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Temporarily, let go of the obsession of the original owner, Lin Yun takes out the painting of the old man.

In the Sword Pavilion, I often saw Hong Lao Guanmo carefully wing to see this painting, Lin Yun did not peek.

I don't know how to paint, why? "The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose?"

The roll is written with eight words, the ancient intentions, and the sky is heavy.

When I started the picture, I saw a dull roaring in my ear, and I took a tiger from the painting.

Sway!

Lin Yun scared a jump, hurried back, drop this painting.

After a long time, after a long time, it gradually added.

"It's too scary, I just seem to have a tiger, I am going to me.

Lin Yunxin has a lingering, looking at the floor, hesitating, and then picked up.

Painted in the painting, is a tiger that fleshy, only looks at it, feels huge pressure.

In the next second, I forgot it that it was a pain in the painting, like a tiger life in front of him.

Zhang opened a giant mouth, the tiger's voice, shocking the soul.

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Lin Yun quickly took the painting, did not dare to look at it, holding the hand of the picture slightly shaking slightly.

It's a terrible feeling, it is no wonder that Hong Lao is very careful.

The mountain is the pressure of the tsunami, just in front of you!

The king of the beast is murderous, straight!

This painting, there is no doubt that is a treasure.

It can now look at the pressure on the pressure, and it seems to be useless.

"No ..."

Lin Yun's eyes were bright, remembering the words of Hong's old, you practice Tiger fist.

Even if you can't explain the secrets in the painting, there is also a lot to use you.

Understand, Hong Kong did not expect him to solve the painting of secrets.

I only hope that he can observe this painting and repatriate the tiger to the big.

Any martial arts skills, from shallow to deep, have four realms.

The initial peeping door is slightly small, and the peak is satisfactory.

Tiger fists is the foundation of the basic skills, which can be initially peek for a little understanding.

Diligent exercise, spend enough time, it is not difficult to do it.

It is not easy to get it.

Enlightenment is not enough, and it is also a waste.

As for the peak, it is expected.

The re-foundation method can practice to the peak, you can play a superior killing force, and it is coming.

Even, it is possible to break through the grade of the skill, and play a leap over the grade.

In the past two years, Lin Yun's tiger boxing has always been small.

The power of tiger fists can only play 30%, before defeating Zhou Ping, is a lucky.

It is mainly the opponent's enemy, and I have been coming Zhou Ping, and Lin Yun wolf that can be abused.

I didn't expect Lin Yun at all, I will promote the triple of the martial arts and I have a big loss.

Join the outside, there are many new challenges.

It is better to stabilize the realm first, and this tiger is fist to Dacheng, and then go late.

The former Wen Linyun, the style, and it is quite cautious.

Family move, very small.

The world who came to this weak meat and couldn't make anything else.

Because of an accident, it may be destroyed.

The idea is not hesitant.

The fear of the heart, Lin Yun once again opened the tiger and tiger.

Call!

It seems that the wind blows from the two ear, the pressure of the face, instantly.

Lin Yun is trying to calm calm and take a closer to observe the charm of this tiger.

Close your eyes, let the tiger charm in the painting, echoing in your mind.

When you open your eyes, you will flash, and Lin Yun is in a narrow wooden house, showing his tiger boxing.

Time, big punch, row, clouds.

The charm of the echo in the mind is digested by its little bit.

Wait until a set of punches, Lin Yun is so dripping, it is good.

The heart has poured a lot of thoughts, thousands of silk, all about Tiger boxing.

In the past, experienced experience, appearing on Lin Yun, is mysterious and boundless, can't say.

Sure enough, Hong Lao did not bully me!

Lin Yun mouth exposes the highlights, powerful, and expands the painting again.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds!

This time, Lin Yunguan's time, the total rose, reached four seconds.

Tiger in the painting, even have a blurred prototype, and is printed between its hearts.

In a narrow and simple wooden house, the teenager is like opening the new world, and the garbage practice of not worthy of the eyes in the eyes of others.

Sweater is like rain, exhausted, but still insisted.

Even if every time you launch the painting, you will scare the trembling, leave a terrible shadow.

Still biting the teeth, taking courage, and a brave explosion drawing again.

Tiger down the mountain!

