Douluo's Wuhun Ruyi golden hoop stick

"Speak!" Wei Zhuang has always been a man who doesn't talk too much.

A pair of eyes seemed to want to see through Hou Xiaoliu, with a solemn expression. His intuition told him that Hou Xiaoliu was a powerful opponent, but at the same time he couldn't help but want to see how strong Hou Xiaoliu was.

The shark teeth standing in front of him creaked, as if impatiently wanting to get out of the scabbard.

And Wei Zhuang's aura had increased sharply, a coercion enveloped the room, the bowls on the table kept shaking, and the wooden walls made crackling sounds.

"Brother Wei Zhuang is really impatient!"

Hou Xiaoliu smiled lightly, the food and drinks in front of him were safe and sound, and he was not affected by Wei Zhuang's coercion at all, "It seems that we can't sit down and have a good chat if we don't fight with each other."

Hou Xiaoliu raised his left hand with a ring on it.

Wei Zhuang thought that Hou Xiaoliu was about to make a move, and the shark teeth he was holding slowly exposed "fangs" from the scabbard, ready to confront Hou Xiaoliu at any time.

However, the next moment, a small thing flew out of the ring in Hou Xiaoliu's left hand, and then it grew bigger and bigger.

It turned out to be a sword!

The sword flew into the air, then landed, landed in Hou Xiaoliu's hand.

This scene surprised Wei Zhuang.I don't know what trick Hou Xiaoliu played to make this scene look very strange.

Holding an extraordinary sword in his left hand, Hou Xiaoliu stared at Wei Zhuang: "I don't use the sword very much, I only have brute force, which should satisfy Brother Wei Zhuang."

Not harsh, but extremely insulting!

Let Wei Zhuang think that Hou Xiaoliu is belittling him, his eyes flicker coldly.He picked up the sword in his left hand, and slowly drew it out with his right hand.

Make a "clang clang clang" sound.

Anyone else would definitely be intimidated by this momentum.

However, the opponent was Hou Xiaoliu.

Seeing this, Hou Xiaoliu also picked up the sword with his left hand, and slowly pulled out the sword with his right hand, but there was no sound, and he didn't feel any fluctuations in soul power, it was nothing special.

While Wei Zhuang drew his sword, his aura continued to increase, which was also the process of him gathering his aura and strength.

As if a black dragon was about to rush out, the sky and the earth changed color.

Outside the room, Zi Nu had already arrived, but feeling Wei Zhuang's coercion, she stared at her face, making Wei Zhuang go all out, which shows that the enemy is very strong.She didn't rush in, but waited outside the room, ready to respond to Wei Zhuang.

Her arrival naturally cannot escape Hou Xiaoliu's spiritual probing.It's just that Zi Nu didn't come in, and Hou Xiaoliu didn't say anything.

At the moment, Hou Xiaoliu is also interested in fighting Wei Zhuang without using his soul power and only relying on his physical strength.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, please!"

Hou Xiaoliu held the scabbard in his left hand and the sword in his right, with a calm expression.

"You are strong!"

Wei Zhuang drew out his shark-tooth sword and pointed it at Hou Xiaoliu: "But it's too arrogant!"

After saying that, Baobu flashed his body and quickly approached Hou Xiaoliu. When he came to his side, the shark-tooth sword was already slashed down.

Clang!

Hou Xiaoliu reached for the sword and swung it lightly, blocking the shark-tooth sword. The two swords collided fiercely, and the shark-tooth sword clanged and sparks continued to appear.

Seeing that Hou Xiaoliu took his own move easily, Wei Zhuang looked a little more dignified, but he didn't give up.

Continue to use faster and more powerful attacks.

However, Hou Xiaoliu blocked them all easily.

At this point, Wei Zhuang prepared for the final blow.

With the shark-toothed sword in front of his eyes, his aura and strength soared, and there seemed to be a dragon's cry, and the sky and the earth seemed to darken suddenly.

"What a powerful force, it's the first time I've seen Wei Zhuang fight like this!"

Outside the room, Zi Nu became more and more nervous.

