"Didn't you hear clearly? Okay, I'll repeat it, add another 50,000 to the inner door!"

Is it worth 350,000 Xuanjing to buy a place in the inner gate of Huayang Heavenly Sect?

Mao Zhenhuang didn't know, but he knew that before he participated in the official record of Huayang Tianzong, as long as this sentence was released, there would be a long queue in front of him to send money.

"The bandits also know how to trickle the water!"

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at it and said, "Am I not in the long stream?"

“........”

Fu Lei wants to kill!

Looking at his underwhelming face, he forced his anger down and said: "Mao Zhenhuang! My sister is Wang Daoning's Taoist companion, Wang Daoning is your brother, and you are Wang Dongzhen's righteous son, you won't cheat me like this with such a kinship, right?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked back and said playfully: "Call brother! Otherwise, there may be some fluctuations in this value." ”

"That's not what a brother should do. "Fu Lei has lived so much, today he has seen what it means to die and ask for money.

"It's true that this is not what a brother should do, but after I send you to the blue platform, you should tell your grandfather Chun Yuzi Zhenren about the situation here, and he will tell you whether the extra 50,000 is worth it, if your grandfather says it's not worth it, I Mao Zhenhuang didn't say anything about your Fu Lei's 300,000 plus those two pills, if he says it's worth it, I don't feel that you need to be in my bottom at this time." ”

Looking at the five yellow platforms, at this time it has reached half the height of the clouds, and there are seven or eight people fighting to the death under any of them, and Mao Zhenhuang saw a familiar figure under one of them.

Constant!

However, at this time, Guan Heng was a little miserable, the inner door robe of the Guanlou Sect had long been invisible, holding a Zheng Zheng short horizontal knife, hanging on his right arm, and there was no complete skin on his body, and even more so, his right chest was directly pierced by whose flying sword, and a large stream of blood dripped down his body to his feet, making a big puddle of yin red in front of him.

It's so tragic, but the other party still faces the three of them alone with a knife and half squatting.

This is a man!

The man who walked down from the battlefield of Daliang never shouted a word of pain, and he didn't even have a grinning expression, some just had a touch of cruelty in his eyes!

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the high platform that was not waiting for anyone to rise slowly, and said to Guan Heng is sideways: "Even if you win in the end, you can't go up to this high platform." ”

He never thought this person would come this far!

And Huayang Tianzong Zhenglu has come over so many levels, and this person is also the only swordsman he has seen.

"My knife hasn't broken yet!"

Guan Heng looked at this familiar figure talking to him, and his eyes lit up with a miserable laugh.

"Haha~~ yes, the knife hasn't broken yet. How about getting acquainted with each other again?"

"Yes! ”

Guan Heng smiled, this is the first time that the fat man in front of him is looking at himself, and he is also giving him the greatest respect.

Respect as a monk stationed in the back of the sword!

"Hello Guan Heng, I am your master Mao Zhenhuang. With a loud shout, Mao Zhenhuang held one hand for a while, and the eight pillars of dragon fire behind him scorched the sky, and they descended towards the three people in front of Guan Heng.

Three!

One person is in the sky, one person is clear, and the other person is scattered.

There are still five people next to it, and these nine people are fighting for Huangtai 352.

This is the second place in the outer gate of Huayang Tianzong, and its front Mao Zhenhuang can already see the blue platform that has just slowly ascended to one-third of the road.

And there are more desperate people in that place!

"An dare?"

"Don't be nosy with the view of the building!"

"Your uncle's is the treasure of Jindan!"

.......

There was a noise in his ears, looking at the fact that there was not even a "knowing" among them, Mao Zhenhuang was too lazy to take care of it, one person was a pillar of dragon fire through the sky, and he chased eight more earthly knives against these eight people in his hands.

Tom tom eight loud bangs in a row!

The inverted flames of the Tongtian Dragon Fire Pillar directly smashed out eight large pits in front of Guan Heng's body, and there were two dead corpses on the spot, and two more people were brushed by the blazing heavenly fire, and there was a terrible howl beside them, and the other four people didn't know whether they had the ability or were cautious, and they fled instantly when the Tongtian Dragon Fire Pillar did not fall, and they didn't even look back.

"Brother Yingwu, one person fights alone and builds eight foundations, and it is also a rare existence to look at the previous Huayang Tianzong Zhenglu. Looking at Fu Lei, who was stunned, he turned his head to Mao Zhenhuang for a while.

"Don't fucking fart, I can beat twenty of you like this! But Zhengxiao Sect Weiqiu, you know what state I was in when I met him. ”

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at his "three hundred and fifty thousand" angrily, raised his feet and walked under the pillar that had been cleaned, glanced at Guan Heng, who had completely collapsed to the ground, and looked at the high pillar that was almost out of sight.

