Wei Fuchen focused his whole body and mind on the four boxes in front of him. Every time he took out something from them, he would look at it for a moment in the light of the fire. These spiritual materials, magic weapons, and bottles of elixirs were all
A rare good thing. Especially the elixir. There are only five bottles of it, but each bottle has a silk book recording the ins and outs of the elixir and the biography of the alchemist.
This is the treatment that only the top-grade elixirs have. Every bottle is a treasure! Wei Fuchen looked through it and even found the Dragon-Tiger Golden elixir of the great alchemist. He couldn't help but smile. His
The disciples in Baiyue must be very interested in the relics of their late teacher. How much gold are you willing to pay? Ten gold, or twenty gold?
He stuffed the last silver stone in the box into the mouth of the tube and watched the silver stone being sent to the back. He felt inexplicably happy and breathed a sigh of relief.
The hose named Thief Tiansuo was obtained from a friend from a family of tomb robbers. The material was not a good one, and the magical weapon was only of low quality, but the refining idea was very clever. It could turn the excavated soil and gravel into
The stolen treasures are continuously sent to the rear exit to ensure that the hole dug is the smallest and the collapse of the hole is prevented as much as possible. At the same time, it avoids the pain of transporting soil and saves a lot of time. It is a good magic weapon.
With this magic weapon, Wei Fushen only spent one night digging from a distance to the bottom of Peach Blossom Lady's house and successfully took away the treasure.
Thinking of Peach Blossom Girl, Wei Fushen couldn't help but sigh.
But now was not the time to lament, Wei Fuchen began to withdraw from the tunnel. In such a narrow tunnel, he could not exert any strength with his physical strength, so he could only use his hands and feet to step back step by step. Taking one step back, he pulled the Thief Sky Suo back.
Roll a few turns, rolling back and forth.
The tunnel twists and turns, and I don't feel it when I advance, but the difficulty suddenly increases when I retreat. I retreated a few feet patiently, and I was busy all night. There was sweat on my forehead, but Wei Fushen didn't feel the hard work, and his heart was full of joy.
When he retreated further, Wei Fuchen could no longer laugh, and the Thieving Sky Rope could no longer be rolled down - it was broken.
Facing the broken Thieving Sky Cable, Wei Fuchen blinked, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, but the fact was that he had not seen it wrong. If it was broken, it was broken, cleanly.
A cold sweat broke out on his head, which made Wei Fuchen feel panicked. He raised his buttocks with all his strength, lowered his head and looked back. The originally long Thieving Sky Rope was broken and just disappeared out of thin air.
Just when he was panicking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong with the cave wall at the rear right. There was a cave entrance over there, and the soil was piling up at an extremely fast speed.
Wei Fuchen shouted: "Thief, where are you running!" He stretched out his arms and jumped backwards, but his feet hit the cave wall, and he encountered another turning point behind him.
But this did not stop Wei Fuden. He pulled out the iron claws tied to his thighs and grabbed the hole at the rear right. With this grab, the hole that had just been closed was immediately opened, but as soon as the hole was broken,
Open, and immediately take out soil and fill it at a faster speed.
Wei Fuchen saw that this position was not good and he could not exert his strength. He quickly climbed back a few steps, twisted his body to the left and retreated, then moved forward to the right, then retreated to the left, continued to move right, and finally aimed his head at this
Breaking the hole, the real energy was poured into the iron claw, and it was pushed forward with all its strength.
The iron claws filled with true energy immediately grasped the hole completely open, and there was a man lying on the opposite side of the hole, digging and filling the hole with a flying sword.
Wei Fuchen's teeth were itching with hatred. He thrust his iron claw forward and grabbed the opponent's head. The opponent held up his sword to resist, but he only blocked the attack and failed to block the iron claw.
At this moment, Wei Fuchen judged that the other party's cultivation level was not high. Even if he had not recovered from his serious injuries, the other party was not as good as him! In this case, don't blame grandpa for being ruthless! As a well-known thief, Wei Fuchen has always been the only one.
Black people, who have never had the experience of being blackmailed by others, dare to make trouble on Tai Sui's head. Isn't this a boring life?
The Iron Claw followed the flaw exposed by the opponent's flying sword, and unseen the claw to twist off the opponent's head. However, the arm holding the Iron Claw was blocked by the left cave wall, and the Iron Claw's castration suddenly tilted.
