When the strong light dissipated, Fatty could no longer see the shadow of the big cat in front of him.
died?
White Tiger Sasa was shocked, turning his head and scanning wildly, trying to find the figure of his family leader.
No!
Really do not have!
No matter how it searched, it couldn't detect any trace of the big cat. It couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. When it looked at the fat body again, there was already a bit of hatred in its eyes.
Little did they know that even Fatty himself was quite confused.
Just because the punch it just punched seemed overbearing and powerful, but in fact it had already withdrawn its force before its right hoof touched the big cat, so it was impossible to cause any fatal damage to it.
With its wisdom far superior to that of ordinary spiritual beasts, it would certainly not do such a stupid thing as killing the White Tiger Clan Leader in front of the Beast King.
Just when the spirit beasts were stunned and confused, a warm and brilliant golden light suddenly shone above their heads.
Fat Fat suddenly raised his head, only to see the beast king Xiao Ming stretching his wings, and his whole body was emitting bright golden light. The huge body of the White Tiger Clan leader was caught in its claws, like a cat. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a divine beast from the sky had come to the world, saying
Unrivaled might and domineering.
Although the big cat looked dull and lethargic, its body parts were intact and there were not many wounds visible, so it was obvious that its life was not in danger.
Damn it!
Fatty actually defeated the big cat!
And it’s a crushing victory!
Seeing this, the spirit beasts breathed a sigh of relief, and then an incredible thought suddenly flashed through their minds like lightning, and the expressions on their faces were as wonderful as they were exciting.
This feeling is simply more impactful than a tortoise outrunning a hare.
"What method is this?"
Xiao Ming released his sharp claws holding the big cat, looked straight at Fatty, and spoke word by word.
"My subordinate suddenly realized something during the battle."
Fatty's heart trembled, and he answered cautiously, "I created a new spiritual skill, and that's how I caught the big cat clan leader by surprise. It was a fluke, a fluke."
"Win is win, lose is lose, you don't have to take care of my face."
Before Xiao Ming could ask further questions, the big cat suddenly frowned and said, "Even if I am prepared, I still can't beat you."
"Don't dare."
Fat Fat secretly praised the other party for being upright, but he still kept being polite.
"The big cat's skills are not as good as those of the pig, and he has no face to follow the king to Hanyue Kingdom."
The big cat looked up at Tianpeng and said with a frustrated look, "I hope you can fulfill my wish."
"Fat."
Xiao Ming nodded, then looked at Fatty and said, "Heibai can ride on the back of Lao Pao, but I will never take you around. You can't fly, can you possibly keep up with the three of us?"
"Maybe not before."
With a lot of weight in his chest, he said confidently, "Now it won't be a problem."
"It's okay or not, you can't just say it with your mouth."
Xiao Ming suddenly flapped his wings and appeared hundreds of miles away in a flash. His speed was unbelievable, and even teleportation could only do that. "Just follow up if you have the ability!"
Even so, it has already restrained a lot of strength.
After all, if Tianpeng flew at full strength, even an old cannon would be thrown far away in an instant.
"Ho ho ho!"
Seeing it take off, Black and White quickly turned over and jumped onto Lao Pao's back. The roe deer owl, which had now become a huge monster, also screamed strangely, flapped its wings and flew high, chasing Xiao Ming.
"go!"
Almost at the same time, Fatty suddenly waved his right arm and let out a light drink.
Its body immediately ejected with a "whoosh", as if it had encountered an iron magnet. The speed was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye it was less than a few feet away from the old cannon.
It turns out that the absolute suction power of Bahuang Liuhe Transformation can not only pull the enemy close, but can also use the opponent as a target to suck you in. The changes are endless and wonderful.
In this way, every time the old cannon flew a certain distance, it would pull the fat over instantly. The four spiritual beasts just drifted away and soon disappeared from the sight of Bai Ling, Tulong and other Zuzuitian clan leaders.
outside.
"Where are you going?"
Seeing the nine-tailed sky fox Bai Ling suddenly turning around to leave, Sasa subconsciously asked.
"Go to Fatty's house."
Bai Ling chuckled, his nine thick and long tails swaying up and down, "Suddenly I feel like reading a book."
Reading?
Sasa stared blankly at its disappearing figure, and suddenly felt that her mind was a little hard to turn around.
…
When we walked out of the book cave, it was already the morning of the third day.
Zhong Wen squinted his eyes, adjusting to the suddenly brightening light, raised his hands above his head, and stretched greatly.
His physical fitness is comparable to that of a superman. It is said that he will not feel tired no matter how hard he works.