After that, after ten times, Lin Yun took a drink, and the second attack of the tiger boxing, and was displayed without obstruction.

In an instant, he integrates tiger, flat, pulls half of the earth, almost touches the roof.

When you fall, the skeleton in the body explodes, just like a whistle, the sound is shocked.

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The strong wind inflowing, putting the furnishings in the wooden house, blowing seven zero eight, chaos a group.

Tiger Xiaolin, tiger down the mountain, the beasts come to the DPRK.

It is the three strokes of the tiger boxing, the twelfth strokes in front, only strengthen the body, exercise blood.

Today, the two killings have become, only the last move, the hundred beasts come to the DPRK.

Lin Yun's eyes flakes, this picture is worthy of a treasure, in just a long time, it is resistant to the past half a year.

"There is this thing, my boxing is big, and I can stay at the time.

Practice into two killings in one fell swoop, Lin Yunxin is full.

After three days, Chaoyang is rising.

Qingyunfeng's half-mountain waist is a wooden house, the sun sprinkles, there is a shadow, and the movement is moving in the air.

Call!

Every punch is playing, you can hear the wind sound, call as a ring.

The teenager is naturally a Jiannu Lin Yun, has not become a disciple of a foreign wear, and he is still Qingyun Jiannu.

On the air, Lin Yun is cool, and there is no blind man punch.

He is inductive in the body, it is said that this is the strength, and enter the martial arts triple can be generated.

Become an external disciple, you can get a way to cultivate an intuitive, that is the real warrior.

At this moment, although he did not master the practice of cultivating the cultivation, he could pay attention to the cooperation with the inner strength.

Sudden!

In his calm eyes, he exposed a hot ray, like a flame in combustion.

"Tiger Xiaolin!

Boom!

The skeleton loud skeleton is like a tiger, and it is roaring.

A boxing, the air came out of the explosion, the air flows, the four-party windshawful.

Tiger down the mountain!

Take the momentum, Lin Yunteng, and then flows straight down.

Tiger, straight, !

In a box, the flour of the mountain stone appears in a silk crack.

Break the mountain stone, this slam fist is achieved!

When the punch is finished, Lin Yun is sweating, but the sweat is perfect than the first time, progress is fast.

Three days, he is finally in great achievements, and the three of the martial arts is also stable.

Call!

Have a punch, stand.

Under the sun, Lin Yun is like a tender face, which is vigorous.

He spit out a turbidity, the eyes are calm and calm, and the light is self-proclaimed: "Nowadays are stable, the boxing is great, and there are some releared.

After entering the wooden house, after coming, Lin Yun looked at the purple imprint of his own eyebrow in the basin, slightly thoughtful.

Too much eye, even if he doesn't care, it is difficult to protect the outside people.

I thought about it, Lin Yun sered down a cloth, when doing a headscarf on the forehead.

After half-column, Lin Yun's figure appeared in Qingyunzong Zongtang.

The servic hall is a place to distribute the door, collect the martial arts, the land of the soldiers.

When Lin Yun arrived, many disciples in the sergeant hall gathered here.

"Seniors, Xiaozi Lin Yun, now there is a three-weeks of martial arts, come to apply for a foreign disciple.

In front of the sergeant, Lin Yun took out the ID card to the other party's inspection, and said calm.

The deacon is a gray old man, surname Yang, is not amazing, but it has reached the height of the military.

In front of it, Lin Yun can feel a lot of pressure.

"Jiannu Lin Yun?"

The gray jacket is lazy, and I looked at Lin Yun and didn't check his identity.

The old voice is not very small, but still causing some people's side, and there are curious colors.

"Jiannu Lin Yun!

"This guy actually broke through the martial arts triple, amazing, my sword seems to be maintained for me.

"What is powerful, Su Shi sister didn't know how many medicinal herbs were given him, and they barely break through today, there is a quick enough!

The original quiet sergeant hall, after the gray clothes, remember the name of Lin Yun, causing a snoring.

The sound harsh, Lin Yun did not hurt, whispered: "The seniors are polite, may I become a foreign disciple?"

"Zongmen's ancestors, in order to reach the triple of martial arts, no matter the identity, it can become a foreign disciple.

This is like this, but ... you can't!