Zongwu: In the snow of storytelling, Li Hanyi rewards and urges updates

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"What am I? I just like Xu Fengnian. What's wrong?"

"Don't argue, don't argue. To be fair, the phrase 'Tuoba Bodhisattva dares to bully my woman' is really domineering, and from the beginning I didn't believe that His Majesty the Prince (Zhao Liao Zhao) turned into him."

"What's the result? He just recovered some memories of his previous life. The prince is the prince, and his character and way of speaking will never change. This is also the charm of Master Su's storytelling!"

"Okay, then I'll show you the win! That's great. Although I know that the prince is bragging, which boy has never bragged in front of the woman he likes when he was young?"

"Then your definition of favorite is a bit broad. The woman His Royal Highness has boasted about is worth eight hundred if she doesn't have one thousand, right?"

"Dude, why are you allergic to romance?"

"Stop arguing, can you listen to the book carefully? I just want to know whether the prince and the others have successfully escaped. I am so frightened just listening to the book. I don't want to guess what Louzhu Su is thinking. I can just guess. I can’t figure it out!”

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Chapter 234 One punch is three hundred feet, one punch is seven hundred feet [Please order the full version, please customize]

"Master Liu Hao has never been so panicked, like a dog in water, with 50 years of astronomical knowledge.

In less than half a stick of incense, it became a passing cloud.

After making sure that the guy wasn't chasing him, he still managed to cover more than ten miles in one breath before stopping.

Never in his life did he think that one day he would become a frightened bird.

As the martial arts advances, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. It's like ascending to the sky on the Shu Dao, and it takes half a mile to travel a hundred miles.

The third level to the second level is a big threshold. Most of the rich and powerful disciples of the sect who have the secret recipe of famous master's elixir are blocked from this threshold.

Martial arts training is an extremely hard-working profession. It requires both a foundation of talent and perseverance.

After reaching the second level and becoming a minor grandmaster in the general sense, you will immediately encounter a higher threshold.

It is so high that many talented people with insufficient perseverance will give up in spite of difficulties.

Master Liu Hao has seen too many young people with innate advantages who were unable to get in and grew old in a wasteful way.

Not to mention the climb up to the First Rank and Four Realms. It was precisely because he knew that the journey was difficult that Master Liu Hao, who was about to reach the top, lamented his decline.

Master Liu Hao, filled with hatred, sat slumped on the ground, inserted his hands into the ground, formed a hook with his ten fingers, and drew mud ditches.

Master Liu Hao's excitement gradually stabilized, and he took out a small ancient sandalwood box from his sleeve.

After opening the box carefully, a small pill was revealed. Instead of being filled with fragrance, it had a foul smell.

But Master Liu Hao solemnly and slowly stretched out his fingers, trying to grasp the elixir. This humble sword bait was rumored to be derived from half of the secret recipe of the elixir obtained by the Emperor of Qin when he went to sea to visit immortals.

There is a secret saying in Taoist classics: "Since you can't use swords and bait, you can stay in the world and become an immortal."

It means that if you get this medicine, you can ascend, and there is no need to become a land god.

Of course, Master Liu Hao knew that the bait in the box did not have such efficacious effects, but it could help him stabilize his current state and win the slightest chance of returning to the sky.

Master Liu Hao suddenly retracted his fingers, closed the box, stood up and looked around, still uneasy, he circled around to make sure there was no one within two miles.

Then he sat cross-legged, swallowed the knife and bait, closed his eyes and concentrated.

Gradually enter the situation of "the corpse dwells in the dragon and sees the abyss silently thundering".

'Ha ha. '

The word "gentle" suddenly sounded in Master Liu Hao's ears, like real thunder. "(bafb)

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“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

"Hey girl, come on! Kill this old dog!"

"Finally, someone came to pick up this old dog's head. If he doesn't die, I don't have a clear idea, but I'm a little worried about Miss Haha. Can she beat Liu Chow?"

"Then you think too highly of this old dog. Don't forget what His Royal Highness has done to him. Now let alone the sky, he is considered awesome if he can explode Zhixuan's combat power."

"But wasn't Miss Haha also injured before?"

"How long has this been going on? According to Huang Longshi's ability, if he dares to let his daughter out, I am sure that I have recovered! So, after the identification, Miss Hehe in her prime is determined to kill this old thief like a chicken."

"I'm quite curious about this 'daogui bait'. Is there anyone who knows about it who can tell me about it?"

"Are you kid confused after listening to the book? This is obviously something made up by Master Su!"

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"On the other side, the Lord of Emperor Wu City, who was waiting for the little girl's second strike, raised his eyebrows, whether it was surprise or anger.

Her sword move caused a ripple in Wang Xianzhi Gu Jing Bubo's state of mind.

The sword opens the gate of heaven!

The sky opened, and the flow was gorgeous.

A pillar of Tianmen crashed to the ground.

When the other pillar is erected, the gate of heaven will be opened.

Jiang Ni, who was leaning on the sword with her hands folded, turned pale, and she pushed the Great Liang Sparrow into the ground inch by inch.

In order to stop Wang Xianzhi from moving forward, the woman forced the door to open. It was obvious that the door was opened for Wang Xianzhi.