However, Zhong Wen felt extremely sleepy at this time and wished he could find a bed immediately and fall asleep.
Sleep alone.
Just because there are more than 200,000 kendo classics in the cave!
The collection of books in the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" has already exceeded one million volumes, but he has never read 200,000 spiritual books in a row in his life, and they are all high-grade kendo classics.
This almost self-abuse behavior made him feel deeply tired from the bottom of his soul.
However, it was this tireless study, coupled with the insights gained from the rubble of the sword wall, that allowed him to advance rapidly in the sword, making rapid progress, reaching a level that he had never dared to think about before.
He knew that he did not have a pious heart for swordsmanship, so he could not be considered a true swordsman.
But in today's world, when it comes to the depth of understanding of swordsmanship, apart from Yuchi Chungou, the master of the sword, he really can't imagine that there is another person who can compare with him.
However, his confidence did not last long, and was completely shattered the moment he saw Liu Qiqi.
The girl in red was sitting cross-legged on the cliff, concentrating and motionless. Her whole body exuded an incredible and mysterious sword intent, and she seemed completely unaware of his approach.
In front of her, a large pile of stones were placed in a mess, which was the broken Kunwu sword wall.
I go!
Is this Qiqi?
Feeling the exaggerated sword intent released from Liu Qiqi's body, Zhong Wen couldn't help but widen his eyes and could hardly recognize this confidante.
Perhaps her swordsmanship is not as good as Zhong Wen's, but the gap is already very small.
This was even after Zhong Wen had the plug-in "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" and was able to read through 200,000 kendo classics in a short period of time.
Is this the difference between sword cultivators and ordinary cultivators?
Zhong Wen could even foresee that in the near future, Liu Qiqi might come from behind and leave himself and Yuchi Chungou behind, becoming the number one swordsman in the world.
His first reaction was to use the Dao Luck Insight Technique to observe the opponent's luck.
But when he thought that the side effects of this Qi-gazing technique might interrupt the other party's understanding of the way of the sword, he endured it.
If you say this talent is not purple-gold, no one will believe it, right?
With this thought in mind, he quietly turned around and left, arriving at the original location of Kunwu Sword Palace.
At this time, a simple building has been erected on the ruins. It is far inferior to the previous palace in terms of size and appearance. The only thing that is the same is that the top is also filled with various weapons.
Yuchi Chungou actually collected the magic weapons from his defeated generals and inserted them into the head of this substitute.
At this moment, high in the sky above the "palace", Lin Xiaodie and Passepartout were having a fierce exchange of punches and sword dances.
Different from the previous fight, the two of them rolled and rolled dozens of moves, but the girl's body was not chopped into pieces even once. The fighting skills seemed to have improved greatly. Even without relying on the immortal body, they could still fight with a top sword like Passepartout.
Repair and break your arms.
"Busy working?"
A soft and melodious female voice sounded like water and song.
Zhong Wen turned his head sideways, and what caught his eye was Lin Zhiyun's stunning face, which was even more beautiful than a fairy.
"Um."
Looking at the cherry-red lips of the Palace Master's sister, his heart skipped a beat, and he finally restrained the urge to kiss her, and said with a smile, "Have Xiaodie been competing with the people of Sword Palace these days?"
"yes."
Lin Zhiyun nodded, looking at Lin Xiaodie with a hint of endearment and approval, "She took the initiative to hone her fighting skills, and Mr. Lu never refused."
"Where are you, sister?"
Zhong Wen kept looking at her, "Didn't you join them?"
"I also thought about discussing with Mr. Wang."
Lin Zhiyun smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming and the earth returning to spring. It was so beautiful that it made her heartless. "It's a pity that he didn't want to."
While speaking, she glanced at Wang Twelve not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.
When her gaze fell on him, Wang Twelve felt his hair stand on end and his spine went cold. He subconsciously touched the three remaining flying swords, quickly took steps forward, and ran away without a shadow.
"Palace Master Sister is mighty!"
When Zhong Wen saw this, he couldn't help laughing.
"Let's go see Yiru."
Lin Zhiyun smiled slightly and suddenly said something meaningful.
"Emperor's sister?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, "What happened to her?"
"Palace Master Yuchi has officially extended an invitation to her."
Lin Zhiyun slowly said, "I hope she can stay in Kunwu Sword Palace."
"What?"
Zhong Wen's eyes widened and his expression was indescribably weird, "Brother Yuchi? Why?"
"I don't know the specifics. I just know that she hasn't replied yet, so..."
Lin Zhiyun shook her head and said, "Just go and see her."
Zhong Wen froze on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.
