"I don't have a holy fire, but I have a Heavenly Yang Divine Sword."

The black crow couldn't swallow this breath and exposed his hole cards.

The high-ranking members of the family gave her the Tianyang Divine Sword, in addition to self-preservation, there was another reason.

Homicide.

took advantage of the crowded and chaotic scene of the Wanbao Conference to kill Luo Xiaohu.

Luo Xiaohu has an extraordinary eightfold by his side, and with only the five of them, he may not be able to kill him.

With the Tianyang Divine Sword, if he suddenly attacked, he would definitely be able to kill Luo Xiaohu.

This black crow is none other than the Martial Emperor of the Genji family.

Her name is Genmu Nozomi, and she is Genmu Ri's own sister.

The other four Seventh-Order Martial Emperors were not servants, they were all her cousins.

Dressed up like this in order to hide people's eyes and ears and hide their identity.

At this time, in order to prevent Luo Xiaohu from getting the world in the painting, he was forced to reveal his identity.

It's just that she firmly believes in one thing, Luo Xiaohu doesn't know the secret of the Tianyang Divine Knife.

If you don't know the secret of this knife, you won't know her identity.

"I'm sorry, although the Tianyang Divine Sword is a ninth-order artifact, it can't be compared to the Holy Fire."

The emaciated boy flatly refused: "If there is no holy fire, it must be a holy weapon of the nature of yang fire." ”

"Boy, don't forget, you are a citizen of Yamato, why did you give the things of your ancestors to the weak chickens of East Asia?"

A hint of murderous aura flashed in Yuan Muxi's eyes: "Give me a little time, and I will definitely find the items you need." ”

"This is the Wanbao Conference, regardless of race, regardless of borders, to each according to his needs."

The emaciated boy's face sank: "You can't get what I need, don't make trouble, leave quickly." ”

"Boy, you'll regret it."

Yuan Muxi was so angry that his milk hurt, and he didn't dare to make a move, so he glared coldly and walked away with a sneer.

"Big brother, I don't have a holy fire, but I have an SSS-level alien fire."

A tall man with two bodyguards came to the stall.

Stretching out the index finger of his right hand, a golden-red flame erupted from his fingertips.

The temperature around him rose sharply, and the air seemed to be burning.

"I'm sorry, although you're SSS-class, you're not a holy flame."

The emaciated boy's eyes were full of disappointment: "Although it is a line apart, it is a world of difference." ”

"Big brother, you have exposed the secret in the painting, if you don't trade and leave the convention and exhibition center, how long can you live?"

A cold light flashed in Brady's eyes, staring at the other party's eyes: "Holy fire, it's hard to find." ”

"This is my business, and it has nothing to do with Your Excellency."

The emaciated boy looked at Brady without showing weakness: "I advise Your Excellency, don't forget, this is the Celestial Empire." ”

The overtone is that although you are a ninth-order emperor, Claudie is also a ninth-order peak, and in the end he is still defeated.

In other words, no matter what kind of monk he is, it is better to settle down and not die during the exhibition.

"Damn the dwarf, you actually threatened me, this emperor is not Claudie's kind of waste, I want to decide this painting."

Brady snorted coldly and sneered: "If you figure it out, go to the Pangu Hotel to find me, room 9188." ”

"If you don't have a holy fire, or a yang fire holy weapon, I don't think I will look for you."

The emaciated boy looked around: "Everyone, on the forum, my request is very clear, don't ask too much." ”

"Brother, although this treasure is good and can be cultivated by countless people, if you really trade, your secret will be exposed."

Zhao Liying was wearing a polka-dot hip-wrapping skirt, holding Luo Xiaohu's arm affectionately, and whispering softly in her ear.

"I estimate that none of the monks present have the holy fire, and it is impossible for others to want this treasure."

Luo Xiaohu hugged her little waist: "Don't look at this guy who is skinny, but he is a genuine ninth-order martial emperor." ”

"Ninth Order Martial Emperor?"

