Dark clouds were thick, thunder was rolling, and a drizzle was falling in the sky.

Walking on the mountain road, Feng Wuchen and several people talked and laughed all the way, unhurried, not affected by the bad weather at all, and did not have the slightest intention of hiding from the rain.

"Feng Wuchen, you are so powerful!" Feng Qiliu admired Feng Wuchen from the bottom of his heart, the latter had unconsciously surpassed Feng Changfeng and became the person he admired the most. The reason why he admires Feng Wuchen so much is naturally related to the latter's cultivation and repeated victories, but more importantly, the latter's "audacity and recklessness", Feng Wuchen is not afraid of "power" at all, and has repeatedly defeated those hot descendants, not to mention, and beat them all embarrassed, disgraced, and self-ashamed, even women have not let go......

"Where is it?" Feng Wuchen said a little shyly. He naturally didn't know what Feng Qiliu was thinking, he thought that the latter was just purely praising his cultivation and ability to adapt to changes!

"You are indeed very powerful!" Feng Qiliu said very seriously. His serious expression disappointed Hou Tao on the side, which made the latter lose the opportunity to laugh at Feng Wuchen and the two of them.

Feng Wuchen scratched his head, and said with a blushing face: "It's just luck!"

Although he is very modest in his words, he is happy in his heart, and he is convinced that he is very powerful.

"Your opponent tomorrow is Feng Qixiong, he has been practicing in the Kun Immortal Academy in the White Tiger Hezhou, I don't know much about his details, I only know that he has a heaven-level low-grade earth attribute spiritual vein, and his cultivation is equivalent to that of you. I don't know if he has a magic weapon," Speaking of this, Feng Qiliu smiled self-deprecatingly, "He is different from me, of course there will be a magic weapon, but he has never used it since the competition, I don't know what his magic weapon looks like!"

"What's so great about having a magic weapon!" Hou Tao sneered, "Don't be discouraged, sooner or later we will all have our own magic weapon!"

"That's it, Brother Dead Monkey is right!" Ma Yu'er also comforted. It's just that when she comforted one person, she invisibly hurt another person, and the person who was injured was naturally Hou Tao! However, Ma Yuer didn't have a heart, and with Duguyang's unremitting efforts, she didn't know what Hou Tao's real name was.

Feng Wuchen and Bai Shu also nodded kindly.

"Thank you!" Feng Qiliu's heart warmed, "Will you peach tree still accept new people?"

"This ......" Hou Tao looked very embarrassed, "It will be very difficult to enter our peach tree, and we must pass our strict assessments!"

"That's it!" Feng Qiliu sighed, "Then forget it!"

"How can you give up easily!" Hou Tao was a little anxious, "For the sake of us all being so familiar, I'll reduce some assessments for you!"

Feng Wuchen next to him was already laughing and bent over.

Feng Qiliu also found some clues, and said with a sad face: "My qualifications are dull, I'm afraid I won't even be able to pass a level, so I'd better save some face and give up myself!"

"You, how can you look down on yourself so much, I'll just reduce the difficulty for you!" Hou Tao began to regret his "pretense of reserve".

"This ......" Feng Qiliu felt like he was on a thief ship.

The sun rose lazily from the wet clouds and lazily cast a soft golden glow.

The Qingyu River in Xianma Mountain is a mess, which makes people can't bear to look at it directly.

The broken wooden houses built at random really couldn't withstand the baptism of the wind and rain, and all the wooden houses built by the wind and dust and Hou Tao were all turned into a pile of messy broken wooden planks in the wind and rain.

Although the houses built by these people are very bad, they are very active, and they have done a lot of work.

As a result, thirty percent of the wooden houses here have ceased to exist overnight.

It is a kind of desolation: when the thunder rolls and the rain pours, the owner sees that the house on which he depends for shelter suddenly and unjustly abandons him when he needs it most.

It is also a relief that breathes a sigh of relief: when the owner of the house has finally waited for what is supposed to happen, all the fears and worries are finally gone.

It's also a kind of anger that clenches your fists and gritted your teeth: "You boys get out of here......"

However, all the angry rants were in vain, for the weak-hearted initiators had slipped away long after their houses had collapsed.

......

A few chickens scrambled into the crowded room of Feng Qiliu.

Hou Tao wiped his wet face with his wet sleeves, wiped it wetter and wetter, cleared his throat again, and then said to Feng Qiliu in a serious manner amid the rolling thunder: "Wicker, you must be very excited that you finally joined the Peach Tree Club today, right?"

Feng Qiliu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Hou Tao with lightning speed: "It's certain that you are excited about such a big thing, don't be embarrassed, if you are so excited, you must have a lot to say, and you can't sleep all night, right?"

"I ......"

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed to admit it!"

Obviously, the speed of Feng Qiliu's reaction was still too slow compared to Hou Tao.

