The man in the Confucian shirt leaned back against the pillar, and his heart was both angry and terrified. Although his family can't become those immortal masters with great powers, almost all of them can only be wrestlers, but the three officials in front of the prime minister's door, I don't know how many years ago, have already taken root in the vicinity of the Phiyun Sect, and the resources they can obtain are naturally not comparable to those who don't know which place to pop up.

What is the top three in the rivers and lakes of the country, hum, in my own eyes, it is just a farce of hairy children competing for sugar balls. From his own family, he chooses a young man at random, and in these subject countries, he is also a king and a hegemon.

Don't look at yourself and Lao Chen, the Han demon girl calls her brother and sister, the man in the Confucian shirt despises them from the bottom of his heart, a group of old Wang Ba who crawled out of the mud nest are all at this age, and they have only mixed into the first-class wrestler, but before the age of twenty, relying on the resources of various natural and earthly treasures, he has already reached the level of first-class wrestler.

It's just that since he reached the first-class wrestler, the family originally stopped abruptly providing all kinds of resources for themselves, threw themselves into these areas, and managed these lower riba people, so that he stopped at the first-class wrestler, if the resources were still endless, with his qualifications, he would have been able to reach the fifth-level wrestler level that no one has reached so far. Thinking of this, the man in the Confucian shirt secretly hated it in his heart, and even hated his own family.

Like Lao Chen, Han Demon Girl, these people, I don't know what shit luck they have taken, they have reached the level of first-class wrestlers, and now they are on an equal footing with themselves, and they already feel very uncomfortable, but they can't beat them, and they are often bullied, so they have to be false and wronged with them, and they are waiting for the day when they 'end of life' and recover the interest.

And there are so many people in the family, and they can obtain the resources provided by the family, naturally they have grown up in intrigue since they were children, and they have been exposed to all kinds of means, and even under their own experience, they think that their means and knowledge are definitely stronger than these dirt buns, like the old Chen who has been smoking a cigarette pouch and pretending to be profound, so he will not be played with by himself in applause.

Where did you think that these people who usually nod their heads when they see themselves, just a C-class wrestler, today took advantage of their carelessness to beat themselves so badly. Candle Kingdom Wei Suifeng right, you wait, wait a minute, I will let you see the price of angering the first-class wrestlers, after destroying you, I will go back to find [Drinking Horse Building], and then according to the preferences of those immortal masters, or give gifts, or give beautiful women, you will be stripped of your soul and put on the soul lamp to suffer for a thousand years, in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

Wei Suifeng didn't care what the man in the Confucian shirt was thinking at the moment, even if he knew, he would only scoff at it.

Looking at the Jiang Zhen Dan that was slowly withering from red, Wei Suifeng took a deep breath, knowing that time was running out, and when the Jiang Zhen Dan completely withered, the man in the Confucian shirt would instantly return to the level of a first-class wrestler, and he would have no chance of winning at that time.

Slowly pulling out the dagger from his waist, the true qi he used to run the Eight Desolation Gong at the moment had completely disappeared, and according to the time estimate, the true qi of the man in the Confucian shirt should have been reduced to the first layer now.

If it is lowered to the first layer, Wei Suifeng sneered in his heart, some of the unpredictable effects of the Eight Desolation Skill will not be able to be brought into play, and the current man in Confucian shirts, for himself, is just a top master who can resist beating in the rivers and lakes at the beginning.

Originally, when he left from the Candle Country, the Ghost and Yan'er, he still thought that he could completely solve the disaster of the Candle Country once every ten years, and at the same time pursue a higher realm of martial arts.

If you can give yourself a thousand years, thinking of this, Wei Suifeng shook his head self-deprecatingly, even if he was a Jindan monk, he might not be able to live for so long. But fortunately, he has passed the torch to the stinky boy Ghost.

Now that your limit is approaching, it's time to recoup a little interest.

Without thinking about it anymore, Wei Suifeng held the dagger upside down, stepped on the ground, and swept away at the man in the Confucian shirt.

Although the man in the Confucian shirt had already made it clear in his heart that Wei Suifeng was going to be subjected to various torture arrangements next, when he saw him rushing straight over at this moment, he was still stunned in his heart, and he was about to send out a feather if he didn't think about it.

