Wang Dazhui's heart was empty.

In the middle of the meditation, his perception of the outside world has been shielded to an extremely vague state, but even so, he clearly heard Ren Lei's words after the most deluctant.

"Brother, you and I are destined to meet each other, today I will accept the apprentice of Lei Daishi, from today onwards, you will be my junior brother, the third disciple under the guest seat of Yunxia!"

"Yunxiake, you said that you have been cursed, and only one person can inherit your inheritance in your life, and all your disciples will kill each other together, and this is the case with King Yan and me. I don't believe in evil, Brother Wang Da Hammer and I will definitely break your bullshit nonsense and never turn our backs on each other!!"

"Brother, the world is vast, you and I, we will see you again in the future!!"

"Brother Lei!"

Anxious in his heart, Wang Dazhui couldn't wait to wake up, and wanted to give Ren Lei and Su Qing'er a ride.

The world is vast, and I will see it again in the future, and I don't know what year and month it will be.

However, Ren Lei made arrangements on his body, so that he could not take the initiative to wake up halfway, and Ren Lei knew that he was still concerned about the affairs of the martial arts in his heart, so he deliberately left a piece of his true qi in his body to help him refine yang poison.

After recovering to the peak, Ren Lei was terrifyingly powerful, and in Wang Da Hammer's perception, the true qi he left behind seemed to contain all the heavens and the earth, and it was able to contain Wang Da Hammer's extreme opposition of ice and fire, and it was not in conflict.

With Ren Lei's help, Wang Dazhui quickly refined the yang poison in his body. This yang poison was originally used by the snake woman to refine the body and expel the yin poison, but now it is used on Wang Da Hammer. Refining his originally gifted body into a more powerful one, and his qi and blood are like a sea, will allow him to walk more smoothly on the path of cultivation in the future.

At the same time, the combat skills and exercises that Ren Lei had given to Ren Lei were also flowing like a trickle in Wang Dazhui's heart, nourishing his thirsty heart and quickly enriching his lack of combat skills.

This is the power of the Daigo empowerment, compared to the Daigo empowerment that could not reach the level before the Wind Hall Master, what a master like Ren Lei did was naturally beneficial to Wang Dazhui and harmless.

Breaking through the cocoon into a butterfly, Wang Da Hammer completed his gorgeous transformation on the remote mine of Yaofeng, and grew into a young powerhouse who is truly capable of being alone.

The white-robed old man turned into a small clay figure left by Ren Lei stood quietly beside Wang Dazhu. Like the most faithful guard. Never give up.

"You can't even move, and you still don't give up?"

Ying Lang looked at Leng Han, who was sitting on the main battle platform, and said with a frown: "Why do you always insist on that ridiculous persistence, and do useless work for that impossible hope?" Even if you've learned the way of Edgeworth. That's never going to beat me!"

The cold body hurts. The feeling of a thin needle penetrating into the bone marrow inch by inch in his body was absolutely unimaginable to anyone who had never experienced it, and he did not dare to move a single inch now, and even if he could move as usual. The body's reaction can't keep up with the speed of the shadow wave, and the other party who has unloaded the burden is too fast!

"The data is dead, and I'm a living person!"

Leng Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "Unless you shoot me off the stage, I will never give up!"

"Cold cold, don't hold on, otherwise the root of the disease will be over!"

Tang Caiwei and Zhang Quan in the audience couldn't help but persuade them.

In their opinion, it is difficult for Leng Han to change if he continues to hold on, as fellow disciples, they really can't bear to see Leng Han suffer on stage, but they can only watch with their eyes.

"In that case, I'll beat you down. ”

Ying Lang pursed his lips disdainfully, his cold insistence may have fanned the disciples of the Snow Sword Sect below, but in Ying Lang's eyes, it was an extremely stupid behavior.

The figure flickered, and the shadow wave disappeared from the audience's sight again.

"Brother Tang, if your sect's cold doesn't end again, then I'm afraid it will be difficult to take out the broken jade needle in his body, so that there will be no possibility of a breakthrough in his future achievements, Brother Tang won't stop it?"

Ying Yi on the high platform had a conceited smile on his face, and said to Tang Ying on the side.

"Brother Shadow what's in a hurry?"

In contrast, Tang Ying didn't mean to stop Leng Han, he knew that if Leng Han could persuade him, it wouldn't be Leng Han.

"Alas, this kid's persistence is indeed commendable, but knowing that things can't be done, so it's really ......"

Ying Yi shook his head with some regret, but before he finished speaking, Liu Rumei's exclamation was interrupted!

"Blocked?!"

"What?"

Ying Yi looked down in surprise, only to find that Leng Han was already sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time, and even his eyes had been closed.

Since your eyes can't keep up with your speed and your body can't move, it's better to just don't open your eyes and don't move your feet!

But the cold did not move, but his sword seemed to have gained life, as if it had gained life, and it was as agile as a swimming dragon, guarding his side, and it was unprecedentedly blocked the palm of the shadow wave!!

"Humph!"

Shadow Lang snorted angrily, it was also the first time he had competed with such a master who could volley the sword, so he never expected that Leng Han, who had been led by his nose, would really be able to block his moves.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, dying and struggling!"

Shadow Wave also hit a real fire, and after snorting coldly in his heart, an extra cold light flickering water thorn suddenly appeared in his hand, reflecting a terrifying edge in the afternoon sun.

The body moved again, and the shadow wave was like a gentle drizzle that sneaked into the night with the wind, rushing towards the seemingly seamless sword shadow outside the cold body.

There was no joy or sorrow on his cold expression, he knew that he would never be able to defeat Shadow Wave now, and all he wanted was to delay for a while.

Now every time he consumes one more point of Shadow Wave's strength, Tang Caiwei will have a better chance of winning against the latter.

"Dingding!!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded one after another, and many people in the audience were already rubbing their eyes desperately at this time, because in their opinion, the figure of Ying Lang and the cold long sword were no longer real at all, and only the motionless cold was the only person on the stage who could see clearly.

"It's over!!"

A burst of shouts roared out of Shadow Wave's mouth, and the water thorn in his hand slammed back, slamming the cold saber open, and then he stepped on the hilt with both feet, and his body rushed forward with his strength, and slapped towards the motionless cold with one palm!

"Poof!"

The chest was hit hard, Leng Han's eyes exploded, and he couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and then he reached out and hugged Shadow Lang's arm regardless of it, and then the cold light flashed, and the sword came!

"Whew!"

At the last moment, although Shadow Wave still blocked it with a splitting spur, it was still dissolved by the sharp blade of the cuff, leaving a hideous wound on his arm.

"You!"

Ying Lang was crazy and murderous, but at this moment, Leng Han let go of his hand with a smile, and said loudly: "Alas, I still can't beat it, I lost!"

The adjudicator came to the two of them at the first moment, separating Shadow Wave and Cold Cold.

"Shadow Stream, Shadow Wave wins!!

Holding his bleeding arm, Ying Lang's face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, and he, who had always been calm, gritted his teeth at this time and said, "Very good, you listen to the Snow Sword Sect, very good!" (To be continued......)

PS: Actually, I think the name of this chapter should be called "Cold Oba's Counterattack", what do you think?