, brushing past the opponent's scalp.
The other party exclaimed "Oh!", and several bloody marks were immediately scratched on his scalp, and his hair was torn off by iron claws.
It was also in this exclamation that Wei Fuchen recognized him and couldn't help shouting: "Assassin Wu Sheng!"
Wu Sheng also recognized it and blinked: "Wei Fushen?"
Wei Fuchen said with a cold face: "The big thief Wei Fuchen!"
Wu Sheng rolled his eyes: "How can you be so boastful?"
Wei Fushen said: "Friends in the world are admiring you, but Wei is not bragging!"
Wu Sheng said: "Okay, thief Wei Fushen, okay? I'll take my Yangguan Road, you cross your single-plank bridge, and we won't cross here."
Wei Fuchen said angrily: "Give me back the things!"
Wu Sheng asked: "What?"
Wei Fushen said: "You just stole my things!"
Wu Sheng corrected: "That's not your thing."
Wei Fushen asked for confirmation: "Has your level dropped?"
Wu Sheng said: "Is it okay to listen to other people's nonsense? You can try it!"
Wei Fushen smiled ferociously: "I just tried it!"
The conversation was deadlocked, so there was nothing more to say and the fight continued.
Wei's Fushen Hand Technique summoned the Iron Claw, but the Iron Claw was blocked by the narrow tunnel, stumbling around for a long time and unable to return.
Wu Sheng saw the right moment and went to grab the iron claw, but was scratched and bled by the burst of energy on the iron claw, and he did not dare to grab it again.
The iron claw finally returned to Wei Fuchen's hands, but he also knew that he couldn't control it with flying claws in the narrow tunnel, so he simply held it in his hand and crawled towards Wu Sheng, hoping to engage in a close combat.
Wu Sheng, however, kept digging upwards with the Feihong Sword, and the soil was falling. He wanted to block the entrance of the cave as soon as possible. When he took a moment, he turned back and shouted to the Master behind him: "Don't squeeze in, get out, and take this bag of things."
Walk!"
Wei Fushen was in a hurry and struggled to crawl forward, but Wu Sheng blocked him and prevented him from crawling over. He couldn't block it with the Feihong Sword, so he stretched out his arms to block it. Wei Fushen couldn't fly with his iron claws, and couldn't perform various Taoist techniques.
, the power of the iron claw could not be used, and it grabbed Wu Sheng's arm, scratching out bloody marks.
He was shocked, secretly wondering when did this guy take up the path of physical cultivation? If he had encountered it unexpectedly before, he would have suffered a big loss.
Opposite Wu Sheng said: "Wei Fushen, aren't you in the realm of refining gods? How come you are at this level? You have obviously regressed!"
Wei Fuchen sneered: "Grandpa is injured, otherwise you won't be able to enjoy your good harvest!"
Wu Sheng laughed: "It turns out that you are also injured, it's so rare!" His hands didn't slow down at all, and he pounded the soil above him hard.
Large chunks of dirt fell down, covering both of their heads and faces. Wu Sheng accidentally took a few mouthfuls while talking, and his mouth was full of dirt. He hurriedly spit it out, but he spit it all over Wei Fuchen's face.
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Wei Fushen couldn't help but feel frightened and angry. He also ate a lot of sand in his mouth. Of course he retaliated and spat at Wu Sheng.
"Bah...bah...bah..."
"Puff puff……"
They are all monks. The spitted sand is filled with saliva and filled with real energy. When spitting on the face, it hurts. In terms of the lethality of saliva, Wu Sheng is far inferior to Wei Fushen, but Wu Sheng has rough skin and thick flesh, and is durable.
The strength is far greater than that of Wei Fushen. It can be said that the two of them have their own merits in this war of words, and it is difficult to distinguish them for a while.
During the fierce confrontation, Wu Sheng continued to pound soil upwards, trying to destroy the tunnel. As he pounded, the top suddenly collapsed, and a large pile of soil fell down, burying the two people underneath.
The sky was already twilight above, but the tunnel had collapsed.
There seemed to be someone in the falling soil, pressing on Wu Sheng's palm. Wu Sheng took his hand out from under him and continued to retreat to the tunnel at the back. He only heard several people above shouting: "Zheng Xingxing fell."
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