"Kaishan Fist!".

A whirlpool formed in an instant, sucking the air around it, followed by a howling wind, which looked extremely powerful.

"Descend the Dragon's Palm!".

Qiao Feng took out his palm, and instantly pushed the air out of the waves, and a heavy air wave followed the palm wind towards the young man's iron fist.

"Wave!".

The fists collided, creating a strong shock wave, and the two of them stepped back at the same time.

This time, the two were evenly matched.

"Two, two, please don't do it, don't do it, this is my family's ancestral hall. "

Zhao Xuewen, who was almost blown down by the air wave generated by the collision of fists and palms, came up in a panic to dissuade him.

The blow just now was evenly matched, and both the Heavenly Martial King and Qiao Feng had no intention of continuing to do it.

King Tianwu's expression was still cold and arrogant, he glanced at Qiao Feng, and said coldly: "The strength is not weak, you are qualified to share a piece of the pie with me." "

"Hey, hey!".

Qiao Feng's face was gloomy, his expression was very ugly, and he responded with a negative measure, "Each other, each other!".

Then, the Heavenly Martial King looked at Xiao Zimu, and his expression was as aggressive as when he looked at Qiao Feng just now.

Xiao Zimu was unmoved, calmly took out a fire talisman, and with a shake, a small flame appeared on the palm of his hand.

As Xiao Zimu's palm shook, a small flame spread, and his entire palm burned, forming a huge flame.

The flames burned on Xiao Zimu's palm, like a giant bonfire illuminating the entire ancestral hall.

At this moment, the blood light in the ancestral hall actually had a tendency to be dispersed, and it weakened slightly.

It's a pity that apart from Xiao Zimu, King Tianwu, like Qiao Feng, can't see the blood light in the ancestral hall.

Zhao Xuewen trembled, lest Xiao Zimu throw the flames out with a shake of his hand, so that his ancestral ancestral hall would have to be burned.

"Huh!".

King Tianwu and Qiao Feng were shocked at the same time.

The Heavenly Martial King was inexplicably wonderful, and his blank face obviously didn't know what Xiao Zimu's means were.

Qiao Feng was a little knowledgeable, and glanced at Xiao Zimu coldly, but the strange look in his expression betrayed him, "It turned out to be a mage." "

There was a bit of respect in his tone.

After the world mutated, the most mutants appeared, followed by various martial artists, and mages like Xiao Zimu were very rare.

The reason is very simple, the world mutates, and it is easiest to mutate various fruits into alienated fruits, and once a person eats the alienated fruit, he can immediately mutate and become a variety of mutants.

And in addition to this path, if you want to improve yourself, you can only rely on various cheats.

Among the various cheats, the martial arts cheats are actually the lowest, the easiest to mutate, and the rarity is not even as good as the various Confucian classics.

The most difficult to mutate is actually the Tao and the Dharma, and among the two, the Tao is the most.

Of course, despite this, it does not mean that the Dao Fa is the strongest.

On the contrary, in the early stage, the strongest combat power is actually martial arts and mutants, and Taoism and Buddhism are stronger in the later stage.

However, Taoism and Buddhism have a unique restraint effect on evil, while martial arts and mutants do not.

The young Tianwu King glanced at Xiao Zimu deeply, his arrogant eyes weakened a little, and in the end he didn't make a move on Xiao Zimu, obviously thinking that with the spiritual fire just now, Xiao Zimu was also qualified to get a piece of the pie.

"Master, Master Mu, have you found out what the problem is?"

Zhao Xuewen hurriedly diverted the topic and took the opportunity to ask Xiao Zimu.

"I'll take a look. "

Xiao Zimu nodded, and then looked at the god tablet on the offering table.

There are two tablets of the gods of Zhao Xuewen's family, one is his grandfather and the other is his father.

It's just that, at this time, the two god tablets are upside down.

Xiao Zimu couldn't help but walk forward and approached the god tablet.

Zhao Xuewen's expression suddenly became nervous, the god tablet was actually very taboo for outsiders to approach, but it was difficult for him to stop Xiao Zimu.

Fortunately, Xiao Zimu only walked a certain distance and stopped. Then he bowed to the two god tablets respectively, and then stared at the two god tablets closely.

The ancestral hall was filled with blood, and if you didn't get closer, you couldn't see the tablet of the gods clearly.

In Xiao Zimu's eyes, at this time, there were small cracks on the two god tablets.

Very fine, very small, not much, but there is a faint sign that it is going to continue to crack.

The Zhao family's god tablet is actually cracked!

"Master, do you see what's coming?".

Zhao Xuewen couldn't help but ask again, he noticed the change in the expression on Xiao Zimu's face, and his heart was suddenly full of uneasiness.

Xiao Zimu turned his head with a solemn face, "Mr. Zhao, I suggest that it is best to transfer the Divine Spirit Tablet now." "

"Transfer out?".

Zhao Xuewen frowned slightly.

The tablet of the gods, is it so hasty to move it?

Zhao Xuewen obviously didn't agree with Xiao Zimu's proposal, so he asked, "Master, did you find anything?"

Xiao Zimu explained: "I took a closer look just now, and the two god tablets of your family have cracks. "

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