Late at night, starry.

Feng Wuchen hadn't fallen asleep yet, cross-legged in his newly built dilapidated nest, looking at the little frog in front of him in a daze. The little frog was lying wilted on top of the broken wooden stake, his whole body was oily green, and his body was covered with a layer of oil (all of Feng Wuchen's spitting stars), which was the Wind Wuchen's master, the wine fairy, who left him the sound transmission Gu.

Feng Wuchen once again took out the sound transmission Gu mouth and "sprayed indiscriminately", not because he wanted to torture it, but because he wanted to ask the wine immortal if he could repair his spiritual vein.

At first, after calling for a long time, the wine fairy didn't know if he didn't pay attention, or was delayed by other things, in short, he just didn't pay attention to him. It wasn't until he said that his spiritual veins were damaged that the wine fairy over there replied to his words. For this reason, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, thinking that this cheap master was really good, and he still cared so much about himself.

The wine fairy asked about the situation and was silent for a long time. After a long time, the wine fairy said very seriously: "According to what you said, there is only one place that can heal your spiritual vein?"

As soon as Feng Wuchen heard that he was still saved, he immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly said with some excitement: "Master, where?"

The wine fairy said lightly: "Immortal Bamboo Secret Realm!"

Feng Wuchen was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Over there, the wine immortal said again: "Isn't the Immortal Bamboo Secret Realm about to choose a palace guard?

Feng Wuchen originally wanted to explain to the wine fairy that he had already sold himself, and he couldn't choose the palace guard, and he couldn't enter the secret realm of immortal bamboo. However, he heard his deep concern for himself from the tone of the wine fairy, and he didn't want to let the wine fairy be disappointed again, so he just stubbornly said, "Yes!"

Now, Feng Wuchen looked at the little frog in a daze, three points because he felt that he was at a loss to the wine fairy; three points because he thought of Qin Miaoyin again, if it wasn't for Qin Miaoyin's timely help today, let alone winning the competition, even his own life would be difficult to protect; and four points were because of his own spiritual veins and wind rising, when he practiced Xuangong at night, there were signs of breakthrough in cultivation several times, but at the last moment, it was always a little bit worse, resulting in repeated failures, and tomorrow's opponent is Feng Sheng, and if he can't break through the cultivation, he will lose a few points of chance.

When he was worried, the spiritual power of the Qi Sea Seed was churning, and there were signs of breaking through, he frowned, and sighed silently.

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Thousand Maple Mountain.

Bai Yanzi stood by the window, looking at the direction of the Qingyu River through the window, her eyes flashing, shining, like stars in the sky.

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Beicang Mountain.

Fengsheng soaked in the blood pool, raised his head slightly, looked at the sky from a small hole, his eyes were fierce, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, under the background of the blood pool, like a demon, he suddenly whispered to himself: "It's okay!

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The east has just turned white, everything is still sleeping, and only the birds are "chirping" in the branches.

Feng Wuchen stood up, stretched, and slowly walked out of his broken nest. Opening the broken wooden plank, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Before the small nest, the face wash, silk towel, and breakfast were set up, and the two sides were full of people standing in two teams, almost all the people in Benma Mountain arrived, and his mother and ancestor were also in the ranks, and everyone looked at him quietly with warm and sweet smiles.

"You...... You ......"

"Boy, don't stand stupidly, I'll wait for you to eat!" Feng Changzhi said hatefully, although his tone seemed to be stern and reprimanded, but the smile on his face betrayed him, "Hurry up and eat, you have to behave well in the ring, if I let the old man find out that you are lazy, I can't spare you, old man!"

"Ancestor, are you going to see the competition today?" Feng Wuchen said with some surprise and some nervousness.

"Of course, not only the old man, but all of us, including your mother, will go!" said Feng Changzhi with a grin.

"Ah......h

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Under the leadership of Feng Changzhi, the group came to the "Jiazi Fight" on the top of War Horse Mountain, which attracted everyone's sideways eyes and discussions.

Today, there are only two competitions left in War Horse Mountain, and only the "Jiazi Fight" on the top of the mountain and the slightly lower "Yichou Fight" are in use. Therefore, all the spectators crowded to the top of the mountain, and not long after Feng Wuchen and his party went up the mountain, the entire mountain peak was blocked. Hou Tao was a little slower, and he almost couldn't squeeze in.

Squeezed to the edge of the ring, Feng Wuchen searched around, but he couldn't find Qin Miaoyin, but he saw Bai Yanzi in the corner of the viewing building, who was also looking at him, his eyes met, he quickly turned his face away, and pretended to have something to say to the people around him.

After waiting for a moment, a dull horn sounded, Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and jumped into the ring. After settling, the black shadow on the opposite side flashed and appeared in mid-air, like a roc with wings spread, powerful and imposing.

With a "bang", the black shadow fell on the ring, like a hill suddenly falling down, and the ring trembled. The black shadow clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it was the wind rising.

Feng Wuchen half-narrowed his eyes, and looked at Feng Sheng carefully without a trace, this guy in front of him not only damaged his spiritual vein, but also almost killed him, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his mortal enemy. As soon as he thought of this guy, he hated it so much that he wanted to avenge the day, but he couldn't kill this guy sooner. Now he finally had a chance, and the heavens sent his mortal enemy to him, but he suddenly became a little more jealous. I always felt that the wind rose at this time was a little different than before, but as for the specific difference, he couldn't say clearly.

