Hold your hand, drag it out to feed the dog

Chapter 21 The Skeleton Fork

In the past two days, Jiang Polang played a little crazy, pestering Lao Suntou and them to compete every day, the purpose is to get some energy, and of course the pill is also indispensable.

Every night, he will refine the energy he has absorbed and expel the useless exhaust gas, and the true energy of Beiming in his dantian will accumulate more and more.

Another night, as soon as he refined his strength, he felt his dantian swell, as if it was about to break through again.

He accelerated the operation of the Beiming Divine Art. After a few weeks, the dantian began to burst and expand. This time the breakthrough was smoother than last time, and the dantian was several times larger. The originally swollen dantian felt empty again.

Breaking through to the middle stage of Transformation Realm, Jiang Polang secretly rejoiced that he would be able to receive system rewards later.

"Be sure to send something useful, and don't send junk books." He put his hands together and prayed.

The familiar screen appeared again, this time it was bright.

"Not bad, he broke through again so quickly. His talent is really good. If he continues to practice like this, he will definitely break through to the peak of divine strength." The system praised him.

Jiang Polang smiled without complacency, and asked, "What reward is there this time?"

"Don't worry, let me remind you first. There are two souls here. You can't just break through one skill. You will have to argue whoever you let go. It's better to break through a few more skills."

"I'll think about it carefully, you give me a reward first." He knew it well.

Ding dong, some unfamiliar information appeared in my mind, after careful inspection, it turned out to be another book, "Left and Right Fighting Technique".

Jiang Polang took a brief look at the cultivation methods. First, he had to learn how to use two things at once, drawing circles with his left hand and drawing squares with his right.

Left and right fighting skills, it all depends on talent, the mind should not be too complicated, smart people may not be able to learn it, and stupid people may not be able to learn it.

He was fine, his soul was young, and his mind was still simple, so he learned to draw circles with his left hand and squares with his right hand without much effort.

Trying to make a long fist with the left hand and stretch the palm with the right hand, but this is much more difficult. After spending half an hour, there is still no progress. It seems that the technique of fighting left and right is not so easy to learn.

Just as Jiang Polang was still thinking, there was a sudden noise outside. He didn't turn off the loudspeaker outside the house, and it was very clear inside.

Someone broke in, he didn't hesitate, and went directly to the alchemy room. Su Buqing had already noticed it, and pressed his mouth to make a silent gesture for him.

There were quite a few people who came, at least ten or more. Looking at it like this, Jiang Polang would not stop until he killed Jiang Polang.

There are more and more people outside, and their voices are getting louder. The sound of footsteps, exclamations, and the impact of weapons are endless.

Jiang Polang became more and more irritable, and kept circling the room.

"Ah!" The exclamation was very loud, it sounded like an old grandson, he was anxious and wanted to go out and have a look.

Su Buqing grabbed him and said, "Why, you don't know what's going on outside, are you going out to seek death?"

Jiang Polang was furious: "Smelly old man, you are a turtle with a shrunken head. The few outside are all my good friends. How can you not help? It's too disrespectful."

Su Buqing scolded: "Yiqi, what are you thinking? The old grandson is a police officer. It is their responsibility to protect the police room. It is their honor to sacrifice."

Jiang Polang didn't understand, he only knew that they were his friends, a group of friends who treated him well.

"Wait a little longer, even if you go out now, you won't be able to help." Su Buqing tugged on his arm so hard that he couldn't move.

Jiang Polang was silent, only hated that his skill was too weak to help.

Time passed quickly, and the sound outside gradually became quieter.

"Go, stand behind, don't leave me half a step." Su Buqing reminded.

The street lights outside the house were on, clearly illuminating a radius of several tens of feet.

When the door was opened, a bloody smell came out, which was disgusting, so I took a closer look.

There were many people lying in disorder outside, some he was familiar with and some he was not familiar with. There were stumps and broken hands everywhere, and blood flowed horizontally.

It was so terrifying, Jiang Polang trembled with fright, he had never seen such a scene in his previous life.

"Vovo." He couldn't take it anymore, and leaned against the wall to vomit.

