Urban Madness

Seeing this little kid at the peak of the Golden Core in front of him, resisting the strong wind from his fan time and time again, Feng Bo couldn't help becoming a little interested.

He saw the child's arrogant appearance and narrowed his eyes.

"Young people, it's better not to be too arrogant."

Feng Bo put his hand behind him, showing a deep look.

Liu Yu didn't eat his set, he put the water back into Najie, and the piece was changed to Feng Bo.

Uncle Feng was still acting high and deep there, and was caught off guard by Liu Yu's sword.

"I'm going, you little spicy chicken, you don't speak martial arts!"

Uncle Feng hurriedly took out the sword that was blocked by the fan, and looked at the wet little furry boy in front of him cursingly.

"Your strength is so much higher than me. How can I defeat you if I don't seize the opportunity?"

Liu Yu hooked the corner of his lips and slashed out again with a sword.

A mysterious iron sword was danced so vigorously by him, and he actually forced Feng Bo to retreat steadily.

"Boy, don't be too much, you're pushing me into a hurry, and neither of us should have a better time."

The old man said angrily.

Most of his wind control uses the fan as a medium, but at this time, in order to resist Liu Yu's attack, he has no time to unfold the fan.

Liu Yu knew exactly what other tricks Feng Bo had. He smiled brilliantly at Feng Bo.

"Old man, if you have any tricks, you will just look down on me."

Feng Bo is not good, except for the fight against Huang Di, where he has been wronged, even Chi You must respect his age and give him three points.

Liu Yu's one sword is more powerful than one sword, and that sword technique seems to be a bit more powerful than Ye Fan.

Under the viewing platform, Old Man Fuxi didn't know when he came to Dijiang's side.

"Old man, do you think this sword technique is a bit like..."

Di Jiang touched his smooth chin, thoughtfully, when he saw the old man coming, he asked directly.

The old man put his hands behind him, hunched his waist, and looked at Liu Yu on the stage intently.

"Where is this like, this is clearly exactly the same!"

Di Jiang nodded, his complexion became a little dignified, but he stopped talking, only quietly watching the game on stage.

When the two said this, they used sound transmission, so Ye Fan on the side didn't know what the two of them had exchanged.

A wave of spiritual power centered on Feng Bo, pulsing round and round like water ripples, shaking Liu Yu out.

Liu Yu was affected by this spiritual power fluctuation, his blood surged, and a touch of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Liu Yu was injured, the old man smiled grimly.

"Smelly boy, how dare you insult the old man like that, don't blame the old man, I'm not welcome!"

The old man opened the fan, and after being injected with spiritual power, the fan flew into the air and kept spinning.

Liu Yu knows a lot about Uncle Feng. He spent a lot of time dealing with Uncle Feng. When he saw this posture, he knew that he was going to summon a whirlwind.

The fan spins faster and faster, and below it, a whirlwind is getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing that the whirlwind was almost condensed, the old man put away the fan, commanded the whirlwind, and attacked Liu Yu.

Predictably, Liu Yu hurriedly avoided the situation, but Liu Yu was holding the mysterious iron sword in his hand to resist the strong wind and squeezed into the center of the whirlwind.

"Impossible, how could this kid know the weakness of my whirlwind!"

Seeing Liu Yu's actions, Feng Bo was a little panicked for a while.