Divine Master Soaring The Heavens

Facing the joint attack of Jianqi and Jiangang, jianwushuang squints his eyes. First, he takes a side step to avoid Jiangang's flying leg. Then he steps out and pushes his right fist straight to Jianqi.

It is the East that wants to know.

"This is Chaoyang boxing? Ha ha, waste is waste. You want to deal with me with basic boxing. What about your brain? "

Jian Qiwei was stunned when she saw that what Jian Wushuang used was Chaoyang boxing. She immediately showed a sneer on her face. One hand went to grasp Jian Wushuang's fist, and the other hand turned her palm into a fist and hit Jian Wushuang's belly.

"Idiot."

The sword is also sneering. Chaoyang boxing is the basic boxing of swordsmen. It may be good for them to build up their body, but if they want to use it against the enemy, they are full of flaws and easy to target. The sword is matchless. It's really mindless and they want to die.

"Just take you to test my understanding of Chaoyang boxing."

See sword Qi hand to grasp his fist, sword peerless eyes flash a fine awn, bright as the morning sun.

The next moment -

Jian Qi's fist suddenly floats violently, just like a boiling sea of sunrise clouds, ethereal and spectacular, and her senses suddenly have a cognitive illusion. The sense of uncertainty makes Jian Qi vomit blood. Without waiting for Jian Qi to react, Jian Qi's fist has broken through Jian Qi's palm blockade, just like the sunrise through the clouds, with heavy force Hit Jianqi!

"Poof!"

Open mouth spit out a big mouthful of blood, sword Qi incredible inverted fly out.

Jiangang and Jianping were shocked. This scene is incredible.

"Sure enough, the combination of spirit and form is the real Chaoyang boxing. In the past, the boxing method was just empty shell. I don't know how my father knew the real mystery of Chaoyang boxing?" Sword matchless mind turned.

"Waste, your cultivation has reached the Ninth level the day after tomorrow?"

The sword was just startled and frightened. Looking at it, I couldn't believe everything in front of me.

The day after tomorrow eight heavy sword Qi, unexpectedly by sword matchless one punch down, too shocked.

Waste?

Hearing this word, sword matchless eyebrows slightly pick, sneer: "waste? Jian Gang, if I'm a waste, what are you? "

The voice did not fall, the sword matchless body movement, the figure is already appeared in front of the sword body, the sword face changed, hands crossed in front of the body, rapid retreat.

Sword matchless pan light cold meaning of voice rang out, "escaped?"

The same magical punch, like a sea of clouds, is irresistible, slamming on the sword's chest.

"Bang!"

The sword just left the ground with both feet and flew out in the air. When it fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Jian Gang, you keep saying that I'm a waste, but you can't beat the waste. Isn't it more waste?"

Walking slowly to Jiangang, looking at Jiangang's frightened eyes, jianwushuang said with a slightly ironic smile.

He stepped out and stepped on Jian Gang's face until he completely crushed his face into the earth. Jian Wushuang just breathed. Then he turned his head and looked at Jian Ping, who was scared and wanted to run away.

"The sword is matchless. If you dare to move me, my brother will not let you go! Five months ago, he was the day after tomorrow nine heavy, will soon enter the congenital realm, deal with you easily

Seeing that Jian Wushuang turned to himself, he cried in a calm voice, but his trembling body revealed his true psychology.

"Jian Xuan? I'm just looking for him Sword matchless eyes flashed cold front, "however, before this, I will beat you into a pig head first!"

Jianping was shocked, and his feet were on the ground. He quickly fled to the distance with the help of his body. A sneer appeared on jianwushuang's face. He was not in a hurry to catch up, but followed behind Jianping.

The cat plays the mouse, has a special flavor.

He hates Jianxuan and Jianping very much. Seeing that Jianping still dares to take the initiative to find trouble for himself, of course, he won't teach him a lesson easily. He decides to give him a deep memory. Otherwise, he thinks he is a bully.

Feeling the joking attitude of Jianping, Jianping is extremely humiliated, but he can't help escaping. Otherwise, he will be more miserable when he falls into jianmatchless hands. He scolds jianmatchless countless times and bites his teeth to escape.

"Cousin Qianqian!"

Jianping suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Through a dense forest, in front of her, a 15-year-old girl in red who looks indifferent is practicing boxing. She is vigorous and vigorous, and her boxing style is roaring. Every time she makes a fist, she can shake away a piece of morning fog.

Hearing Jianping's cry, the girl in red frowned and looked coldly.

"Jianping, what's the matter?" Jian Qian said coldly.

"Cousin Qianqian, the sword is matchless. You want to save me!"

Qian flat nose sword ran to tears behind.

"The sword of waste is matchless?" The sword Qian Qian fine eyebrow a wrinkly, "why does he want to kill you, say again, how can you beat him?"

"When I was not on guard, he suddenly attacked me with a black hand. After I was injured, I was not his opponent."

