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Lu Ren said displeasedly: "This is not okay, and that is not okay, and you can give me whatever you want, it is simply not sincere."

Yang Jian smiled wryly, what Lu Ren wanted was what he could not give, which really made him a little helpless, after all, it was Chen Xiang who took the initiative to secretly pass the wick to Lu Ren's waist card, which was unreasonable both emotionally and rationally.

After pondering for a while, Yang Jian cupped his hands and said, "Other than this, I can give you everything else."

Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Lu Ren was also a little surprised. It's hard to imagine that as a fairy, he has such a broad mind.

He pondered for a while, and said: "Give me all the magical skills and magical powers you have learned from outside the teacher's school, and I will give you the wick."

"no problem!"

Yang Jian agreed without hesitation, for fear that Lu Ren would go back on his word. After all, although he called himself Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, because he listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement, the heavenly court gave him very little salary. Strictly speaking, He was on commission, so the background of his worth was really urgent.

After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of jade slip, and after engraving the supernatural powers and spells, he and Lu Ren paid the money and delivered the goods to complete the transaction.

Lu Ren weighed the jade slips, looked at the dozens of secret formulas and hundreds of supernatural powers inside, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

After all, it is definitely not that simple for Yang Jian to like him.

After Yang Jian got the wick, his expression was obviously relieved. Obviously, the wick is not only important to Chen Xiang, but also extremely important to him. This must be obtained no matter what. Now that he can get it peacefully, Yang Jian is in a good mood. Pretty good.

It is a good thing to be able to not use martial arts. Although he doesn't care about the opponent's background, after all, if it is to fight for background, there are really few people who can beat him. The vast majority are still in a state of eating and waiting to die.

Looking at Lu Ren, Yang Jian suddenly said, "Brother Dao, why don't you take two tricks?"

When Lu Ren heard the words, his expression was quite moved, but finally he shook his head slightly and said: "Forget it, I love peace and don't like fighting!"

"..."

Looking at Lu Ren's tall and burly figure of more than 1.9 meters, although he is not as good as a giant spirit fighter, he is definitely not a weak hand, and his strength is extremely restrained, without revealing anything.

As for the 18th Rank Heavenly Immortal Art that floated on the surface, it was completely the opponent's camouflage, and he, who had experienced many battles, could definitely see it clearly.

Seeing this, Yang Jian said again: "Let's just compare martial arts to learn moves. It doesn't matter if we don't use our real strength, it won't have much impact."

Although Lu Ren was very eager to try, he didn't immediately agree. Although he wanted to see the strength of the celestial ranks in the Great World of Journey to the West, after all, he had a criminal record. Very serious.

Offended a high-ranking person who deliberately wanted to suppress and kill you was still a woman. Unless the entire heaven was turned over, once he was discovered, he would not be able to stay in the Three Realms.

"I don't know why Zhenjun asked me for a martial arts competition?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and said: "Brother Dao, don't underestimate yourself. I think people are quite accurate and have a good intuition. You must have real kung fu in it."

Lu Ren thought for a while, and confirmed: "I hope this matter will not be spread to the outside world. After that, we will pretend that we don't know each other."

Although Yang Jian was strange, everyone had their own secrets, so he readily agreed.

When he came in just now, under the gaze of Lu Ren, his long-standing fighting instinct immediately made his hair stand on end, his tailbone tightened, and his muscles tensed.

I haven't encountered that feeling for many years. Even if I fought with Monkey King last time, the two sides tacitly put their efforts together, and I didn't feel the fatal threat at all during the battle between Shang and Zhou.

But now he feels this long-lost sense of danger again, which is why he always wants to discuss with Lu Ren.

A person whose real strength is at least no weaker than him is willing to stay in this patrol department, Yang Jian has very complicated emotions in his heart.

I don't know whether it's because the patrol division is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, or the times are changing so fast that he can't react.

As for the other party's shocking secrets... What do you want to do hiding here, Yang Jian has no idea at all to find out.

When the court was overturned that day, he might still have a few moments of joy.

What's more, things at home are a mess, so there is no time to take care of other people.

Lu Ren nodded, turned his hands behind his back, walked to the desk where the fairy sword was placed, and slowly drew out the long sword.

Clang!

The long sword hummed in a low voice, making a melodious sword sound.

Looking at the sword body which is as bright as the moon, Lu Ren still couldn't help admiring: "Every time I see this sword, I feel that the workmanship is excellent, the materials are exquisite, and there are more than 300 sets of formations engraved on it. Stacked and exploited perfectly.

This is definitely the ability of a Master of Formation Dao who is proficient in the art of refining weapons to do this, and what I didn't expect was that he would even make it into an assembly line to produce it. In terms of production, at least 10,000 such long swords can be produced a day. "

Just this point alone is enough to show how terrifying the heavenly background of this world is. If it is placed in the present world, it will definitely be an unimaginable colossus.

After all, in the present world, the inspiration has recovered and the outer gods have temporarily retreated. Both Tiangong and Lingshan are in a period of extreme weakness.

With a long sword in his hand, Lu Ren walked towards the courtyard, facing the solemn Yang Jian, even holding the three-pointed and two-edged spear in his hand.

Lu Ren said dumbly: "Zhenjun doesn't need to be so cautious, it's just a simple discussion."

That being said, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Although he doesn't know how to use real power, Dao Ren, who is armed with a sword, has already transcended the ordinary and entered the Tao, and has reached the stage judged by the system as unprecedented.

Yang Jian said solemnly: "It seems that brother Dao has already walked a very long distance in the way of swordsman."

Lu Ren smiled lightly, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "It's just a little opinion."

Then both of them fell silent, and Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes wide in the next second, and there was a faint golden light flowing between the vertical lines between his brows. At this moment, the strong physique is like golden jade luster.

hum!

I saw the three-pointed and two-edged gun cutting through the air like picking up a mountain, piercing the sky, and there was a dull sound bursting out in an instant.

Seeing this, Lu Ren didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he twisted his body forward, and the sound of the sword buzzed, like a sky dragon rising from the abyss, holding Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged spear with great strength.

What the hell?

Yang Jian only felt an unimaginably large force erupting from the long sword, making him feel as if he was being crushed by dozens of hundreds of mountains.