Chapter 20: The Battle of the Bench (3)

Gu Maocai carried the mourning stick and felt that he was in control, he really didn't expect Xiao Hu to be so powerful before, a person with the second layer of qi could block the spell of his fourth layer of qi, but it was all over!

"Presumably his true vitality is not much, and I have a mourning stick in my hand, so now I can't do whatever I want!"

Woooooo

The mourning stick made a sound of howling ghosts crying under the infusion of Gu Maocai's true vitality, and several people who were closer to the training platform heard the sound of the mourning stick, their faces turned pale and their bodies were shaky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The disciples who were far away were also extremely upset and depressed, and everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly moved back!

"Phew!"

Hua Mingde burst out of the sonic boom, only to see that the few people in front of the trial platform had just regained their clarity, and he casually played a few tricks on the large array of the trial platform. Under the flickering array, the voice of the mourning stick was actually isolated, and it did not affect the voice of the two people on the stage at all!

"The big array of this trial platform is so amazing!

"It seems that I still have a foundation in the heart refining sect!"

"This mourning stick really deserves to be the magic weapon of the Blood Demon Sect, and it is infinitely powerful!"

"It's a pity that Xiao Hu is really finished this time, this crying mourning stick is so powerful, he will definitely lose!"

After watching this scene, everyone gathered around the trial platform, and while sighing at the power of the trial platform, they looked at the mourning stick in Gu Maocai's hand in fear.

Qi Chengzhi didn't expect this big array to be so magical, and exclaimed, "It seems that there are still good things in the Heart Refining Sect!"

Ma Xingping was not affected by the mourning stick at all, after all, it was his thing, how could it affect him? He said disdainfully, "The Heart Refining Sect has long been scavenged by my Blood Demon Sect for all the good things, and I think it is because of the pitiful small spiritual veins under the mountain of this Heart Refining Gate that this big array has been preserved! Otherwise, the sect would not have allowed the Heart Refining Gate to occupy this big array!"

Ma Xingping looked at the dead faces of Qi Chengzhi's younger brothers, and he didn't care.

"What can you do if you are angry, you can't cultivate for cultivation, and if you have a bad heart, you have to die, just a bunch of monks and nerds!"

They couldn't even resist the power of a low-level magic weapon leaking, what else could they expect? Those few people were helpless when they saw Ma Xingping's arrogant appearance, and they just cursed a demon cub in their hearts.

"Gu Ma face, you want me to beg for mercy, I see that you have drunk too much horse urine and haven't woken up yet!"

On the stage, Xiao Hu was also photographed by the majesty of the mourning stick, and he was far away from Gu Maocai.

Gu Maocai snorted coldly, "Then let you see the power of the mourning stick!" He flew into the air and hit Xiao Hu on his head and face!

Woooooo

The mourning stick was under his control, and the sound of the ghost crying god howl all rushed towards Xiao Hu!

The runes on the stick circulated more urgently! The ghosts and grimaces opened their big mouths and wailed, trying to struggle out, but they were always bound within a foot of the mourning stick and could not escape!

Xiao Hu's whole body was boiling in his body under his full operation!

"Go!" he violently swung the spell in his hand towards the thunderous mourning stick, and his face was pale without a trace of blood!

Whew!

A half-human fireball blazed and rushed towards the mourning stick!

"How is that possible!"

"How can his fireball technique be so big!?

"What the hell is this!"

The disciples in the audience were all shocked when they saw Xiao Hu's half-sized fireball! Gu Maocai's fireball in the middle stage of Qi Transformation was only the size of a basin, but the fireball on the second layer of Xiao Hu's Qi Transformation was actually half a person's size! Could it be that this Xiao Hu had reached the late stage of Qi Transformation?

"It's too damn too big! I'm just a fireball technique of the eighth layer of qi, and it's a little smaller than him. Qi Chengzhi scolded his mother in his heart, and said, "Is it possible for this Xiao Hu to come true to the late stage of qi transformation?"

Ma Xingping's eyes widened, feeling incredible, "Impossible! No matter how talented a disciple is, it is impossible for a genius disciple to go from the first layer to the late stage of qi transformation in half a month?"

Liu Yushu, Wei Xiaobao, and Senior Brother Xu were also shocked, they were in the same Qi Transformation Period as Xiao Hu, and they didn't have any spells that could check other people's cultivation, so they couldn't figure out Xiao Hu's cultivation realm. At this time, when he heard Qi Chengzhi's words, Qi Qi looked at Hua Mingde.

