"Who are you?" Ku Langjun couldn't help but be a little stunned.

With his ability, he didn't find anyone approaching him, how could he not be frightened?

Fortunately, the other party did not sneak attack him, otherwise, I am afraid that he would have to suffer a little. He looked at the other in silence.

"Populus Hu's heart demon spirit fetus is mine. Hu Yang said lightly, "None of you can snatch it away." ”

"Your Excellency is ......" Ku Langjun obviously didn't know Hu Yang.

"Eight-eyed demon. Hu Yang casually remonstrated a nickname.

"Hmm......" Ku Langjun's heart suddenly made a small sudden.

Eight-eyed demon? This guy actually uses the word "demon" as a suffix to his nickname? Could it be that he is also a character on the stage?

However, he had never heard of the nickname of the eight-eyed demon on Langya Terrace!

Not before, not now, and probably not in the future.

Since there is no one on the Langya platform, it was taken by this guy himself.

"If you have enough strength, the heart demon spirit fetus will naturally be yours!" Ku Langjun said quietly, "It depends on whether you have that ability!"

"If you don't know how to be funny, I'll kill you!" Hu Yang said coldly, "If you don't want to die, get out!"

"Hahaha! What a big breath!" Ku Langjun couldn't help laughing.

He was able to squeeze into Langya Terrace, of course, he was not frightened.

At all times, strength is fundamental. The fist is king, it is the truth.

If the other party casually uses a nickname, he can be scared into running away, can he still call him a bitter man?

"Ignorant fellow!" Hu Yang sneered and slowly drew a long sword.

This is a very common iron sword, and it has no name at all.

Compared to the sword of the Thirteen Langs of the South Sea, this iron sword is not even worthy of being garbage.

"Hahaha!" Ku Langjun obviously also discovered this, and couldn't help but laugh wildly again, "It's really a high-grade weapon!"

"I've never seen such a high-level weapon......"

His voice stopped abruptly.

But it was Populus Hu who shot coldly.

There is no sword light in the sky, and there are no complicated moves.

Only the simplest sword. The tip of the sword pointed straight at Ku Langjun's eyebrows.

At the beginning, Ku Langjun didn't care at all, thinking that Hu Yang didn't even know the most basic swordsmanship.

However, after a few moments, he realized that something was wrong. His face changed suddenly.

Hu Yang not only knows swordsmanship, but also swordsmanship without work.

It seems to be a very ordinary sword, but it actually makes him unavoidable and unretreatable.

It's a very strange feeling. Ku Langjun has never encountered such a feeling. However, he believes that his feelings are real.

In desperation, Ku Langjun had no choice but to attack head-on. Without thinking, he pulled out his weapon.

His weapon was a Zen staff, more than two zhang long and weighing more than two thousand catties.

At one end of the Zen staff is a crescent shovel, which is very sharp and hideous.

With such a heavy weapon, it must be able to knock the iron sword away with ease.

Therefore, Ku Langjun raised his Zen staff and smashed it against the iron sword.

As a result, the Zen staff easily hit the iron sword.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The iron sword and the staff slammed.

The iron sword in Hu Yang's hand was indeed easily knocked away.

"With the junk weapon in your hand, you also want to fight me?" Ku Langjun said disdainfully, "Dream!"

"Really?" Hu Yang smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Do you think you still have a chance to make a move?"

"I ......" Ku Langjun was about to sneer at him, when he suddenly found that his body was wrong.

His meridians were abnormal. His sea of qi was actually frozen.

The vindictiveness he relied on to be proud of was actually sealed by force.

Now he is simply an old, weak, sick and disabled person who has no power to catch chickens!

"Dangchang!"

He couldn't hold the two-thousand-pound Zen staff anymore, and involuntarily let go.

The Zen staff slammed down on the roof of the Lotus Mist Hotel.

Populus inadvertently stretched out his foot to hook up the Zen staff and held it in his hand.

"It's a good weapon indeed. But ......," poplar smiled faintly, "it's just a weapon!"

But seeing that he grabbed the Zen stick with both hands and pressed it hard, he easily kneaded the Zen stick into a dough cake. After rubbing a few more times, the huge Zen staff turned into a round ball the size of a fist. He may not be satisfied yet, and spun the ball again.

When the ball stopped again, it had become a smooth and flat appearance, as if it had been machined.

Poor Ku Langjun, I feel like my eyeballs are about to fall. He deeply regretted it.

At this moment, he definitely didn't dare to doubt the identity of Hu Yang.

He believes that Populus euphratica's nickname "Eight-Eyed Demon" is absolutely worthy of the name and genuine.

Lang Jun's cultivation at this level is all from the Five Elements Realm. The cultivation of the childe-level is in the Liuhe realm. And the demon is above the Seven Yao Realm.

Only a freak above the Seven Yao Realm can easily crumple his Zen staff into a lead ball. Those in the Liuhe realm may not be able to do it. However, Ku Langjun couldn't figure out how a freak above the Seven Yao Realm could come to Nantian Province, and what was there here that was worthy of his attention?

Don't tell him anything about the demons and spirits. The old monsters above the Seven Yao Realm would be interested in the heart demon spirit fetus? Just kidding! There must be other reasons.

"Alright, now, do you have anything else to say?" said Poplar playing with the shot put.

Probably because he felt that the shot put was too big for one hand to grasp, he cut the shot put in half again.

Then, he kneaded the two halves of the lead ball into the shape of an iron gall.

The iron guts were so great that he compressed them to the size of an egg.

In this way, he can play with two iron galls in the palm of one hand at will.

"I was wrong...... Ku Langjun said with a wry smile, "I don't know that the seniors are here, it's the fault of the juniors." Please punish the seniors. ”

"Since you admit your mistake, I don't bother to punish you. You go and call Nanhai Thirteen Lang and Tie Lang Jun over!" Hu Yang said casually, "The two of them have been fighting for a long time, and they are so noisy that I can't sleep." I'm going to beat them up. ”

"Understood!" Ku Langjun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Dare to love is such a thing!

It turned out to be so noisy that the other party went to sleep!

Anyway, Nanhai Thirteen Lang and Tie Lang Jun are really, why don't you stop?

The combat effectiveness of the two of them is really not too far apart. If it weren't for the mistakes of one side, it would definitely be a first-class protracted battle!

Ku Langjun came to the two of them and shouted, "The eight-eyed demon senior ordered you to stop......"

Tie Langjun said angrily, "What eight-eyed demon, what are you screaming?"

Nanhai Thirteen Lang also fought hard, refused to stop, and turned a deaf ear to Ku Langjun's words.