Plane Copy Master

"What the hell is this!?", the mere wood, but like an iron hoop, let his palm be tightly hooped, which made Bu Jingyun look at Wu Yan in shock.

Don't say I have seen this kind of martial arts, I have never heard of it.

"Using a sword to enter the Tao, could it be possible to cast such spells?" Even Wuming's face was full of surprise.

Taking a look, Wu Yan's ninjutsu of Mu Dun is naturally an incomparably magical ability for people in the martial arts plane, even if this situation is essentially like a fantasy world of high martial arts.

"I'm saved!", as for the clay bodhisattva?Seeing that Wu Yan's wood escape ninjutsu can stop Bu Jingyun, he was very pleasantly surprised.

Sure enough, his hexagrams were correct, the direction of Nine Deaths was in the southeast, Bu Jingyun, the god of not crying for death, was well-known in the martial arts world, and not everyone could stop him.

"Hmph, Paiyunzhang!" Although Wu Yan's wood escape ninjutsu ability shocked Bu Jingyun's heart, but at this time, he also wanted to test Wu Yan's strength.

With a flip of the palm, the martial arts of Paiyun Palm was displayed. The powerful palm strength was like a crazy tsunami, with one wave after another, as if it would never end.

"Wood escape!", since he used the wood escape ninjutsu, Wu Yan naturally did not intend to use other powers. He raised his palms, and countless thick wooden sticks appeared, like flexible long snakes, moving towards Bu Jingyun entangled in the past.

In Wu Yan's heart, Bu Jingyun at this moment is like a physical ninja of the ninja level, and it doesn't take much to leave him with wood escape ninjutsu.

Although Paiyunzhang's palm is powerful, and a lot of wood is shot with sawdust flying, but after all, Wu Yan's strength is higher.

A thick wooden strip passed through the flaw in Paiyun's palm, and directly wrapped around Bu Jingyun's ankle, and with a fierce flick, Bu Jingyun's embarrassed body was thrown flying out.

"What? You are still not leaving, waiting for me to treat you to supper?" After throwing Bu Jingyun away rudely, Wu Yan's eyes fell on the other members of the Tianxiahui, and asked .

"Let's go!" Seeing that even Bu Jingyun is no match, these helpers from the Tianxiahui, how dare they stay here for a long time?His complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around and ran for his life.

Bu Jingyun, who was outside the yard, fell directly to the ground and suffered some injuries. When he got up, he stared at the yard, dissatisfied, and wanted to rush in and fight again.

But at this time, all his subordinates ran out. Seeing the fearful appearance of these subordinates, Bu Jingyun thought that Wu Yan had defeated him lightly, and if he rushed over by himself, it would not be too big Change.

He pondered for a moment in his heart, knowing that he couldn't do it, but Bu Jingyun couldn't do such a thing, so Bu Jingyun turned around and walked out of the Zhonghua Pavilion.

It's just that Bu Jingyun in his heart pondered secretly. The guy who suddenly appeared looked exactly like Wu Yan ten years ago. Who the hell is he?

Shaking his head, Bu Jingyun quickly threw this thought out of his mind, no matter who he is, it has nothing to do with him, just report this matter to Xiongba truthfully.

I am not his opponent. This is what everyone has seen with their own eyes. After the report on this matter is over, I will go to Tianshan Mountain to look for the trace of that boy Duanlang.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace..." Seeing that Bu Jingyun didn't rush in after being knocked out, and the members of the Tianxiahui also left, the Ni Bodhisattva secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said thanks to Wu Yan and Wuming.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of raising your hands, the clay bodhisattva who is the number one fortune teller in the world, I didn't expect to meet you today." Wu Yan waved his hand to thank the clay bodhisattva, and said indifferently.

It is no exaggeration to save the mud bodhisattva just now. At this time, Bu Jingyun has only about 800 crystal points, and there is no threat to Wu Yan.

"The best physiognomy in the world? Then the two of you can have a good discussion on physiognomy." At this time, Wuming, who had been silent beside him, suddenly glanced at Wu Yan, and then his eyes fell on the body of the mud bodhisattva. Said with a smile on his face.

Ten years ago, Wu Yan repeated his old trick in front of Wuming and Juggernaut, assuming that he had the ability to calculate the past and future, and then told Wuming about Di Shitian.

Now, Wu Yan has met the Clay Bodhisattva. From Wu Ming's point of view, the two of them can be regarded as extremely skilled figures in this world.

