The time of cultivation passed quickly, and the True Step Hall, Inner Cultivation, and Five Treasure Talisman were at dusk in a blink of an eye.

Li Cang walked out of the room, Wang Zhenqiu was nowhere to be seen, he stretched his body, and walked to the kitchen, this thing was indeed waiting here.

However, when eating, this bastard is quite well-behaved, the child is quiet, he must be a demon, Li Cang glanced at it vigilantly, but Wang Zhenqiu still didn't react.

After eating apprehensively, Li Cang went out for a walk, and after a while, when he returned to the vicinity of the courtyard, he heard the sound of singing in the distance.

He pushed open the door, and Wang Zhenqiu was playing with a fire-tipped spear formed by Qi in the courtyard, stepping on hot wheels, wearing a chaotic silk and hanging red eyeshadow.

After hearing the sound of pushing the door, Wang Zhenqiu turned his head and stared at Li Cang with a pair of golden eyes.

"Mr. Cang, please look at the gun~"

Qiu'er's words suddenly became polite, but his behavior was not very polite, and the spear stabbed at Li Cang with the sound of the wind.

Burst fireballs.

The spell I just learned today, a blazing spherical flame surged forward, and it exploded with an instant bang.

"Mr. Cang, it's really very human~"

Wang Zhenqiu spun the spear, the flames were pulled by the body of the spear, he swung to the side, the flames dispersed, and the move was resolved.

"I'm not going to fight you."

Li Cang stopped his hand, fighting with this kind of troublesome character, no matter how he made money, it was not a good thing to make him lose interest, and it was not a good thing to be targeted, Yan Zhao Crazy Dragon was vividly in his mind.

"This can't help Mr. Cang~"

Wang Zhenqiu continued to swing the spear, and Li Cang took a step back, dodging the sweep, and a green Qi poison appeared in his hand, entangled the spear like a snake.

With a twist of his wrist, his waist drove his body, and he waved the poison to the side, Wang Zhenqiu was driven over, leaned over and slowed down when he touched the ground, and then stood firm.

This bastard is in the play, the godhead mask Nezha is a playful personality in itself, and the combination of the two is really a perfect match.

However, at this time, Wang Zhenqiu has not yet reached a complete body, and there are no three heads and six arms, so he is much less threatening.

"Then play with you!"

The Buddha has fire, and this morning I realized that it is not a good thing to suppress my mind all the time, just vent, this bastard took the initiative to stir up trouble, and it also saved the effort of queuing.

"Kang!"

The dragon shadow hovered behind him, and Li Cang set up his hand and confronted Wang Zhenqiu, while he spun the flame-tipped spear and looked at the dragon shadow with interest.

"Dragon, just right, let's pull out the dragon tendons today~"

This bastard, Li Cang's face was calm, but the dragon shadow behind him roared and stepped forward.

The opponent is a spear, one inch long and one inch strong, and you have to close the distance to perform your fists.

Wang Zhenqiu also understood this truth, and when Li Canggang approached, he poked the spear forward.

And Li Cang dodged sideways, grabbed the body of the gun with his right hand, bent his left hand, and pushed along the body of the gun with an elbow blow.

But the fire-tipped spear was just a weapon formed by Qi, and as soon as he let go, Wang Zhenqiu condensed again and blocked in front of him.

"Smack!"

The elbow hit collided with the body of the gun, Wang Zhenqiu was repulsed, the Hot Wheels under his feet turned, and he stabilized his footsteps, and the Chaotian Aya behind him leaned forward.

"Smack!"

Qi Poison Bamboo Leaf Green, in the form of a single whip, hits the Chaotian Aya in the air, with a corrosive effect, eroding the Chaotian Aya to the point of white smoke.

"Sure enough, it's Tangmen..."

Wang Zhenqiu recognized the move, he had a lot of relationship with the Tang Gate, at least the Tang Gate Martial Arts School over there has a school motto, called Dogs can enter, but Wang Zhenqiu is not allowed to enter.

