Chapter 2240 Uncle Master Breakthrough

Qiu Song is a middle-aged man. He is neither fat nor thin, and his eyes are often shining with brilliance. He is obviously a person with a lively mind.

He walked to the weapon stand, took out a big gun from it, and felt quite good, so he walked to the center of the venue and said expressionlessly: "Qiu Song, please give me advice!"

The big gun easily shook out six gun flowers, and it was obvious that he had a lot of attainments in the big gun.

Inujiro felt that his toothache was quite painful. He glanced at the soft sword in his hand, then gestured at the other party's big gun, looked back with a bitter face, gritted his teeth and said, "Please wait for me to change my weapon."

"Hmph! Is it still allowed to rest after the wheel battle?"

"It's not about going to a break, but about changing weapons..." Inujiro waved his hand.

"Where did you come from so much nonsense? You will automatically admit defeat in the end. Can you change your weapon? Why are you still waiting for you if you don't have to do it? If you change your weapon, will I still wait for you for an hour? If you return to China to change your weapon, will I still wait for you to come back?"

Qiu Song said aggressively, and Ling Feng nodded repeatedly. That's the truth.

"This kid is good! It's very much to my liking."

Ling Feng praised him.

Mr. Li shook his head: "I don't like his temperament very much. Those who practice martial arts should win people with virtue, and forgive others if they can. However, Qiu Song's nature is easy to change, and I have taught him many times, but he can't change his personality."

"Uncle Master, whether it is practicing martial arts or practicing, it is just a word of competition. If you don't fight or grab it, how can you go further?"

"Strike?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Uncle Li's eyes.

If someone else said it, Master Li might even scold him loudly. The words "Martial virtue and martial virtue" have long been deeply rooted. However, Ling Feng's identity is higher than him and his strength is stronger than him. Uncle Li must consider what he said.

"Yes, it's like the practice of our ancient martial artists. Those who are strong have greatly extended their lifespans. Are they fighting for their lives in the hands of the King of Hell? It's like this fighting spirit, which is essentially plundering the vitality in the world for one's own use, and fighting with this place of weather, and how can we make progress?"

Ling Feng's voice seemed to have a special charm, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind every word.

Uncle Li only felt that the release of Buddha was the Great Lv Huang Zhong, which made his mind swell and the bottleneck that had not loosened for a long time. At this time, he actually lifted a corner of the goddess's skirt for him, and the scenery inside was vaguely visible.

Countless vital energy of heaven and earth began to gather continuously, and a whirlpool was formed around him to the naked eye.

"Only those who compete for this weather can make your strength break through."

Ling Feng's voice suddenly rose to a certain level, sharp and harsh, making everyone present buzz with their ears.

He used a special method to send the voice to Uncle Li's mind. Uncle Li, who was in a state of breakthrough, could not hear the sound outside.

They looked over in surprise.

I saw Uncle Li letting the Buddha stand half asleep and half awake, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"Father is going to break through, don't let others disturb you!" Li Hu immediately understood, walked to Uncle Li, and stared at the ronin of the Sun Kingdom with a fierce look.

"Don't worry, as long as there is no one moving the uncle's body, there will be no problem." Ling Feng waved his hand, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he complained about his old man.

Mr. Li has a problem with his views. His own accumulation is already strong enough. The old man did not inspect the strongholds of these outer disciples all year round, so he naturally could not give them guidance.

He is no longer young, and even if he can make a breakthrough, it will be even more difficult to go further.

A hint of joy flashed in Qiu Song's eyes in the field, and he looked back at his master. The stronger the master's strength, the stronger the confidence they are in being disciples.

Although he knew that the master didn't like his personality, Qiu Song understood that blindly treating others was easy to bully, so he would rather be a villain to protect this big family.

Inujiro, the opposite side seized this opportunity, took two steps in three steps at a time, and the soft sword was like a lively poisonous snake, aiming at Qiu Song's neck. His soft sword was definitely not spared if it was broken by blowing hair and stabbing it into the neck.

"You're fooled!"

Qiu Song shouted loudly, and the big gun in his hand swept across, and the head of the gun quickly moved, almost hitting Inujiro's waist.

