The Nine Godheads

In the face of Hong Xiaobao's doubts, Fu Mo felt a little embarrassed, blushing, and his heart was dark. He even felt that his knife was unsightly and he didn't want to accept his younger generation...

It’s gone! Just seeing how the world’s first-class knife method will look like it! It does not mean this contest.

"Is this person afraid that there is something wrong with it?" Hong Xiaobao was slightly speechless, but he didn't care too much. But after all, this person shouted his predecessor, and his fist didn't make a smile. Would you let him go first?

At the moment, the pot is lifted at random, first referring to the ink, and then pointing downwards.

The ink color changes greatly! !

At this moment, he only thinks that Hong Xiaobao has a variety of straight-handed styles, and every change can seal his own way, his next move!

Even, he only thinks that there are thousands of changes hidden behind this move, and each change can easily kill himself!

Scorpio! !

How can there be such a terrible knife in the world! !

With the pot, there is already such power. If it is replaced by a knife, what will happen? !

At this moment, the cold sweat on Fu Mo’s forehead was down, and he suddenly found one thing! He was wondering why Hong Xiaobao would choose a pot of weapons, and he clearly had 10,000 better choices. But this time he understood!

Hong Xiaobao's knives are like an abyss. If you really take a knife, you can take your opponent's life in minutes! This will take a pot of no lethality!

Fu Mo hurriedly withdrew a few steps, and wanted to break away from the scope of the follow-up changes of this move, but he has been withdrawing to the edge. He felt that Hong Xiaobao could directly apply his own neck to the next moment!

Suddenly sweating!

"Is this person sick?"

Hong Xiaobao is somewhat aggressive. He is happy, and some people are confused about what is happening now.

What the hell? !

What are you doing? !

In this case, came in front of tens of thousands of people?

In the heart of Fu Mo, he was more panicked. He saw Hong Xiaobao’s joy, and his heart suddenly became awkward!

"He is seeing my flaws!"

Fumo was shocked!

He has heard that the real master has always been a trick!

And he reveals flaws, Hong Xiaobao takes himself naturally and only needs a trick!

Thinking of this, in the panic of the heart, I just want to hide my flaws as soon as possible, and suddenly a backflip! then……

Turn it over again!

Turn it over again!

Turn five meters!

Turn ten meters!

This is the sweat that turned over to the other corner of the ring.

Hong Xiaobao: "???"

Is this a kind of Qimen warm-up? !

At the moment, on the other side of the platform, Qingming is already in an absolute advantage. Each hand will take a few steps back from the opponent. It seems that the moment will be a winner.

However, many people’s eyes have been drawn to the platform of Hong Xiaobao.

At this time they are as aggressive as Hong Xiaobao.

"What the hell?"

"What is he doing?"

"Hong Xiaobao did not move! Isn't Hong Xiaobao releasing any small hidden weapon?"

"Not like it!"

"Then you said what the guy in the foundry is doing!"

"Ghosts know!"

Hong Xiaobao died for a while and finally couldn’t help but ask: "What?"

"Desirable?!" Fu Mo’s heart trembled, Hong Xiaobao just looked at it, and he saw that he was stuck in this bottleneck.

This...what is this repair!

What a rumor! !

I didn’t even give a trick, how did he see it? !

Think of Hong Xiaobao a few words can point to Cao Bin to get the knife, Fu Mo heart hot! He seems to have seen a thoroughfare! At the end of the avenue, the ultimate level of the knife is waving to yourself! !

At the moment, I can't take care of my face. I don't want this to be a show of action. Fu Mogong said: "Please... please ask the seniors!"

Hong Xiaobao: "???"

Hey, is this person wrong? !

What the **** is it? !

Hey, serious, good! This is the place to fight and kill. Do you engage in this set of problems?

Hong Xiaobao is a little bit bad, just thinking about it. When this guy comes to power, he respects himself a lot, a bit of a predecessor, himself... seems... maybe... maybe... it’s not quite suitable for him. of?

So what do you really mean by him?

Hong Xiaobao had the idea: "Old man, up!"

Yin Jiuyou did not respond.

"Yin Lafayette, it’s time for you to show your talents."

Yin Jiuyou did not respond.

"Hey, the little emotions are also picking the right ones!" Hong Xiaobao was speechless, taking a deep breath: "The murder of the fire, the golden belt, the foot, the piles of bones, the magical powers, the world’s first hand, the mouth, the sun, the mountains and the rivers. Dim and light, the great demon king - Yin predecessors! Come and teach two hands!"

"Oh .................. This is right." Yin Jiuyou was satisfied with the beard, this is the way: "This guy is currently in a bottleneck, this bottleneck is called 'satisfaction', the meaning of the knife and his own ideas, this To be satisfied..."

Hong Xiaobao slowly listened and finally understood where the guy was in front of him: he heard "satisfaction" in his "what".

No wonder!

Originally, this is his own opponent, but it is unlikely to be comprehended on the court. Secondly, if you teach him a few small flaws in his hands... Hey.

So - teach!

