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Ji Wushang looked at Yan Nantian who was lying on the ground, and said, "You haven't been diligent in marrying clothes for a long time, right? I'm doing you a favor, otherwise you will die and you won't get married. If you want to use the magical power to achieve great success, you must first defeat the front, and there is no way to get it."

Yan Nantian stared blankly, not knowing how the other party knew this, and couldn't help feeling weird in his heart, but at this time he felt that he didn't need to care.

His voice was hoarse: "What the predecessors couldn't do, how do you know that Yan can't do it? The more violent this kung fu, the more Yan must tame it!"

Even at this time, the bones of a body are still hard to admire, and they are obviously weak and dying, but they still don't lose half of their courage.

Budao Zen, marry clothes magic!

This skill is fierce and domineering, and it is very difficult for people to endure the pain of their cultivation. The practitioner needs inhuman willpower to endure all kinds of suffering.

This skill is indeed a rare master-level magic skill today, but its true essence is not the terrifying power of martial arts, nor the fierce and domineering power of true Qi. The true core of this skill is from the beginning to the end of the "Enlightenment" study, otherwise why There is a saying about Budao Zen.

Normally it is almost impossible to cultivate it to the highest level, because when the intensity of this exercise reaches a certain level, it is no longer the human body can bear, so when it reaches 60 to 70%, it is necessary to use all the skills that have been achieved. Ruined.

Take off the old clothes, discard the past, put on the wedding dress, and welcome the future. This is the time when a woman is most beautiful.

When the power is dissipated, the body has already been transformed by magical powers, plus the understanding of magical powers is still there, again practicing will be very proficient, and the result will be doubled with half the effort.

Yan Nantian already knew this key, but he didn't want to go the way of his predecessors. He had been stuck in this level for a long time, but his stubbornness and stubbornness made him hit the south wall and didn't want to look back, so he just stayed away. Work.

This person is too arrogant, thinking that the predecessors could not do it, he will definitely be able to do it.

It's just that, I'm afraid that he will be tortured to death by this marrying clothes magical skill before he has achieved great success.

There are so many Long Aotian in this world.

Ji Wushang swallowed Yan Nantian's skill, not only was it not harming him, but he was helping him. In fact, the magic of attracting stars and marrying clothes were a good match.

At the same time, a purple flame that no one could see quietly sank into Yan Nantian's spiritual platform, silently, even Yan Nantian himself did not notice the abnormality.

Ji Wushang said that he would give him a chance. Of course, it was not a joke. Whether it was to show him the mystery of infinite kendo, or kick him at the door, let him practice the full version of marrying clothes magical skill smoothly, and even the last purple flame.

As for the possible backlash that Zi Yan might bring, Ji Wushang still has confidence in him. As for who has the hardest life in this world, Yan Nantian is definitely among the best.

As for the purpose of doing all this

Ji Wushang suddenly woke up and wanted to be a good person. Does anyone believe it?

Chapter 27, I really still like villains and hypocrites (make up for yesterday)

"You shouldn't keep him, this kind of person will only become more frustrated and courageous, and his life is harder than a stone. And sometimes a true gentleman is more terrifying than a villain with unscrupulous means or a hypocrite with many tricks." Shu Han said softly. Said.

He didn't avoid Yan Nantian just a few steps in front of him.

"Hahaha!!" Yan Nantian gasped and laughed: "You are young, and your mind is so fierce. I don't know how many people will be harmed in the future. You'd better kill Yanmou now. Otherwise, if you meet you in the future, you will have to be killed. Get rid of it, so as not to harm people."

However, Shu Han didn't even look at him, even if he was once the world's No. 1 Excalibur, famous in the world, and the No. 1 hero in martial arts.

Ji Wushang looked at Shu Han and said softly: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Shu Han's head was sweating, and his face was stiff.

"Don't dare"

Although Ji Wushang looked calm, Shu Han couldn't help feeling cold all over.

He knew he was stupid.

Ji Wushang didn't care about Yan Nantian anymore, and didn't care about Shu Han. He turned around, glanced at the desperate pair of eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"I will give you a chance to survive, to kill your master, your head, your Patriarch, whoever kills, will be the person of my Zhenwu Temple in the future, and I will help him to be in the hands of their respective forces. The door, the head of the house."

The already empty wilderness now became quieter.

One after another stared at Ji Wushang, horrified and speechless, as if shocked at why this person could come up with such a vicious idea.

Ji Wushang continued: "Not only is it glory and wealth, you also have the opportunity to practice the supreme divine art of my Zhenwu Temple. Remember, it is the supreme divine art, not the rubbish that I used to spread randomly. What will you do here? This one?"

There is a smile on Ji Wushang's face. On that perfect face, humans and animals are harmless, and it is easy for people to feel good.

Yan Nantian heard that the smile of his brother Jiang Feng could break the heart of any woman. However, looking at this young man who was a little more perfect than his brother, he only felt that the smile was more terrifying than the monsters.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then a series of resentful and terrified eyes stared at Ji Wushang, and the sound of cursing suddenly appeared everywhere.

They can't care about their own fate being held in the hands of others. This seems to be the strength of character that children of their sect family should have.

Above the rivers and lakes, whether it is the underworld or the righteous way, whether it is a generation of heroes of the heroic spirit, or a great villain full of evil spirits, they will rarely do things like killing the master and destroying the ancestors. This is the last thing in everyone's mind. Bottom line.

However, Ji Wushang just wanted to see this scene of moral decay.

He likes the honesty of real villains, and also likes to tear apart the faces of those hypocrites, only these people will make him feel that the world is vivid.

Shaolin abbot looked sad: "Amitabha, sin and sin!"

The old Wudang Taoist guarded Yan Nantian by his side and gave emergency treatment. At this time, he did not care about his own safety and cursed at Ji Wushang: "You are worse than the ten evil men!"

The other heads and family owners were actually taken aback by Ji Wushang's words. They would rather die in the hands of this person than to see the betrayal of their disciples.

That is undoubtedly what makes them heartache and disappointed the most.

The doormen of the various forces who were left undead had already forgotten their fear at this time, and each of them flushed with anger, and shouted insults at Ji Wushang.

"Beast! Who will listen to you! Think that everyone is as inhumane as you!"

"If there is something that is neither male nor female, please give grandma aunt if you have it!"

"Skills can be killed, not insulted!"

"Dear fellows, can you still remember the careful teachings of the elders in the past. The affection of Shien is more real and heavier than real gold. How can I do such a thing to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor!"

Yan Nantian laughed and coughed up blood: "Give up! They can't listen to you! Our generation walks in the rivers and lakes, relying on righteousness, love, and benevolence! You are so shameless, why don't you just wait for me? Underestimate my generation!"

However, Yan Nantian finally underestimated the human morals.

What is he talking about?

Live, still have a chance to live?

As long as you kill the master teacher, you don't have to die?

I am the only seedling at home, I can't die, who will do my filial piety when I die?

One idea after another kept popping up in the hearts of some people, with irresistible temptations, quickly taking root and lingering.

A young man in a blood-stained white robe staggered away in front of Ji Wushang, his body fell on the ground, afraid to look at Ji Wushang, his voice trembled and said, "My sire, I belong to the Murong family, and our master is dead. What to do"

There was a touch of interest in Shu Han's eyes, and he said: "How to kill again?"