Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Over there, the Phoenix True Fire was still tirelessly burning the huge group of Vajra phantoms.

Qi Wu Yue glanced at the situation on the stage and saw at a glance what Xiao Lin was planning.

It's almost there.

He raised his hand to suppress Luo Huangji's cheerful movement of cracking melon seeds, and the sound came into his ears.

"Tell him to make sure the wounds on his body are evenly distributed, and then start practicing the mental method... Combine the internal and external forces. From the inside, practice the spiritual method to mobilize the strength in the bones, and from the outside, use the attack you have endured..."

Luo Huangji listened carefully with a smile, and couldn't help but send a voice message: "What kind of spiritual skill is this? It looks very powerful. Can I sell it to Qianwen Pavilion?"

"Whatever." Qi Wu Yue replied without moving his head.

However, there is a high probability that Luo Huangji will be beaten up as a liar.

Given the demanding nature of that body-building technique, which consumed rare resources and spiritual plants like flowing water, he dared to say that there was no other place like Nanjiang where he could grow one.

Seeing Qi Wu Yue's nonchalant attitude, Luo Huangji gave up his dream of getting rich with a little regret.

He ate the last two melon seeds, brushed off the shells, put his hands into his wide sleeves, and leisurely made a deft and fancy hand gesture.

Through the old man who made the judgment on the stone pillar and the airtight isolation array, Qi Wu Yue's words reached Xiao Lin's ears without reservation.

Xiao Lin suddenly looked up.

Luo Huangji smiled and pointed at Qi Wu Yue beside him.

What I mean is that your dear asked me to tell you.

Young lovers, believe it or not.

Teacher Luo is only responsible for conveying messages and is not responsible for anything else.

"Snapped"

Xiao Lin threw away the last intermediate-level spirit sword in his hand without thinking.

The group of sword cultivators who were just praising him as “our role model”: “???”

As for Xiao Lin.

He can still distinguish between a real wife and a fake wife.

The wound is even...

There was a gleam in Xiao Linfeng's eyes, and his fighting style became more fierce. He simply risked his life to withstand the mechanic's attack.

After dozens of attacks.

The effect is also very significant.

He was now like a piece of broken porcelain, his white jade-like skin was covered with cracks and constantly bleeding red blood.

The mechanic felt a little bit sorry for it.

But then I thought, this kid's bones are so hard that even though the shock almost cracked them, not a single bone was broken.

It was common for those sword practitioners to have several ribs broken by one punch from him.

what is this?

No! Hammer him!

The mechanic thought about it, shouted loudly, and swung the bronze bell to smash it.

Otherwise, the time of King Kong Shadow will be up and you won’t be able to smash it even if you want to.

"Oh~ Does that spiritual technique work? Isn't the price a bit too high?" Luo Huangji half covered his eyes in a pretentious manner.

Qi Wu Yue glared at him impatiently, "When you sharpen your sword, you're bound to bleed and get hurt. Why are you yelling?"

Luo Huangji glanced at him curiously. Even though he said that, the coldness in Qi Wu Yue's voice was about to seep out.

What a duplicitous little guy.

The mechanic frowned, put the bronze bell beside him, and scratched his short hair. "Well? Take two more hemostatic pills."

Don't let him fall on the stage due to excessive blood loss before he is knocked off the stage.

This brother is really capable.

Hey, look at this guy's physical fitness, he can kill so many fragile sword cultivators in seconds.

The snow-white robe was stained with blood, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow. The jade crown that tied his hair had long been shattered into pieces and no one knew where it fell. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders, his internal organs were injured, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his pale lips.

He is still stunningly handsome in this situation.

With disheveled black hair half covering his phoenix eyes, Xiao Lin raised his fingertips to wipe away the scarlet on the corner of his lips. His eyes were as calm as water. His gaze fell on the increasingly pale Vajra shadow, and he said lightly.

