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The uncle glanced at Yuan Haocang, swept over the other four people, and then said lightly: "Take out the space ring and the good things on your body, and pack this thing for me." ”

He pointed to the complete Tiangong Cannon.

Yuan Haocang judged the situation and saw that the wind made the rudder, and he was indeed much stronger than others. He glanced at the others, Ouyang Jie was nothing, Chang Hao was fine, but Xiao Wanru and Zhao You were a little hesitant, but under the urging of Brother Cang, they obediently took out the storage ring and handed it to Uncle Strange.

"Uncle, everything is here, it doesn't matter if you take it all, but I can't explain it to you when you take the cannon this day......"

Let him talk about it, the strange uncle didn't hear it, and he was there alone, shaking out the things in the ring one by one, but in a moment, a five-zhang high hill appeared in front of him.

"That's good...... This one is okay too...... Well, my son should like it......" Uncle Strange muttered and threw out the five spatial rings casually.

"Uncle, I won't bully you juniors, I'll return these broken rings with such a small space to you, and I'll take the rest." ”

Yuan Haocang was about to cry, but he was helpless, if he could, he would be willing to fight to the death with this guy. However, the next scene stunned both him and the Eight Desolation Sword Sect who was watching from the side.

Uncle Strange stared at the hill for a moment, then scratched his head, and he wrenched his fingers alone, while lighting the space ring of his own space.

"This one is full, this one is full. There's still a little room for this, but it's not enough at all, and there's so much more for a while......"

Uncle Strange clicked fourteen rings in a row. didn't make a move, and when he was distressed, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something, and as soon as he pulled his hand to his chest, he pulled out a beast tendon necklace with a bang.

It is better to say that it is a necklace, but it is better to say that it is on a beast's tendon. Eight metal rings were worn.

Yuan Haocang could see at a glance the origin of that beast tendon, it turned out to be the back tendon of the eleventh-order Jiao demon beast! The value of this thing was not inferior to the sixth-grade demon core.

I saw the strange uncle's fingers twisting the tendons. The tendon broke on the spot. He threw one of them away, but the remaining eight metal rings floated in front of him one by one.

The ten people present recognized it at the same time, and it turned out to be eight spatial rings. And each one is superb.

Uncle, your family is a wholesaler of space rings! When is the best space ring. It's so rotten, huh?

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

They all wanted to say something, but they were too excited to speak. Whether it is the Heavenly Machine Gate or the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, everyone has a space ring in their hands. But the space ring on this uncle's hand, take out any one, it is the best.

The uncle tapped three of them with his fingers, and then stuffed the others into the fox skin. The next thing is simple. I took out all the things for a while, and they all disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only five spirit stones remained on the ground.

He kicked to the side with his foot, waved his big hand, and said very magnificently: "Uncle, I am in a good mood today, please drink tea, take it, no thanks." ”

When Yuan Haocang heard this, tears were about to fall. If this spirit stone belonged to someone else, it would be too late for them to be happy, but these are their own.

"What's too much, it's okay......"

"No, no, no...... Not too much, not too much!" The people of Tianjimen are all masters who can bend and stretch, let alone a disciple like Yuan Haocang who has obtained his essence?

When he saw that this person was about to put away the cannon again, he immediately became anxious, and he didn't know the strength that surged from there, so he suddenly rushed forward, hugged the thigh of the strange uncle, and said with a handful of snot and tears.

"Big~Master, please, don't do this! If my father knows, he has to break my leg, you can pity the poor little one!" Yuan Haocang said sadly.

"Who is your father?"

"My father's surname is Yuan Tianbao......"

"What? You're the son of Yuanbao!"

"Uncle, do you know my father?" Yuan Haocang heard it, and suddenly felt that there was a play.

He stared at him strangely, thinking that he was doubting him, so he looked proud, looking like real gold was not afraid of fire.

Suddenly, the strange uncle laughed: "Why is it familiar when I say, it turns out to be Yuanbao's son...... Okay, if you don't accept it, you won't accept it, sell him face, clean it up and get out. ”

Yuan Haocang gave the others a color, and suddenly the second, third, fourth, and fifth children were busy, but after a dozen or so breaths, a huge Tiangong cannon was dismantled and stuffed into the ring.

Uncle Strange turned around and pointed to the side of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect: "Come here." ”

Li Shengshu stepped forward with the four of them, looking respectful and listening to the teachings.

The uncle beckoned to them with a kind face and said, "Take it." ”

"What?"

Several people looked at each other, confused, Sun Qingzhu reacted quickly enough, and ran out from behind Li Shengshu, still holding a jade box in his hand.

He respectfully handed it to the uncle with both hands and said: "Thank you seniors for helping, juniors are grateful, a little care, not respect, please smile......"

Sun Qingzhu only felt that when he was halfway through his words, his hands were suddenly empty, he knew that the things had been taken, although it was extremely painful, but who made the strength of others unfathomable, and he did help himself.

