Vol 2 Chapter 469: fly

After the old man finished speaking, he stopped talking more, and everyone went home and started the final sprint in the remaining ten days.
In ten days, the fourth weight of Cang Ming refining body should be able to complete, and the remaining four dragons on the left arm should be able to open.
Pure force should be able to reach 800,000 jin, and it is not difficult to integrate with the strength of 900,000 jin.
If you get another one, the advanced level or the top-level boxing method, then the 20 places are definitely a matter of nailing.
Xiao Chen walked outside the square and thought of it in his heart.
"Xiao Chen, wait a minute!"
At this time, the voice of Xia Yanyan came from behind him and stopped him.
Xia Xiyan whispered: "You are in this deserted city, there should be no place to live. I have a special branch in the desert city, I want to live, to ensure that you can practice peace of mind."
After that, Xia Yanyan looked forward to Xiao Chen, and hoped that the other party could agree.
The strength demonstrated by Xiao Chen has already been fully fulfilled, competing for the qualification of the top 50 in the five-nation competition.
It is absolutely possible to get the existence of air transport, but it is more or less a problem.
Such a character is completely worthy of Xia Yuyan's enthusiasm, and Xia Xiyan is now a descendant of Qian Jiange. If there is no accident, the next session of Qian Jiange is her.
At this time, I have a good relationship with Xiao Chen. When Xiao Chen grows up, it is definitely a big boost for Qian Jiange.
Even if the strength is not discussed, Xiao Chen’s character is also very suitable for Xia Xiyan’s appetite. He is not arrogant, calm and calm, and is definitely not the kind of person who will betray his friends.
Such people, regardless of any angle, are worthy of Xia Yanyan to make friends.
Xiao Chen smiled softly and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I am used to being alone."
Xia Xiyan was slightly lost, saying: "Well, if there is any trouble, you can come to Qianjiane to find me at any time."
After that, the address of the Qianjiange branch was carefully told Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen nodded and promised, thanked the other party again, knowing that the other party is a promise.
He does have some trouble now. It doesn't take long to come to the ancient land. Although it can be solved with those two tokens, it is the last resort. It can be used or not.
After leaving the house, Xiao Chen first found a restaurant to eat a meal, and then asked the second to inquire about the yard that can be rented nearby.
Before dark, I found a satisfactory courtyard at the cost of two thousand subordinates.
In the courtyard, I took a boxing fist and practiced the hollyhock knife method. Finally, I took out two intermediate Lingshi and crossed the legs into the cultivation state.
The huge vitality of Lingshi quickly poured into Xiaochen's body, and after a large Sunday, it turned into a pure vital liquid and dripped into the cyclone.
After an hour, the two intermediate spirits were consumed. Xiao Chen opened his eyes and smiled slightly, showing some helplessness.
After Zilei decided to go to the sixth floor, the energy consumed was so amazing that the two intermediate Lingshi were only refining into a dozen drops of liquid.
"It seems that there is still a period of time to promote the Chinese goods, and there is still a period of time to fill the bottle."
Xiao Chen sighed and walked into the back of the house to see the fuel light, and looked at the practice notes of Bai Lijun at the table.
I have to say that Bailitun is indeed a genius of physical practice, and the experience inside is very useful for Xiao Chen. In the last battle, using pure power, the practice of Cang Ming refining the body, immediately leaps and bounds.
More importantly, the perception of strength has risen a lot, and it is indeed proof that Bai Lizhen is right.
Xiao Chen estimates that the strength of Bailitun should now reach a million people. Under the punch, it is completely pediatric.
Therefore, this meditation note, we must continue to study, let yourself take a little detour, so as not to waste unnecessary time.
The night was deep, I don't know how long it took, the oil lamp swaying gently in the room, the fire began to shake violently, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
Xiao Chen’s eyes passed through the window, and the gods flew away. After a while, they took back their knowledge and put down their notes.
Xiao Chen blows out the oil lamp, and the faint road: "Three million intermediate Lingshi, it will attract some flies that are not killed."
Under a big tree outside the Xiaochenyuan, there are three murderous and introverted warriors. Two of them, Xiao Chen, are very familiar.
The one on the far right is the second disciple of Mu Lin, the second disciple of the Valley of the Valley, who wanted to pull Xiao Chen and Xia Xiyan to the back.
Next to one person is always laughing at Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen has abolished the first round of qualifications of Yun Ping. Both of them have hatred with Xiao Chen, and it is not unexpected to unite.
Just another person, dressed in black, with a black face on his face, barely revealing only a pair of eyes, it seems a little mysterious.
Mu Nan slightly worried: "We will not offend the demise of the alliance, but he has won the yoke!"
Yun Ping’s eyes flashed a sinister sneer, and he sneered: "It’s not killing him, just removing one of his arms, afraid of anything."
The black man nodded: "Yes, the genius who lost his arm is waste. Will the genocide manage a waste?"
"As mentioned before, three million intermediate Lingshi, you two are equally divided, I only need other things."
Hearing three million intermediate Lingshi, there was a trace of greed in the eyes of Mu Nan, and the last point of fear was completely gone. He said: "Don't, this kid was killed by the monster, it should also be killed. Look for him to get some interest."
The three reached a consensus, no longer talked, whispered across the courtyard wall, just ready to storm into the morning of Xiao Chen's bedroom.
However, I suddenly found out that under the small tree in the courtyard, Xiao Chen was standing there quietly, and there was no surprise to them.
"Wait for a long time!"
Rubbing!
Ignore the cloud equals people, the mistakes on the face, Xiao Chen instantly pulled out the knife, the bright eyes of the electric light, the three people suddenly took a little bit of pain.
