"What the old man said is wrong. Didn't you say that he and I have the same blood flowing in our bodies?"
"Well, it does happen."
Canxian admitted it generously.
This is what makes Canxian confused. Judging from the blood flowing in his body, the relationship between the two is that of father and son, but why are they like this now, not knowing each other.
I'm afraid there are some ulterior secrets in it, but Canxian didn't have time to spare and told Yang Feng all this.
"That's alright, let's rescue him. Isn't it too much to ask him some questions?"
To be honest, Yang Feng has always wanted to get to the bottom of this matter, but there is no valid reason.
Now a great opportunity was before him, and Yang Feng couldn't bear to miss it.
In the arena.
The situation changes, and visions appear frequently. First, there is the bloodline of the sixth-grade spiritual beast, the thunder of the sky, and then the souls of Ni and Dragon Slayer merge into one.
In addition, Dou Huang sacrificed his soul to the sword to welcome the birth of the Dragon King.
Three forces rarely seen in the world collided violently in the ring.
The residual immortals with these powers can vaguely see the clues. These powers should not belong to Daxia Star, but they are gathered together. This can only mean that there is an invisible black hand behind everything controlling everything.
To be honest, Yang Feng didn't want to get too involved in this matter before he had the strength to wade into the muddy waters.
But now I'm afraid it's too early. I glanced at the three energies raging crazily on the distant stage, and then glanced at a certain location in the dark.
He shook his head slightly and said: "My body will be broken by your boy sooner or later."
Originally, his remaining magic power was used to save his life at critical moments, but since he laid out the giant Buddha of Yang Feng, he couldn't even remember how many times he had taken action.
Just when Canxian let out a breath and prepared to cast earth-shattering magic powers.
Mr. Wang, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly appeared like a ghost, his only remaining arm shaking uncontrollably.
Everyone was confused and looked at Mr. Wang standing in the sky, his arms uncontrollably trembling.
"Old man, what's going on? Is the owner's hand cramped?"
Yang Feng remembered the biology he learned in high school. He had convulsions due to low blood calcium and muscle weakness due to high blood calcium.
The owner of Gambling Stone Shop, who was walking in the air, was probably suffering from hypocalcemia and convulsions.
The crippled immortal in the humanoid pendant was trying not to laugh. Yang Feng, a powerful and powerful man, actually said that his hands were cramped. It was really the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Well, there should be something hidden in his arm..."
Canxian hasn't finished speaking yet.
A brick-shaped secret book flew out from Mr. Wang's remaining hand.
And the Banzhu secret book, which was freed from the restraints of Mr. Wang's arms, flew towards the ring at the moment of escape.
It looked like a son meeting his biological father.
"Is that a brick?"
I have to say that although the secret book looks like a brick, it looks pretty good, with a light golden light emitting from all over.
From a distance, it looks like a brick made of gold.
"Damn it! Gold bricks?! This guy, Mr. Wang, is not simple. On the surface, he looks like a fairy, with a breeze on his sleeves. He doesn't look like someone who is greedy for worldly money.
Unexpectedly, I actually hid a gold brick in my sleeve. It seems that my layout is too small. "
Yang Feng stared intently at the gold bricks flying towards the ring, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
At the beginning, he promised to repay Gu Qianqian fifty million, but now half a year later, he is still empty-handed. He finally found a gold brick, and he still claimed it.
"The gold bricks flew out of the boss's sleeves. What caused this trouble?"
"Well, I don't think it's that simple. Look at the direction of the gold brick."
As he spoke, a man in the audience stood up and pointed at the gold bricks flying towards the ring.
The gold brick has its own trailing effect, leaving a faint golden light wherever it passes.
And in the arena.
Yang Xiuxian fought two against one and still managed to keep up.
The dragon's roar echoed through the sky, and purple-gold thunder and lightning struck down one after another.
It seems that whenever thunder and lightning are about to fall on Yang Xiuxing, his inverse and dragon-slaying souls will appear in time to defend Yang Xiuxian from the thunder and lightning.
The Dragon King who broke out of the Emperor's Sword was always just a fake dragon soul. In front of the real dragon soul, he still had to behave with his tail between his legs.
The golden brick rushed towards Yang Xiuxian desperately, and when it appeared on the ring, it had already attracted the attention of the three parties.
"Haha! Human ants, do you think you can sneak attack me with this gold brick? How ridiculous!"
The five-colored eagle controlled the purple-gold thunder and lightning while ignoring the golden brick. He just didn't believe it. With his physical strength at the third level of Yijin Realm, he couldn't hold up a brick.
On the other hand, Dragon Emperor Dragon Soul also had a look of disdain in his eyes when he saw the golden brick.
After the gold brick flew around the ring, it hit the back of Wucai Diao's head, and it was a brick.
Phew!
The five-colored eagle let out a cry that was as tragic as the world before falling unconscious on the ring.
Before the pseudo-dragon soul could react, there was another dull brick.
"This, what kind of magic weapon is this?"
Even Yang Xiuxian didn't think he could stand up after being hit by a brick.