As soon as he exercised, he found that there was no movement on his arm, and at a glance, he realized that he had now been reduced to the first layer of the Eight Desolation Gong, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Seeing Wei Suifeng's fierce face gradually approaching, and the occasional cicada chirping in the air, thinking about the impending death, for a moment the man in the Confucian shirt only felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his head was empty, and he didn't even have any resistance, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, dancing with his hands and feet, shouting something like don't kill me, and at the same time his eyes were closed, and he had both the fear of the imminent death in his heart, and the curse of Wei Suifeng, but the strange thing was that the man in the Confucian shirt still had more deep resentment towards the family at the moment,

If my family was willing to give me all the cultivation resources, I would have been a fifth-level wrestler a long time ago, so why did I end up at this point today!

The so-called promotion of rice to raise grace, fighting rice to raise hatred, nothing else.

Just when the man in the Confucian shirt closed his eyes and waited for death, he only heard a bang, and the man in the Confucian shirt only felt as if he was wearing a transparent film, and his whole body was warm.

Removing his hand from his face, the man in the Confucian shirt slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the moon in the sky was colorful and beautiful at the moment, and it seemed that his back was not a stone pillar, but a layer of soft clouds.

When I looked closely, I saw that I was covered by a visible film with the naked eye, and there were still a few ghost-faced cicadas that were still chirping, and Wei Suifeng, who was about to take his life at the last moment, was lying not far away at the moment, vomiting blood, and struggling to get up.

On the chest of the man in the Confucian shirt, a three-legged golden black-shaped jade pendant is emitting a faint white light, and with the light of the jade pendant, it is bright or dark, enveloping the protective cover of the Confucian man, as if breathing and shrinking.

pinched himself hard, and found that he could still feel the pain, and the man in the Confucian shirt couldn't help but be ecstatic, it turned out that he was not dead. Looking at the jade pendant on his chest again, he naturally understood what was going on, the original resentment against his family was gone, and at this moment he only felt that he was a member of such a family, and he was extremely proud in his heart.

And when Wei Suifeng rushed up, he was stunned when he saw that the man in the Confucian shirt was so poor, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was any conspiracy, but the time was pressing, and the arrow had to be sent on the string, as long as he let himself get close to the man in the Confucian shirt, then everything would be over.

Which Cheng thought, just when the dagger first cut off the head of the man in the Confucian shirt, a cloud of ghost light suddenly lit up from his chest, and then with the bright light as the center, a film appeared in the blink of an eye, quickly covering the whole body of the man in the Confucian shirt, Wei Suifeng couldn't stop it, the dagger in his hand was directly broken into two, and after a few turns in the air, it was inserted obliquely into the ground, and he was also under inertia, directly hit the film, at first it only felt as if he had hit a pile of cotton, and then the soft cotton pile was instantly as hard as iron, like the thick wall of the Candle Kingdom Palace pushed against him, and directly returned Wei with the vomiting of blood from the wind shock。

"Careless", Wei said secretly.

"How lucky," thought the man in the shirt.

Feeling that his neck was hot, the man in the Confucian shirt reached out and touched it, and immediately retracted his hand in pain, and almost cut his neck, the man in the Confucian shirt was afraid of this, and said in his heart, Can't you start this jade pendant in advance, the harmful Lao Tzu was so frightened, and the little good impression that the family had built up with great difficulty in his heart suddenly disappeared.

I was pressed and beaten by this Wei Suifeng from the beginning, and in my hurry, I didn't think that I still had two sets of yellow spirit weapons sent down by the family, and when I thought about it at this moment, I was suddenly full of confidence, although it was a consumable item, but fortunately, I didn't need to use the aura to urge it.

"Hmph, Tu Lao Hat, wait for the effect of the Jiang Zhen Pill to pass, and see how I torture you. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt staggered to his feet, and was just about to laugh at Wei Suifeng, when he felt his lower body cold, and when he looked down, he actually peed his pants.

The sense of superiority that had been built up was shattered in an instant, and the man in the Confucian shirt was ashamed and angry, and he no longer cared about what Jiang Zhendan was, and roared: "Wei Suifeng, I will let you die without a place to be buried!"

Stretched out his hand to wipe his waist, and there was an instant set of several copper rings connected together in his hand, and a little spiritual light traveled back and forth in the copper ring, like a dragon swimming in the water, extremely smart.