"You've almost guessed why we're here in the pouring rain, right?" Without giving the other party a chance to speak, Hou Tao continued, "Yes, we're just drinking with you to spend this long night!"

"This ......" Feng Qiliu glanced at the crowded room and scratched his head embarrassedly, "Thank you, it's just a little crowded!"

"It's okay, it's okay, what's wrong with us for the sake of our brothers!" Hou Tao said in a righteous manner.

Several other homeless chickens secretly gave a thumbs up to Hou Tao.

Although he was protected from the wind and rain all night, he had a place to stay, but this place was too small, not to mention every space to turn over, even his legs couldn't be straightened, and he was suffocated to death by Feng Wuchen all night, and he was in pain all over his body when he slept all over, if he wasn't too tired during the day, he would definitely be sleepless all night like the wind and willows.

However, the reason why Feng Qiliu stayed awake all night was not all because there was no place to put his feet, but more because the night was too lively, Hou Tao and Duguyang snored desperately, and the other spared no effort to grind their teeth, "Qin Se and Ming" all night.

"Wicker, I said it, you are really too excited, you can't sleep at all!" Hou Tao yawned, looking like he was in control.

"I ...... Forget it......" Feng Qiliu sighed weakly.

......

Before the time came, Feng Wuchen came to War Horse Mountain, yawning, twisting his neck, and shaking his waist all the way, giving people a feeling of an old dragon clock.

Feng Wuchen thought that he had come so early, and he would definitely be able to enjoy the freshness and tranquility of "empty mountains and new rains" for a while. However, the fact is that it is difficult for him to even get close to his "Yi Chou".

While being surprised, Feng Wuchen was also a little puzzled: "What's wrong with these people? Is it so important to them who wins and loses? Could it be that they all have a very good relationship with Feng Qixiong?"

In fact, Feng Wuchen didn't know that most of these enthusiastic officials did not have a particularly good relationship with Feng Qixiong, but had a particularly good relationship with money. Now that the two powerhouses have come to a fight, the game is nearing its end, and they are no longer keeping, and they have all seized the last opportunity to make a fortune and bet heavily.

Of course, the reason why Feng Wuchen came to the ring so early was not all because he liked the empty mountain after the new rain, but more because he wanted to "meet" the beautiful woman he had in mind.

However, the "chance encounter" was really not easy, he searched all the cherry blossom trees near the left, shuttled through the crowd several times, and he didn't find that figure until the presiding elder appeared.

A dull horn sounded, and Feng Wuchen shook his head gently, thinking that she must have been entangled in something particularly important, and she couldn't get out at all.

The smiling presiding elder in the ring said in a majestic voice: "The children of the contestants are full of wind and dust!"

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, tapped his feet on the ground, and jumped into the ring. The moment before he landed, Feng Qixiong had already landed opposite him.

This is a beautiful young man, with a slender figure, more than a head taller than Feng Wuchen, white and tender skin, willow eyebrows, slender eyes, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, long hair and shawl like a waterfall, and it is really a good skin bag with a delicate and beautiful face.

When he first saw Feng Qixiong, Feng Wuchen was a little suspicious that he was not a man, but a woman wearing men's clothes, and even suspected that he had entered the ring by mistake.

"Boy, have you seen enough?" Feng Qixiong said coldly.

Feng Wuchen quickly put away his curious gaze, and lowered his head weakly, he felt that he must be blushing.

"Game on!"

Before the words fell, Feng Qixiong flipped his palms, and there was a small yellow cloth bag in his left hand, and in his right hand was a huge yellow axe, the axe handle bowl mouth was thick, and it was seven feet long, even in the hands of a person like Feng Qixiong, it seemed too long, the axe was the size of half a grinding plate, and Feng Qixiong was even weaker in front of it, and the yellow axe was engraved with dense runes, and the light circulated between people couldn't help but feel depressed, and they couldn't see through.

As soon as the yellow axe came out, the audience was boiling.

"What kind of magic weapon is this yellow axe?" "This feels like it's definitely not a magic weapon!It should be a magic weapon!" "Is it a yellow tiger axe?" "It seems to be a yellow tiger axe......

"Boy, if you don't want to lose arms and legs, surrender now!, otherwise, hum ......" Feng Qixiong's smile was very gloomy.

"Just let the horses come!" Feng Wuchen said with Bai Jian in his hand, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Suffer death!"

Feng Qixiong sneered and threw the cloth bag in his left hand into the air, and slapped a handprint at the cloth bag from afar. The sack then opened its mouth, and the yellow sand rolled down, like a waterfall that rushed down to 3,000 feet.

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, although he didn't know what the hell Feng Qixiong was trying to do, he knew that he must not let this guy do whatever he wanted. He quickly formed a handprint with both hands, and let out a soft shout, "The wind blows away", and a gust of wind suddenly rolled up from behind him, and in an instant, the rootless yellow sand was blown away, and the sky was full of ......