"This is the last blow, don't hold back, senior."

The King Kong Shadow did indeed maintain the last attack.

but.

Mechanic: “??????????”

When did he receive it?

Every punch he threw was delivered with all his might, an attack without reservation, leaving his arms covered in bruises.

It feels like he is so weak and has no power when hitting people!

You're still provoking me at this time! Very good, I think you've got the answer.

The mechanic was like a lit bomb. He gritted his teeth, overdrawn his spiritual power, and poured it into the bronze bell without reservation.

The natal magic weapon let out a sharp roar and emitted a dazzling golden light. The Sanskrit on the bronze body became somewhat visible. The towering and tall Vajra phantom glared with eyes wide open, and the mechanic seemed to have merged into one with the phantom and the golden light.

The huge Vajra Arhat held a huge bronze bell and smashed it down with a heavy bang.

Spiritual Secret...

At the same time, Xiao Lin also used up all his spiritual power to practice the spiritual technique, trying to break through the shackles on his bones. Cold sweat broke out and all the bones in his body felt as if they were crushed into powder.

All his spiritual power was used to attack the seal of the jade bone. Facing the strongest attack from the mechanic, he naturally had no energy left to make the slightest defense.

Everyone looked at Xiao Lin on the stage as if he was stupid, standing there without dodging or evading, nor fighting back.

The dazzling golden bronze bell came crashing down.

Everyone held their breath.

The old man in green robe dared not even swallow his saliva.

Taoist Mei Yun said anxiously: "Save people——"

The old man who made the judgment had a burning gaze and was fully focused, holding the spiritual secret in his hand.

Don't shout, he knows.

The moment when the reckless boy on the stage was about to be smashed into ashes.

The old man who made the judgment finally took action.

He moved!

Paji——

He fell down.

The judge ruled that the old man had fallen on the way to rescue.

The kind that grabs the ground with its head.

In the half second when he hit the ground with his head, many scenes of the boy being smashed into a cripple, a bloody mess, or even dying despite rescue efforts flashed through his mind.

Blood rushes straight to the brain.

He neglected his duty.

Snapped--

His old face hurt from the fall.

Turned his head.

Luo Huangji was pulling at the edge of his clothes desperately.

The old man who made the judgment was so angry that he was fuming.

Seeing this, Luo Huangji showed an awkward but polite smile, loosened his fingers one by one, and considerately smoothed out the wrinkles he had pulled out. His smile was so reserved.

After witnessing the whole process of Luo Huangji dragging the Lord of Adjudication and causing him to fall, Taoist Mei Yun's heart skipped a beat.

He yelled three words hysterically.

"Luo-Huang-Level!"

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He rushed forward and grabbed Luo Huangji's collar, veins popping out, and said in a cold tone: "You are hindering the rescue!"

"Hey hey hey——"

Luo Huangji almost had two bowls of rice shaken out of him by the furious teacher Xiaomei.

"Look—on—the—stage—"

The sounds of wanting to explain were all dispersed and stretched out in the air.

It was the assistant who said with surprise: "Director, that guy is not dead!"

Taoist Mei Yun threw away the Luo Huangji in his hand and turned back quickly to look.

The rescued teacher Luo said on the spot: Ugh~

I was shaken to the point of vomiting.

The person behind the scenes not only did not show any sympathy, but also instantly revealed an expression of disgust.

Teacher Luo stared at him with a sharp gaze, and scolded him with a heartbroken look: "Who am I doing this for? If you continue to be so heartless, don't even think about me helping you in the future!"

Qi Wu Yue stretched out his hand reluctantly.

Luo Huangji smiled and said, "Be good, respect the old and love the young, help me up quickly."

Qi Wu Yue stretched out his hand and poked the white-scaled poisonous snake.

The tip of the white-scaled poisonous snake's tail was wrapped around Luo Huangji's waist. It swung in a graceful arc and lifted the man up.

"..."