Jianping lies with his eyes open, but jianqianqian is the woman he has been fond of for a long time, so Jianping will not discredit herself in front of her.The sword matchless stops to walk, coldly looking at the black-and-white sword flat, spit out two words: "shameless!"

Jianping hardened his head and said, "hum, you are a useless family. If you don't sneak attack, you can beat me, you idiot will believe it!"

"The sword is matchless, you go, the family is not allowed to kill each other." The sword Qian light way.

Sword matchless eyebrow tip a pick: "do you believe what he said?"

"The fact is in front of you. You want to quibble. Don't you even pay attention to cousin Qianqian?" Jianping stirs up the way.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's just that the family is not allowed to kill each other. Do you understand? Let's go, or don't blame me for being rude. "

Jian Qianqian's eyes grew cold.

"The family is not allowed to kill each other?"

When I was killed by my family, I just burst out laughing! I have the ability to fight back, you tell me again, the family is not allowed to kill each other? Where is such a good thing in the world! Jianqianqian, get out of the way. I don't want to have a grudge with you, and I don't want to see you used. "

"Waste, when it comes to the end, what are you talking about? Do you think cousin Qianqian will be blinded by your nonsense? It's a daydream!" Jianping screams.

"Shut up, I have my own discretion!"

Facing Jianping, jianqianqian gives a cold rebuke. Jianqianqian squints at jianwushuang. He is annoyed. This jianwushuang really doesn't know what's good for him. Although Jianping is not good, he is also Jianxuan's younger brother. Even if you can beat Jianping, what can you do? How can you bear Jianxuan's revenge!

"Recklessness, ignorance!" Sword Qian cold voice says.

"Ha ha." Sword matchless sneer up, don't want to talk with sword Qian Qian again, the sole of foot a step, body shape to sword flat rush.

"You are so arrogant!"

Seeing that jianwushuang ignores his forced hand, jianqianqian's heart is angry, and his palm splits out horizontally, blocking jianwushuang's body.

"You are arrogant!"

Sword matchless a cold hum, Chaoyang boxing show, his boxing instantly become floating boiling, difficult to grasp.

"What?"

Jian Qianqian's pretty face changed, and she was surprised. She turned quickly, but she was still attacked by the fierce boxing style, and her breath was disordered.

"This is Chaoyang boxing. How powerful is it?" Sword Qian Qian shocked a way.

How can she not be surprised that her accomplishments have reached the Ninth level the day after tomorrow and she has suffered a dark loss when she doesn't notice?

However, it's clearly the move of Chaoyang boxing, but I don't know why it's so powerful in the hands of Jian Wushuang.

"There are so many things you don't know! Everything revives

Sword Wushuang drinks heavily. The cultivation of the day after tomorrow's eightfold is fully stimulated. One step and a half stride, and the right fist is pulled back. Sword Wushuang suddenly bursts out a strong Qi force, and comes to sword Qianqian with the sound of wind blowing through the air.

It's the way to revive everything.

"Eight days after tomorrow?"

Jian Qian's pretty face was full of startled colors, which was not the unique waste sword in her impression. However, at this time, the style of boxing was close to her, so she couldn't help thinking about it more, and the same fist collided with her.

She is the acquired nine fold cultivation, which is one step higher than the sword matchless. It is reasonable to say that this fist should have a complete advantage, but this fist move of the sword matchless looks ordinary, but somehow, the burst of stamina is surprisingly large, as if the fist move is like a human being, it is infused with the soul, the essence of the transformation, and the sword Qianqian is kicked back. On her pretty face, she is shocked.

Jianwushuang was pushed back further, but he had been prepared. With this recoiling force, jianwushuang turned quickly and jumped to the right sword plane.

Jianping is so scared that he can't even stop Qianqian. He is so scared that he turns around and runs away.

"It's late!"

Jianping is only the seventh day after tomorrow. Compared with the speed of jianwushuang, it's too slow. Jianwushuang catches up in two steps. He clenches his right fist and slams it on Jianping's knee.

There were two sharp sounds. Jian Ping looked up at the sky and screamed. The sound was as sharp as killing a pig.

At this time, seeing Jianping, whose trousers were dyed red with blood, holding his knees rolling and howling, jianqianqian knew that it was a foregone conclusion, and sighed: "Jianxuan won't let you go!"

"So what?"

Jianwushuang looks back at Jianping. In the face of Jianping's miserable end, jianwushuang doesn't feel guilty at all. It's the other party's fault.

"The sword is matchless, although your progress makes me feel shocked, but, you know, seriously fight, you will not be my opponent, and I, not Jianxuan's opponent." Qian Dao.

"What you said is meaningless. I only know that one day, I will step on Jianxuan's head under my feet!"

With a smile, Jian Wushuang turns and leaves, leaving a figure for Jian Qianqian.