Feng Sheng glanced at the scattered thunder light, fought hard, temporarily forced Feng Wuchen back, looked at the latter with interest and said: "I still have some ability, and I am barely worthy of letting Lao Tzu use all his strength!" As he spoke, he kicked the ground, and the entire ring shook for a while, making a move "Dragon and Tiger", and rushed to Feng Wuchen again.

The wind is dust-free and Xuangong is about to make a move to "return to the ship and turn the rudder" to resist, but he sees that the momentum of the wind is rising, and after a while, it rises from the seventh layer of the foundation building period to the eighth layer of the foundation building period. Frightened, he hurriedly shook off the ankle chain on his ankle, ran Xuangong with all his might, and changed his trick to "pluck the willow and pick the flowers", and his own momentum suddenly rose from the sixth layer to the seventh layer during the foundation building period.

Last night, after Feng Wuchen chatted with the wine immortal, he knew that his spiritual veins were damaged, and it was extremely difficult to break through, so he had already given up the idea of breaking through his cultivation. However, providence makes people, and he can't get it when he wants to, but when he is about to give up, he successfully completes a breakthrough. After the breakthrough, he was very happy, and he couldn't wait to tell everyone he knew right away.

After a while, after a little calm, he suddenly had a new idea. I thought to myself: "I just broke through my cultivation, and no one else knows about it, so why don't I hide my cultivation and hide it from everyone." When I get to the ring tomorrow and the wind rises and relaxes, wouldn't it be good for me to suddenly exert all my strength and defeat him while he is unprepared?"

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, so he happily hid it from everyone, and planned to achieve miraculous results in the ring, but he never thought that Fengsheng actually hid his cultivation, and his intentions were probably the same as his.

Unexpectedly, a pair of people who regarded each other as mortal enemies actually thought of each other.

The whips crossed paths again, and both of them were shocked.

Under the ring, the pot exploded in an instant, as if seven or eight hornet's nests had been poked open at the same time.

Someone said: "When did Fengsheng's cultivation reach the eighth layer of the foundation building period, it is really hidden!"

Someone said: "That Feng Wuchen actually quietly improved his cultivation, and with the cultivation of the seventh layer in the foundation building period, his scheming is really heavy enough!"

Hou Tao was surprised by Feng Sheng's deep hiding and worried about Feng Wuchen's safety one moment ago, and the next moment he was suddenly shocked by Feng Wuchen's cultivation, and his heart seemed to be hanging fifteen buckets, seven up and eight down, it was difficult to calm down for a while, and he said to Bai Shu sneeringly: "Little guinea pig, do you know when the pervert has the cultivation of the seventh layer of the foundation building period?"

Bai Shu shook his head in surprise and said, "I don't know!"

Feng Changzhi looked happy, nodded with a look of relief, and muttered in a low voice: "Stinky boy, even I was deceived!" Turning his face, he saw that Jiang Yun'er was already crying and his eyes were swollen, and he sighed secretly and said, "Yu'er, you and your father should send your aunt back first!"

Feng Weilong bowed down and said "yes".

Feng Yu'er looked unhappy, pouted and was about to resist, but was pulled over by his father. She had to help her aunt go out together, Jiang Yun'er didn't want to go, but she was afraid that everyone would worry about her, and secretly hated herself for being useless, so she hesitated for a while, and finally squeezed out with Feng Weilong and Feng Yu'er.

Out of the crowd, Jiang Yun'er took a deep breath and said with a crying voice: "You guys just stay here! I'll just go back alone!"

Feng Weilong said: "It's okay, let's go back first, prepare a big table of dishes, and wait for Wuchen to go back to celebrate his achievements!"

Feng Yu'er said very obediently: "That's it, that's it, I don't want to stay here anymore, although Brother Wuchen can win every time, but the process is so worrying every time, it's really too torturous, it's better to go home and wait for his good news!"

Jiang Yun'er nodded gratefully, and the three of them walked down the mountain together. Along the way, Jiang Yun'er stopped and stopped, and couldn't help but look back. Along the way, she begged all the gods and Buddhas she called unnamed, and she didn't even let go of the little ghosts in the underworld!

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen and Feng Sheng were at a stalemate, each taking a few steps back, both looking at each other in shock, and secretly scolding each other in their hearts for being too cunning and treacherous.

Feng Sheng twisted his neck, moved his muscles, and said, "Little wild dog, if this is your ability to press the bottom of the box, then you can die!"

Feng Sheng here didn't say anything, and Feng Wuchen counted "thirteen" in his heart, so he used Xuan Gong to kill it first. Feng Sheng sneered, thinking: "You kid still want to take advantage of the fact that I launched the Tiger Power Sutra and the power was not strong like last time, but I can't!"

Feng Wuchen was not surprised, and thought, "This is very good, but I sent it to the door myself!" hurriedly released the jade ruler while casting the Flame Moon Bending Knife, and all of them greeted the flying sword.

The flying sword was in the air, and instead of shooting at Feng Wuchen, it circled, dodging all the attacks, and shot at Feng Sheng. Fengsheng threw the two whips in the air, his hands made a seal, and the green light of the two whips and a sword flashed, and they actually merged together in the air, becoming a spear, tightly fitting, as if they were one. Feng Sheng grabbed it in his hand, shook the barrel of the gun, and made a big move, the spiritual power was agitated, the cold light was dazzling, and the power was amazing.