When did such a terrifying magical weapon appear on this Daxia planet, even though it doesn’t look very good?
But this power is much stronger than his Dragon Soul Spear.
"Hehe! My name is Jin Banzhuan. What do you think? I'm pretty good, right?"
The golden tile actually spoke human words and even winked at him.
For the first time in his life, Yang Xiuxian felt like he had seen a ghost.
Magic weapons that speak human words only exist in legends. Ordinary magic weapons only have spirits, and they cannot speak freely.
To put it bluntly, it is a body, but a soul lives in it, which is equivalent to saying that this body is just a container to accommodate the soul.
The brick in front of him seemed to have the potential to be a demon cultivator, but the strange thing was that Yang Xiuxian did not detect any demonic aura on it.
"Uh, that's great. What can I do for you? If not, I'll call it a day."
Yang Xiuxian glanced at the five-color sculpture lying unconscious on the ground, and the pseudo-dragon emperor who was so bored that he was stunned by a brick.
After counting the time, it's time to end this farce.
According to his plan, the fight would have lasted for a while, but the help of this brick of unknown origin saved him a lot of time.
"Master, don't you want me anymore? I am Jin Bianzhu! Banzhuan has been dormant for many years, just to fight back to the other side with the master..."
"Stop, stop it. First of all, I am not your master. My name is Yang Xiuxing, and I am an immortal cultivator from Daxia Star. Do you understand? Immortal cultivator. Secondly, I don't know any gold bricks or silver bricks. OK?"
Yang Xiuxian was wary of the gold brick that always stuck on the back of his head. He was not in a good mood that day, so he didn't think he could bear it if he had such a brick on the back of his head. .
"Master, you still said that you don't know me. You even know my brother Yin Bianbian, wuwuwu! Master doesn't want me anymore! I, I can't live anymore."
Jin Banzhu, who was originally smiling, seemed to have taken the wrong medicine.
It started bumping around with its indestructible body.
"Stop, stop, stop, you can follow me if you want. Just wait until I tame this colorful eagle first."
"Master, just leave this to Ban Brick."
Seeing that Yang Xiuxian finally let go, Jin Banzhuan began to volunteer.
The vision on the ring then dissipated, and what appeared was a hilarious scene.
"Look, the Five-Colored Eagle has been subdued by Brother Physical Cultivator."
"Look, the pseudo-dragon soul has also been beaten to pieces."
"Look at the golden tiles on the shoulders of the mysterious bodybuilder."
…
Even Yang Xiuxian was not completely sure that he wanted the Wucai Diao to surrender, but the gold brick on his shoulder made the Wucai Diao, who had always been arrogant, choose to surrender.
After all, who can guarantee that if you give him another brick, he will get a concussion!
Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is better to surrender temporarily and find another way out later.
Seeing so many people in the audience cheering for his master, Jin Bian couldn't help but feel that everything he did was worthwhile.
"Old man, do you know what happened? Why did the body cultivator suddenly turn the tide of the battle, turn defeat into victory, and even choose to surrender to the colorful eagle, which has always had a proud personality?"
The battle in the arena lasted only a moment. Yang Feng, whose Dantian was sealed, couldn't see clearly what was happening.
The only people present who could see all of this were Canxian, Wang Lao, Wu Yao, and Ji Tian.
As for Douhuang, when the Huangji Sword was broken, he had already lost his life and death.
"What kind of treasure is that brick made of? Could it be..."
"But that physical cultivator didn't complete the three battles, so he shouldn't have appeared."
Wu Yao, Ji Tian witnessed with his own eyes how the golden brick was a five-color carving of the third-level physical strength of the Yi Jin Realm, one brick at a time, stuck on the back of his head.
Then Wucai Diao fell unconscious on the ring, and the battle situation was already in a state of anxiety.
But it was settled by two bricks. What was terrible was that the golden brick actually spoke human words and called the mysterious body cultivator its master.
Now they didn't dare to have the slightest temper when facing Yang Xiuxian.
"Haha! Congratulations to Brother Yang for turning the tide of the battle and getting a magic weapon!"
Others don't know the origin of this gold brick, but it doesn't mean that Mr. Wang doesn't know that this gold brick was originally sealed in his arm by the ancient spirit with great means.
Not only is it a magical weapon, but the brick also contains a martial art.
In today's era of desolate physical cultivation in Daxia Star, many martial arts techniques have been lost.
However, there is no matching martial art for physical cultivation, just like a cultivator who does not understand spiritual energy techniques and has no foundation but cannot use them.
"You're welcome, Mr. Wang, there are still two battles left!"
Yang Xiuxian was not troubled by the gold brick. In the dark, he felt that there was an invisible black hand controlling everything.
However, after repeated inductions, the strongest person in this stone gambling workshop, the one-armed old man in front of him, did not notice the strange aura.
"Haha! Since Brother Yang is so impatient, I can't offend Brother Yang."
Mr. Wang is determined to make friends with Yang Xiuxing, because Yang Xiuxing is very likely to be one of the "pioneers" in the future.
