The word "dragon" is written on the blue curtain, and the wind blows and slaps to both sides.

You can vaguely see the martial artist practicing in the martial arts hall and the black figure in the middle.

The neat and orderly skylight casts light like a field, and prints lattices with different light and darkness on the floor.

Feng Fei swallowed, and she cheered herself up.

I learned the immortal martial arts, and I have no problem.

But...

No matter how I think about it, I don’t think I can beat the senior brother of the Tenglong Martial Arts Hall.

then...

Feng Fei continued to hypnotize herself again.

No problem, I learned the immortal martial arts, and Wen Jiu learned only the martial arts of ordinary mortals. The nature is different, so I have no problem.

Wen Jiu is the name of the eldest brother.

Three hundred meters of road.

She forced herself to move forward in the posture of a strong man, but she felt very relieved.

When she reached the end, she pushed open the curtain.

The sound of the urn comes:

"Is it a challenger?"

The sound was calm, like a suppressed thunder.

Feng Fei bent down and put the boy down, took a deep breath and said, "Not bad."

Weng Sheng asked again:

"Why do you want to fight?"

Feng Fei was stunned and just beaten. What's wrong with why?

She thought for a while and said, "I just want you to see the Immortal Method and let you understand that I am not lying to others."

The black shadow lowered his head, wrapped in a thousand pounds of black armor, looking very bloated and huge. He held a long unsheathed knife in his left hand and said in a urn: "So, if you beat me, is it proof?"

Feng Fei raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it?"

The black shadow suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying luster flashed in his eyes. The originally-existing sense of oppression suddenly increased several times, as if it was actually pressing towards Feng Fei.

Terrible momentum.

The warriors practicing around them stopped their movements.

Feng Fei felt as if she was in the lost jungle and was stared at by a fierce beast. She was shocked and took a step back without any control.

The black shadow chuckled and said, "I won't fight you."

"Why?"

"People who truly pursue power will avoid meaningless battles, and I can't see meaning in you."

A chuckle came from around the martial arts hall.

But the black shadow looked at the other side.

A strange feeling formed on the field.

It seems that the world is big, and although the martial arts hall is big, there are only two people left.

The black-armored warrior looked at each other quietly with the three-year-old boy.

Wen Jiuweng said, "Hello, little guy."

A simple sentence.

Everyone's eyes looked at the boy Feng Fei had put down before.

He didn't move from beginning to end.

Under that terrifying momentum, he just stood there with the bottle in his hand. Now he is in front and Feng Fei is behind, which has a very visual impact.

The boy said titty and said, "Hello, big guy."

Wen Jiu's aura suddenly surged, and his sense of oppression rose several times, crushing towards the little boy.

He knows his.

Even if you restrain your breath, most children will not dare to approach them. If they accidentally reveal a little murderous intention, the more bold children may be so pale that their faces will be pale, while ordinary children will be scared and cry.

The cave has a rich mysterious energy.

It is not uncommon to cultivate a monster in twenty years.

This is also the original intention of clear water.

The three-year-old boy narrowed his eyes slightly, as if his terrifying aura had made him quite enjoy it.

Even if he was attracted, he took a step forward.

The three-year-old boy smiled and asked, "Big guy, do you hit me? Your power makes me feel the meaning."

Silent.

Feng Fei:...

"Little Immortal, come back!" She hurriedly ran forward and hurriedly brought Xia Ji back.

After all, Xia Ji is a three-year-old child who has not been exercised and is taken away as soon as he is hugged.

Wen Jiu:...

"etc!!"

Feng Fei turned her head. She knew that she would definitely not be able to beat the senior brother of Tenglong Martial Arts Hall, but she was not a little fairy, but she was not good at learning skills. So she turned around and said with a little shame: "What? You won't let me go?"

Wen Jiu said: "I want to say a few words to this child."

Xia Ji was held by the girl and was speechless: "Let me down."

"You can't run around little fairy, otherwise the fairy will come back, I... I really don't know what to say.

I know that little immortals will be very powerful, but everyone will have the weakest period, right?

We need to pass this time peacefully.”

Feng Fei didn't know how she could say this, she was just anxious.

A sarcastic voice came from the crowd:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Afei, you should be honest, where have you been in the past two years?

Stop using words like Xianshan to deceive everyone.

You know, we have been in this small town and can't go anywhere.

Since you can go out, you can't take this secret alone, everyone is right?"

The real lady started to cheer.

People around him quickly said yes.

Feng Fei is an honest child. Although she has gone to the fairy mountain and is a little arrogant, she has never seen such a routine before. She is so angry that she doesn’t know what to do.

The silly voice interrupted the embarrassment.

"Big guy, will you beat me?"

The three-year-old boy held in his arms poked his head out of the girl's arms and looked at the black armored figure in the distance.

He smiled and said again: "I'll fight you."

Wen Jiu laughed up at the sky and said, "Okay! Little guy, you are not very hearted. I promise to fight you, but now, I will wait for you for ten years. In ten years, if you can still have the courage to be today, come to me."

He even stood up.

Qianjin's armor "Kalakla" sounded, making people feel like a giant beast stand up.

He stood up, and a stronger sense of oppression swept over, making people feel like drowning and unable to breathe.

This suffocation especially enveloped Feng Fei and Xia Ji.

The former forced his legs to tremble without trembling, but his fingers had already trembled subconsciously, pressing the three-year-old boy's buttocks back and forth.

Xia Ji patted Feng Fei, but the girl hugged him even more.

Xia Ji said: "I am a little immortal, believe me."

These words were filled with a sense of unemployment of resistance. Feng Fei put him down in a daze and realized that the three-year-old boy had already walked away.

Xia Ji said as he walked, "Ten years are too late, so let's do it now.

Don’t fight for life and death, just compare with sword techniques.”

Wen Jiu smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Xia Ji doesn't say anything.

Wen Jiu shouted suddenly: "Get the straw knife!"

The loud shout made the disciples of the martial arts school around him so scared that they all shuddered, but the boy still walked forward calmly.

Wen Jiuda laughed and walked towards the child.

He kept looking at his little opponent, who had never shown any timidity under his pressure from beginning to end.

"Feng Fei said you are a little fairy, but Wen really doesn't believe it, but you are quite brave, hum."

The two stood in the center of the martial arts hall and stood still.

Soon, the disciples of the martial arts school took out two straw knives.
To be continued...