As soon as Huang Fuxu's words came out, Leng Wenbai and Chen Mo felt a sharp and unparalleled fierce temperament emanating from Huang Fuxu, if ordinary people said this kind of thing, it would be smiling and generous, and they would not be able to measure their own strength, but the leader of Huangfu Xu's dignified side of the force is a child of a thousand-year-old family, if he is not sure, he will never say such a thing.

Leng Wenbai's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, "Oh? What the prince of the emperor said is true? Gan Yunting is a congenital fourth-layer master, who has been in battle for a long time, and is really fierce and fierce in a battle king, which is not a fraction worse than Qiu Wanchun;

Shan Xicheng is a disciple of the Drifting Snow Sword School, with the beautiful and murderous swordsmanship of the Snow Drifting World, known as the Drifting Snow Prince, and he is not an idle person.

The last Zheng Wangsun martial arts are a little weaker, but there are also innate three layers, and he has been the head of the Tianxing Gang for a long time, his martial arts are one and the same, tempered thousands of times, and it is also very difficult, the prince of the emperor dares to say that it is better than these three people joining forces?"

Chen Mo also showed a trace of suspicion on the side, Huangfu Xu's realm is indeed only the second layer of innate, and having this kind of cultivation at this age can be called a peerless genius, but if he wants to fight with one enemy and three, or cross the border, it is unbelievable, he has been in the army for a long time, but he has rarely heard of such a terrifying thing.

Huangfu Xu sat on the wooden chair, flat and stable, and the purple jade in front of his forehead was shining, setting off him extremely noble and extraordinary, and his tone was quite calm,

"Naturally, the eldest husband will not boast when he speaks. As long as Elder Leng is willing to give me a chance to prove myself, at the elders' meeting, Huang Fu Xu will confirm what he said today. ”

In fact, according to the plan, Huang Fuxu wants to get rid of one of the three first, and he already has a definite candidate, but in order to gain Leng Wenbai's support, he can only temporarily put up with this thought.

Leng Wenbai shook his head, "The prince of the emperor doesn't need to be like this, Brother Chen happens to be here today, if you want to confirm the level of martial arts, he is the most suitable person."

In this way, I am not an unreasonable person, as long as your martial arts skills are recognized by Brother Chen, I will support you in the Council of Elders. ”

When these words were spoken, Huang Fuxu's heart was happy, Leng Wenbai had already rejected him before, and it could be seen from the tone of his words that it was not a prevarication. Originally, he was still thinking about what price to pay to ask this person to change his mind, but he didn't expect that Leng Wenbai would have to decide whether to support him or not with his martial arts.

As if to understand the surprise in Huang Fuxu's heart, Leng Wenbai smiled indifferently, and then said, "In terms of means and scheming, I have long known that you are powerful, and even some old foxes may not be your opponents, so I am very relieved in this regard."

But we are a gang, martial arts is the most important thing, to be the leader of the gang, you have to suppress other people, otherwise there will be a body of conspiracy and trickery, but the martial arts are mediocre, no one obeys you, and no one listens to you. ”

The reality of this is that the one with the hard fist is the boss, which is especially applicable to the gangs in the rivers and lakes, and some gangs even only compete for the position of the gang leader with martial arts, such as the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that once dominated one side, and the pavilion master can only be held by the strongest person in martial arts.

Chen Mo was also interested at this time, as a martial artist, no one doesn't like to practice martial arts to prove what he has learned, especially Huang Fuxu was born in a famous family, a young talent, and martial arts must have something unique, maybe the realm cultivation is not as good as himself, but there must be something desirable.

Huang Fuxu nodded, stroked a strand of black hair hanging from his sideburns with his right hand, and said,

That's true. Old Qiu's gang leader has unparalleled prestige, and the cultivation of the grandmaster is fundamental. It's a pity that now the talents of the major gangs in Yuzhou are withering, and the martial arts are withering, maybe except for the master of the Sharpening Knife Hall who is not seen by the dragon, there is no grandmaster martial artist. ”

After a pause, Huangfu Xu's eyes were full of brilliance, and he stared straight at Chen Mo, "Commander Chen, I just don't know if you are willing to fulfill it?"

If he wants to fight, it depends on whether people are willing to fight him, but the military masters can easily not make a move, and they will see blood when they shoot, Chen Mo is a senior, and he always has to ask others what he means.

A smile appeared on Chen Mo's cold face, he picked up the wine glass with his right hand, poured down the wine that still exuded heat in it, and wiped the corners of his mouth at the end, "What is not perfect, everyone confirms each other's martial arts." ”

After speaking, Chen Mo's right hand was raised slightly, and the wine glass was held in the void about a few inches above the palm of his hand, spinning rapidly like a spinning top, and then flying towards Huangfu Xu with a layer of black light, silently, but no one would underestimate this hand.

Leng Wenbai secretly admired, it seems that Chen Mo's move to join the army is the right one, in the past, his martial arts were far inferior to himself, but now he is not only behind, but also far ahead.

Huang Fuxu has been staring at Chen Mo's movements, seeing this scene, he roughly understands in his heart that this person's fundamental cultivation is the fifth layer of innateness, and the same realm as Qiu Wanchun, but what he cultivates is a martial arts in the Dayong Army, and the artistic conception of taking the martial arts of a hundred battles is undefeated.

"The Heart Sutra of a Hundred Battles, only after a hundred battles of life and death can it be a complete martial art, and then the power is no less than some divine skills, that is, it is not much worse than the Burning Sun Treasure Record, but it is a pity that how many people in this world can really survive a hundred battles?"

Huang Fu Xu sighed in his heart, his hand was not slow, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Red Fire Divine Skill was activated, swinging out a layer of blue true qi, stopping the wine glass that was spinning and flying towards him in mid-air, and at the same time burning and dispersing all the hundred battles true qi attached to the wine glass.

Without the blessing of Chen Mo's true qi, the wine glass rotated slowly, and finally stood still in the air, and was gently pushed by Huang Fuxu, and fell back to the position where Chen Mo's wine glass was placed before, which made Leng Wenbai's eyelids jump.

Huang Fu Xu's slight wave, on the surface, it looks nothing, but those who know how to think about it carefully will find that the horror revealed, the power of true qi, the control of true qi, and the delicacy of his mind, these three aspects, Huang Fu Xu is not under Chen Mo at all, and only in this way can the wine glass return to Chen Mo's table without damage.

Otherwise, as long as Huang Fu Xu's True Qi and martial arts were slightly weaker, the slightest collision of the two True Qi on the surface of the wine glass would erupt with a strong force to destroy the wine glass, instead of completely suppressing Chen Mo's Hundred Battles True Qi like now.

"This true qi is as hot as fire, savor it carefully, like underground magma, full of infinite explosive power, is the Huangfu family's Yanyang Treasure Record? No, the Yanyang Treasure Record is difficult to burst, it is taken from the meaning of the Great Sun Golden Crow, and the artistic conception is even higher than this martial art. ”

Chen Mo chewed the mystery of Huang Fu Xu's true qi just now, and the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense, it was just a tentative move just now, and if he could break it, it showed that Huang Fu Xu was qualified to compete with him, so it should be the main meal next.

Thinking in his heart, Chen Mo smiled coldly, and clenched his left hand into a fist, like a sky-shattering giant hammer smashing towards Huang Fuxu, the black true qi contained in it was in a trance, and it had a thousand strengths.

Chen Mo is good at the giant spirit hammer technique, strong and majestic, and defeats people with strength, if Huang Fuxu dodges this hammer, he will be destroyed by his stormy offensive in the future, even if he has the same strength as him.