"Oh? Is this young master also proficient in physiognomy?" Listening to the unknown words, the mud bodhisattva looked at Wu Yan with some curiosity on his face, and asked.

Seeing Wu Yan's extraordinary attack just now, it is obvious that his martial arts has reached a level that ordinary people can hardly match, but under such circumstances, he is actually proficient in physiognomy?

Human energy is limited, how did he manage to study physiognomy while practicing martial arts?

"Know a thing or two..." In front of Wuming, of course Wu Yan would not deny his physiognomy ability, and nodded with a smile on his face.

"You two chat slowly, I won't bother you," Wuming turned around and left without intending to listen to the discussion between the two physiognomists.

"Clay Bodhisattva, please sit down..." Wu Yan led the Clay Bodhisattva to a gazebo next to the small courtyard and asked him to sit down.

Although it was very late at this time, it was rare to meet a mud bodhisattva, and Wu Yan didn't mind having a chat with him.

"My lord, please sit down. I haven't asked your surname yet?" After the catastrophe, the mud bodhisattva calmed down a lot at this time, and asked after he sat down in the gazebo.

"My name is Wu Yan," Wu Yan answered.

"Uh..." Hearing Wu Yan's answer, the mud bodhisattva was stunned, and it could even be said that he was a little dumbfounded.

Didn't Wu Yan deny Bu Jingyun's words just now, saying that he is not Wu Yan?Why did he say he was Wu Yan again in the blink of an eye?Was Bu Jingyun deceived by him just like that?

"It turns out to be Mr. Wuyan. It's a pleasure to meet you. I just heard that you are also proficient in physiognomy." My heart moved, but the surface of the Ni Bodhisattva was calm and asked curiously.

"Nud Bodhisattva, let's see what my fate is first." However, Wu Yan just smiled slightly at the words of the Mud Bodhisattva, and did not answer. Instead, he looked at the Mud Bodhisattva and asked.

After wandering the heavens and worlds for so many years, Wu Yan has never met anyone who is proficient in calculation techniques. Therefore, he is not clear about his own fate and encounters. Since it is rare to meet a mud bodhisattva today, Wu Yan naturally He wanted to ask what happened to his so-called fate from his mouth.

"Mr. Wu Yan, your fate?" Wu Yan's words made the mud bodhisattva stunned. Since Wu Yan himself is proficient in physiognomy, why did he ask himself again?

However, since this was Wu Yan's request, the Ni Bodhisattva couldn't refuse because Wu Yan saved his face just now.

After pondering for a moment, the Ni Bodhisattva nodded, and said: "Forget it, since you really want to know, Mr. Wuyan, then I will help you to calculate it. If there is something ridiculous and generous, I hope you will forgive me."

After the words fell, the mud bodhisattva's eyes fell on Wu Yan's face, carefully sizing up Wu Yan's face.

At the same time, he began to count with his fingers, muttering in a low voice, obviously trying to calculate Wu Yan's future fate.

Wu Yan looked at the mud bodhisattva curiously, not knowing what his fate would be.

After a long time, bead-sized beads of sweat dripped down the face of the Ni Bodhisattva. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Yan in disbelief.

"You, you are not in the Three Realms, you are not in the Five Elements, you are a person without fortunetelling!".

Chapter 464: Xiongba who loses his composure (fourth update)

Mud Bodhisattva thinks that he is able to see through the general trend of the world, and that he can check the fate of almost everyone by himself. After all, the title of the world's number one fortune teller is not for nothing.

But today, after Ni Bodhisattva calculated Wu Yan's fortune, he was dumbfounded, because he didn't have the slightest clue about Wu Yan's future fortune.

"Not in the three realms, not in the five elements?" Hearing the shocking words of the mud bodhisattva, Wu Yan was also slightly startled, and looked at him with some surprise.

Originally, he was waiting for the mud bodhisattva to help him predict the future, but he didn't expect to get such an answer in the end.

However, while being surprised in his heart, Wu Yan quickly figured it out again.

No matter how superb the physiognomy ability of this clay bodhisattva is, it is speculated according to the so-called heavenly law and numerology of this plane. Naturally, everything in this plane, and all people are in this numerology.

But I am not a person from this plane. In this plane, there is no fortune telling, and it is reasonable to predict nothing.

"Strange, strange, who the hell are you, Mr. Wuyan? I don't know how many people I have met, but people like you who have no fortune have never seen it before." They all looked shocked, staring at Wu Yan and asked.

This look is full of shock, horror and doubt.

Wu Yan smiled slightly at the shocked expression of the mud bodhisattva, but did not explain what he meant.