Chapter 179: Real master

Chapter 179 The Real Master
"If you have the foresight, I was indeed saved by Patriarch Wuji, waiting for my real master to appear!"
"The real master?"
"Ah, there are 27 more! I ran, I ran!" Wenwen deliberately did not answer Su Mian's words. After a sky of thunder fell, the last layer of white light disappeared completely.
Wen Wen was waiting, holding a white fan high with one hand, his long black hair flying in the wind. He knew that without the absorption of spiritual power, the next thing was the real catastrophe!
Such a serious text is something Su Mian has never seen before, and it really feels like a fairytale!
Before Su Mian had time to take a closer look, a sky of thunder resounded across the sky, and his aura was many times stronger than those who didn't know just now, and even Su Mian had put away his curiosity.
When I looked again, only a pair of fan bones remained in the white fan in Wenwen's hand, and the long hair that was dancing with the wind a moment ago was scorched.
Without spiritual support, Wenwen was almost hit by the sky thunder just now!
There was a cellmate in Su Mian's previous life who loved to read novels, and he told them at night. When the immortal went through the robbery, the treasures were thrown out one by one.
Looking at Wenwen standing there for a long time without moving, he wouldn't just be the broken fan. Su Mian was in a hurry and couldn't help. "What treasure do you have, come and throw it out!"
Then the corner of his eyes twitched, "You really think that I am your human being. Our clan does not use that nasty means. We want face, we depend on strength!"
Before the voice fell, a sky thunder fell again, Wenwen hurriedly threw out the fan, and then avoided.
Wenwen looked up again and looked at the top of his head. The dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker and he was crying in mourning. This time he won't fail again!
Throw the magic weapon, he also wants to! But he didn't!
Last time, he threw away all the treasures, leaving only this broken fan. If the ancestor hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid there would be no more fan left.
"Then what do you do now? Come on with a few more sky thunders, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it!" Su Mian raised his eyes to look at the dark clouds in the sky, it's not her illusion, how can it feel that the clouds are even bigger than before. thick!
After Su Mian had finished speaking, Wenwen really took a hit, and his proud long hair was instantly burned. Now he is a bald head.
Su Mian laughed so hard that she looked even cuter with her bald head!
"You, you are still laughing!" Wenwen became angry and furious, "I have never seen such an inhuman master like you!" Just after speaking, he covered his head and escaped two sky thunders.
Wenwen counted silently in his heart, this time 70 sky thunders had passed, and he didn't mean to stop. Last time he experienced 71 sky thunders, only the last one.
Looking at the clouds above my head, it is absolutely impossible that there will be two more, that is, there will be 81 sky thunders this time!
Forcibly hiding his inner ecstasy, Wenwen quickly glanced at Su Mian who was walking in the distance, unexpectedly her blood was so pure!
The last time the owner was a Taoist cultivator, Wenwen had only experienced 72 heavenly thunders, but Su Mian had more potential than the Taoist cultivator!
Wenwen was crying and howling, his clothes were burned torn, both sleeves were burned, and a large part of the front of the Taoist robe was burned off, just enough to cover the vital parts.
Wenwen's moving speed was obviously slower, and another sky thunder fell, and a burst of black smoke burst out of his concentrated arm.
Seeing Wenwen's injury, Su Mian didn't dare to go there, so she shouted, "Wenwen, how about you, how many more!"
"This is already the 79th Sky Thunder, there should be two more!"
Is the baby on vacation? There are fewer messages, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(End of this chapter)