Chapter 55 Slap your face and get it back
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When I thought about it, the flame beast rushed down with fierce power, and the fire waves swept towards the whole body of the emperor Wuji one after another, as if it was cooked on the fire. Humph!" Huang Wuji snorted coldly, squinted at the steward of the Drunken Fairy Tower, and said coldly, "A bad beast dares to want the life of my emperor Wuji. It's really looking for death!"
The emperor turned his palm into a fist, and the beam of light instantly returned to his body. The golden tsunami-like spiritual power poured into the white and jade-like little fist. A faint golden light covered the whole body, and a roar exploded in the drunken fairy building like a thunder, penetrating layers of space and rushing to the upstairs. The shocking desktop shook. He almost overturned to the ground and rushed out of the Drunken Fairy Tower, which shocked the crowd passing by on the street.
The terrible power accompanied the tsunami-like majestic spiritual power, and the terrible fists were like towering mountains. A heavy pressure swept away in an instant, and the whole Zuixiangan Tower was shrouded under the pressure. Huang Wuji's fist has not yet touched the flame beast. The terrible fist wind has blown the burning flames all over its body, rolling up sparks and flying backwards.
The flame beast seemed to feel the power of the emperor's infinite. It roared again, and its limbs suddenly climbed to the void. The speed of the downward attack suddenly accelerated, and the fierce and compelling power. In the blink of an eye, from far to near, a huge flame can be clearly seen burning in the body of the beast like a sea of fire. The white firelight beats slowly like a heart.
In the face of the fierce flame beast, Huang Wuji half narrowed his eyes and looked at the steward of the Drunken Fairy Tower. The opposite side did not move. It seemed that he was trying his best to command every move of the flame beast and could not take into account his own actions. Looking at it, it seemed that the unprepared steward of Zui Xianlou, Huang Wuji's heart was in a hurry to move, as if he could kill him in the blink of an eye when he was unprepared, which completely offended Zui Xianlou.
Huang Wuji shook his head and denied the idea. If it is a big steward who is proudly defeating Zuixianglou, even if others come, they can't say anything. At most, it is a crime of disrespect. If they sneak up and kill the big steward of Zuixianglou, it can be regarded as a complete break. The two sides are facing an endless situation. Huang Wuji is not sure at present. In the face of the endless pursuit of Zui Xianlou, he does not want to offend too much. As long as he hurts the steward of Zui Xianlou and does not kill him, he has an explanation for himself. He is not anyone who can despise him casually.
The thin body, in the face of the Baizhang giant beast, the small fist that made people ignore, looked at the crowd around and frowned. None of them were optimistic about Huang Wuji. Some women with relatively gentle temperament had closed their eyes, as if they had seen the picture of tragic death. Zui Xianlou is said to be a high-end brothel. In fact, the first floor is a pure restaurant, which does not provide any erotic services. Only the second floor is a man's paradise.
The steward of the Drunken Fairy Tower, who stared at the flame beast, seemed to be sure to win, with a smile on his face, as if he saw the scene of Huang Wuji dying in his own hands. Huang Wuji also felt the strong murderous atmosphere in the flame beast. Obviously, the Zui Xianlou steward, who manipulated the flame beast, had a murderous opportunity to kill himself.
When he jumped high and was still 50 meters away from the flame beast, some timid people closed their eyes. Bai Xiaosheng couldn't bear to look at it. He also thought that Huang Wuji could not withstand the blow of the hundred-foot flame beast, and he would be completely burned into ashes by the flame. At this time, he also wanted to stop it. There is nothing I can do, so I can only secretly blame why I brought him to the Drunken Fairy Tower.
Facing the fierce power of the flame beast, at the critical moment, Huang Wuji's small body stood in the air, as if an infinitely growing mountain suddenly stood there. An overwhelming immortal hegemony completely broke out at this moment. Huang Wuji no longer left his hand in the face of the murderous intention of the steward of the drunken fairy building, and a furious spiritual power filled the small golden fist.
A loud sound like thunderous thunder came from Huang Wuji's fist. The golden fist, which was only a few feet in size, suddenly expanded, and the speed of soaring was like a fan. At the moment when the flame beast approached, a golden fist fifty feet in size was like an angry sea golden dragon. In a faint way, you can hear a high-spirited dragon shaking the sky, with the fierce and decisiveness of looking at everything. He punched the flame beast. In an in an in an second, it seemed that time was going back. Under the fierce flame beast, under the domineering fist, was directly torn and smashed half of his body, screamed back. Fly back.
"What, maybe!" The steward of Zuixianlou looked at his proud skills and was actually broken by one move, which shocked him. In addition, the crowd present, including Bai Xiaosheng, was also shocked by the scene in front of him. It was too strong. Looking at the emperor Wuji standing in the void like a towering mountain, he secretly made a decision in his heart that such a character must make friends well, and his future achievements are unlimited. Maybe the peerless hegemon outside the future will also have his place. .
The flame beast smashed half of his body with one move and was not surprised. It seemed to be a matter of course. It was merciless. It did not give the Zui Xianlou steward a chance to counterattack at all. He took a step forward and turned his fist into a palm. The golden giant palm with great power, and the five golden giant fingers swelled again and became strong and soft, as if silk. The string is the same, buckle forward, and lock the flame beast firmly in the five fingers.
