Chu Yang laughed heartily. What he said just now clearly touched on this guy's pain.
"No wonder you are so confident, tsk tsk tsk..." Mr. Wei looked at Chu Yang sideways: "It turns out that he is already at the ninth level of the saint level... tsk tsk, that's good, boy, have you eaten the god's fart? You have improved so quickly?"
"That's right!" Chu Yang puffed out his chest in a lively manner: "I'm torturing you now, just like playing."
Mr. Wei laughed and said, "Let's discuss and learn from each other later?"
"I'm afraid I'll beat you to death and it won't be easy for you to explain to Jun Lulu." Chu Yang was very humble.
"It's okay. I'll just treat it as learning from you." Mr. Wei winked.
Chu Yang looked up suspiciously, a little puzzled. This guy still seemed to be at the level of the second-grade saint. Are you trying to compete with him? Are you really looking for abuse?
Thinking of his failure at the hands of Mr. Wei, Master Chu suddenly became proud and his anger level increased!
"Okay! After you finish processing, I will discuss with you, discuss with you!" Chu Yang said through gritted teeth.
While he was talking, those members of the Pang family in Hushan had turned into corpses on the ground.
The leader of the men in black came back to give orders.
"You guys go back first. I have something to discuss with this boss!" Mr. Wei waved his hand.
The men in black respectfully agreed, and one by one couldn't help but raise their heads and look secretly; there were not many people here who could be called "this boss" by Young Master Wei.
What he saw was a handsome young man in black clothes. At this moment, this young man was nodding and smiling.
The young man's free and easy attitude and Mr. Wei's unrestrained style are like two identical brothers.
Equally outstanding and different.
I just heard Mr. Wei say: "Let's go, let's find a place to have a good fight. It's been a long time since we met an opponent above the Saint level... It's really itchy."
With a snap, the two people disappeared at the same time.
Only the men in black who had just finished their work as executioners were left with their mouths wide open and their eyes almost bulging out.
What? Just now, this young man who was as cool as jade, even quiet and thin, was actually a holy master?
"Heisan, did I hear you correctly? Saint level?" One of the big men in black turned to look at his companions blankly.
"Well, I think I heard it wrong." Hei San.
"What Wei Zao said could be wrong?" another person said.
"Oh my god...holy level..."
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In the distance. In the mountains.
"A little cold light can kill the whole world, so why not!..."
Chu Yang displayed his sword moves vigorously, attacking Mr. Wei vertically and horizontally. Mr. Wei retreated step by step.
"Haha..." Master Chu was very excited: "Brother Wei, I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't dare to use my full strength."
Mr. Wei smiled faintly: "Then you go all out and I'll test my bottom line endurance."
"Okay!" Chu Yang shouted and added a little more force.
Mr. Wei still resisted unsteadily: "A little more effort..."
Chu Yang suddenly felt something bad: Damn it, have I been tricked again...
Now he has reached the third level of Sword Saint level. This kind of power is enough to kill a fifth level Saint level master! Mr. Wei was on the verge of falling at the beginning. But he is still in such danger now?
This guy... won't improve so quickly, right?
Chu Yang let out a long roar, and the long sword rolled out; the last four moves of the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique were launched with all his strength, the power of soft water, the power of violent waves, the power of huge waves... attack with all possible means!
Mr. Wei gave a long laugh: "Look at me!"
Suddenly he opened his hands and made a swipe sound. The land in front of him whizzed out at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, a patch of green formed, covering the entire battlefield!
Mr. Wei smiled and raised his hands: "Watch the move!"
All the green vines were wrapping around Chu Yang as if they were alive.
Chu Yang was shocked. He never imagined that such a strange kung fu could be achieved. The Nine Tribulations Sword swiped a few times, completely cutting off the vines and falling to the ground. But then he realized that he was already in a green ocean.
And Mr. Wei's figure has disappeared.
Only this green sea that keeps growing is attacking me furiously; moreover, the new vines are actually covered with spikes, attacking like poisonous snakes.
After cutting it off, it still took root after it fell to the ground; the more it was cut off, the more it grew.
Chu Yang was greatly surprised. While slashing wildly with his sword, he said angrily: "What kind of kung fu is this?"
A green vine in front of him trembled and suddenly turned into Mr. Wei. He rushed forward silently, with strong palm force, bang bang bang...
Chu Yang was furious: "Look, I'll cut them all off! I'll dig them up by the roots!"
This trick worked as expected. The vines that were dug out by the roots obviously lost their vitality and fell softly to the ground; however, the plane loss was too great.
A long roar was heard, and Mr. Wei's thin figure stood up. A powerful voice said: "Chu Yang, take a move from me!"
"I am respected by thousands of rivers and mountains, and I am the king of the eight wastelands!"
With a long roar, Mr. Wei's figure spun rapidly in mid-air, turning into a group of green shadows, and then turned into a green cloud, falling crazily.
Thousands of palm powers and tens of thousands of energies were attacking Chu Yang from all directions in the sky and underground at this moment; each of these energies was different, some were inserted diagonally, some were flying straight, and some were curved.
