made such a big ugliness in front of many subordinates, Huang Yuantao's face was suddenly full of blood. And what makes him even more unhappy is that if he loses to Wu Ge again today, then these "many subordinates" are likely to no longer be his subordinates soon!

"Don't be complacent. I've got to find a way to deal with you!"

Huang Yuantao got up from the ground and shouted at Wu Ge with blood-red eyes. Then, he took out a brocade box from his arms, opened it, hesitated for a moment, and then was ruthless, took out two pills from it, and threw them into his mouth together.

The monks who were laughing suddenly fell silent...... What is this? Damn, ** is okay?

There were six pills in the brocade box given to him by Master Huang Yuantao. This elixir, taken under normal circumstances, in conjunction with meditation exercises, helps to improve one's spiritual practice. And if you don't practice refining after taking it, you can forcibly increase your cultivation by a large amount, but it doesn't last long, and it's harmful to yourself. After Huang Yuantao came back from Zhongnan Mountain, he had already taken two pills to improve his cultivation, and gave one pill to the bewitching female cultivator who was good with him, and he only had three pills left in his hand. Now, in order to deal with Wu Ge, he took two pills at a time, which was not only very wasteful, but also reached the limit of his body's tolerance.

With the exertion of the medicinal power, a layer of loose red light gradually appeared on Huang Yuantao's body, and the flickering and deformed talisman charm slowly returned to normal, and even became more powerful than just now. The small sword not far from Wu Ge's side also trembled slightly, emitting bursts of metallic whistling, and finally with Huang Yuantao's loud shout, it jumped suddenly as if it had been hit with chicken blood, and shot towards Wu Ge like lightning.

The small sword came with a ferocity, and Wu Ge dodged sideways, so hard that his feet hung in the air, and his whole body rotated for two weeks before falling back to the ground. Before he could adjust his posture, the little sword had already turned back, and it was another menacing stab. Wu Ge twisted his waist and turned over, narrowly avoiding this sword......

Under the stimulation of the medicinal power, the meridians of Huang Yuantao's whole body were hot, and the true qi continued to gush out, running wildly along the meridians. The improvement of cultivation has made his control of the magic weapon much stronger, although the accuracy is still a little poor, but the increase in attack power and speed is very obvious. Moreover, in addition to the magic weapon, he now has the spare strength to continuously send out spells to attack Wu Ge: four fireballs the size of sea bowls attacked Wu Ge from the front and sides, and at the same time, a lightning light fell from the sky, hitting the top of Wu Ge's head, and then, a raging flame ignited around Wu Ge, and in only three seconds, the concrete floor was blackened, and countless cracks exploded...... Huang Yuantao shouted wildly, his hands danced like a thousand-armed Guanyin, and waves of powerful true qi poured out. Although his master's alchemy is not as good as Ge Hong Daxian, the powerful aura stimulated by the two pills is still not something he can easily bear, and if he does not vent it with the help of a large number of spells, it is very likely to cause all his meridians and blood vessels to burst, and the master's action will not be able to restore the end of his cultivation and his failure to practice.

Wu Ge's situation suddenly became sinister. Huang Yuantao's magic weapon and spell attack together, and the small sword can also send out a few fireballs or lightning from time to time, and the pressure he faces is more than three times greater than just now. Although Wu Ge did not panic because of this, he could not completely avoid the opponent's attack by relying on his flexible body skills alone. In an instant, Wu Ge had already received two fireballs from the opponent, and the talisman spell was almost broken.

"Shameless. ”

Seeing that Wu Ge was in danger and staggered, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it anymore and was ready to help Wu Ge.

"Don't meddle, little. ”

Wu Ge shouted urgently. As a result, he was momentarily distracted and was bullied in front of him by Huang Yuantao's little sword, Wu Ge instinctively deviated and shortened, and the little sword left a finger-long wound on his shoulder, and roared away.

Lu Xiaoxiao stomped his feet...... This stupid junior brother, at this time, he still wants to save face. And he actually called her again, "Xiaoxiao." Although the situation is urgent, it is enough to show that this guy is usually completely unspeakable, and his respect for her is pretended...... Let him go, he deserves to suffer losses and bad luck.

Although he was annoyed with Wu Ge, Lu Xiaoxiao still paid close attention to the situation on the field, and still held a palm thunder in his hand, ready to join the battle group as soon as something went wrong.

The onlookers on the playground had all retreated to a distance of dozens of meters, and only Xiaoxiao and Bobo remained in place. Although Xiaoxiao is paying attention to all the changes on the field, Bobo is also a circle of neck hairs standing up, and his eyes are blazing watching every move of the opposing sides.

Huang Yuantao's attack came like rain, and Wu Ge flashed and moved, casting spells to meet the attack, so busy that he didn't even have time to deal with his wounds. However, he did not feel nervous, nor a trace of fear, but a feeling of excitement and joy - Wu Ge was not a violent person, on the contrary, he had always been a kind-hearted young man. It's just that cultivating immortals, especially after experiencing some actual combat, has an addictive feeling for evenly matched battles. Because only this kind of battle can you fully realize your potential and take your practice to the next level. And since he achieved the six senses, Bobo is no longer his opponent, and this exciting opportunity is really rare.

On the one hand, he was unwilling to fight more and win less, and on the other hand, he really wanted to take this opportunity to "enjoy" it.

Suffering two losses didn't make Huang Yuantao have much memory, and his small sword once again swooped down with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and plunged deep into the dirt under Wu Ge's dodge. Before the little sword could withdraw, Wu Ge cast a condensing spell, blocked a round of attacks from his opponent, responded with a thunderbolt, and then jumped and flew into the air.

The monks on the playground let out a sigh: Alas, the head of the sect Wu is in a daze. Flying in the air to fight is of course cool and stylish, but no matter how good your flying skills are, they are not as flexible as those on the ground, right? Moreover, as long as you stand firmly on the ground, then you have at least one direction -- that is, below you -- and you don't have to worry too much about being attacked.

In addition, the broken wrench of the head of the head of Wu was still hovering motionless not far from the deputy head of the sect. Since your "magic weapon" can't play a role, why don't you just recall or discard it? In such a fierce and thrilling battle, does it make sense to waste precious thoughts to maintain control over a useless magic weapon? I really don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the head of the sect of President Wu.

Not only did the monks on the field think so, but even Lu Xiaoxiao looked depressed: This junior brother, this time he is stupid. Originally, she still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that since Wu Ge stopped her, it showed that he was still a little sure. But now it seems that she, the senior sister, will have to come forward to clean up the mess for a while.

Not only Lu Xiaoxiao, but also Bobo showed obvious melancholy. It also pondered in its heart, when this matter passed, should it find a chance to fight with Wu Ge. If you haven't fought with yourself for a long time, Wu Ge's fighting level has dropped very much. Speaking of which, I am also responsible as a younger brother.

Everyone in the audience (including the monkey) lost confidence in Wu Ge, but there was only one person who showed great recognition and appreciation for Wu Ge, and this person was Huang Yuantao. Originally, he was extremely dissatisfied with Wu Ge's flexibility, and he hated his little sword for being repeatedly coaxed into the ground, but now Wu Ge actually dared to fly...... It's really too empathetic and awe-inspiring! In the face of such an enemy, if you don't give him a ruthless hand that will be applauded all over the world, you will simply look down on people!