The soft golden five fingers became extremely hard again, like the Buddha's fingers, and the five fingers slowly fell into the body of the flame beast. Huang Wuji waved his right hand again, and another fifty-foot-sized golden palm, which slowly condensed in the little golden spirit. In the command, he grabbed the other side of the flame beast. The crowd below was stunned, and the master of the drunken fairy tower changed greatly. This is to...
Bang••••••, under the force of a pair of huge palms, the flame beast's struggle was futile. In an in an blink of an hour, it was split by distance. The giant palms were like a huge beat, directly like a fly moth, and all of them were destroyed. Yes, this is a slap in the face. The face of the steward of Zui Xianlou turned green in an instant, and his face was ugly. He couldn't wait to bite Huang Wuji, who was standing in the air, to death. The slap of a pair of giant palms is very regular, leaving only a white flame, floating in the air under the deliberate retention of the giant palm.
The white flame only beats slowly and rhythmically the size of a needle, as if it has spirituality. Huang Wuji noticed the white flame early in the morning, but he was just extinguishing the flame beast. He couldn't pay attention to it. Now he killed the flame beast, scattered a golden giant palm, and the other one shrunk to an foot in size, holding the white flame and slowly came to Huang Wuji.
When the steward of Zui Xian Lou saw that the white flame was taken by Huang Wu Ji, he didn't care about his anger and roared anxiously: "Let go of my white fire. Today, the mess you messed with in Zui Xian Lou will be eliminated!"
Hearing how the steward of Zui Xianlou shouted, Huang Wuji was more convinced that the origin of the needle-shaped white flame was not simple. He slowly held it in front of him. His half-squint eyes suddenly opened, his dark pupils opened wide, and shouted in his heart: "What a white fire, it is obviously a trace of spiritual fire that has just been born. Although there is only a trace, it is also a rare treasure. For the monks of fire spiritual power, it is a priceless treasure!"
"Give it back to me!" The steward of Zuixian Building was in a hurry. He couldn't care about his identity. He waved his robe and stepped hundreds of meters away from Huang Wuji. Big stewman, I want it!" Huang Wuji proudly put a trace of spiritual fire in his hand to play, looked at the anxious steward of Zui Xianlou, and said contemptuously.
"Yes, as long as you return the white fire to me, today's matter will be written off. The matter of hurting the steward and Xiao Er is not being investigated, and you are guaranteed to become a VIP of Zui Xianlou, how about it!" The steward of Zuixianlou faced the fire attribute of Zhibao Linghuo, but he put down his face and figure, and did not hesitate to damage the reputation of Zuixian Building for 5,000 years, and he had to exchange the spiritual fire back.
"Oh!" When Huang Wuji played the spiritual fire when the two were talking, it suddenly faded a little. A section had been extinguished, and the steward of the Zuixian Building on the opposite side was in pain. He doesn't know the origin of this wisp of white fire. He got it by chance. Only after getting the white fire, his cultivation has advanced rapidly. Up to now, his current cultivation is also caused by white fire. The next step is to break the elixir and become a baby, and it is only possible to succeed by white fire. If there is no white fire, I will become a master at the peak of the ordinary Zidan Realm, and I may be trapped in the Danqi Realm all my life.
Looking at the spirit fire that extinguished a section, Huang Wuji smiled secretly in his heart. Sure enough, the real spirit fire characteristics are the same. It can't stay in the air for too long. On the day of formation, it must be in a specific vacuum environment or in the human body to survive. Now it can be the size of a needle. I think it's the Zuixian Tower tube opposite. It takes a long time to get things, and slowly develop what it is today.
You know, it is recorded in ancient books that when the spiritual fire was born, it was only the size of sesame, and it could only be slowly warmed in a vacuum environment or in the human body, just like sowing and sprouting. How big can it grow into a needle? The Zuixianglou steward must have spent a lot of energy, and it seems that it has been hundreds of years. When thinking about it, the spiritual fire appeared in a gloomy situation again. Huang Wuji couldn't cover his ears with lightning speed. The god unconsciously cut off a small section of the spiritual fire into his body and slowly warmed it up, and left the rest without saying anything and directly returned it to the steward of Zui Xianlou.
The steward of Zuixianlou was worried about the incident with the spiritual fire. He didn't notice the movement of Huang Wuji at all. He was very happy to see that the spiritual fire was thrown back. He took a step forward regardless of his identity. He grabbed the spiritual fire in his hand and swallowed it directly into his abdomen without looking at it. Then he closed his eyes and drilled into the body to observe. In the case of the spiritual fire, the spiritual fire returned to the body, and countless fire spiritual powers swarmed in like moths, supplementing a small part of the loss in an instant.
After observing the spiritual fire, the steward of Zui Xianlou did not have any major damage, he opened his eyes and looked at the teenager opposite him gratefully. The joy of loss made him forget the slap in the face just now. Huang Wuji is worthy of being a deep emperor's way, and the carrots and sticks are both important.
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