Because of a piece of cured meat, Dong Erfat was sulking for a long time, and in the next few days, he spoke in a weird way, and everyone knew about his temperament, and they were not angry, so they laughed at it.

Zhao Xifeng was still in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, always stopping suddenly when walking with the car, holding his waist with his right hand, the whole person kept trembling, and his expression was struggling. Cao Xiyun explained to everyone that it was a sign that the sword move was about to be successful, and asked everyone not to provoke him as much as possible, so Sun Wenzhen carefully untied Zhao Xifeng's Panlong sword and hid it in the carriage, so as not to prevent Zhao Xifeng from being unable to control his sword intent and suddenly make a move to hurt people in an unconscious state.

For Zhao Xifeng's last "sword" at dinner that day, although Dong Erpang and Gu Qingyuan were not convinced, after all, it was a "surprise attack" when the two were wrestling, but they also admired it in their hearts, from Zhao Xifeng's first glimpse of the way of the sword, to the current "one sword" with full form and meaning, the time was only three days! This speed is enough to make the so-called geniuses of other sword cultivation sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty embarrassed.

"This kid, since he started practicing swords, he hasn't said a word, and it's boring to rush this way. Dong Erpang let out a big breath of white air in the air, shook his head and sighed, he and Zhao Xifeng have been fighting since childhood, although they have lost more and won less, but they have also cultivated the friendship behind them in the process, in the team of the trip to Kyoto, only these two people talked about the most, and now after Zhao Xifeng is settled, Erpang raised his eyes and looked around, Gu Qingyuan is a nerd, he either reads or practices on weekdays, and he doesn't say more than Zhao Xifeng at this time, and Sun Wenzhen's mouth full of business and cooking scriptures He can't answer at all, thinking about it, he can only chat with Cao Xiyun and fart。

Cao Xiyun condensed the white qi that Dong Er Fat came out with Yuan Ling in the air, pinched out the shape of a turtle, and then slapped it back on the little fat man, and said with a smile: "You don't understand this, not to mention that in the state of approval, the cultivator has no consciousness to take the initiative to speak, even if he can speak, no one will do this, there is such a popular saying in the cultivation world, the mouth is really open, and the tongue is chaotic, once this innate vitality escapes from between the lips and teeth, and then wants to find it, it is even more difficult, now you understand, why can't you approve?" In addition to thinking about eating all day long, talking too much is also one of the reasons. ”

Dong Erpang snorted, rarely did not refute, but frowned and lowered his head.

"Yo, Brother Dong, what's wrong?" Cao Xiyun stepped forward and gently patted Dong Erpang's shoulder.

After pondering for a long time, Dong Erpang said in frustration: "Lao Cao, you don't know, Fengzi, the little bookbag, me and the old grandson over there were all taught by a master, and we started on the same day, but..."

"But they can always get in front of you?" Cao Xiyun asked softly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Well," Dong Erpang nodded, and continued, "I'm not the kind of person who can't see friends stronger than me, what kind of character does my Dong Ye have, who doesn't know in his hometown? It's just that after practicing, whenever I do it with others, I haven't won, earlier Zhong Jiaoxi took us to participate in a study test, except for the girl, I lost, and then I didn't win a game all the way to the small bookbag, I really worked hard last night, or was stabbed by Fengzi with a chopstick, alas. ”

Speaking of this, Dong Erpang sighed, for the first time since the practice, his eyes were a little red, Cao Xiyun patted Dong Erpang's head, full of comfort, he fully understood Dong Erpang's emotion, along the way, how Dong Erpang worked hard to practice, everyone saw it, every morning, except for Sun Wenzhen, who needed to cook, Dong Erpang must be the first to get up, first sat cross-legged pranayama, reviewed the lower body decision, in the boring practice of pulling the car, Dong Erpang has always been the person who contributed the most, and he never stopped without squeezing out the last trace of Yuan Ling and physical strength, sometimes even if Zhong Li shouted to stop, it was useless, several times, Cao Xiyun found that this little fat man was extremely sore due to excessive physical exertion, and he couldn't sleep.

It can be said that although Dong Erpang's talent is not as good as Zhao Xifeng and Gu Qingyuan, he is not inferior in diligence, and even surpasses.

"Do you know, the first time I touched the sword, I was considered to be a natural swordsman, the kind that will go down in history," Cao Xiyun made a chest up, and said proudly, just with oily hair, he looked a little nondescript, "However, before my first killing, I had never won a sword match, including that battle for fame." ”

The battle of fame in his mouth is naturally the shocking battle that made Cheye Da Zhou's first Zhiwei at the beginning.

At this point, the students who didn't know Cao Xiyun's true identity didn't feel anything, but Zhong Li was quite surprised and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Dong Erpang couldn't care about his little emotions, raised his head and asked in surprise: "That's it, Lao Cao, in order to comfort me, there is no need to put yourself in, I have seen you shoot, it is really powerful, if you want to say that you have been surrounded by perverts who are more powerful than you since you were a child, I don't believe it." ”

"No, they're not as good as me," Cao Xiyun shook his head and sighed, "It's just that the sword I practiced was not for competition, it was for killing." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed, Dong Erpang stared at his eyes and opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

Cao Xiyun smiled and continued: "That's right, this set of laws cultivated by Brother Dong, if I read it correctly, should be gravity and not heavy skills, and in the exchange with his companions, he can't go all out no matter what, and he will naturally lose a hundred battles." ”

Dong Erpang shook his head and said: "No, my family knows my own affairs, and I have done my best every time I compete, there is nothing to say about this, it is indeed inferior to others." ”

"Is that really the case?" Cao Xiyun narrowed his eyes with a smile.

In an instant, Dong Er's fat and cold hair stood upside down, and a majestic killing intent like an abyss enveloped his whole body, and a touch of clarity in the spiritual platform was crumbling, and he could be blown away by the rain and wind at any time.

At this moment, Cao Xiyun, the source of the killing intent, pushed it with a palm, and the overwhelming Yuan Ling immediately came to Dong Erfat's eyes, if he didn't resist, the little fat man would become a dead fat man in an instant!

Without thinking too much, Dong Er's fat tiger roared and met Zhao Xiyun's palm with a punch.

Cao Xiyun withdrew his palm, turned around, retreated sideways, avoided the punch, and stood still with a hippie smile on the side, as if the killing intent had never existed just now.

"Lao Cao, you're crazy!" Dong Erpang turned around and scolded angrily, and he was about to beat him when he came up.

Cao Xiyun pressed Dong Erpang with one hand to prevent him from getting close, and pointed to the direction of Dong Erpang's punch with the other.

The second fat looked back, and was dumbfounded, above the wilderness, a deep ditch five feet deep, one zhang wide, and dozens of zhang long, spread from the place where Fang had just punched into the distance!

Next to the ravine, Sun Wenzhen sat on the ground, her face was like earth, Gu Qingyuan's rare expression was solemn, and even Zhong Li stood up.

"This is your full strength," Cao Xiyun raised his eyebrows, "If you don't see life and death, you don't make this punch, in your group, except for this little girl, the real battle of life and death should be your first combat power." ”

Dong Erpang clasped his hands tightly, and his blood was boiling.