If he missed a blow, Qiu Song withdrew his gun and stabbed it. In his hand, the gun was released to life. Like a dragon that was turning over, the Inu Erlang could only dodge everywhere in a mess.

To be fair, Qiu Song's strength is even worse than Inu Erlang.

However, Youdao is that every inch is long and one inch is strong, and every inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Inujiro naturally cannot play the risk of the soft sword when he cannot get close to him, but Qiu Song can fully utilize the advantages of the big gun.

"I……"

Inu Erlang was about to admit defeat when he saw Qiu Song's spear head pointing at his throat. Inu Erlang was so shocked that he held back his words and hurriedly dodged. However, Qiu Song's spear was like a shadow and was about to pierce a few transparent holes on his body.

"We give in this game!"

The sound of the dumb little Japanese ronin was very awkward and stumbled, as if he was not good at speaking, but his skills were quite agile. He was so quick that he swung the samurai sword in his hand, blocking the killer attack.

"Haha... I didn't expect that I could still break through to the Qihai Realm in my lifetime! It's so great that I'm going to live! Thank you for your advice from the young master!"

Uncle Li laughed loudly, shocking the world, and glanced at everyone present with great enthusiasm. Except for Ling Feng, everyone present had to avoid his sharp eyes.

Just as he advanced, he could not control this power freely, and it overflowed and produced extremely strong oppressive force.

The short and solid ronin warrior looked at Uncle Li with a serious expression, and said a lot of words, and finally said bluntly: "Nikawa Wushu, please give me advice!"

"Are you going to break the rules? Don't you continue to compete in the wheel battle? Uncle Master, please stabilize your realm first, and leave it to me here." Ling Feng took a step forward. At this time, Uncle Master Li is not suitable for fighting with others. His qualifications are limited. If he competes just after breaking through, he can easily fall into a realm.

"Mr. Nishikawa Wusu said that the competitions of others are meaningless. Only the duel of experts is a truly meaningful competition. He challenged Mr. Li. You can have the candidates at the peak of the Hidden Spirit."

Inujiro, who had survived death, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If Nishikawa Busu hadn't taken action just now, he would have been hanging.

In this competition, he obviously had to play the role of translator.

Ling Feng dug his nose and didn't even look at Wushu Nishikawa at first glance: "Who are you? Since the rules have been set, you must abide by them. Otherwise, I think group fights are better, can the rules be modified? Of course, group fights are just one group of us beat you, and one single fights are fine. You can fight all of us alone. You can choose the rules I modified at will."

Inujiro passed on Ling Feng's words to Nishikawa Wusu. Nishikawa Wusu's face turned pale and began to roar at Inujiro. Ling Feng could see the spitting star flying to Inujiro's face. The poor Inujiro didn't even dare to wipe it.

This situation made Ling Feng a little confused. Inu Erlang's identity is not low. The owner of a big martial arts hall actually scolded someone like a grandson. It was really unusual.

But everyone behind it still took it for granted.

"Your Excellency Nishikawa Wusu said, are you not as honored as a warrior? If there is such a pattern, You Youer Excellency Nishikawa Wusu will personally hang the plaque on your martial arts hall sign. That, sir, you will agree to Mr. Nishikawa Wusu's request." Inujiro shrank his neck and translated reluctantly. The last sentence was obviously his own meaning.

"If you are willing to be a traitor, I can consider agreeing. Forget about accepting someone like you, it will defile our martial arts school. Whether to fight or not, you can choose. Now it's not even noon, and you can fight slowly, why are you anxious? Could it be that you still have to rush to have a meal?"

What kind of martial arts competition does not matter to Ling Feng. He just couldn't take advantage of the other party's intentions, just to disgust the people on the other side.

Inujiro discussed with Nishikawa Wushu again. Nishikawa Wushu nodded in the end, but he had no end. He looked at Qiu Song and said with a stern look: "Nishikawa Wushu, please give me advice!"

Qiu Song felt that the hair suddenly rose. The opposite of Nishikawa Wushu was nearly one shorter than him, but it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if facing a wild wolf who had been hungry for more than ten days, he would die if he accidentally did not.