Zhao Liying's three views were shattered, and she looked at the other party repeatedly: "His age should not be very old, how did he cultivate?" ”

"Silly girl, you forgot, people are high-level martial emperors, and their body shape and appearance can be changed at will."

Luo Xiaohu told the secret of the emaciated boy: "His actual age is more than 100 years old, so it's all fake." ”

"Where's that hairy guy just now?"

The girl's intuition told her that the foreign hair just now was by no means simple, and she didn't seem to take this little day into account.

"His rank and combat power are estimated not to be below Claudius, and the two little followers are all at the peak of the seventh-order emperor."

Luo Xiaohu said the situation of the three foreign hairs, and sent a message to the emaciated boy: "I know who has the holy fire, can you change it?" ”

"Change!"

The emaciated boy stared at Luo Xiaohu's eyes and used his soul to transmit: "Your Excellency, if it is convenient, can you tell the truth?" ”

"It's not convenient to talk here, go to the Pangu Hotel at night, find the general manager of the hotel, and she will take you to meet the person you want to meet."

Luo Xiaohu pointed to Song Yifei next to him and said a few words to her: "He will look for you at night, you should contact me quickly." ”

"Understood."

Although Song Yifei didn't understand, she nodded vigorously, and then greeted the emaciated boy: "After twelve o'clock." ”

"Thank you."

The emaciated boy took the stall and left in a hurry: "I hope Your Excellency didn't lie to me, otherwise, you will all have to pay the price." ”

"It's almost time, and the show is about to begin."

Luo Xiaohu looked at the time, sent a message to Zi Hanrong, and left the convention and exhibition center with Zhao Liying and a few others.

Once you're on the bus, head straight to Pangu Hotel.

"Brother, there are so many people following."

Zhao Liying glanced in the rearview mirror and found that more than a dozen cars had been biting them, afraid of losing them.

"Come on, it's time for me to make good on my promise."

Luo Xiaohu and Zhao Liying changed positions, entered the ring space with a beard, and gave a drop of jade milk.

The beard is the pinnacle of celestial phenomena, and it is difficult to withstand the energy of the jade milk, and it is impossible to absorb it.

"Hold back."

Luo Xiaohu used the silver needle to guide energy, and used the power of thunder to help him condense the Yuan Dan.

When he arrived at the hotel, the bearded man not only managed to advance, but also rushed to the top of the double peak.

saw Luo Xiaohu's anti-heaven methods, and the bearded man's three views were all destroyed.

Thinking of the declining family, he decided to follow Luo Xiaohu.

Holding this thigh, you can keep getting stronger.

It's a pity that Luo Xiaohu refused.

helped him change his appearance simply, and also revised his memory: "After you go out, don't talk about it to anyone." ”

"Thank you, sir."

The bearded man saluted and walked away, knowing that he was too weak, and following Luo Xiaohu was a burden.

"Beauty, are you ready?"

Luo Xiaohu entered Song Yifei's office: "To refine soul jade, it is more difficult than you imagined, and it is even more risky." ”

"What risk?"

Song Yifei closed the door, her cheeks were red, and a trace of strong longing appeared in her eyes: "I'm not afraid." ”

"The soul jade has spiritual wisdom, beware of being taken away, this jade can also perform illusions, and Lu Shizun was tricked by it."

Luo Xiaohu drank a few sips of mineral water and said the reason for Lu Shizun's failure: "Your soul power is not as good as his. ”

"Brother Tiger, don't scare me."

Song Yifei laughed and hooked Luo Xiaohu's neck: "With you, this little guy can't charm me." ”

"Don't take advantage of me."

Luo Xiaohu opened his little hand: "I can control it, but whether it can be perfectly integrated depends on your creation." ”

"Perfect blend?"

Song Yifei was not calm, and swallowed his saliva: "How can it be considered a perfect fusion?" ”

"Look at each other's fit."

Luo Xiaohu took out the soul jade: "You have to be completely liberated and be honest with it." ”

"Be honest?"

Song Yifei's face was as red as fire, and he looked at him with silky eyes: "Is it a hint?" ”