There are still a few people fighting outside, Su Buqing looked over, Sha Gang was fighting against the three men in black alone, and several martial arts masters were struggling to resist, but he didn't see the old grandson, it looked very ominous few.

He didn't dare to leave Jiang Polang, he was in a trance now, if he was attacked unexpectedly, something would happen.

But seeing Silang and the others stubbornly resisting, after all, they are colleagues who get along day and night, I can't bear it.

"Crack." Su Buqing shook the back of Jiang Polang's head violently.

"Don't throw up, you see that your friends are dying, and you still don't help."

He looked up and saw that Sha Gang could still hold on, but the others were almost unable to hold on.

"I'll kill." Jiang Polang took a few steps forward, he forgot his fear, and shot with hatred, two sword qi flew towards the killer who was chasing after Silang.

Today he has just broken through the middle stage of transformation, and the sword energy he emits is completely different from the previous few days.

"Papa." The killer didn't check for a while, and was attacked by surprise. The sword energy bounced on him, and blood spurted out.

Silly's pressure suddenly decreased, and Jiang Polang fired a few more sword qi, forcing the other two assassins back. The situation of fighting was reversed, and the masters of the patrol room began to counterattack.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, it's worthy of being the son of a scholar." Another three men in black flew over from the sky.

Su Buqing's heart trembled, "These people are so murderous, I'm afraid it's hard to be kind today."

"Scholar's lady, who are you, and what is the purpose of breaking into the police house?" Jiang Polang shouted.

"What do you want, boy, I swore before that whoever kills my son, I will also kill his son."

The leading big man walked towards Jiang Polang, and the other two walked towards Su Buqing. It seemed that they were going to be defeated one by one.

"Boy, don't blame me for bullying the younger. It was your parents who killed my son, and I'm just taking revenge."

He didn't talk nonsense, he slashed at Jiang Polang in the air, and the Gang Qi shot at him quickly.

"Hide quickly." Su Buqing wanted to go to block him, but two men in black stopped him, and he could only watch Jiang Polang being hit by the knife gang.

This time he was not so lucky. Although the Beiming Divine Art was activated automatically and the acupoints were opened, but there was too much energy to absorb so much, and the remaining energy was actually hit on the body.

Jiang Polang took two or three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Okay, at such a young age, to be able to withstand my knife and not die, is really a talent, but it's a pity that it falls into my hands and is destined to die."

"Fart, your grandpa, I beat you so loudly today." You don't lose if you lose, and your mouth is still unforgiving.

Jiang Polang returned two bursts of sword energy directly, sucking the leading killer's stellar energy, and the power of the sword energy also greatly increased.

"Scratch." The man in black dodged, he swung his saber horizontally, and flew out twice in a row.

He can dodge completely, but he can't dodge, because once he dodges, he will have no chance to fight back, and he can only wait for death.

"Puff." Two more times, Jiang Polang retreated more than ten steps in a row this time, almost sitting on the ground, but he still held on.

Su Buqing's eyes turned red, and he shouted loudly: "Stinky boy, are you alright?"

He was entangled by two men in black and had no chance of rescue.

"It's okay, old man, I can't die." Jiang Polang's dantian is a little swollen now, and he sucked a little bit fiercely just now.

"Look at me." He shot with all his strength this time.

This time the sword energy was even more powerful, and it shot over with a whistling roar.

The man in black was also taken aback, he quickly dodged to avoid the sword energy, and said in his heart: "This kid is a little threatening, if the gutter capsizes, he won't be able to row, this time he won't hold back."

Shuashuashuashua..., [-] sword gangs in a row rushed towards Jiang Polang.

"Tiangang Eighteen Knives, it turned out to be the Ghost Knife of the Skull Knife."

A white-clothed swordsman floated from the sky, waved his sword casually, and the sword energy dissipated, and the knife gang disappeared without a trace when it encountered the sword energy.

"It turned out to be the Heavenly Sword of the Great Xia Kingdom. This is a personal grievance. Don't meddle in your own business." The leading man shouted.

"Personal grievances, you have already called the police station, and there is no one in Daxia who bullies us?"

The two sides stalemate.

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