Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

The complexion is middle-aged, and nearly half of the long black hair has turned white.

He has a pair of golden eyes and a square face.When he was young, he must have been a handsome pot.

It's just that his eyes are vicissitudes now, and the hair on his temples has all turned white.

As time went by, even his waist, which was as straight as a sword, bent slightly.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked very anxious below, but sometimes there was nothing she could do.

It felt that the opponent's attack frequency began to slow down, and the strength of the sword intent gradually weakened.

Wang Yu knew that the opponent should have reached the limit.

Just as he was about to stop and back away, unexpectedly the other party rushed forward desperately and shouted: "Who told you to stop, come again, King Quan Sword Intent will never lose!"

"Wang Quan Qiuming, stop quickly!" the woman in the yellow shirt shouted anxiously from below.

Steward Fei said inwardly that he was sorry, and was about to bite the bullet and forcefully save the scene.

"No need to come up, leave it to me."

Wang Yu's voice came from the air.

"Really, is the name Tiandi Yijian really that important?" Wang Yu slowly stretched out his sword finger, but this time he was not going to show his sword intent.

Facing him who seemed to be mad, Wang Yu didn't change his face, half-closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

"One sword of heaven and earth, the sword of kingship!"

Wang Quan Qiuming let out a low growl, and the body of Wang Quan's sword completely turned into golden light.Accumulate a sword, and cut it with a sword.

This sword seems to carry the general trend of the world.

This sword is like the dawn piercing the night sky in the darkness.

They had no doubt that if this sword fell, it could split the entire King Quan Villa in half.

Facing the majestic Sword Intent of King Quan, Wang Yu quickly stretched out his sword finger and struck hard on the sword surface.

Wang Quan's sword was bumped a little bit, driven by inertia, the sword energy flew towards the outside of Wang Quan Villa.

The sword energy in the shape of a huge half-crescent crossed the sky over King Quan Villa, flew into the lake water, opened up a huge wave on the water surface, and finally fell to the bottom of the lake.

Facing Wang Quan Qiuming who seems to have lost his mind, that is, his uncle, the owner of Wang Quan Villa.

Wang Yu quickly clicked on the center of his chest.

"Tanzhong acupoint is blocked, so it should be fine." Wang Yu said to himself.

He learned this trick from Wang Ye.

Afterwards, Wang Quan Qiuming's expression froze, his body seemed to lose strength, and he fell forward in the air.

He was caught by Wang Yu and flew down.

After falling to the ground, Wang Quan Qiuming shook off his hand, and sat on the ground precariously.

"I lost, King Quan Sword Intent lost."

At this moment, Wang Quan Qiuming was like a repeater, repeating this sentence with blank eyes.

For a while, I burst into tears.

"Qiuming, are you injured?" The woman in the yellow shirt ran over concerned.

Steward Fei also came to Wang Yu's side, and sighed, "Young Master Yu, don't take it to heart, the master just cares too much about the king's sword."

At this moment, Wang Quan Qiuming seemed to have aged a lot.

"I said uncle, what are you upset about?" Wang Yu asked suddenly.

"Do you think King Quan Sword Intent has lost?"

Wang Quan Qiuming raised his head subconsciously, and said hoarsely, "Isn't it?"

"Do you really know how to use a sword?" Wang Yu asked.

Wang Quan Qiumen did not speak.

"You don't understand, in fact, you just lost this competition."

Before he could answer, Wang Yu turned around and walked outside without any hesitation.

When Wang Quan Qiuming heard his words, his body trembled a few times.

With the support of the woman in the yellow shirt, she stood up.

Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

1 Chapter Twenty: Various Death Mask Organizations

"Yes, that's right, I lost."

Wang Quan Qiuming burst out laughing suddenly, "Haha, nephew, don't go, ahem... I still have something to do with you."

After that, he chased after him.

The angry woman in the yellow shirt stomped her feet and said, "Why are these two people so baffled today that they are so happy to lose?"

"Hehe..." Butler Fei smiled without saying a word.

He just thought for a moment and wanted to understand the meaning.

The owner of the family did lose, but this does not mean that King Quan Jianyi lost.

"Xiaoqin, my nephew is hungry."

The woman in the yellow shirt: "..."

"Really, you were like an enemy just now, but now you call him so kindly." Although the woman in the yellow shirt said that, she was very satisfied in her heart.

Seeing this, Steward Fei cupped his hands: "Madam, I still have work over there, so I won't disturb your family reunion."

"Thank you, Steward Fei."

The woman in the yellow shirt expressed her sincere gratitude.

Steward Fei shook his head and said, "This is my duty. I only hope that Master Ba Ye can come back soon to inherit the King Quan Sword. I can't last long as an old thing."