Chapter 180 Ma Xianhong: Impossible! Absolutely Impossible! (First Update)

In addition to the white puppet who can use sword energy, capture, and earth-walking fairy methods, and the crying and shouting that can send shock waves in the air, there is also the stealing beast that can absorb the opponent's qi, which is also a headache.

Not to mention that Ma Xianhong has many protective magic tools on him to resist attacks.

Any of these precious magic tools would be a good thing to fight for in the alien world, but at this moment, they all appear on Ma Xianhong alone, which shows how powerful the Shenji Bailian, the eight strange skills that can efficiently refine magic tools, is.

"The magic tools on him are really troublesome..."

After several rounds of fighting, all the temporary workers on the scene were shocked by Ma Xianhong's endless magic tools. This is not only because Ma Xianhong has many magic tools, but also because these magic tools are well-made.

...

At the same time, Ma Xianhong, who was surrounded by five temporary workers, was panting and gradually realized that something was wrong.

Ever since he fought with these crazy people, he felt an indescribable sense of disharmony... The five people in front of him seemed to be more and more courageous as they fought as if they were sure of winning, but he became more and more uneasy after several rounds of fighting.

Where did this uneasiness come from?

Ma Xianhong looked at the temporary workers in front of him and suddenly realized something.

It was the purpose!

He had fought with Chen Duo before and knew that Chen Duo's methods were indeed tricky.

Although tricky, considering the combat power of these people in front of him, sending two or three would be enough, and this configuration should never be the case.

That's right...

Their original purpose was not to come to Biyou Village just because they found Chen Duo temporarily!

They were well prepared! They came for Biyou Village.

The honest old Ma finally realized everything at this moment.

This group of people did not come for Chen Duo at all, but for him, Ma Xianhong, and Biyou Village!

Seeing that Ma Xianhong's expression had changed, Hei Guan was the first to notice and ask:

"What's wrong? Village Chief Ma, why is your expression so ugly?"

"You five came for Biyou Village from the beginning! Isn't that right?"

Faced with Ma Xianhong's questioning, Hei Guan did not hide it anymore and silently made a "seven" shape with his left hand.

"It's not five, Village Chief Ma, it's seven."

"Seven?" Hearing this number, Ma Xianhong frowned a little.

"Yes, seven... In addition to us, your uncle Zhang Chulan, and the guest you invited, Zhou Fengliu..."

"How about it? Village Chief Ma, this configuration is enough to deal with your Biyou Village...?" Hei Guan looked at Ma Xianhong and said.

"You... despicable!"

Old Ma, the honest man, regretted it so much at this moment. There are no good people here!

Zhang Chulan!

Zhou Fengliu!

Everyone is deceiving him, the good old man who has lost his memory and is still sincere to him!

"This is just the beginning, there are more despicable things to come."

The clarinet continued to stimulate Ma Xianhong's heart, and his tone changed and continued:

"Village Chief Ma, there were originally seven of us, and now five of us are fighting you with all our strength. Guess how many are left..."

"Brother clarinet, we can't treat Village Chief Ma as a fool, even this kid can figure it out."

Before Ma Xianhong answered, Qiu'er stood up and said that this was not good.

"Okay, then Village Chief Ma, guess what the remaining two people are going to do now?"

"..."

At this moment, Ma Xianhong didn't want to pay attention to the weirdness of the two people. The first thing he thought of was Zhang Chulan who was outside the self-cultivation furnace room.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have already warned him! Unless he really wants to die! Otherwise, he will never destroy my furnace!"

"Unless...unless..." Ma Xianhong said, the expression on his face became more and more panicked.

Unless Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan went to mess with his furnace together...

It shouldn't be.

No...

I let him eat, drink and play for free for several days... Zhou Fengliu couldn't do this to me!

Seeing that Ma Xianhong still didn't believe it, Qiu'er scratched his face and added seriously: "Village Chief Ma, didn't you say there were two people? In addition to Zhang Chulan, there is also Zhou Fengliu?"

"Didn't you just keep asking me where Zhou Fengliu went? I'll tell you now, he went to the self-cultivation furnace room to support Zhang Chulan."

Getting Qiu'er's definite confirmation, Ma Xianhong didn't stop for a moment, turned around and ran quickly towards the self-cultivation furnace.

"I'll go, you run fast enough!"

"Let's chase!"

Ma Xianhong ran, and a group of temporary workers chased and blocked him from behind, trying to delay time for Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan.

Seeing that everyone had gone far away, the duo hiding in the dark looked at each other and then followed. Unlike those temporary workers who targeted Biyou Village, the purpose of these two was very simple...

...

At the same time

Zhang Chulan and Zhou Fengliu, who were missed by everyone, were outside the self-cultivation furnace room.

At this time, Zhang Chulan fell into memories.

He remembered that after coming down from the Tianshi Mansion, he had asked Feng Baobao what the old farmer's exercise was. At that time, Feng Baobao could not answer clearly, and could only use a metaphor to tell him that the old farmer's exercise was like raising a baby in the Dantian...

At that time, when he heard about raising a baby in the belly, he shouted, "Wow, how can a man raise a baby?"

When he was slightly more conscious now, he realized that Feng Baobao's metaphor at the time... was really vivid.

He opened his eyes and found that he seemed to be trapped in a huge quagmire and could not move. He could only look around with his eyes.

From his vision, he seemed to be in the body of a Qi infant, being nurtured in the stomach of the Qi infant, and the Qi infant smiled as if he had found something interesting.

This is...

What is this?

Zhang Chulan frowned, not knowing why.

In the real world.

Zhou Fengliu looked at Zhang Chulan, who was in the Nascent Soul state and radiated golden light, and did not indulge him. He backhanded a big punch.

But unfortunately, he did not hit him this time. Zhang Chulan in the Nascent Soul state reacted very quickly and turned his head to dodge.

Zhang Chulan, who dodged, smiled when he saw that Zhou Fengliu did not hit him, and then danced a Kun dance similar to the Iron Mountain Dance to mock Zhou Fengliu for not hitting him.

"..." Zhou Fengliu.

Zhang Chulan in the Nascent Soul state... is so mean.

How can this person and meanness be combined?

Zhou Fengliu sighed, then disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Zhang Chulan at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. With a "swish", he swung the big fist onto Zhang Chulan's face, who was still smiling.

As the saying goes, you can escape the first day, but you can't escape the fifteenth.

Zhou Fengliu's slightly serious fist hit Zhang Chulan's face firmly.

With the infusion of power, the golden light on Zhang Chulan, who was still leaning on the iron mountain, was suddenly dispersed. Under the action of inertia, he rotated ten and a half Kun on the spot and flew out like a small spinning top.