During this month, Wang Youcheng, besides practicing every day, played with the black-feathered eagle. Now he is very familiar with the black-feathered eagle.
"Xiao Hei, there aren't that many maple fish. If you eat it this way, you'll finish it quickly. Then what will we eat in the future?" Wang Youcheng said with a smile.
Xiao Hei was the name given to the black feathered eagle by Wang Youcheng. Xiao Hei was not very satisfied with it at first, but after Wang Youcheng kept calling it that, it got used to it.
Since the last time he grilled maple fish, Xiao Hei would come here whenever he had something to do and asked Wang Youcheng to grill maple fish for him, but he didn't refuse at first.
Wang Youcheng began to feed the maple fish with the Spirit Gathering Pill, which greatly accelerated the growth rate of the maple fish and the transformation of ordinary maple fish.
But he still couldn't satisfy the black feathered eagle, which made Wang Youcheng a little worried. He didn't mean to blame him, he just teased Xiao Hei.
“Chirp!!!!”
The little black man rolled his eyes in a humane manner, raised his head, looked into the air, and let out a cry of dissatisfaction. Then he wanted to fly out of Maple Forest Island and go outside to catch fish.
It's not like Wang Youcheng has never teased him before, but every time he teases him like this, Xiao Hei will fly outside and catch one or two low-grade spiritual fish weighing thirty to forty pounds.
Otherwise, with the few fish in the lake and Xiao Hei's appetite, there wouldn't be enough to eat.
So, Wang Youcheng repeated his old trick again, and Xiao Hei naturally knew what it meant.
"when!!"
Just when Wang Youcheng was about to open the golden light array, two people suddenly appeared above the array light screen, fighting constantly.
One used swordsmanship and the other used hammer. The two fought fiercely, evenly matched.
Judging from the movements of the battle, this must be a combat power that far exceeds that of the middle stage of Qi training, or at least the late stage of Qi training, and it is not something that Wang Youcheng can intervene in.
Wang Youcheng looked carefully and suddenly discovered that one of them was from Qingyang Clan, and the other was Wang Shanyong from the Wang family.
Wang Shanyong and Wang Jiashan ranked ninth in the generation, with nine levels of qi training and six points of fire aptitude. Together with Wang Shanying and Wang Shanxiong, they are known as the three geniuses of Wang Jiashan generation.
Wang Shanyong was good at refining weapons. Wang Youcheng took over a family task, which was to help the weapon refining monks and become a weapon refining boy. It was also at that time that he met Wang Shanyong.
"Ma Er, are you too stupid? This is my Wang family's island. Don't cross the boundary." Wang Shanyong scolded the Qingyang Sect monks.
The monk known as "Ma Er" is named Feng Ren. He has nine levels of Qi training and six water attribute qualifications. He is also one of the foundation seeds of Qingyang Sect.
Since his surname was Feng, the character for Feng had two dashes of water and the character for ren also had one and two. Wang Shanyong always called him "Ma Er" to tease him.
"Wang Shanyong, what are you talking about? I advise you to get out of the way and let me enter Maple Forest Island to find out the truth, so that you can be innocent."
Every time he heard Wang Shanyong say this, he became very angry, and this time it was the same. He angrily accused Wang Shanyong of yelling.
"Ma Er, I told you that the monk stationed on Maplewood Island only has the fourth level of Qi training and cannot be a murderer. Why can't you understand?"
Wang Shanyong ignored him and continued to call him "Ma Er". He also said that Wang Youcheng only had the fourth level of Qi training and was not a murderer.
The conversation between the two was so loud that Wang Youcheng, who was just below, could naturally hear that they were saying that Wang Youcheng was a murderer.
I remembered that a month ago, I killed the green-robed monk, who was from the Qingyang Clan. It seemed that I was really in trouble, and the other party came to visit me.
He immediately became nervous and couldn't figure out why. He had obviously done everything to deal with the aftermath, so why was he still being visited?
But thinking about myself, I put all the 'stolen items' in a storage bag and buried them in the ground. It has been a month and the traces have been smoothed away by the rain.
Not to mention the monks of Qingyang Sect, who are only at the ninth level of Qi training, even if they are foundation-building monks, it would be impossible to find them on Maple Forest Island.
"Wang Shanyong, you really think I can't do anything to you, right?"
After saying that, Feng Ren raised the flying sword, a top-notch magic weapon in his hand, and used the same gale-wind sword technique to stab Wang Shanyong. The speed was so fast that Wang Youchengdu couldn't react.
"when!"
Wang Shanyong put away his playful smile, swung the hammer in his hand, which was also a top-notch magic weapon, and opened the flying sword with one hammer.
Feng Ren's speed did not slow down, and with the flying speed, he stabbed to the left again. There was no wind, and Wang Shanyong's robe was blown up automatically.
"when!"
Wang Shanyong's hammer had already anticipated the position of the flying sword and was not slow at all, blocking the flying sword again.
"High Wind Sword Technique!"
As Feng Ren shouted, his movement speeded up, turning into layers of shadows. He shuttled back and forth, and the flying sword in his hand also formed layers of shadows.
Each attack is like several attacks, fighting against the hammer, and the sound it makes is also a clanging sound.
Feng Ren was like a gust of wind, surrounding Wang Shanyong in all directions, drifting back and forth and stabbing with his sword continuously.
Wang Shanyong, however, didn't care about the shadows around him at all, and instead used his hammer technique to circle around him and neutralize Feng Ren's attacks one by one.
Wang Youcheng's current level is not high. He can't see Feng Ren's attack speed clearly. The direction of his attack is also the wind sword technique, but in Feng Ren's hands, it is much faster than the green-robed monk.
And Wang Youcheng could clearly see Wang Shanyong's speed. It was like he was practicing hammering skills, not resisting Feng Ren's attack.
But it was just right, using the hammer to repel every attack. It seemed slow, but in fact it was not slow.
This hammering technique looked so familiar that Wang Youcheng couldn't remember it for a while, but this wonderful fight also made his heart surge.
He watched with great concentration, not wanting to miss every step. This was also the best way to learn combat experience.
"Back and forth, just a few moves, whether you are tired or not depends on me, cloak hammer!"
Wang Shanyong's speed suddenly increased, and the hammer in his hand seemed to be blessed, surrounding him, forming a rotation and gathering momentum when resisting the sword technique.
Although he was surrounded by Feng Ren's shadow, Wang Youcheng could not see clearly which one was real and which one was fake, but this did not mean that Wang Shanyong could not see clearly.
The cloak hammer gathered enough momentum and was thrown directly in the direction behind him. Feng Ren's true body was accurately located, and the flying sword in his envoy's hand blocked it.
"when!"
With just a bang, all the overlapping images around him disappeared, and Feng Ren was directly knocked away. Canglang retreated, and his body retreated faster than his lower body, making him unsteady on his feet.
This move is very similar to Wang Youcheng's stick swing, but the use of force is different, and the power exerted is much more powerful than Wang Youcheng's.
At this time, Wang Youcheng took out the black iron stick and started to deduce it. The shadow of the stick surrounded him in the sky, and then he swung it and went behind him.