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"You're crazy!"

Sun Wuqi looked coldly, looking directly at Tang Yin.

Tang Yin didn't shy away from it, and met Sun Wuqi's eyes directly.

"People laugh at me for being too crazy. Coincidentally, I, Tang Yin, just like crazy, so what?"

Tang Yin smiled half-smile, as if he didn't take Sun Wuqi seriously.

The eyes of the two intersected, and the next moment, Sun Wuqi suddenly appeared in front of Tang Yin.

"Remember in your next life, be a human... don't be crazier than my master!"

A murderous intent flashed across Sun Wuqi's unruly eyes, and he directly raised his hand to blast Tang Yin.

Boom!

"blocked…"

Yin Tianqi's eyes moved slightly, and he murmured.

"Yeah, your punch is really strong, my fan is broken."

Tang Yin showed exaggerated shock, raised the dilapidated folding fan in front of his eyes, and then praised Sun Wuqi with admiration.

Sun Wuqi's expression darkened.

"Something good!"

"In that case, the young master will play with you!"

One punch did not solve the opponent, and even broke the opponent's folding fan, which made Sun Wuqi's face a little uneasy.

Did he know that he was definitely not the only one who came here.

Apart from Yin Tianqi and Xian Qianqiu, there were definitely other old acquaintances in the dense crowd.

If he loses face here, he will be in trouble...

Thinking of this, Sun Wuqi put away the look of contempt in his eyes, and then raised his hand.

The stone pillar trembled crazily, then spun up to the sky, and kept shrinking. At the same time, the rock outside the stone pillar fell off, revealing the golden color inside.

Bang!

With the stick in his hand, Sun Wuqi raised his hand and it turned into a big spinning windmill, and then he slammed the stick on the ground, shaking the ground.

The stick in Sun Wuqi's hand was golden yellow, with a black gold hoop at both ends, which looked like a dragon pattern, or a black ape curled up.

"Master's Holy Fighting Stick weighs [-] catties. If one end is tilted, it can crush mountains and rivers!"

"Come on! Let me see what you are capable of! You can take a few blows from me!"

Sun Wuqi looked cold, raised his stick and pointed it at Tang Yin.

Tang Yin smiled, and the moment he raised his right hand, there was a sound of piercing through the air.

Above the sky, a silver long spear pierced the clouds and fell steadily into Tang Yin's hands.

The whole body of the spear was silvery white, with dragon patterns twining around it, exuding an indescribably domineering aura.

"The Overlord Spear is about one foot three feet seven inches long, and the Silver Dragon Guard Spear is a legendary weapon of my Tang family."

"Sun Daoyou, please!"

Tang Yin gently wiped the body of the gun with his fingers, and after introducing the Overlord Spear unhurriedly, he looked at Sun Wuqi and raised his hand to signal him to make a move.

Sun Wuqi's eyes turned cold, and he swung out his long stick.

The corner of Tang Yin's mouth raised slightly, and the Overlord Spear in his hand flew out like a dragon.

Amidst the sound of gold and spear colliding, the Holy Fighting Stick and Overlord Spear collided with each other.

Sun Wuqi stepped on the ground, jumped up suddenly, holding sticks in both hands, the Holy Fighting Stick was like a weight, when it fell, it caused a roar of thunder.

Tang Yin stepped back again and again, then let go of his palm, the Overlord Spear slid out, and the tip of the spear landed on the ground. After catching the Holy Fighting Stick with perfect precision, Tang Yin immediately raised the gun sideways, and lifted the Holy Fighting Stick and Sun Wuqi away like four or two thousand catties.

Sun Wuqi was forced into the air, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then his eyes sharpened.

"Something good!"

"Thousands of troops are broken!"

Sun Wuqi yelled loudly, looking at Tang Yin on the ground, the Holy Fighting Stick in his hand grew as big as he wanted, instantly changed to a thousand meters, and blasted down with the force of thunder.

Wherever the long stick came, there was a sound of gold and iron horses, and the terrifying air of iron and blood smashed towards Tang Yin with immeasurable gravity.

Tang Yin flew up, with the spear horizontally in front of him, blocking the Saint Fighting Stick.

However, the Saint Fighting Stick was as heavy as a mountain, and when it fell on the Overlord Spear, Tang Yin kept falling.

The corner of Sun Wuqi's mouth showed a hint of arrogance, and he continued to increase his strength, trying to press Tang Yin to the ground.

Naturally Tang Yin would not let him succeed, there were crowds gathered below, if he fell, he might be covered with dead bodies in an instant.