Ling Feng thought about it, took a few stones and put them in his hand, and said to Qiu Song: "Don't worry, bold attack, if you are in danger, I will save you."

The word Qiu Song's heart fell silent. He was a smart man. Although he had never seen Ling Feng's skills, his roar just now was full of energy and was far above anyone on the scene, even above his own master. It can be seen that his strength was absolutely extraordinary.

Qiu Song launched the attack with all his strength, and the samurai sword of Nishikawa Wusu made him in a hurry just by picking, stabbing, and slashing.

Finally, the somewhat impatient Busu Nishikawa began to use a killer move. Just when Qiu Song couldn't resist it, the stone in Ling Feng's hand flew out, just blocking his samurai sword.

Qiu Song quickly gave in at this time.

Although Ling Feng's stone was very fast, those present could also find it. For a moment, the ronin warriors began to clamor and scolded Ling Feng angrily.

Nishikawa Wusu was not happy anymore, and asked by Inujiro's translator: "Why did you suddenly interfere? You just said you should abide by the rules, but you broke the rules. Please give us an explanation."

"Bad explanation, you're stupid, you can't tell it." Ling Feng sweared. If he didn't take action just now, Qiu Songtie would definitely die at the hands of Nishikawa Wushu. Nishikawa Wushu didn't hold back at all, and it was clearly a murderous intention.

"Who are the most powerful people at the level of the hidden spirit? Don't worry about life safety. I want three ways for this Japanese devil." Ling Feng's nature of protecting the calf started to attack, and he said a sentence to the selected list. The murderous words made Inujiro's head shrink.

"Senior Brother?"

Everyone looked at the longest person in the grade. This was a middle-aged man with a simple face, with thick calluses, indicating that he was more like a farmer than a warrior.

"Mr., what does three legs mean? He only has two legs?"

The honest senior brother looked confused and looked at Nishikawa Wushu with a careful look, but he still didn't find where his third leg was.

"Ahem..."

Ling Feng was about to take a sip of tea, but was told by this senior brother. He thought to himself that he could be taught like this by his uncle, so he was considered a strange person.

"Do you understand the man's leg?"

Ling Feng squeezed his eyes at the elder brother.

"don't know."

The eldest brother shook his head honestly.

Li Hu was a young man after all, with a much more active mind, like Qiu Song, who was already flushed with his face and almost laughed out loud.

Ling Feng was completely defeated and pointed at Nishikawa Wushu: "How did the eunuch make that thing between his legs?"

"Oh, I understand. Please rest assured, Mr., since he dares to kill Junior Brother Qiu, I will definitely make him worse than death! If it is not the moment of life and death, Mr., please do not take action."

The eldest brother solemnly hugged his fists, walked to the weapon stand, and chose a big sword to open the mountain.

Nishikawa Wusu glanced at him contemptuously and hooked his fingers.

Facts have proved that Nishikawa Wushu is indeed qualified to be proud.

The eldest brother's sword was powerful and strong, dancing wildly, but the Nishikawa Wushuo attacked far faster than the eldest brother. In this way, every time he counterattacked, the eldest brother had to change his moves and resist.

The Kaishan Knife weighed at least thirty pounds. Over time, the eldest brother's knife gradually slowed down.

The only way to break the martial arts in the world is to be fast. Although his big sword does not dare to take the lead, he can only use clever force to resist it, but the samurai sword of the Nishikawa Wushu is also sharp, and it will definitely not feel good to get a knife.

A glimmer of light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and a ball of air formed by fighting energy hit his leg. Nishikawa Wushu staggered and almost hit his head by the senior brother's pioneering sword!

"Baga!"

Wu Zi Nishikawa was furious, but no one in the field saw anyone taking action. He could only look at Ling Feng with hatred and told him intuition that this person was the one who did it.

Nishikawa Wushu's movements were more cautious, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes. In this state, unless Ling Feng directly killed him with his combat energy, he would be unable to do anything to him.

However, after all, the other party is a peak figure in the dark energy. If you want to kill him, the long-distance combat energy will consume a lot, and it will form an obvious air mass that even a fool can see.
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