Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 517 Fighting
Wang Xuesong looked it over, it was heavy, cold and solid, it looked like a subduing magic pestle, Wang Xuesong was Wang Hongda's first apprentice, it was reasonable to hold this heavy weapon.

"Thank you teacher!"

With tears in his eyes, Wang Xuesong bowed to Wang Hongda, the grace of recreating and refining the magic weapon is hard to repay in ten thousand deaths!
In the evening, Wang Xuesong took the Feiquan pestle and began to practice happily. This pestle and Wang Xuesong have the same origin, one yin and one yang.

Wang Hongda continued to meditate. In the middle of the night, Wang Xuesong was soundly asleep when he suddenly heard Wang Hongda calling him.

Wang Xuesong had already found the pattern, Wang Hongda called himself in the middle of the night, it must be someone from the mountain looking for trouble, but he just put on his clothes and came to the lobby.

Wang Hongda was still sitting on the main seat in the lobby.

"Someone has gone up the mountain, probably the one who gave Huang Lu a pass. Take the Feiquan pestle and fight him. I'll see the effect."

Wang Xuesong was overjoyed, went back to the room to get the Feiquan pestle, and came to the open space in front of the mountain with Wang Hongda.

Zhao Wenchi walked up the mountain slowly, and saw Wang Xuesong and Wang Hongda, a man and a woman.

"Ha, I thought it was some kind of decent sect that exorcises demons and protects Taoism. It turns out that it is also a fellow of dual cultivation of men and women. This is your fault. I have no grievances or enmities with you. Why do you spoil my good deeds?"

Zhao Wenchi asked with a smile, seeing that Wang Xuesong and Wang Hongda were so young, he didn't take them seriously at all.

Wang Hongda looked at this man, he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looked like a Taoist priest, the only strange thing was the small suitcase in his hand, it was too old and did not match his age and clothes.

It goes without saying that what is contained in the box must be a magic weapon.

Wang Hongda sneered, and replied: "The sorcery in the room, stealing people's yin energy, sneaking around and stealing, how brave, dare to come to the door!"

Zhao Wenchi looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing to Wang Hongda and Wang Xuesong: "You guys are living together with men and women, how dare you say that I am a sorcerer in the house? I think you are also outlaws, but you are still talking loudly, wearing the cloak of a famous family and being decent. What a beast in clothes and shameless!"

Wang Hongda didn't bother arguing with Zhao Wenchi, this kind of people who use spells to harm others and benefit themselves, just cut off their morals and it's over, there is no need to talk nonsense.

He turned his head to look at Wang Xuesong, Wang Xuesong understood, picked up the Feiquan pestle, and greeted Zhao Wenchi's head without saying a word.

Wang Hongda was also shocked by Wang Xuesong's nimble skills. He only taught Wang Xuesong the meditation method of absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and gave him magic weapons and painting. Besides, he didn't teach any fighting moves, but Wang Xuesong just saw it. Practiced, is a master of fighting!
Zhao Wenchi was also taken aback, he didn't expect this young girl to be so fierce, he backed away in fright.

Wang Xuesong knew very well that the first strike is the best, so Fei Quan couldn't let go of the pestle, and the iron-like wooden bumps were thrown at his skull.

In desperation, Zhao Wenchi raised the suitcase in his hand to block the Feiquan pestle.

The weight of the Feiquan pestle is the weight of the cedar tree trunk, which weighs several tons. If Wang Xuesong had no connection with it, it would be impossible for a woman to lift it.

The suitcase was smashed by the hammer, and all the contents fell out.

Wang Xuesong withdrew his hands, took a step back, and took a closer look. Inside the box was an iron tower the size of a forearm, an iron hook the size of an arm, and a fan.

Wang Xuesong stopped, gave Zhao Wenchi a chance to breathe, picked up the iron hook on the ground, and put on a fighting posture.

Wang Xuesong looked at the tip of the iron hook that was shining with silver light under the moonlight, and felt pain in his flesh, thinking that it really was a crooked way to use such a vicious weapon.

"ah!"

Zhao Wenchi waved the hook, and the half-moon-shaped hook was hooked towards Wang Xuesong's face.

Wang Xuesong responded calmly, Fei Quan's pestle was clenched, and Zhao Wenchi's hook was almost dropped.

His hook is just an ordinary weapon, how can it block the several tons of Feiquan pestle, he was beaten back again and again, Wang Xuesong found an opportunity, directly hit the iron hook, and let it go, fell in the distance.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, so heavy?"

Wang Xuesong stood up the Feiquan pestle and knocked it on the ground with a bang, the whole mountain seemed to shake.

"Feiquan pestle."

Wang Xuesong replied proudly.

Zhao Wenchi picked up the iron hook again, trembling with Wang Xuesong again, this time no longer confronting her head-on, but avoiding her edge and focusing on attacking Wang Xuesong's weakness.

No matter how powerful the Feiquan pestle is, Wang Xuesong is still human after all.

Wang Xuesong has been fighting for hundreds of years, and her fighting experience is far beyond Zhao Wenchi's. She has noticed the changes in Zhao Wenchi's style of play, but responds to all changes with the same.

Finally, after dodging the Feiquan pestle, Zhao Wenchi found an opening. There was a gap under Wang Xuesong's ribs. He raised the iron hook and was about to hook it.

Wang Hongda, who was watching from the side, raised his heart and lifted his feet. He could see clearly that if he succeeds, Wang Xuesong would be hooked to pieces immediately!

He even showed the treasure birth clock directly, planning to suck Wang Xuesong back after she suffered a loss.

Zhao Wenchi's face was proud of the success of the scheme, watching his iron hook gleaming with a ferocious metal cold light, approaching the snow-white flesh under Wang Xuesong's rib inch by inch.

At this time, Wang Xuesong's move failed, and he turned sideways, with both hands on the other side of Zhao Wenchi, and there was no way to dodge this move.

"Suffer to death!"

Just when Zhao Wenchi was about to win, he suddenly felt a silver flash in the corner of his eyes, as if a flying spring was approaching. He turned his head suspiciously, and found that the Feiquan pestle that should have been held by Wang Xuesong had actually turned the head of the pestle around. , turned 180 degrees and aimed at himself?

"how can that be?"

Hearing a bang, Zhao Wenchi was puzzled and hit his back with a blow. He vomited blood from the beating on the spot. He came behind Wang Xuesong and almost knelt on the ground.

The Feiquan pestle flew back to Wang Xuesong's hand, Wang Xuesong turned his head, Zhao Wenchi also turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

"You, how is it possible? The pestle is clearly in your hand, how did it fly back?"

With blood on the corner of Zhao Wenchi's mouth, eyes opened to the limit, he asked Wang Xuesong in a daze.

Wang Xuesong smiled and did not intend to explain.

But Zhao Wenchi had already guessed it, and slapped his thigh suddenly: "You can control the remote control! You are so cunning!"

Wang Hongda also suddenly realized. At the beginning, he was wondering why Wang Xuesong could control the Feiquan pestle from a distance, so why did he have to use the pestle to fight? Feiquan and pestle fly!

Wang Hongda was surprised and impressed by Wang Xuesong's fighting wisdom!

Wang Xuesong saw that Zhao Wenchi had been hit, and he guessed it, so he smiled slightly and let go of the Feiquan pestle. The Feiquan pestle was still ten centimeters away from the ground, but it did not land, but was suspended in the air.

(End of this chapter)