Immediately, Tang Yin's left hand suddenly let go of the gun body.

The spear was tilted so that the Holy Fighting Stick slid directly down the body of the gun. .

The sudden loss of check and balance made Sun Wuqi unexpected, and the holy fighting stick in his hand couldn't stop blasting down.

But at this time, Tang Yin took the opportunity to retract the gun, and while turning over, the long spear struck Sun Wuqi's chest hard.

Sun Wuqi's eyes were wide open, and his body, which could not stop the force from falling, shot straight into the sky.

Tang Yin seized the opportunity, charged straight up, and stabbed out with the Overlord Spear in his hand.

Roar!

Suddenly, a silver dragon gushed out of the gun, roared, and slammed into Sun Wuqi's body fiercely.

Sun Wuqi was attacked again and directly broke through the clouds.

Tang Yin turned around, and after catching up with Sun Wuqi, he stabbed out again.

"Thousands of swaying gods!"

Sun Wuqi swung the fighting stick, and the long stick fell like raindrops, colliding with the long spear.

The two did not give in to each other, and the colliding auras dragged them in all directions.

"Hahaha! Have fun!"

Sun Wuqi became more and more courageous as he fought, and he laughed heartily.

He was warlike by nature, although he couldn't find Nezha and Ao Bing today, Tang Yin's strength was beyond his expectation.

"I didn't expect that besides Nezha and Ao Bing, there is such an arrogance like you in Shenhuang! Good!"

"Come again!"

Sun Wuqi flipped his wrist, and the holy fighting stick in his hand shone with astonishing light.

Tang Yin smiled slightly, "Miao Zan, I'm in Shenhuang, but I'm far from being ranked."

"what?"

Hearing this, Sun Wuqi couldn't help being taken aback, then shook his head, "Brother Tang is really humble."

Sun Wuqi naturally didn't believe it. Although he was very dissatisfied with Tang Yin before, his impression of Tang Yin suddenly changed after a fight.

And how could a person like Tang Yin who could fight him to such an extent not rank among the little gods?

Therefore, Sun Wuqi subconsciously thought that the other party was humiliating himself.

But Tang Yin shook his head again, and said, "It's not that I'm humble, but that's the truth."

"Not to mention the eleven brothers and sisters who share the same twelve zodiac signs with me, they are all hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Qingqing Grassland, Gou Xiong Ridge, Zhenhun Street and other places."

"I, Tang Yin, are nothing more than a playboy. I can still be ranked high in picking up girls, but if it's just fighting, I really can't be ranked high."

Tang Yin's sincere attitude and sincere expression silenced Sun Wuqi.

Could it be that what he said was true?

"Eldest brother, are there really so many strong men in this wilderness? Why haven't we met any of them these days?"

On the ground, Qian Qiu also showed a puzzled look, and couldn't help asking Yin Tianqi beside him.

"maybe…"

Yin Tianqi thought about it, and said something ambiguously.

Hearing this, although Qianqiu was dissatisfied with Yin Tianqi's answer, he didn't ask any more questions, after all, it was useless to ask. ...

Chapter 303 The Demon Race Comes, An Dongyin's Family!

"I don't know if Tang Yin can beat Sun Wuqi. If he can beat Sun Wuqi, then Sun Wuqi, and even the Sun family, will be embarrassing!"

As Qianqiu said, he couldn't help revealing a trace of expectation.

Qianqiu didn't like such domineering and rude people as Sun Wuqi, but Tang Yin, who looked like a handsome young man, made her like him very much.

If Sun Wuqi knew Qianqiu's thoughts, he would probably feel speechless.

Isn't it Yan Gou's judgment to say so much?

In fact, Sun Wuqi is not ugly, but it is a pity that he is too thin, a little out of shape, and his skin is slightly browned. Compared with Tang Yin, he is like a sparrow and a swan.

"Sun Wuqi...it's not that simple, he didn't even activate the blood of the devil ape, let alone he still has the Eucharist..."

Yin Tianqi shook his head. Although he didn't directly explain, he thought in his heart that Tang Yin might not be Sun Wuqi's opponent.

If Sun Wuqi was so easy to deal with, he wouldn't deserve to be called the Little Saint King.

In the sky, Sun Wuqi frowned as he thought about Tang Yin's words.

However, he soon broke into a wild laugh.

"interesting!"

"If this is the case, that would be great! On the road to success, the more opponents there are, the more excited I will be!"

Sun Wuqi's eyes were bright, and his arrogant tone was exciting.

Tang Yin nodded and smiled, "I won't let you down!"