Feng Sheng glanced at Feng Wuchen, and snorted coldly: "Little wild dog, I didn't expect that your defeated general would dare to come! Very good! Last time, you let you escape death, and you actually took the initiative to send it to the door again." This time, Lao Tzu will definitely take your dog's life!"

"Rotten sores donkey, your mouth is really big enough! Last time, if you hadn't schemed and secretly plotted against me, you could have defeated me?" Feng Wuchen hated back, "This time, new hatred and old hatred, the master will calculate it with you!"

The presiding elder raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at Feng Wuchen.

"Talking nonsense, looking for death!" Feng Sheng was annoyed and ashamed, and rushed forward with his double whip.

The presiding elder was very curious about the previous stories of these two people, and originally wanted to hear a few more words, but when he saw Fengsheng suddenly make a move, he couldn't help but be disappointed, so he hurriedly said: "Begin!" The figure flashed, and he arrived at the top of the viewing tower.

Today's viewing building was extremely crowded, and the people who came were all people of very high status, so that the presiding elder could only sit in a corner from afar, and he couldn't even get into the front row.

In the ring.

Feng Sheng killed Feng Wuchen in the blink of an eye, raised his double whip and made a move to chop the waves, just like the Erlang God who saved his mother wanted to split the peach mountain.

Feng Wuchen had the intention to test one or two, but he didn't resist hard, hurriedly ran his body, put his foot on the Feng Xun position, and dodged to the side. When he was not stable in his footing, he suddenly noticed something strange in the air, and knew that Fengsheng was performing the Tiger Might. Hurriedly put the wind and thunder trick in the body and the leisurely line into operation, the body carried the wind, and the wind contained a faint thunder light, the body flashed, and disappeared in place with a "whew".

There was a loud sound of "bang", as if the Jiutian Xuanhe River suddenly burst the embankment, and the rolling river fell in nine days, and a wave knocked down Wuyue Mountain.

Although the stone slab in the ring was hard and had the blessing of the formation, it still couldn't bear the strength, and it broke four or five pieces in response, and the broken stones flew wildly, and even the entire War Horse Mountain shook violently.

Under the ring, everyone was shocked.

Someone was stunned and said: "Fengsheng is really powerful! If it hits someone this time, it must not smash that person into a pile of mud!"

Someone exclaimed: "The speed of the wind is so fast, this can also be avoided!"

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in his heart: "This guy is really much more powerful than before!"

Feng Sheng stared at Feng Wuchen, with a little surprise hidden in the depths of his eyes, and secretly surprised: "Recently, the power of the Tiger Wei Sutra has increased a lot, and moreover, the cultivation has also steadily improved by one level. Although the blow just now didn't use all his strength, this country boy was able to escape easily, and it was obvious that his speed was much faster than before!"

"Rotten sore, you're just like that!" Feng Wuchen said with great disdain on his face, "I don't know, with your little ability, do you dare to bet with the master to win or lose?"

"Little wild dog, you really don't know whether to live or die!" Feng Sheng squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, each word seemed to carry a dazzling spark, and with a turn of the double whip, he was about to rush over again.

Feng Wuchen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Sure enough, I'm afraid of losing!"

Feng Sheng frowned, stared at Feng Wuchen, and said with contempt: "Joke! Lao Tzu will be afraid of losing to you this useless wild dog? What a big joke! However, Lao Tzu is curious about what you want to bet with Lao Tzu?"

"Bet on this!" Feng Wuchen stretched out his right hand and raised the jade ruler.

Feng Sheng looked at it carefully, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, his face was silent, and he said coldly: "How do you want to bet?"

"If you win me, this jade ruler belongs to you!" Feng Wuchen saw that Feng Sheng had finally taken the bait, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "But if I win, you will immediately obediently release the three of Wushan Eagle, Golden Lion and Black Wind Leopard!"

Feng Sheng glanced at Feng Wuchen coldly, and said: "I didn't expect that you, a country boy, are quite well-informed, the three of them have indeed been captured by me, and they will soon become Lao Tzu's tonic, Lao Tzu ate their hearts and drank their blood!"

"...... you" Feng Wuchen suppressed his anger, "Do you dare to bet?"

"Why don't you dare?" Feng Sheng said disdainfully, "It's just that you take a jade ruler and want to bet on my three-flavor tonic, but I have a big loss, and I can't make it!"

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple, three for three! You take three jade rulers, I'll take three demon beasts! That's fair!" Feng Sheng said with a resolute and uncompromising look.

Although Feng Wuchen had expected that it might be like this, he couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart: "Damn thief fox!" but he pretended to hesitate on his face.

Feng Sheng urged: "Little wild dog, manly man, just say a word, like you, don't be decent! Don't delay Lao Tzu's time here, Lao Tzu is still in a hurry to go back to pump their tendons and pick their skins!"

Feng Wuchen was "in a dilemma" for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay!

Feng Sheng was secretly happy, his face was still silent, and he said: "There is no evidence for empty words, you have to set up a document!"

Feng Wuchen said in his heart: "You say, it's no better!" hesitated for a moment, and nodded reluctantly.