What comes, and what spirals to come...
All kinds of strange attacks are coming!
"What a fool!" Chu Yang yelled: "Are you serious..." He launched the Nine Tribulations Sword with twenty moves in a frantic manner.
There was a loud bang, bang, bang, and Chu Yang rolled out like a ball.
Mr. Wei's figure fluttered back.
When Chu Yuzuo stopped, he realized that he could no longer see anything. It turned out that at this moment, he had been completely wrapped in three layers of vines.
From the outside, there is only a huge green ball.
"Are you convinced?" Mr. Wei's voice sounded.
"I'm convinced." A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss. Chu Yang readily admitted defeat.
This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a strange fighting method. Could it be the secret skill of the elves?
With a brushing sound, the vines disappeared, and Mr. Wei stood in front of him with his hands folded, smiling slightly.
"What the hell are you trying to do to me?" Chu Yang said angrily.
"Where did you start talking about this..." Mr. Wei shook his head: "You said it yourself and wanted to vent your anger on me..."
Chu Yang lamented: "Have you completely absorbed the inheritance of the elves?"
Mr. Wei nodded: "Yes, I have fully awakened the secret skills, blood and soul of the elves; I have also eaten the heart of the earth that has been passed down by my ancestors for hundreds of thousands of years. Of course, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds..."
He blinked: "It turns out that if I were exposed, I would probably be beaten to death by the nine major families, or be arrested and asked for secret skills. Of course I wouldn't dare; but now the Nine Tribulations Sword Master has obtained the fourth section of the Nine Tribulations Sword.
Of course I have to quickly regain my strongest strength."
"That's it!" Chu Yang gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You tricked me!"
Mr. Wei laughed, and then sighed: "It's a pity that the fountain of life of our elves has long since disappeared. If there was the fountain of life, my strength could still take a big step forward and reach the supreme sixth or seventh level.
level! But now, there is only the peak of the third level of the Supreme."
The fountain of life? Chu Yang's heart moved.
"But even if you restore your elf heritage, you can't improve so quickly, right?" Chu Yanghu asked.
"I received the essence of heaven and earth, and it took me more than 90,000 years to be born; doesn't this period of time count?" Master Wei rolled his eyelids.
"Monster!" Chu Yang exclaimed.
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"How are you doing during this time?" The two of them found a forest. Chu Yang cut off three adjacent big trees with one palm and sat down on a wooden pillar. Mr. Wei's brows twitched as he watched.
"It's okay, Zhuzi has been in seclusion." Mr. Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Alu and I got married. I wanted to ask her to be a witness, but she didn't show up."
"Are you married?" Chu Yang was truly surprised: "No wonder seeing you this time is different from before."
Mr. Wei was still a little unhappy when he didn't recover his elf bloodline. Why did he think about it after he recovered?
A gentle smile appeared on Mr. Wei's face.
"Where have you been since you disappeared in the Dead Lake?" Mr. Wei asked.
"I've been here for the past three days." Chu Yang chuckled, "What about you?"
"It's just as I expected." Mr. Wei smiled faintly: "I went to the Far North Wasteland to recover and improve, and then I didn't go anywhere. I concentrated on being with Ah Lu."
"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Wei to be a lover." Chu Yang joked.
"Haha... you look down on me too much." Mr. Wei laughed and sighed, "You don't understand emotional matters."
"I don't understand..." Chu Yang smiled bitterly.
Now my heart is almost entangled with my own feelings. Some people actually say that I don’t understand feelings.
The two chatted for a while, and Chu Yang was about to leave.
"When are you going to go for three days?" Mr. Wei asked before leaving.
"The day when the Nine Heavens Passage opens, it will be the time for us to kill for three days!" Chu Yang said calmly: "At that time, we will have three days and millions of miles of rivers and mountains, and you will be able to dominate!"
Mr. Wei's eyes lit up and he stood with his hands behind his hands. He looked at the clouds on the horizon for a long time and said, "Okay!"
…
The two waved goodbye.
Before leaving, Chu Yang gave Mr. Wei two kettles, specifically stating: You can only look at them after I leave, and you must drink them immediately. However, I cannot move until I have gone far.
Mr. Wei showed his disdain and agreed with a slight smile.
This kid was obviously unhappy that I had played a trick on him just now, and now he actually wanted to regain his place by pretending to be mysterious.
Seeing that Chu Yang's figure had disappeared in the distance, Mr. Wei smiled, rolled up two water bottles with his long sleeves in a pocket, and rolled up the two kettles like a flowing cloud. He hummed and unscrewed the lid of one of them.
As soon as I opened it, my nose twitched: "What a fragrant wine!"
He raised his neck and drank it; it was too little, only two or three sips... This guy was so stingy, he really wanted to covet me on purpose...
Just as he was thinking about whether he should chase Chu Yang and ask for some wine, suddenly a burst of heat came out of his dantian, and a powerful force rushed out like an overwhelming force and melted into his own meridians. His whole body was rolling like a raging wave.
Unstoppable!
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