"To agree, what is the intention?" There is a spectrum in the heart, Hong Xiaobao suddenly smiled.

In the heart of Fu Mo, there was a sudden shock. These two words have already been thought of more than 900 million times. It is almost subconscious: "The self-killing intention and the intent of the sword in the hands are the same!"

When Hong Xiaobao heard it, he shook his head slightly, and he didn’t have to talk to the old man. He already understood where the problem was.

"You show me the knife method." Hong Xiaobao casually said.

"Yes! Seniors!" Fumo shouted loudly, his eyes full of ecstasy!

Call - call! call!

Fu Mo immediately applied the knife method, the knife is sharp, and there is a brave unstoppable!

The people at the entire venue were a little bit asleep at the moment.

"Hey... who told me what happened?!"

"I didn't misread, and I didn't get it wrong, right? Hong Xiaobao is really teaching the person to practice martial arts, right?"

"It’s so messy, wait for me."

In this ring, what happened to the rare things? If you admit defeat, you will be shunned by a slap in the face, and you will be beheaded directly.

But but but but!

There has never been a scene of friendly teaching on the field!

Is this a military field?

And on the foundry, everyone is bombing!

Fumo! ! Casting Court! ! !

Hong Xiaobao! Cooking Court! ! !

This should be like a fire! ! You are going to throw your head and blood and Hong Xiaobao to fight it! !

And this time it is actually in the ring! !

Teaching in front of tens of thousands of people? !

Are you sick? !

What about your mind? ! That is Hong Xiaobao! ! Hong Xiaobao! !

All Leiyin City, you have to ask for advice, the most and most people who should not ask for advice! !

"Fu Mo!! You are sick!!"

"Fu Mo?! You XXX?!"

"Sensitive words sensitive words sensitive!!"

The Foundry Court is in a hurry!

Hong Xiaobao looks in his eyes, his heart is more fun, hahahaha, not bad! See no, cast a pavilion! Don't doubt, Xiaoye has already figured this out, and everything is under control.

Very comfortable.

And the ink is not smothered, completely immersed in his own world.

A knife!

A trip!

A cut!

One cut!

"Old man, how is his knife?"

"Is this something full of flaws called a knife?"

"6666! Old man, to be honest, you have never let me down in this regard! Hurry and talk about where the flaws are." Hong Xiaobao was very happy.

Yin Jiuyou said ten things casually. "Is it enough?"

"Enough is enough!" Hong Xiaobao was overjoyed, carrying his hands, indifferent: "Fu Mo, cut it to me."

"Ah!?" Fu Mo was shocked. The next moment he realized that Hong Xiaobao naturally had countermeasures, and he was shocked and happy. He cut it to Hong Xiaobao with a knife!

The knife and the front of the head Xu, Hong Xiaobao lifted the tip of the toes, one foot on the root of the left leg of Fu Mo.

"Ah!" Fu Mo was all trembled, almost squatting on the ground, his heart was awkward, I did not expect that Hong Xiaobao had already clicked on his own flaws at a glance!

"This is also called the knife method?" Hong Xiaobao sneered: "Continue."

"Yes...Yes!" Fu Mo was even more shocked, but also a big surprise! The more powerful Hong Xiaobao is, the more likely he is to point him!

Another knife was handed out, Hong Xiaobao was a little bit, just above his elbow, Fu Mo's hand trembled, the knife flew out, and the slam fell on the ground.

"This is also called the knife method?" Hong Xiaobao once again sneered: "Continue."

The ink color of the ink rose red, and the knife that I did not expect to be proud of was actually unbearable in the eyes of Hong Xiaobao!

I also want to show my most aggressive knife in my heart! Caused by Reiki, the body robes are windless and automatic. Every knife smashed out, the air in front of it was a sway, and even the figure was shivering.

However, Hong Xiaobao is just a finger!

铛拉!

The knife in the hands of Fu Mo once again landed!

Then, a knife, a knife, a knife...

A full ten knives, Hong Xiaobao are all broken, the weight is light!

The venue gradually calmed down from the hustle and bustle.

How much is the knife of the ink?

The first knife in the three disciples is not too much!

but! but!

Can Hong Xiaobao be so understated that all the tools will be broken?

What is the situation of Hong Xiaobao's knife!

"Ten strokes, enough." Hong Xiaobao shook his head slightly, "Fu Mo, you know where you are wrong?"

"Which...where?" Fu Mo was ashamed, and his heart was a little hot. His eyes looked at Hong Xiaobao. He has no doubts about Hong Xiaobao's words!

With ten strokes, every move is easily broken by Hong Xiaobao! Every move, in front of Hong Xiaobao, is a joke like a joke! It seems that I feel that my sincerity is not enough. There is a bit more pleading in the voice of Fu Mo: "Predecessors! You are great, you can't forget the ink! Please tell me how to do it?"

"Too much obsessed with knife and knife. There is no change. If you don't understand the knife, you may be a powerful and mighty knife. But as long as you have a little knives in the knife. People, look at you..." Hong Xiaobao looked up and down with a look: "All blood is a hole."