When Xing Zhiying heard Xiaolei's question, she was confused for a moment. Liang Fukuan, however, was so blessed that she immediately said with enthusiasm: "Yes, I have always been on good terms with Brother Xing, and I sincerely admire him for his kindness and charity, so I decided to help him as a courtesy this time.
Please don’t mention that the flowers are used for settlement anymore.”
Xing Zhiying did not expect that with just one word from Xiaolei, the imperial chef god who was famous for his aggrandizement would endure the pain and cut his flesh. She was so surprised that she couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
But this matter was against the rules after all, so she said seriously without hesitation: "What makes this happen? Master Chef God must never make such a joke."
Liang Fukuan was determined to please Xiaolei at this time. After hearing what she said, he said sharply: "That's it. If Brother Xing goes to settle things with me in jacquard in the future, it will be clear that he looks down on me."
Although Xing Zhiying was willing to comply, she still refused to accept her words. As they were speaking modestly to each other, she suddenly heard a clear and clear voice coming from the fire wall like a golden jade vibration: "Please ask Gang Leader Gong of the Five Python Gang to take over the Potian Pestle!"
Yu Bingru and others immediately recognized that this was Mu Yun's voice. Gong Haitong, the leader of the Yellow River Five Python Gang, who had only been a bystander at first, was stunned when he heard this. He was shocked when he woke up.
A voice said: "What? You want me to pick up... the Sky-breaking Pestle?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream that broke through the air, and a red light rushed out from the wall of fire and shot directly in front of Gong Haitong.
Gong Haitong's expression changed, his horse immediately slumped, and he clasped his palms together with a low voice, grabbing the red light in his hands.
Everyone looked at it clearly and saw that the object in his palm was about five feet long and as thick as a child's arm. Although the color was the same as the previous Sky-breaking Pestle, the shape was quite different. It looked more like an iron staff.
appearance.
Gong Haitong was very surprised. In the midst of his silence, only one person laughed and said: "Good fellow, Gang Leader Gong's Sky-Breaking Pestle has been transformed into a Sky-Breaking Staff. Although it is said to be an inch longer and an inch stronger, it still lacks the original power, right?"
Gong Haitong followed the voice and saw that the speaker was a capable man in his early thirties.
This man was born with a horse face, extremely thin body, but very tall, with a pair of arms reaching to his knees. Ganqing was the leader of the bandits in Yinma River in Xiliang, and was known as the "Tong-armed Evil Lord" by people in the world.
This master of the Xi family has a pair of three-edged steel claws, which are the "soul-destroying claws" that have been smashed by Xing Zhenliang with the Star Killer Hammer. Moreover, he has also practiced a long fist with one arm, and is known for his skill in the world.
Known for being ruthless.
Originally, he and Gong Haitong were in sympathy with each other, but now that they saw each other being favored by Xing Zhenliang, they couldn't help but ridicule him out of jealousy.
Gong Haitong was speechless when he heard the words. He immediately swung his steel staff, raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether it lacks power or not, Mr. Xi will know after a test."
Xi Kaiyue laughed, and raised his voice intentionally: "It's not impossible to try, but it's a pity that Xi is unarmed now. I wonder if I can stop Gang Leader Gong, the newly minted 'Hexi Stick King'."
Gong Haitong's original nickname was "Hexi Chu Bawang", but now he felt dumbfounded.
Xi Kaiyuan felt something in his heart, and said with concern: "Gang Leader Gong's Heaven-Breaking Staff must have just been forged. Doesn't it feel hot when you hold it in your hand?"
When Gong Haitong woke up, he realized that not only was the iron rod in his palm not hot, but there was also a refreshing coolness coming from his palm, which made him feel refreshed from the bottom of his heart.
Secretly marveling, he concentrated on dancing the iron staff, and even felt that the iron staff fit inexplicably with him. The moves were accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and the power was even greater than before.
Gong Haitong was so surprised that he danced with joy. Huo Di stopped his momentum and shouted loudly into the wall of fire: "Mr.
I have inherited the love between you, my grandfather and my grandson, and I will definitely repay you in the future."
The sound of hammering in the wall of fire did not stop, but Mu Yun still replied loudly: "Gang Leader is so polite, my grandfather is ashamed. I just heard that Master Xi of Yinmachuan is here, so I asked Master Xi to take over the soul claws."
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Xi Kaiyuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately saw a ball of blue light coming towards him. He was very familiar with this thing. He took advantage of the situation and raised his hands to look into the sky. The ball of blue light immediately split into two, falling on him respectively.
In the hands.
Full of excitement, he looked intently, but when he saw it clearly, he was dumbfounded. However, he saw a pair of gauntlets in his palms. The original three sharp hooks had turned into round nails, and they no longer looked so soul-destroying.
The original shape of the claw.
Xi Kaiyuan's heart was blocked and he couldn't help but get angry. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "What does this mean, Mr. Xing? You forged this weird thing with a blunt head. How can it hurt someone in a fight?"
Everyone also saw at this time that Xing Zhenliang intended to forge weapons for everyone who participated in the trial, and most of them secretly regretted not having tried it before.
At this moment, seeing Xi Kaizhi's blushing face and thick neck, and some even showing contempt on their faces, they felt deeply that this ruthless bandit leader was getting an advantage and still behaved.
Then I saw an eight-foot-tall, majestic man standing out from the crowd. He said coldly and solemnly: "Master Xi, please rest for a while. Mr. Xing must have a purpose for this move, not to mention it is better than your empty hands.
Are you going back?"
This big man is about forty years old, and he has a serious and dignified demeanor. He is none other than Wen Huchen, the leading ladle on the green forest road in Xiliang, the master of Wohu Gang, the "Little Wenhou with the Sharp Gun". His
The weapon's name was the Panlong Purple Gold Spear, which had been destroyed by a blow from the Death Star Divine Hammer before.
Xi Kaiyuan was very afraid of him, and while he was swallowing his anger, he only heard Mu Yun's voice coming from afar: "Mr. Xi, please don't misunderstand me. My grandfather has no intention of being disrespectful. It's just that he is deeply aware that your masterful moves on your claws and your through-arm boxing skills are quite good."
They are all interconnected, and if they are combined into one, perhaps we can find another way."
When Xi Kaiyuan heard this, it was like a thunder exploded in mid-air, and he thought to himself: "Combining claw skills and boxing skills into one? It seems that there is indeed much potential. I have been immersed in these two martial arts for a long time, why have I never thought of it?"
He was still in his thoughts at this time, but he heard Mu Yun continue: "In addition, my grandfather heard that Master Xi's actions were a bit ruthless. Of course, this was probably just a rumor. But after all, he killed too many people and there was peace, so I hope that Xi will be harmed."
The leader can hide his edge and be benevolent to benefit the public."
Xi Kaiyuan's face heats up, and in the blink of an eye he clasped his fists in greeting and said, "Thank you for your advice from Mr.
Everyone knows very well that expecting this guy to benefit the public is nothing more than wishful thinking. But in the near future, he will probably indulge in his own unique tricks, which will also reduce the number of intrusive acts of kindness.
Wen Huchen had always been quite disapproving of this person, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw this. At this time, he heard Mu Yun's voice again: "Master Wen of Wohu Gang is probably here, please take the Panlong Purple Gold Spear."