Watching the battle upstairs, although most of them are well-informed old guys, they are still a little shocked when they see this scene.

An old man with a beard longer than his hair said: "Feng Changli Although this old thing has not been refined with a giant sword, it has been ingenious to refine such a magic weapon, and it must have invested a lot of money!"

The other old man smiled and said, "What the elder said is true! I heard that the old boy has not bothered much in the past three years!"

Another person said: "I don't owe a lot of favors! That old boy borrowed a piece of green ice and black iron from me last year, and he hasn't paid me back yet!"

"This wind Changzhi is going to cry!"

Bai Yanzi heard everyone's words word for word, her eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and she secretly prayed: "Wind and dust, you must win!"

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen's heart sank, and he secretly said, "Not good!"

Fengsheng grinned, and made a move "Jiaolong out of the sea", spearheaded, and rushed up suddenly, heading straight for Feng Wuchen. When Feng Wuchen saw the ferocity, he stepped away, his feet on the fire a little off-the-beaten, trying to dodge. Feng Sheng turned the spear slightly, and the yellow rune on the spearhead flashed, and a ray of green light shone on Feng Wuchen's body. Feng Wuchen suddenly felt a weight all over his body, as if he had suddenly been pressed on a thousand pounds, and his body immediately slowed down.

The spear instantly killed Feng Wuchen's back heart, and Feng Wuchen suddenly burst into a revenant, while running his body to dodge with all his might, he turned back under his armpit, and used a move to "return to the ship and turn the rudder", while controlling the Flame Moon Curver Knife to cut the wind straight away.

With a "snap", Feng Wuchen narrowly blocked the spearhead, and used his strength to dodge the ruler, but before he landed, Feng Sheng suddenly made a move to sweep away thousands of troops. The wind has no dust to hide, so he has to use a trick to "raise fire and burn the sky" to block.

With a "bang", Feng Wuchen was directly swept away by the gun, retreated more than a dozen steps, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. Feng Sheng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and in one fell swoop, Feng Wuchen's life was killed, and three fiery knives arrived in time to temporarily block him. Feng Wuchen hurriedly adjusted his breath and prepared to meet the enemy again.

Under the ring.

Exclamations came and went.

Some people are both envious and yearning: "The magic weapon in Fengsheng's hand is too powerful!"

Someone was overjoyed and said, "I lost all my money!"

Someone sighed and said: "Even if you bet all of them, you won't lose much, and the money that was lost by Feng Wuchen's bastard pit in front of you can't be won back anyway!"

Someone said: "Two days later, isn't there another one, then bet again, won't you win back!"

The man who spoke before pursed his lips and said: "What kind of goods are the two people in that ring, one is Feng Qi Liu, the other is Feng Qi Xuan, one is not as good as one, even Feng Wuchen and that bastard can't compare, the loss will only be less, it is very likely that after this time, no one will be willing to sit in the bank, who will do that loss-making business!"

On the other side, Hou Tao and the others, one by one, raised their hearts to their throats, staring at the ring nervously, secretly cheering for Feng Wuchen, and no one said a word.

Spectate the game upstairs.

Bai Yanzi's face was a little pale, and the Iron and Wood Divine Skill had already been in a mess. Beside her, Huo'er tugged at her sleeve and signaled her to be relieved. She shook her head bitterly, where could she be relieved in this situation.

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen was chased and beaten everywhere by the wind rising, and he didn't have much power to fight back at all, and after a few rounds, although he narrowly saved his life, he was covered in injuries and blood everywhere, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Feng Sheng shook his spear, threw it on the ground, stared at Feng Wuchen with great interest, and said, "Little wild dog, do you have any last words? For the sake of you having to give me three jade rulers, Lao Tzu will be kind and help you take them out!"

Feng Wuchen stared at Feng Sheng, Feng Sheng looked back coldly, only to see Feng Wuchen's eyes black and white, clear and sharp, just like his name, spotless, like a pool of clear pools. Feng Sheng was angry in his heart, and thought disdainfully: "How can such a little wild dog be equipped with such eyes, wait a while, Lao Tzu will gouge out his eyes before killing him!"

Feng Wuchen took a sip and said, "Rotten sores donkey, it's up to you to talk about the last words!

"When you are dying, you dare to be so arrogant, good, very good, Lao Tzu will dig out your dog's eyes first!" Turning the spear body halfway, the spearhead sprinkled green light to cover the wind without dust again.

Feng Wuchen's movements were slow, and he was obviously restrained again. The wind rises but moves quickly, like a fierce demon beast. One is slow and one is fast, one is weak and one is strong, and the high and low are immediate, seeing that the wind is dustless, this time it is going to be more auspicious!

Spectate the game upstairs.

Many old men secretly shook their heads, thinking, "Another good seedling is about to die!"

Bai Yanzi bit her lower lip tightly, and there was faint blood oozing out.

Under the ring.

Feng Changzhi suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly went up to the viewing tower.