Into the Immortal Cultivation

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【Leader Gaggen 25】

Jia Chenglie is the middle period of Jindan, and even the soul has just formed a knot, the early stage of Jindan. However, the monks of the Tianshu Building are all in the book of that day. Now the two sides are close to each other, and they are completely dominated by the monk of the falling sword sword palace.

If even the soul really had a round of attack, Jia Chenglie was afraid that he would have to suffer a lot.

However, Jia Chenglie seemed to have no fear, shaking the fan and took a step closer.

Even if the soul of the element is raised, the exquisite swordsmanship will be pierced. However, Lian Xinjie's eyes were fast, she pulled her sister and lowered her voice and said: "Sister! Now the situation is ... not quite right ... don't get into trouble!"

Lian Xinjie's original intention was to say, "We are undercover now, don't be noticeable." But the words fell in Jia Chenglie's ears, but it meant something different. He smiled and said, "It's still your brother's acquaintance. You are already a sinner, so don't be troublesome."

Lian Xin earned two times, but was held by Lian Xinjie. Even the heart was wronged, but in the end had to suppress.

"Huh." Jia Chenglie seemed to be looking forward to Lian Xinjie or Lian Xin attacking, shook his head regretfully, and said: "It's a pity, a pity. Lian Brother, Jian Xiu can't be proud of you. You still talk about it What kind of swordsmanship, what kind of sword sutra? "

Even though Xinxin was furious in his heart, he did not show anything. Since he changed his ambitions on the mainland of Shenzhou, the sword in his heart has broken, and he is not qualified to be called "sword repair".

He was thinking about how to get rid of these people, at this time, something hit his leg. Lian Xinjie looked down, almost scared out loud. Wang Qi actually pushed Mi to him, made a gesture, made a "you protect her" look, then pulled out his long sword and swept with his forehand. The sharp wind brought by Jianfeng, together with the lingering blood, hit the faces of the disciples in Tianshulou.

"To fight, I will come."

This voice is not the original sound of Wang Qi. His vocal cords and tongue have also been slightly adjusted, and it is deeper than the original, with a trace of hoarseness and stiffness, as if it is really the kind that has not spoken for a long time.

Lian Xinjie's heart is about to collapse. The two of our support staff have been so hard-working for this task. How can you be rushed out, boss?

He wanted to rush to pull Wang Qi. However, Mi seems to be very good at pulling Lian Xinjie's clothes corner, but her fingers are lettering on Lian Xinjie's waist.

In the heart of Lian Xinjie, Mi is a big demon transformed into a humanoid. He did not dare to ignore the meaning of this "older senior". The monk of Luochen Sword Palace is Jianxiu, and his mastery of the body is second only to Wuxiu. He clearly sensed the meaning of this big demon who wanted to convey: "You are Jianxiu, what is normal?"

Lian Xinjie shivered. He is not a professionally trained spy, but a temporary mutiny. In addition, he used to go straight to sword repair, and his temperament was far from professional spy. Under such a ghost in his heart, he made various untimely responses.

In contrast, Wang Qi's strain is more consistent with Jian Xiu's usual behavior.

There is dirt in the heart, and the sword will blow it.

If there is a disagreement, life and death meet. This is the style of Jian Xiu.

However, Wang Qi did not think so much. The reason why he rushed up was because of the instructions given by Makiko in his mind: "This man has ghosts. Try it."

Boss ca n’t use spiritual knowledge to detect these low-level monks, but can only let Wang Qi try one or two.

Wang Qi is also like knowing that this guy who cultivates all the methods of life on the magic weapon of the destiny is what he wants to provoke Lian Xinjie.

All the fools can see that he was clearly a provocative provocation just now, as if to irritate Lian Xinjie and Lian Xin so that they can attack themselves.

Wang Qi is really too curious, so he simply took this guy's wish and let him see what secrets there are.

Wang Qi handed out a sword, this sword, not seeing "fast", not seeing "sickness", but abnormally "steady", not slow and fast, calm and elegant, leaving a lot of room for change It is precisely a subtle but tentative attack, "Phoenix Shu Xiang".

Although it is only a tentative sword path, what level of Wang Qi's own swordsmanship? Ignoring the mana gap, even the strongest in the distraction phase can fight head to head. At this moment, he banned all of his advantages as the current practice, but his knowledge of "skill" is still there, and his experience is still there. His use of this kind of swordsmanship is even better than that of the disciples of Lian Xinjie, who is a genuine sword player!

But the disciple of Tianshulou shifted his steps slightly, and the folding fan shook slightly in his hand, just hitting Wang Qi's hilt. When the fan face touched the sword spine, it immediately flashed blue, and a certain spell had been launched unconsciously, binding the long sword in Wang Qi's hands.

Wang Qi was not terrified. How can there be any sublime martial arts method in Tianshulou? Even if Jia Chenglie is in the middle of Jindan, the strength is still above Wang Qi, risking the gap of close-kung fu, but it can not be made up. Wang Qi's thumb pressed hard, his long sword vibrated, and he continued to use the various sword moves of the Fallen Sword Palace with a fan. The smile on Jia Chenglie's face remained unchanged. Although the whole person was driven by Wang Qi's sword, the fan was always stuck to Wang Qi's long sword. He was never injured and his pace was more leisurely.

This is clearly a very clever footwork!

Lian Xinjie was shocked. This product is a monk in Tianshulou. If it is a method of evading light and shrinking into an inch, he will not be surprised. However, this is actually a clever way to unload force?