Hua Mingde said to them, "Xiao Hu is indeed not in the late stage of Qi Transformation, but only the third layer of Qi Transformation! His spell is so powerful, but I don't know why!"

Wow!

Everyone had already pricked up their ears, and when they heard Hua Mingde's words at this time, they were even more shocked, Xiao Hu was still in the third layer of the Qi Transformation Layer, and it was possible to reach the third layer of the Transformation Qi with the spiritual root of his inferior mortal root and eat Gu Maocai's three Qi Transformation Pills. But the spell he used with only the third layer of Qi Transformation was so powerful, which made everyone unpredictable!

"This Xiao Hu really has a secret!"

Qi Chengzhi's suspicions in his heart were confirmed at this time! He could only hope that Gu Maocai would kill Xiao Hu with the help of the mourning stick and seize the secret on his body!

On the trial platform, Gu Maocai looked at the half-human fireball in a daze, and when he heard Hua Mingde's words, he shouted, "Xiao Hu didn't expect you to eat all the Qi Transformation Pills I had worked so hard to save! You are too bastard! I can't spare you! I don't believe that your fireball technique can stop my mourning stick!"

Gu Maocai was annoyed and encouraged the true vitality to supply the mourning stick!

Bang!

The mourning stick was supported by Gu Maocai's true yuan, and it really lived up to his expectations, smashing the huge fireball with a stick, and the smashed sparks flew in all directions!

"Haha, what a baby! Xiao Hu, no matter how powerful your spell is, you don't want to be defeated by me!"

Gu Maocai saw that the weeping and mourning stick was undiminished, and it smashed Xiao Hu's one-person-high earthen wall like a bamboo, and the heart that was seven up and eight down finally let go.

The sparks are shining all around, and the dust is flying and covering a thick layer of soil on the ground!

Xiao Hu didn't know if he was taken by the power of the mourning stick, or if he was so tired that he collapsed, and before the mourning stick hit, he fell down so straight!

Coax!

With a loud bang, Xiao Hu fell, making the mourning stick smash directly behind him!

"Let you bully me! Tell you to steal my Qi Pill! Crying funeral stick to beat him hatefully!" Gu Maocai saw Xiao Hu falling, and his heart was so happy, and he said that you Xiao Hu also have today!? He commanded the mourning stick to fly up again and flew to Xiao Hu who fell to the ground!

Just when everyone thought it was over, but the mourning stick was not smashed for a long time!

Gu Maocai hesitated in his heart, "Although this Xiao Hu is hateful, he is my fellow disciple after all." Besides, I haven't killed anyone!, but Qi Chengzhi and Ma Xingping are next to me, can they kill or not!?"

"What is this Gu Maocai stunned!" Qi Chengzhi saw the mourning stick making meritorious service, but Gu Maocai did not instruct the mourning stick to fall down, his heart was on fire, and he gave Ma Xingping a look.

Ma Xingping nodded slightly, and said coldly to Gu Maocai on the stage, "Gu! Mao!"

Gu Maocai was frightened by Ma Xingping's snake-like eyes, walked not far from Xiao Hu, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Hu, although I don't want to kill you, but I won't kill you, this Qi Chengzhi and Ma Xingping may be going to kill me!

"What do you want to do!"

"Gu Maocai, if you dare to fight, I have to kill you!"

"Gu Maocai, you are calm! Xiao Hu is your fellow disciple!"

When Liu Yushu, Wei Xiaobao and Senior Brother Xu saw the scene in front of them, they didn't know that Qi Chengzhi wanted Gu Maocai to kill Xiao Hu directly, and they all roared angrily.

"Gu Maocai can't!"

Hua Mingde also shouted loudly, and was about to rush to the stage!

Gu Maocai was originally ruthless in his heart, but when he saw Hua Mingde speak, he said in his heart, "I'll slow down, come quickly, boss!

Although the mourning stick is hideous and abnormal under Gu Maocai's control, the speed at which it falls is extremely slow!

At this moment!

Bang!

"Who's going to kick me!"

He looked up and saw the blurred figure in the dust, and shouted like a ghost, "Why the hell did you run behind me!?"

"You've been told to calm down, why don't you listen to persuasion?" the man chuckled.