Very high!

It is so high that it will make most people desperate, and of course, it also includes Guan Heng, who is about to be scrapped.

"I can't go up. Guan Heng's face choked on the ground, trying to raise his head to look up at Mao Zhenhuang's fat face, but he failed, and all he could see was the other party's calves.

"Can you still stand up?" Mao Zhenhuang squatted down and stuffed three neem pills into the other party's mouth, regardless of the misery that the other party swallowed mixed with blood.

"If you can gasp, you have strength!"

Very good elixir, the entrance is slightly cool, from the mouth and nose to the lungs, and then there is a burst of warmth, Guan Heng can clearly feel that in his tattered meridians, the operation of the aura is speeding up.

"That's good, I'll give you a ride!"

Mao Zhenhuang snorted at him, his hands pressed directly to the ground, and in Guan Heng's confusion, his body trembled for a while.

The earth and rocks cracked, the earth rolled, and Guan Heng felt that there was a fierce creature in the ground arching above him!

The Knife of the Pole Mountains!

It was originally a very powerful single spirit root technique, but the pre-time was too long, and Mao Zhenhuang, who was slipped out of his face by a bunch of people, could only use this as a great technique to exert his residual heat again.

"Thank you, master!"

Guan Heng supported his half-crippled body with his war knife, afraid that he would not hear it, and shouted at Mao Zhenhuang.

This may be a killing technique for others, but for him Guan Heng, it is a ladder to the sky!

"Master, I see that you are quite neat in your work, and when you enter Huayang Tianzong, you don't want to change to a clumsy person who pours tea and water. ”

Not to mention whether it was his servant or not, the other party was wearing the robe of the Guanlou Sect, and the courage to dare to fight eight people with a short horizontal sword was worth Mao Zhenhuang to send him on this journey, and he knew that the more he went on, the fewer swordsman monks with the same background as him would be.

Maybe Guan Heng will be the last one he will see!

And Guan Heng, who was far above the top of the clouds, heard Mao Zhenhuang's words, and hugged his fist at the figure that was gradually disappearing under him.

Between men, sometimes there is no need for too many words, as when the two met just now.

The phrase "get acquainted again" is enough to explain everything.

"Tsk~~~ Good life!"

Fu Lei stood on the side, seeing with his own eyes that this man named Guan Heng couldn't even pick up a knife, and saw Mao Zhenhuang send him straight to the sky.

The most important thing is that the other party didn't spend 350,000 Xuanyang Jingcan!

Not to mention 350,000, I didn't even spend a big son!

Didn't spend a single big son!!!

Fu Lei's heart was unbalanced in an instant, and when he turned his head to look at Mao Zhenhuang, there was infinite resentment in his eyes.

The righteous son of the father of his sister's Taoist couple, such a "pro" relationship, it actually costs 350,000 Xuanjing to pay his mother, where is the reason?

He felt that this was the end of the matter, and he should let his grandfather go to climb and get close to Wang Dongzhen!

"Young Master Fu, let's go?"

Looking at the resentment in Fu Lei's eyes, Mao Zhenhuang Yile, where did he not know where this resentment came from.

"I'll tell you that the dead fat man, the inner door must be in the top ten! Otherwise, the 350,000 Xuanjing, avoid rejecting the Stable Spirit Pill and the Fetal Foundation Soul Pill, you don't want to get your hands on it. ”

The customer is the uncle!

How can the fucking seller be an uncle, Fu Lei felt that he had confused the order, and he should correct the dead fat man in front of him.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Fu Lei, who was blowing up the thorns, and said with a sneer: "Hehe~~ I also picked it up, then you can change the master to pick up your!"

Lift your feet and go!

This Huayang Tianzong Zhenglu dared to talk to him ruthlessly, but there were few, and there was only one one he didn't dare to go back if he said ruthlessly, and that was Weiqiu!

It was definitely not him Fu Lei.

"Big brother, don't go, you are a bargain!"

"You can bargain! ”

"The top ten can't work, ten to twenty is okay, I said brother........"

........

Looking at Mao Zhenhuang, who even threw him off, Fu Lei instantly withered, and hurriedly caught up with the other party's figure and nodded his head.

In the midst of groveling, Fu Lei was aggrieved and wanted to know why the gap between people was so big!

Xuanjing is in place, and the relationship is in place, but in the end, she can't compare to a servant of the other party.

Is it so promising to be a domestic servant these days?

Fu Lei began to doubt life a little!