The Five Treasures Amulet: Civil Pillar.

Li Cang's momentum turned, the qi of civil engineering was attached, and his physical fitness was improved, Wang Zhenqiu had hot wheels, and his speed was very fast, so he had to use the increase to catch up.

The two exchanged hands again, and after more than a dozen rounds, Wang Zhenqiu was hit by a rushing palm, and Li Cang was also shot, but it was blocked by magic weapon protection, and the battle situation was superior.

"Boss Cang, what kind of person is it, why is he so rich~"

Wang Zhenqiu felt the aura of wealth, and was a little envious, he had worked hard for Xia Liuqing for a long time before he learned a trick of the godhead mask.

But Li Cang in front of him has a talisman weapon, and his exercises are also top-notch, Li Jiaquan, Tangmen, and Rushing Palm, where did this come from.

There was some gnashing of teeth in Qiu'er's voice, and Li Cang smiled, finally letting this thing be deflated.

It's just that the scene at this time is still deadlocked, the Godhead mask is not easy to deal with, too flexible, and using the algorithm of Zhenbutang to calculate Wang Zhenqiu, it is difficult to calculate, and it is too weird to act.

Relying on grinding alone, Wang Zhenqiu's state can be grinded off, and with the lion awakening step to replenish his physical strength, the last thing he is afraid of is a protracted battle.

But I always want to punch Wang Zhenqiu, and I must greet him in the face when I have the opportunity, Li Cang thought about it, thinking of a way to break the game.

"Look at the circle~"

The Chaotian Aya in Wang Zhenqiu's hand disappeared, replaced it with a Qiankun circle, and threw it towards Li Cang, its indestructible and powerful power.

Golden Crow Flame.

The other party was leaving his position at this time, with a hint of trying to make a move, Li Cang swung out a burst of flame, collided with the Qiankun circle, and the circle was slowly melting in the flames.

"Huh!"

But Wang Zhenqiu would not let Li Cang spend the world steadily, he stepped on the Hot Wheels, dodged the flames, and stabbed at Li Cang's side.

Dry characters are full of flowers.

The fire-tipped spear stabbed the clone, but because Li Cang got out of his hand, the golden crow explosion flame had just learned this kind of big move, and the proficiency was not high, and it was still difficult to maintain it by the clone, and the flames finally dissipated, allowing the Qiankun circle to get out of trouble.

Although the power has been reduced a lot, there is Wang Zhenqiu lurking on the side, it is better to dodge, Li Cang's body fell backwards, and the Qiankun circle passed in front of him.

Dodged the attack, but Li Cang's posture, as if he was going to lie on the ground, was an incomparably huge flaw.

A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Zhenqiu's eyes, but soon, Li Cang's body was buried in the ground and disappeared.

Di Xingxian, I see, I relied on this to escape during the day, Wang Zhenqiu figured it out, and looked at the ground vigilantly to prevent a sudden attack.

And Li Cang, who was lurking underground, slowly took out a disc from the space, something that he remembered at that time in the Qiankun circle.

The enamel given by his grandmother, one of which can hinder the movement of the enemy's Qi, is suitable for interrupting Wang Zhenqiu's godhead mask.

After taking it out, Li Cang swam on the ground, and emerged more than ten steps away from Wang Zhenqiu, and the Qi in his hand surged, injecting into the enamel.

Enamel Bao Gong Case.

"Mighty~"

The sound of wooden sticks hitting came out, making it difficult for the Qi in Wang Zhen's sphere to operate, and he frowned, condensing the Qiankun circle, wanting to interrupt.

"Smack!"

But at this time, a startling sound resounded through the courtyard, and the magic weapon condensed by Wang Zhenqiu became dim and informed.

"Above the court, keep it clean!"

With a scolding, the eyeshadow on Wang Zhenqiu's face dissipated, and he turned back into a southwest tumor, no longer the Nezha.

"Pull out the tendons, huh?"

"Don't slap your face!"