It was clear that he wanted to take matters into his own hands and send the invincible Lord of Emperor Wu City away.

Blood oozes from the corner of Jiang Ni's mouth, but he continues to push the long sword into the ground, desperately trying to pull the other pillar down.

Only a few people in the world know the truth. Back then, she was just a woman who felt so painful that she thought she would die just because she was carrying books up the mountain.

She is just a timid woman who does not dare to practice swordsmanship because she is afraid of hardship. She is just a woman who is satisfied with studying and earning some copper coins.

She never thought about Yujian, restoring the country, or opening the gate of heaven with a sword. She never thought that she could do such an unattainable thing.

She just wanted to take advantage of him not paying attention and stab him to death with a sword secretly.

Then this life is over.

Wang Xianzhi still didn't stop her from opening the door with a sword.

I, Wang Xianzhi, don’t want to cross the Heavenly Gate, so what if the Heavenly Gate is wide open? At this moment, Wang Xianzhi suddenly slipped back and made a gesture of resisting the enemy.

A figure broke open Tianmenmen Liuhua and punched Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi slid out a full three hundred feet.

The moment the second celestial pillar was about to support the sky and the earth, it disappeared and the sky gate closed.

Jiang Ni didn't even bother to spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at that figure obsessively.

The figure disappeared in a flash, and went straight to Wang Xianzhi.

Another simple punch.

Although Wang Xianzhi still survived, she fell back [-] feet!

No one in the world has ever been able to make Wang Xianzhi, who can kill immortals, retreat a thousand feet. "

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"Jiang Ni is mighty and domineering! I have learned this sword move from Kaitianmen, and it is no wonder that the old man Sheepskin Fur has been thinking about taking her as his disciple all the way."

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it won't be of any use to Wang Xianzhi. As he said, if Wang Xianzhi doesn't want to pass through the Heavenly Gate, what if the Heavenly Gate opens wide?"

"I have never heard that the way to solve a person is to send him to become an immortal. This just shows what role Wang Xianzhi has played in this world in the past hundred years. No one dares to claim to be the second best in the world. To be number one in the world, what a domineering experience!”

"Here, who is this person? One punch made Wang Xianzhi retreat three hundred feet, and another punch made Wang Xianzhi retreat seven hundred feet? What a joke, this is Wang Xianzhi! If it is so easy to do, why is it called Wang Xianzhi?!"

"Looking at Jiang Ni's reaction, the person coming is not the bald prince, right? He still has Luoyang with him, so he dares to come and fight for Wang Xianzhi?"

"The shopping spree for Wang Xianzhi is not the point. The point is that he actually asked Jiang Ni to meet Luoyang? Isn't it true that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet? It feels like a Shura scene is about to take place."

"If you really say that, I don't even have the ears to listen to the next plot. It's exciting just thinking about it. I hope His Royal Highness is fine..."

"Don't worry, it may not necessarily be His Royal Highness, it might be another master?"

"Then tell me who it is? You can count the masters of boxing in the world on one hand, not to mention how many are willing to help the prince at this juncture?"

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Chapter 235 Wang Xianzhi with a stick of incense [Please order the complete version, please customize it]

"The breeze blew by, and the dust was scattered on the straight line where Wang Xianzhi retreated thousands of feet.

Some slightly higher mounds and slopes were directly broken by the old man's back.

Fortunately, the two sides were in the wilderness, and no outsiders saw this shocking scene.

Wang Xianzhi shook her ankles and simply kicked off the dilapidated hemp shoes. Her sleeves were torn to pieces and torn off by him.

His thick, bronze arms were exposed, and his muscles were as solid as a rock, containing the power to tear apart mountains and cities.

Emperor Wu City was built near the water to view the sea. Every year at the intersection of summer and autumn, white waves would surge into the sky, and the tide would drag thousands of miles across and beat against the top of the east city wall.

Thirty years ago, Wang Xianzhi would stand proudly on top of the east city wall every time there was a tornado on the sea.

He uses his arms to beat the waves to catch the tide. In the past 30 years, two people have replaced him to "make the tide".

The momentum is not as great as that of Wang Xianzhi.

The martial artist's use of force to prove the Tao has always been despised by people in the three religions, and is regarded as an inferior method that is not in line with the heaven and the Tao.

It was Wang Xianzhi who single-handedly turned the tide and changed the world's views, especially when Tuoba Bodhisattva and Xuanyuan Dapan became famous one after another.

Even more so, Wang Xianzhi, the pioneer of this martial arts, is at the height of his power and never falls behind.

Wang Xianzhi's expression was calm, and she looked at the distant line below her feet. Her energy flowed and surged, and her body felt like a vast ocean.

Just talking about the top ten people in the internal strength and martial arts evaluation, Cao Changqing is even more outstanding than Deng Tai'a, who is third in the world. He is directly chasing Tuoba Bodhisattva, but he claims to be against Wang Xianzhi, but it is still difficult to compare.

In terms of combat power alone, the green-shirted swordsman before Jiazi was roughly on the same level as the old man in sheepskin fur who never retreated from Guangling River.

But Wang Xianzhi is much better than what she was before Jiazi. This is why in the battle in the East China Sea, even facing Li Chungang who has returned to the peak of swordsmanship.