The three people were shocked. They were prepared to play Xiao Chen’s unprepared, who knew that Xiao Chen had seized the opportunity.
The dragon has changed nine times, and the wind is clear!
As soon as the figure was shaken, Xiao Chen turned into nine figures, and nine clear breezes were blown in the courtyard, blowing a warmth that did not come to everyone.
Retreat!
It was not murderous to sense every figure, and there was some strange breeze. The three did not think much, pulled out the blade and quickly flew back.
"Return it!"
Xiao Chen’s eyes gathered on Yunping’s body, and he snorted and opened the blood flame boots, flying towards it, and the speed reached 3.5 times the speed of sound.
Hey!
Yun Ping knows that he can't get rid of it, and he doesn't go back. His face flashes a touch of perseverance, and he dances the sword light to the extreme, resisting the attack of nine different avatars from different directions.
This knife of Xiao Chen, using the skills of the breeze, I saw that the breeze does not see the knife, it is difficult to ponder, and there is no murderous.
Yunping can only resist by feeling. After a while, there are several scars of big and small, and the blood flows out instantaneously.
The rest of the corner of the eye, seeing the people coming from the Mu Nan and the black man, Xiao Chen is not entangled, nine figures together.
The figure retreats, bringing out a residual image in the air, not letting himself fall into the siege of the other three.
Just one face-to-face, let Yunping suffer a lot of knife wounds, three people in the heart, could not help but feel a little scared.
"I am entangled in him, are you both waiting for an opportunity?" The black man looked cold and said quietly.
kill!
When the voice fell, the black man waved in his hand, and the white flame on the blade rose up, and it looked cold and cold in the night.
"It seems to be the fire of the yin, then use the pure fire of the thunder, completely suppress you!"
In the heart of Xiao Chen’s mind, the thunder flashing above the blade suddenly burned and formed a purple flame.
boom!
The sword collided, the purple fire and the cold white flame, in the darkness, the violent explosion opened, the light shone, the night as the white as usual.
The two opposite poles of yin and yang, once collided, produce amazingly destructive power, and the air looks hot and burning.
The chill of the night, was dispelled without a trace.
Yun Ping and Mu Nan took the opportunity to kill, and Xiao Chen was not in a hurry. He shunned Munan’s attack with a slight flash, then he made a fist in his left hand and waved a boxing wind to force the other side to retreat.
As for the attack of Yunping, Xiao Chen saw the flaws at a glance, and sneered directly and kicked the opponent's wrist.
The wrist bones suddenly shattered, the long sword slammed down, the movement kept going, the toes fell down and kicked directly over his chest.
boom!
Yun Ping’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and the body flew backwards, and the smash hit the wall.
There was a trace of anger in the eyes of the black man. I didn’t expect Yun Ping to be so vulnerable. Cold voice: "Mu Nan, what is the hidden strength?"
Mu Nan is not saying a word, throwing the long sword in his hand on the ground, and the palm is flat, rising slightly from the bottom to the top.
When the palm of the hand reached the level with the chin, a long turbidity spit out in the mouth, and the look in the eyes suddenly changed, becoming wailing and hurting.
Sorrowful palm!
Mu Nan lightly sighed, and the atmosphere locked in Xiao Chen, and he flew toward his palm.
In the palm of his hand, Xiao Chen felt a sad mood in the heart of his heart, which made people feel depressed, and even extended an idea of ​​wanting to marry others.
A very good mood, even directly invaded the mind, people can not afford the fighting power.
It is also a kind of emotional mood with the artistic conception of Bai Yu. Unfortunately, he did not realize Dacheng and did not have much influence on Xiao Chen.
The gods became the ancient clock, and they swayed in their minds. Xiao Chen’s sorrowful mood that invaded his mind was immediately expelled.
Hollyhock earthquake!
Xiao Chen made a big move, temporarily forcing the black man to retreat, and then quickly turned around.
The combination of strength and vitality ushered in the sorrowful palm of Munan's artistic conception. When the fists were about to hit hard, the eight dragons on Xiao's left arm exploded.
"Since you have to fight hard, then fight hard with you and hit you with a single blow!"
Xiao Chen’s eyes were cold, and the dragons gathered together, and the left fist was sent forward.
jump jump jump!
In the face of the overwhelming power of Xiao Chen, the ineffectiveness of Mu Nan’s artistic conception was directly attacked by Xiao Chen.
The strength of the gas was not reduced, and the three sounds were crisp. The right arm of Munan was directly blown into three halves, and the blood fell in the air.
The black man who had just broken the hollyhock shook the sky saw this scene, his face could not help but change, and he did not expect a few moves between Yunping and Munan.
One serious injury, one was directly injured by an arm, and the combat power was completely gone.
Damn, it should have been known for a long time that since the two men have not won sixty victories, their strength should not be strong, and they still find cooperation with them. It is really stunned by the interests.
I thought that by the time, I could eat the sea black and kill them directly.
Looking at the two vulnerable people, the black people thought in annoyed, no chance, retreat!
Flame light cross!
The black man shouted, and the sword figured a horizontal line in the air, and the white flame above the horizontal line immediately burned.
Take the sword back, then go up and down again, draw a vertical line with a white flame.
The two lines intersect to form a cross, and whistling toward Xiaochen. The cross flame will rise in the wind and will become enormous in a short time.
I didn't see the power of this sword. The black man turned and swiftly swept back.
"Want to run, run off!" Xiao Chen looked at the flame cross, and his right hand was buckled on the handle, cold and cold.