Xiao Wuji naturally didn't know that Yun Wanqing was taken to Zhenwu Sect Mansion.

Taiyin Pavilion is just a nine-rate force, and the Lord Han they mentioned is the upper class of Zhenwu Sect Mansion.

Lord Han liked Yun Wanqing, which was an honor for Taiyin Pavilion.

While Yun Wanqing made up her mind secretly, Xiao Wuji stayed in the Qingxiao Prison Tower and was thinking about how to produce the ninth level of the secret force of the folding wave fist.

It can be said that between the eighth level and the ninth level is a threshold.

If Xiao Wuji can exert the ninth level of dark power, his power will be no less than that of the Nine Dragons Wind and Thunder Palm.

Bang, bang, bang!

Dull sounds kept resounding, and Xiao Wuji's body had already been wet with sweat.

"If you continue practicing like this, it will be difficult for you to play the ninth level of dark power in another month."

The golden villain said.

"I'm optimistic."

After saying that, he began to practice the folding waves. Although he had never learned the folding waves, the previous moves were exactly the same as those used by Xiao Wuji.

It was only after the time, a little difference appeared.

The golden villain's punching route has changed, and its strength and speed have all changed.

Bang!

The next moment, a dull energy exploded, roaring like thunder.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Wuji's eyes lit up immediately.

He shouted excitedly: "The ninth level of dark force!"

"I see!"

He followed the golden villain's method and punched it in a set of boxing techniques, and finally fully displayed the ninth level of the hidden power of the folding wave fist.

At this moment, he was extremely excited.

At the same time, I am very grateful to the golden villain.

If it weren't for his guidance, Xiao Wuji wouldn't have understood it so quickly.

"After I opened up the four orifices of Dantian, my cultivation speed has also greatly accelerated."

"I am not far from the level of a martial artist now."

"Only one opportunity is missing."

Xiao Wuji thought to himself.

"Forget it, let's just ignore these things for now, and practice the Kild Sword Technique."

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuji held the ancient Sword of Seven Killings and was full of confidence.

Since the rapid inscription was activated, the Seven Killing Ancient Sword seemed to be integrated with him, and it was very smooth to use it.

At this speed, the second style of Kuji Sword Technique, "Sweeping Thousand Armys", can be practiced soon.

As time passes, three days pass by in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Xiao Wuji was practicing the sword technique of silence. Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside. His door was kicked to pieces and wood chips flew everywhere.

"Xiao Wuji, get out and die!"

Feng Yan's arrogant voice came from outside.

Xiao Wuji frowned, put away the Seven Killing Ancient Sword, and came outside the door.

At this time, there were many people watching outside the independent courtyard of Xiao Wuji.

"I've watched it today."

"Three days ago, Xiao Wuji and Feng Yan were injured and slapped Feng Yan in the face in public."

"How could Feng Yan give up this matter with his personality?"

"He brought the reinforcements here today, Feng Mingkong."

"Feng Mingkong? The top ten existences in the outer gate dragon and tiger list are said to have reached the seventh level of martial arts."

"And Xiao Wuji is just a new disciple, and I'm afraid he hasn't entered the realm of a martial artist."

"If Feng Mingkong attacks him, wouldn't he bully people?"

...

Flashes of discussion came from around him, and most people were watching the fun.

Xiao Wuji pushed open the door and looked at the aggressive Feng Yan and others with a calm expression.

He knew there would be today.

Ling Qingxuan, Yan Huowu, and many new students also squeezed in.

No matter what, this is considered as an old student bullying the new student. No matter what, the new student has to join forces to keep warm.

"Feng Mingkong, you have been in Zhenwu Sect Mansion for two years, right?"

"Would you be embarrassed to bully a freshman?" Yan Huowu snorted coldly.

"There is no business here, so it's okay for him to defeat Feng Yan, but he's slapped Feng Yan in the face. What's that?"

"Doesn't you bully my Feng family?"

"If I don't stand up for this matter, wouldn't it be a joke?" Feng Mingkong hugged his arms in front of him, looking arrogant.

In his eyes, Xiao Wuji is just an ant, and it would be easier to pinch it to death.

"Then have you asked, what good things did your brother do? Block Qingxuan and prevent him from leaving. This is also something a man can do?" Yan Huowu sneered.

After Yan Huowu finished speaking, laughter came from around her, and Feng Yan's face turned blue and white.

"Anyway, he slapped my brother in the face, which is an indisputable fact."

"Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I don't teach him a lesson?"

Feng Mingkong looked directly at Xiao Wuji and said, "If you can catch my three moves, I can leave this matter unrestrained."

Hearing this, an uproar suddenly came from the surroundings.

Feng Mingkong's cultivation is very high, he is at the seventh level of the martial arts master, and he must have practiced powerful Xuan-level martial arts.

Xiao Wuji obviously has not reached the level of a martial artist, and his combat experience is much less than Feng Mingkong.

No matter how you look at it, it is a crushing without any suspense.

Not to mention three moves, I'm afraid Xiao Wuji can't even catch one move.

This was what everyone thought in their hearts.

Xiao Wuji took a step forward and said, "I have been beaten to the door of my house. If I don't take action, people will think I'm afraid of you!"

With his current strength, even though he is not Feng Mingkong's opponent, it is not difficult to block three moves.

"Xiao Wuji, don't agree to him. Feng Mingkong will definitely kill him. If you are crippled by then, there will be no place to make sense." Yan Huowu pulled Xiao Wuji for a moment and reminded him.

"Okay, okay, I'm not that weak yet." Hearing this, Xiao Wuji smiled bitterly and said.

"You are still a man." Feng Mingkong snorted coldly, and then his body suddenly rotated rapidly, attacking Xiao Wuji like a hurricane.

Faced with the attack from a martial artist at the seventh level, Xiao Wuji dared not neglect.

Immediately, he raised his fists and used the folding wave fist.

Boom, boom, boom...

He punched his fists, like a heavy rain.

A layer of dark force was superimposed on a layer of dark force, and finally, afterimage appeared in front of him.

Bang!

The next moment, Xiao Wuji's fist and Feng Mingkong's palm collided fiercely.

The dull collision sound, like thunder, roared.

"Xiao Wuji, even with your strength, you dare to fight with my elder brother."

"You're dead!"

Feng Yan said with a gloomy eyes, now he wishes Xiao Wuji was destroyed by a palm.

Only in this way can the resentment in his heart be resolved.

However, the result expected by Feng Yan did not appear.

Those two figures were about to part with one touch.

Xiao Wuji's footsteps, pedal, pedal, pedal, and retreated for more than ten feet in a row, and a deep mark was painted on the ground to stabilize his body.

Feng Mingkong was not much better. Although he only took a step back, his throat was sweet and bloody, spreading from his mouth...
Chapter completed!