The sword halberd intersected, Qi Lu suddenly felt his spirit sword tremble, and then his own attack was actually broken by Wang Wenguang's Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and then, Fang Tian Painting Halberd swept towards Qi Lu's waist without disappearing.

How is this possible? Her artistic conception of two percent gold is actually inferior to that of this dead drunkard? At this time, she can't allow Qi Lu to think about it, because she already feels a chill coming from her waist.

The sword move was broken, and Qilu couldn't continue to shoot at this moment, so she had to spread her body to dodge.

Wang Wenguang didn't think about hitting Qilu in the first place, so Qilu easily dodged away.

"Little girl, didn't you just say that you taught me a lesson, why did you dodge my halberd?" Wang Wenguang said with a smile.

"Hmph, dead drunkard, don't be complacent. Qi Lu gritted his teeth, and the spirit sword swung out with all his might.

But what made Qilu feel congested was that Wang Wenguang actually broke her sword move again, and also took advantage of the remaining momentum to attack her, there was no way, Qilu had to dodge again.

"Huh. Wang Wenguang smiled.

probably felt that Wang Wenguang was laughing at himself, Qilu couldn't help but rush to the crown angrily, and attacked Wang Wenguang one sword after another.

If Ji Qianqian and the others were replaced, they would probably have died under the artistic conception of Qilu's two gold, but Wang Wenguang easily broke all of Qilu's sword moves and took advantage of the situation to attack.

This Wang Wenguang is really strong. Li Wuxin couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and if he went up by himself, it was probably a little better than Qilu, but this point could not reverse the decline.

After more than a dozen moves, Wang Wenguang smiled and said, "Little girl, you can't use stronger moves? ”

"You. Qilu glared at Wang Wenguang angrily, but she couldn't say any more, because the current state was indeed her strongest state.

"What's the matter, am I, a dead drunkard, qualified to instruct you?" Wang Wenguang said.

"Hmph, don't be proud, you're just cultivating a little longer than me, if I reach your age, I can definitely beat you up. When she said this, Qilu stopped unconsciously, probably because she felt that she really couldn't beat Wang Wenguang.

"Oh, yes, what do you think I need to be qualified to guide you?" Wang Wenguang said.

"You, you, you. Qilu was so angry that her delicate body trembled, and suddenly, she seemed to think of something, so she said: "Hmph, if you can use the artistic conception of thirty percent of gold, then I will admit that you are qualified to guide me." ”

I really don't believe that you, a dead drunkard, can use the artistic conception of thirty percent of gold, even those holy sons and saints may not all be able to comprehend the artistic conception of the third layer in the realm of Wuhou Perfection, can you, a dead drunkard, really surpass those holy sons and holy daughters?

"Oh, yes, if I can use the artistic conception of thirty percent of gold, are you sure you can really admit it?" Wang Wenguang seemed to be a little skeptical.

"Hmph, I'm a green man. "Green Road.

"Good. Wang Wenguang smiled: "That's what you said." ”

Seeing Wang Wenguang's smile, Qilu's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly, could it be that this dead drunkard really comprehended the artistic conception of the three-layer gold? No, absolutely impossible, I must be overhearted.

So Qi Lu said: "Hmph, don't talk so much nonsense, if you have the ability, you can use your three-layer gold artistic conception." ”

"Haha. In Wang Wenguang's laughter, the aura of golden artistic conception on his body suddenly rose.

This is a golden artistic conception that is obviously much stronger than the green color.

Qilu stared at Wang Wenguang with wide eyes in disbelief, was she dreaming? Or was she hallucinating?

Qilu couldn't help but rub his eyes vigorously, that's right, the Wang Wenguang in front of him is indeed a three-layer golden artistic conception breath.

At this time, Li Wuxin couldn't help but show a look of shock on his face, in an obscure small sect, he actually saw a person who had comprehended the three-layer artistic conception in the realm of Wuhou Perfection? This kind of person is really enough to be a holy son.

"You, you, you. Qilu pointed at Wang Wenguang, but you can't say anything.

"Little girl, what are you? Wang Wenguang said with a smile.

Being so angry by Wang Wenguang, Qilu suddenly said angrily: "Hmph, I just think you are not qualified enough, what's wrong." ”

"Hehe, little girl, it seems that you usually really spoil this little girl. Wang Wenguang smiled at Dong Zhen.

"Let the seniors laugh. Dong Zhen did not deny it: "Lu'er, it's not a good thing to let Senior Wang guide you." ”

"Hmph, I won't admit it, yes, yes, if he has the ability, he will use forty percent of the golden artistic conception, then I will really admit that he is qualified. "Green Road.

"Haha. Wang Wenguang couldn't help laughing. Looking at Qilu's temper, people who don't know still think she's a young lady.

"You, you, you are not allowed to laugh. Crimson's face flushed slightly. Listening to Wang Wenguang's laughter, Qilu seemed to feel that Wang Wenguang was laughing at his speechlessness, but what was the matter?

"Good. Little girl, if I really use the artistic conception of the fourth layer of gold, are you sure you can really admit that I am qualified?" Wang Wenguang stopped laughing and said.

changed to an ordinary person, Wang Wenguang didn't bother to pay attention to whether the other party admitted that he had the qualifications to guide him, but perhaps because of his good impression of Dong Zhen, as well as a good impression of Qilu, and also had the mentality of giving gifts, he would be so indulgent to Qilu. You try to let Fang Zixuan talk to him like this? Make sure he won't be able to get up from lying on the ground for at least a year.

Hearing Wang Wenguang's words, Qilu's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly again, listening to the tone of this drunkard's voice, could it be that he really comprehended the artistic conception of the fourth-layer gold? Impossible, absolutely impossible, the artistic conception of the fourth-layer is already within the scope of the middle-level artistic conception, even those top saints and saints are not able to comprehend the fourth-layer artistic conception in the realm of Wuhou Perfection, this dead drunkard is even more impossible, absolutely impossible! Could it be that he is deceiving me? Yes, he's definitely lying to me, I can't fall for this dead drunkard.

Thinking of this, Qilu said, "Hmph, this time I definitely mean what I say." ”

"Little girl, are you sure that this little girl of yours can really talk this time?" Wang Wenguang looked at Dong Zhen and said.

"Green. Dong Zhen looked at Qi Green Road.

"Okay, I got it. I'm definitely talking this time. Qi Lu said: "Dead drunkard, it's your turn, quickly use your four-layer golden artistic conception for me to see." Or is it that you haven't comprehended the artistic conception of the fourth layer of gold at all, and you are lying to me. ”

"Haha, okay, since the little girl is so anxious, then you can keep your eyes open and watch carefully. After speaking, the aura on Wang Wenguang's body suddenly skyrocketed.

A sharp and incomparable aura suddenly rushed towards Crimson.