Unbeknownst to him, before he could raise his head, a jade box was broken into several pieces and landed in front of his door, and suddenly a smell of medicinal incense mixed with the smell of choking smoke came: "I'm sorry! I dare to take out this kind of five-grade garbage, you are humiliating Lao Tzu!"

The five-pin pill vadan is made of more than 1,200 kinds of medicinal materials, and the process is extremely complicated, and it also needs to have a six-grade elixir as the main medicine. As long as you eat one, there is no doubt that you will strengthen your own body, and you can improve your physique by three percent, so that it is easier to resist heavenly punishment when you are promoted.

Such a one, it is hard to find, and it can only be said that it is priceless. There are twelve in this box, and outsiders can't ask for it, but this person ......

I was so respectful to show my gratitude. In doing so, it is undoubtedly to put your face over and hit someone.

It's too much of a deception!

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and Sun Qingzhu, who was closest to him, had pulled out the soft sword at some point, and the tip of the sword was cold, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and like a fierce snake coming out of a hole, it immediately wrapped around the strange uncle's body.

His sword is fast, flexible, and weird, even if it is the senior brother Li Shengshu, without using his sword intent, he will suffer a lot of losses, let alone within such a short distance?

The soft sword, which was as cold as a snake, wrapped around the strange uncle's body in an instant, so fast that he didn't have time to react.

The strange uncle was tied up into a "zongzi" by the soaring soft sword on the spot. But he just smiled, and Sun Qingzhu's face turned red.

Zhou Zihuan behind him was suddenly surprised, he knew Sun Qingzhu's strength. He believed that as long as Sun Qingzhu's hand twitched at this time, that person's flesh and blood would fly.

But at this time, Sun Qingzhu's face was already red and purple, and the fingers holding the soft sword ring were even more bloody, and the soft sword couldn't be pulled out.

"Heh, when will the Eight Desolation Sword Sect have such a weird swordsmanship?" the uncle muttered casually, as if stretching his waist, and his hand was propped up.

"Bang!"

The soft sword was twisted into a twist and flew out, and Sun Qingzhu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew upside down.

As soon as he saw Sun Qingzhu's sword injured, two figures, one black and one purple, flew out at the moment, it was Zhao Fulong and Zhou Zihuan.

Zhou Zihuan took Sun Qingzhu and stepped back, and Zhao Fulong threw up the big sword like a door panel and went up.

His eight-foot-tall sword was extremely intimidating just by standing, and this ridiculously large sword was extremely intimidating.

He wielded his sword with one hand like splashing ink uninhibited, and his figures crisscrossed the wilderness, and his momentum was reversed!

He had already walked the path of opening and closing, and now that the surroundings were empty, it was the perfect time for him to show it.

On top of that towering body, the barbaric aura and domineering momentum that permeated it were not much better than Li Shengshu.

"Ha!" But he danced a sword flower, without too much gorgeousness, so he slashed Huashan with indomitable strength and slashed at him with a sword.

At this time, the strange uncle moved, he walked towards Zhao Fulong step by step, time seemed to pass very slowly, and he walked over very leisurely, as if it was slow and fast, so fast that there were layers of afterimages left behind him.

He walked seven feet in front of Zhao Fulong, stretched out his two fingers, and just caught the falling blade steadily, letting out a sonorous sound, and suddenly those wild powers between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Fulong suddenly felt a huge force of anti-shock, which made his mouth numb, his heart and chest were churning, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a stream of reverse blood.

He jerked hard, but found that he could not move anyway, so he stretched out his hands, but the sword remained unmoved except for the creak of metal rubbing.

He had a feeling that the difficulty with which he could split a mountain was not at all half the strength of those two fingers.

Uncle Blame didn't even look at him, because such a person specializes in swordsmanship, and his qualifications are excellent, he must disdain to use external forces, so he must be very poor.

In fact, it is.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you. ”

Like a bullet of dust, he gently dusted off the blade of the sword, but when he heard a "bang", an invisible ripple rippled rapidly at the contact between his fingertips and the blade of the sword.

Zhao Fulong's body, like a black meteor, with a sword, swept away a wisp of wind and crashed into the stone pillar facing the other side.

The small stone pillar immediately shattered like a spider's web, and finally collapsed.

Zhou Zihuan had just put down the seriously injured Sun Qingzhu, but at this time, he saw a black shadow flying in front of him, and then let out a boom, and he was suddenly startled, and he went to save people with his sword again.

Li Shengshu's white clothes fluttered, pushed Nangong Bingqin back, stroked Shen Ke's sword, and flew to the distance of Uncle Strange three zhang at once.

"Senior, if you insist on doing this, if you want to be the enemy of my Eight Desolation Sword Sect, then even if the junior fights to the death, he will have the courage to keep it. ”

...... (To be continued......)