"Nine Rings!"

With a secret shout, the man in the Confucian shirt threw the ring in his hand into the air, and the copper ring disappeared into the void in a blink of an eye, and the next moment Wei Suifeng only felt that his limbs were tight, and when he looked again, his limbs were covered by a copper ring and could not move at all, and there were five copper rings in front of and behind him that fell to the ground, flashing with spiritual light.

Wei struggled hard with the wind, and the copper ring only shook slightly, but he couldn't break free.

Seeing this, the figure of the man in the Confucian shirt stood on a copper ring in a blur, and punched Wei Suifeng, and then the figure disappeared, appeared on another copper ring, and another punch was handed out, as the figure of the man in the Confucian shirt continued to disappear and reappeared, there seemed to be countless figures of the man in the Confucian shirt around Wei Suifeng, either punching or palming, only a short while, Wei Suifeng was hit by countless moves, and his whole body was bruised.

With the snapping of the membrane on his body, the man in the Confucian shirt only moved once this time, and then he was dizzy, his qi and blood floated, and he quickly withdrew his hand and stopped moving.

turned around and looked, only to see that Wei Suifeng's whole body at this time seemed to be covered with blood, only breathing, not breathing.

The man in the Confucian shirt was still angry, and snorted at him, before he said with hatred: "Now see how capable you are, hit me again." ”

At this time, Jiang Zhendan had also completely withered, and the man in the Confucian shirt instantly felt that his true qi had returned to the level of a first-class wrestler, and he couldn't help laughing, extremely happy.

"Wait a minute, give you to Lao Chen, let him make you into smoke, and then I will have to take two sips, it will taste delicious." ”

Shooting a few feathers at Wei Suifeng, and once again making sure that his breath was gone, the man in the Confucian shirt cautiously approached slowly, turned his palm into a knife, and cut it at Wei Suifeng's heart.

"Die!"

The man in the shirt was flushed and laughed sickly.

With a snort, the palm of the hand went directly into the heart, and then the five fingers were crushed.

At this moment, Wei Suifeng, who had not yet lost his breath, suddenly opened his eyes, like a tiger wandering in the cemetery, with neither anger nor dying sorrow in his eyes, just staring at the man in a Confucian shirt indifferently.

At the same time, an elixir in Wei Suifeng's body beat wildly, emitting a burst of dazzling light, and the brilliance could even be seen from the outside The blood vessels and internal organs in Wei Suifeng's body were so strong that a terrifying aura erupted from Wei Suifeng's body, and it was about to burst open.

It is to burn the jade with the man in the Confucian shirt and die together!

"I, Wei with the wind, have defeated countless enemies in half my life, and have the position of the leader of the alliance, and half my life has been chasing the Central Plains, and I have won the unification of the Candle Country. The top of the mountains casts the bell mountain order to be called the hero, which is called the Candle Country Wukui. Life is worthy of the sky, death is worthy of the earth, as a martial artist of the Candle Country, even if the limit is approaching, he can only die on the battlefield, how can he be old on the sickbed!"

Wei Suifeng laughed, extremely happy, and as soon as his mind moved, he was about to detonate the pill.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of shouts from the sky:

"Stop!"

Then a bow and arrow came through the clouds like lightning, directly piercing the arm of the man in Confucian shirt, the man in Confucian shirt was desperately trying to flee back, but at this moment he was pierced through the arm by an arrow, and was nailed to the ground at once, but he still didn't care, he didn't immediately pull out the bow and arrow, but his legs kicked back desperately, looking at Wei Suifeng, who was like a demon god in front of him, his heart was broken, and his eyes were terrified.

Wei Suifeng heard this familiar voice, hesitated a few times, and finally did not detonate the pill in his body, and let it be extinguished like water. As the Nine Links shattered into countless points of light, Wei Suifeng finally couldn't support it anymore and fell backwards.

At this time, a figure fell from the sky and gently fell in front of Wei Suifeng's body, supporting the tall body that was about to fall.

The wind is bleak, the dark clouds cover the moon, and the clouds cover the sky and the earth.

"Master"

A desolate and sad voice sounded, and the sound spread to the four fields, and it was extremely sad.