Hundred-step flying sword!

Wei Zhuang's full blow is also his strongest attack move, the unique technique of Guigumen.

All the power and momentum are concentrated on the sword, as if the man and sword have become one.

The bowl next to it shattered instantly, and the wooden wall and floor trembled.

Only Hou Xiaoliu and the food and wine placed in front of him were fine.

Wei Zhuang is not sure of defeating Hou Xiaoliu, but he must go all out in this battle, so that even if he loses, he will have no regrets.

The only pity is that Hou Xiaoliu was not forced to make a move.

He didn't know that Hou Xiaoliu actually didn't know any sword moves and only relied on his physical strength to block Wei Zhuang's attack.

Hou Xiaoliu looked at Wei Zhuang's blow curiously, and guessed that this move might be the "Hundred Step Flying Sword". When he watched anime, he was very shocked and thought it was very cool.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang used the Hundred Steps Flying Sword with extraordinary momentum, but Hou Xiaoliu was no longer the ordinary person who watched anime before.

Wei Zhuang's flying sword took a hundred steps and struck out in one strike.

Its speed and strength are extremely difficult to match in this world.

Hou Xiaoliu respected Wei Zhuang, didn't take half a step back, and still easily blocked his hundred-step flying sword!

"Actually..."

Wei Zhuang appeared on the other side of Hou Xiaoliu, and the shark-toothed sword hit Hou Xiaoliu's sword without hurting Hou Xiaoliu at all.

Hou Xiaoliu's strength made Wei Zhuang despair.

Wei Zhuang felt a little lost, he put his sword back into its sheath, and looked at Hou Xiaoliu: "I'm defeated!"

It means to let Hou Xiaoliu handle it.

He didn't beg for mercy, didn't give in, and died standing up. This is Wei Zhuang's strength.

Hou Xiaoliu put his sword back into its sheath and at the same time retracted the ring in his left hand, just as he was about to say something.

No, Zi Nu suddenly rushed in at this moment.

At the same time, he held a chain sword in his hand and attacked Hou Xiaoliu, hoping to rescue Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang looked at Zi Nu speechlessly, isn't one more person coming out at this time to die?

Hou Xiaoliu stretched out his hand to hold the attacking chain sword, and then pulled Zi Nu along with the force.

He threw himself into Hou Xiaoliu's arms.

so big!

So soft!

"Zi Nu, did we have some misunderstanding?"

Hou Xiaoliu put his arms around Zi Nu's waist, and Zi Nu lay reclined in Hou Xiaoliu's arms, unable to move.

Wei Zhuang, who originally wanted to make a move, was imprisoned in place at this moment, unable to move at all.

What power is this!

He didn't pay attention to me at all before!

Wei Zhuang was shocked.

Suddenly restrained by Hou Xiaoliu, and the gesture in front of her was a little awkward, Zi Nu was also a mortal, she calmed down quickly, and the chain sword in her hand fell to the ground.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Hou Xiaoliu's chest lightly, showing a seductive smile: "Master, there is indeed a misunderstanding in this, we misunderstood you, and Zi Nu apologized to you, please don't hurt Wei Zhuang and Zi Lanxuan's other colleagues. people."

Hou Xiaoliu's heart was burning. He put his face close to Zi Nu and said frivolously: "Miss Zi Nu, how are you going to make amends? Or..."

Showing a wicked smile, his hands were not honest, and he took advantage of the opportunity.

Zi Nu's body trembled, feeling disgusted in her heart, but if she could save the others by sacrificing herself, she was willing: "Master, as long as you promise Zi Nu, Zi Nu will agree to whatever Zi Nu does."

"Oh?...you can agree to anything?" Hou Xiaoliu straightened Zinu upright, still hugging her waist, looked up and down, and then led her to the table next to him: "Come drink with me first."

As he spoke, he picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Zi Nu's mouth.

Zi Nu had already accepted her fate and opened her mouth to accept the wine fed by Hou Xiaoliu.

However, when she drank a small glass of wine, the strength in the wine made her uncomfortable, and she thought: Could there be something wrong with the wine?