On the other side, the group of followers brought by Jia Chenglie has already shouted: "A good spring and autumn footwork! A good one avoids the truth! It's false! This set of Confucian martial arts by Jia Gongzi has already developed some meaning!"

At the same time, Zhen Jiezi exclaimed in Wang Qi's mind: "The matching footwork of the ancient Confucian monastery" Spring and Autumn Wind and Moon View "? No, no, it seems to be ... seems to have something else? "

Everyone exclaimed that Wang Qi and Jia Chenglie had tried each other's tricks. Jia Chenglie smiled and said: "" Snow on the Swords Does Not Stain the Sword "? The true biography of Luochen Sword Palace! This face is very tight. The ten disciples of Luochen Sword Palace have been seen below. Where did it come from? "

In his mind, he was thinking about it. The swordsmanship of this disciple of the Dust Sword Palace seemed to be not weak, but the cultivation practice was only just entering the knotting stage. If it is used to sharpen itself, the effect may be better.

"It's a lot of nonsense." Wang Qi's wrist shook, and countless thin pieces of sword gas burst from the blade. Jia Chenglie folded a fan in his hand, let go of the long sword in Wang Qi's hands, and took two steps back to block the fine swords. Wang Qi snorted: "Want to use us to sharpen the true meaning of martial arts? Ha ha."

The smile on Jia Chenglie's face disappeared for a moment, and he seemed surprised that this strange Luochen Sword Palace Jindan could break his plan in one fell swoop. However, he quickly smiled again: "Well, this Xiongtai, it looks like you are much more spicy than the brothers there. Ha ha, yes, I really stepped into the realm of martial arts, It is necessary to condense the true meaning of the martial arts of the "world orthodox!" Even the disciples and daughters of these rebel thieves just used it to help me raise my chest and consolidate the true meaning! "

It ’s okay to say this important thing ... no, it ’s not irrelevant. Speaking of this kind of thing, it will be more able to combat the confidence of these two disciples of the Fallen Sword Palace, plant the seeds of failure in their hearts, and also be able to please the emperor's extreme split heaven.

"Sure enough. That's why he deliberately provoked and suppressed Lian Xinjie from the beginning. Most of the one-year defection has been revealed. For him, suppressing the betrayal is one of the means to show his orthodox identity." Zhen Jiezi analyzed and said: "The true meaning of martial arts is also to give priority to martial arts. I am afraid that he still lacks confidence. Therefore, it is necessary to rely on martial arts cultivation to defeat the next two pure military cultivations."

Zhen Jiezi's analysis failed to fall into the ears of the siblings of Lian's family. Even the soul's eyes widened and exclaimed: "This is impossible ... he was half a year ago, and he was just a monk who placed all his abilities on the magic weapon of his life ... Why is it so powerful to enter the pure flesh?"

Is this unnatural?

Jia Chenglie laughed with laughter: "This is my way! Take me a trick and fight forever!"

On the surface, Jia Chenglie was extremely rampant and fearless, and he seemed not to take the monks of the Fallen Sword Palace at all. However, he still didn't mean to lightly defeat the enemy. He started with the endless palm of his hand. He seemed to rely on close combat, forcibly suppressing the other party, and preventing Wang Qi from combining all the powerful changes in the swordsmanship of the falling sword sword palace stand up. The artistic conception of the Daodao swordsmen's killing came into being with Jia Chenglie's power, and actually showed the artistic conception of the **** battlefield in the square inch. Jin Ge iron horse meant to stabilize each other.

During the collision of sword palms, the sound of Dao Da metal clash spread all over the world. Wang Qi only felt that there was an ancient battlefield pressed against him, countless iron hooves and wheels were crushed on him, the surrounding air seemed to be solidified, and even the swordsmanship produced a trace of astringency.

Seeing this scene, Lian Xinjie clenched her fists, anxious in her heart, as if thinking about whether to rush over to help Wang Qi. He knows that although this "Xia Shidi" also uses swords, they are not the same way with these ancient cultivation methods, and they will never pay attention to "sword intention in raising chest". In this kind of confrontation, it is difficult to defeat the opponent without suspicion.

The force on Mi Xiao's hand increased slightly. Although this is not much for a monk of the Dandan period, how dare I even ignore the opinion of this "big demon"? He immediately stopped the meaning of hands-on, and at the same time pulled even the soul.

The group of followers had already clamored, and it seemed that their master had won. In the fierce fighting between the two, Jia Chenglie's "temperament" is getting stronger and stronger. His momentum was like an eagle, swaying straight up, pointing straight to the sky of the sky.

He is right, only the last half step, he can turn his will into essence and mana, combine with the martial arts he has built, and condense into martial arts.

Each impact between the long sword and the fleshy palm seems to be wrought iron, which "thumps" his martial arts boxing prototype more refined and strengthened.

——This silly kid, sword skills are not weaker than Lian Xinjie, and his sword spirit is quite sharp, but it is his mana that is worse than his own, just used as a whetstone!

Jia Chenglie became more and more happy, and gradually developed a strange confidence in his heart.

——I have been able to defeat Jianxiu purely by martial arts!

In an instant, he seemed to have broken through a layer of obstacles, and his mana was running smoothly. In the palm of his hand, there was really a smell of horses and battle roars.

At this moment, a rancid **** smell reappeared.

Wang Qi Youyou's voice reached Jia Chenglie's ear: "That's all?"

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