Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 1222 The old king is dead
Tang Lian and others usually practice in the back mountain. While practicing, they can ask the brutal master for advice at any time.

As for the advice of the cannon fodder disciples, Tian Hao has always answered every question. At least at this stage, these little guys haven't asked any questions that he can't answer.

This is the advantage of a solid foundation in martial arts. It is almost omniscient and omnipotent to truly understand everything.

"Senior, are you okay?"

Wushuang, who was practicing the imitation version of Holy Spirit swordsmanship, suddenly stopped, and looked puzzled at the white-haired old man who had been watching for a long time.

That's all for watching, but the expression in the old man's eyes made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Yes, your sister taught you very well!"

King Li Su stepped forward with a smile on his face.

This grandson's swordsmanship is very strong, and he has even comprehended the realm of the sword fairy. Although he is still very immature, it is indeed the realm of the sword fairy.

It just doesn't look like the daughter-in-law or the son-in-law, only the silly look follows the son-in-law.

"My sister?"

She blinked her eyes cutely, Wushuang was in a daze.

When did I have an extra sister?

No, I do have an older sister, Yijie!

"Sister Han did teach me a lot!"

Scratching his head and smirking, Wushuang was very grateful to that righteous sister Han Qianluo.

I was able to improve so quickly, and even comprehend Sword Nineteen, thanks to the guidance of that sister.

"Old man, his name is Wushuang, he is from Wushuang City, not your grandson."

Sikong Changfeng beside him couldn't stand it any longer, and reminded him.

Although Han Yi is also good at double-sword swordsmanship, it's different from this one!

And the unparalleled sister Han is not Han Yi, don't get me wrong.

"He's not my grandson? Then where is my grandson?"

King Li Su was stunned, he had just glanced around, and this boy fit his fantasy of a grandson, so why is he not his grandson.

"Wu Jie, your grandfather is here!"

Sikong Changfeng called out to Lei Wujie who was on the hammer mountain, signaling to come over to see his parents.

Lei Wujie, who was struggling against this rocky mountain, was startled and rushed over.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Grandpa!"

A series of dull footsteps came, and there were waves of tremors, as if an elephant was running. Coupled with the sound of grandpa, King Li Su had a bad premonition.

Twisting his neck stiffly, looking at the behemoth that appeared behind him, his mind went blank.

This thing is my grandson?
Did the girl cheat?

No, even if my daughter cheated on that boy Ye Xiaoying back then, it is impossible to give birth to such an inhuman thing.

what is the problem?

"Grandson Lei Wujie is not filial, I have seen my grandfather!"

Lei Wujie knelt down on his knees, causing the ground to tremble again, and it also made Li Suwang's heart tremble.

After looking at the things that still need to be looked up even when kneeling down, King Li Su shook his head again and again.

"Impossible, impossible, you can't be Xinyue's child, you are!"

Looking at Wushuang in front of him again, Li Suwang only recognized this grandson, and the inhuman thing behind him was by no means his own grandson.

Even if that head looks somewhat similar to his own daughter and son-in-law, it is absolutely not.

This kind of reaction made Lei Wujie gloomy, why is everyone always like this?

At the beginning, my sister admitted her mistake, and now my grandfather also admits his mistake. Is this also the same line?

"He is Lei Wujie. It's just that the exercises given by that one are a bit special and require a strong physical training, which makes him a little less human."

Sikong Changfeng secretly explained through sound transmission, and at the same time secretly planned to create a small conflict. In short, he must not let this old man and that cheap uncle get any big killer move, lest he really kill his master Li Changsheng.

"That's the one?"

After being silent for a while, King Li Su looked at the burly figure with his knees crossed and his eyes closed not far away, and a wave of anger rose with him.

Is it that bastard who made the old man's cute grandson uncutable?
Outrageous!

"Boy, take the old man's sword!"

Furious, Li Suwang drew his sword brazenly, rushed out like an electric shot, and slashed horizontally with the sword, but was entangled by a dragon, a real dragon!
Although King Li Su's sword is powerful, it is absolutely impossible to cut off the female corpse dragon, and it is even difficult to leave a sword mark.

Now Han Qianluo controls the female corpse dragon to entangle and suppress the heart sword, no matter how King Li Su instills sword energy, it is impossible to break free.

Before Li Suwang could imbue him with stronger skills, Han Qianluo bent his fingers, grabbed Li Suwang's arm and smashed it with a rough and simple stroke.

As early as when King Li Su came over, she had noticed it, but he was followed by Sikong Changfeng, who was obviously a friend rather than an enemy, so she didn't pay much attention to it, but who would have thought that this man would strike at the uncle.

This is unbearable!

Although the Defeating Sword has not been repaired, but when it comes to boxing skills, her Han Qianluo is not bad.

He smashed it to the ground, and immediately stepped down with his beautiful feet wrapped in high-heeled combat boots, with extreme force.

"boom!"

The rocky ground shattered, King Li Su disappeared and was blasted deep underground.

Although Li Suwang's strength is not weak, it is far behind Han Qianluo who has cultivated a special physique, not to mention that Han Qianluo has been tempering his body with the help of the dragon's blood from the female corpse dragon.

Li Suwang's physical strength is only at the level of a thousand catties, while Han Qianluo is at the level of one hundred thousand catties, which is not at the same level at all.

"Grandpa!"

Just now he realized that Lei Wujie hurried over to dig, and after a while he dug Li Suwang out of the deep ground who was vomiting blood.

"What a strong force!"

Covering his collapsed chest, Li Suwang was inexplicably shocked.

Is that really a woman?

Or is that really a person?

Even the Buddha's vajra body doesn't have such a strong body, does it?

His own strength is considered to be ranked in the Jianghu, but compared with that woman just now, he is like an ant, not on the same level at all.

"Stupid!"

Luo Qingyang, who was dancing his sword not far away, gave a two-word evaluation, but his heart became gloomy.

Back then, he had personally experienced Han Qianluo's power explosion. Even with the power of heaven and the blessing of the sword, he still lost one arm.

Even though she has cultivated a special physique now, she is still far behind that woman in terms of strength. After all, she has a dragon with her to help temper her body.

Comparing strength with Han Qianluo, there must be something wrong with his brain.

"It is a good material for swinging a hammer!"

After saying this, King Li Su lowered his head.

Although he used all his strength to protect his body with that kick just now, there was a dark energy piercing into his chest, shattering his heart, and he was sure to die.

But this girl's strength is very suitable for swinging a hammer to forge a sword.

"Grandpa!"

Lei Wujie was dumbfounded, he just died when he met his grandfather, how could this happen?
"..."

Sikong Changfeng who rushed over was also very confused, he just wanted to create a little conflict to protect his master, why did someone die in the blink of an eye?
"Heart sword?"

Sensing the movement outside, Tian Hao opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the Heart Sword.

With a movement of thought power, the heart sword that was entangled by the female corpse dragon was pulled over. Although the heart sword trembled and struggled vigorously, being entangled by the female corpse dragon was not something it could break free with a single sword.

Controlling the female corpse dragon Songxin sword, Tian Hao held it in his hand and sensed it carefully, and immediately seemed to sense something and made a sound of surprise.

"Is there such a thing?"

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(Li Jing: Finally someone can empathize with Li Mou!)

(End of this chapter)