Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Master's words echoed in his ears. Meng Jiashan worshipped his mentor, who gave him a second life. He was also very convinced of his mentor's words.

His dragon killing magic power has reached the fifth level! This set of top-grade supernatural powers can realize the existence of the seventh or even super seventh.

But at present, his ability can only reach the fifth level.

Before the fifth weight, he had at least three shortcomings, two of which were finally hidden by hard-working cultivation, except the most fatal one.

Even the benefactor said that he could not hide it now. As long as there were moves, there would be loopholes. If there were no moves, it would not be a magic power.

The so-called "no move wins with move" is not a move, but a thought or mind.

"If you meet someone who sees through your shortcomings, don't fight. You won't be his opponent..." the words of mentor tie he kept flashing in his mind.

"Stop fighting."

"He knows your shortcomings."

"If you fight, you will lose..."

Meng Jiashan's thought was shaken, and his war spirit went down, "no, no! In order to practice the Dragon killing magic power, I haven't had a day off for several years. I wield the knife more than 10000 times a day, that is, I feel integrated with the knife.

Now I have reached this level of integration.

I have realized the fifth level, more than 90% of the practitioners in the world who understand the Dragon killing magic!

In just five years, I changed from nothing to a spiritual person.

I awakened the powerful Wolverine Linggen.

I have a powerful power of more than 100 cattle.

I won't lose, never, at least not to the weak chicken in front of me! "

"Er ah!" Meng Jiashan roared. The originally scattered war spirit suddenly soared up, and then his body rushed up. The mountain in his hand turned into a blade and hit Jiang Wuchen again.

Jiang Wuchen's figure flickers. Every time he dodges, he can avoid his blade properly. Even at the moment when mengjiashan comes out, Jiang Wuchen knows where his blade is. The battle between the two seems to be better in advance.

The bigger Mengjia mountain is, the more frightened it is. Jiang Wuchen is like a thick mountain. He exerts his strength arbitrarily on the mountain, but the mountain is still standing still

Jiang Wuchen shook his head slightly and sneered, "dodging is actually an attack! He only knows how to use power. What's this called? Bull! No, wild boar!"

"Bastard, you are a wild boar..." Meng Jiashan held the knife in both hands, raised the eight characters on the left and right, and the knife awn rushed into the night sky from bottom to top. The falling raindrops were cut in half in an instant, and then evaporated into water vapor by the violent knife gas.

Jiang Wuchen's body vibrated again, his fist twinkled, a dragon roared and thumped in the heart of mengjiashan.

Shortcomings reappear, Jiang Wuchen accurately grasp.

"Ah!"

Meng Jiashan screamed in pain. There was no mountain opening to block it, and there was no golden bell defense magic. This fist caused much more damage than the first fist just now.

The position of the heart pit is actually the stomach. Under the heavy blow, Meng Jiashan vomited two mouthfuls of blood, the diaphragm was damaged, and even breathing became difficult.

The heavy body, together with the mountain opening heavy knife, took off and fell to the ground, and the gold vitality shrouded in the body immediately disappeared.

"Second brother!" Meng youruo raised his heart. The second brother was not Jiang Wuchen's opponent after all. What was expected finally happened.

However, I didn't expect to lose so directly. Jiang Wuchen doesn't seem to have much power yet.

He fell to the ground. The raindrops fell on Meng Jiashan's face and made a clicking sound. It seemed to slap him in the face and turn his head. Next to him was the bronze statue cut off by him. He still smiled at him. The smile was kind, but it was full of cynicism in Meng Jiashan's eyes.

Asshole!

Meng Jiashan slapped his palm on the ground, and his gold vitality soared again. His body jumped up and chopped a knife on the nearby bronze statue.

Bang!

The bronze statue fell apart and exploded.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuchen's face cooled. "I think you are a man, so I regard you as an opponent, but what you just did... You can die a hundred times." Jiang Wuchen rushed away while talking.

Whoosh!

In the rain, he almost reached Mengjia mountain in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!" Meng Jiashan's heart beat wildly. "Is this his original real speed?" for a time, Meng Jiashan felt the gap from Jiang Wuchen for the first time.

The familiar dragon howl sounded again.

The violent fist swept through, and the surrounding water droplets were transformed into a water column wrapped with Jiang Wuchen's fist by the power of the fist.

Ten times faster than just now!

Meng Jiashan can only see a mirage. There is no room to fight back. He can only stop it. Between lightning and flint, he pulls the mountain opening heavy knife to block it in his chest and exerts the golden bell magic power.

Bang.

Jinzhong Shentong was smashed by Jiang Wuchen's fist again, and his fist fell on the blade. The blade suddenly bent, and Meng Jiashan flew out again.

This time, he was ready to support the ground with his feet in advance. He was able to stand firm. Jinzhong magic power and Kaishan heavy knife blocked half of Jiang Wuchen's power.

But even so, mengjiashan still had a surge of Qi and blood.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, Jiang Wuchen attacked again, still the fist flashing the phantom of the dragon.

Simple, overbearing, lightning fast, impeccable.

Meng Jiashan still had no chance to fight back, but he still used the golden bell magic.

Bang.

Once again, Jiang Wuchen flew more than ten meters. This time, his mouth and nose bled. Before he could breathe, Jiang Wuchen took the third, fourth and fifth time

Several times in succession.

Meng Jiashan began to look shaky after Jiang Wuchen's violent boxing.

"Weak chicken? Who is the weak chicken?"

"You fight against the dragon? Hehe, I doubt you're going to the real beast Valley? Is the dragon you met an insect?"

"Come on, fight back, weak chicken! Aren't you arrogant? Can't wait? Aren't you unreasonable? Don't you want to see whose fist is hard?"

Boom!

Jiang Wuchen bombarded the past with one punch.

Mengjiashan lifted his feet off the ground and flew into the air. Jiang Wuchen jumped up like a green dragon, banging his fist... Falling on mengjiashan continuously.

When Jiang Wuchen fell to the ground, mengjiashan also fell from the air. His breath was lax, and he had no power to fight again.

"If it weren't for the destruction of the bronze statue, I could let you go, but..." Jiang Wuchen said and walked to Mengjia mountain on the ground.

Meng Jialiang in the distance was frightened. Is Jiang Wuchen too powerful? Even if the master of his spirit sword sect is here, I'm afraid it's not necessarily his opponent.

The second is beaten, even the Linggen can't be released, but Jiang Wuchen doesn't seem to use much power.

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