Chapter 3: Eighteen styles

"Good job! Let me see how good your kid is!" Chi Yan made angrily shouted, "Chi Yan palm!"
When Jiang Zhou heard the name of the move called by the Chi Yan ambassador, he was unwilling to lag behind and shouted: "Look at my golden bricks and slap your face!"
Chi Yan staggered his feet, thinking that after living for so many years, he had never heard the name of such unspecial moves.
When Jiang Zhou saw the Red Flame Envoy staggered, he was overjoyed, and he looked at the opportunity and flicked towards the Red Flame Envoy's face.
It turned out that it wasn't the feeling of the golden brick touching the face, but the feeling of hitting a hard object, and the Chi Yanshi just flew out with the red mark on his face.
"Hmph, brat dare to attack me." Chi Yanjia coldly snorted: "Do you think the broken gold bricks in your hand can hurt me? I'm also a great warrior third dan, put away your crooked thoughts. "
"Old man, if it doesn't work, I will take ten shots. If ten shots are not enough, I will take a hundred shots. I don't believe that you can't kill you today!" Jiang Zhou babbled the name of the trick again: "Look at my face and take 18 styles. !"
Chi Yan's face was slapped and burned with anger, "flame body guard!"
Instantly the whole body was filled with flames.
"Heh! I'm still an old man on fire! Even if you caught fire today, I can still take pictures!"
Jiang Zhou carried the gold bricks and collided with Chi Yanshi once again, and instantly felt the heat wave against his face, and the flames of the Chi Yanshi's body protection instantly lit Jiang Zhou's sleeves.
"Hey yo yo yo hot!" Jiang Zhou kept blowing into the lighted sleeves, suddenly thinking of the refreshing wind scroll he had just drawn.
He took out the breeze scroll and yelled: "Wata Siva, O'Lee wow, spirit boy! Little breeze blow for me!"
In fact, the use of the scrolls extracted from the system is entirely dependent on the host's thoughts. If you want to use it in your hand, you can use it directly. Jiang Zhou's nonsense is purely for pretense.
In an instant, a gust of wind blew around, and the blowing Jiang Zhou and the Red Flame Envoy could not stand steady. Not only the flames on the sleeves of Jiang Zhou's sleeves were blown out, but even the Red Flame Envoy's flame protection was about to be blown out.
"Madan! The system lied to me, isn't this a refreshing wind scroll? Why are you a violent wind!" Jiang Zhou yelled, feeling that his pure feelings had been deceived.
"Ding, please don't question the system, this system upholds the creed of innocence and innocence to serve you."
"Ding, the system has detected that it is indeed inconsistent with the real thing. It is inevitable that there is something wrong with so many things. Don't mind the host!"
"I don't mind you..." Jiang Zhou hadn't finished speaking yet.
puff!
A Huangshen was sneak attacked by the Red Flame Envoy, and his back was firmly hit by the Red Flame Envoy.
"You old Deng! Play yin with me!" Jiang Zhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said viciously.
"It can only mean that you are too young, kid, take the opportunity to understand?" Chi Yan completely extinguished the flame on his body.
"Ding, the host is injured for the first time. Compensate for the gold brick gravity skill once! The gold brick gravity skill: The person holding the gold brick will not feel it, and the person who is slapped will withstand ten times the strength of the holder. Only once, cherish the use."
"You have a conscience." Jiang Zhou was very satisfied with the system's performance this time: "Old man look at the bricks!"
"Heh, powerless counter...poof!" Before Chi Yan finished speaking, he felt the heavy blow hit his face, flew out, widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "How is it possible?"
Jiang Zhou chased after victory, patted hard, and said as he patted: "Old man, aren't you awesome? Why don't you pretend to be forced? Get up and continue. Why don't you support the edge, and protect your body from the flames. You are painted to dust."
Chi Yan made blood spit out in his mouth, and he was stunned. Suddenly, with a wave of his arm, he threw something out, flying into the sky and exploding
Looking at the flares that exploded, Chi Yan stared at Jiang Zhou with sinister eyes and said: "You can't run, kid, the Flame Sect will never die with you...
"Signal flare? Old man, you shamelessly, why don't you call someone if you can't fight it!" Jiang Zhou screamed, and then a brick completely solved the Chi Yanshi.
Whoosh whoosh!
There were several wind breaking noises, and there were a few more people in red robes around Jiang Zhou, and there was no need to ask that these were all the Red Flame Envoys of the Flame Sect.
"Did you kill the Chi Yanshi?" A middle-aged man said in shock. He couldn't figure out how a young martial artist eight duan killed a great martial artist three dan.
"So what?" Jiang Zhou stood up and said dismissively.
"Then you have to die today!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.
Seeing that they were crowded and their cultivation bases were all higher than his own, Jiang Zhou took out the teleportation scroll. When would he not run at this time?
As a result, the middle-aged man watched Jiang Zhou disappear in front of his eyes, and his voice came from the air: "Today you have many cultivation bases and high levels. The young master will not accompany you to fight, but you will wait for the young master. Everyone of the Flame Sect, wash your necks and wait for death!"
"Ah! Search for me! You want to run after hitting my Flame Sect in the face? Today I will smash you into pieces!" The middle-aged man gave the command with red eyes.
Jiang Zhou was teleported to a deep mountain a hundred meters away, recalling what happened just now as if he was dreaming.
I just stood by the window and answered a call on a thunderstorm day, and was struck by a thunderstorm.
"Like a dream." Jiang Zhou scratched his head and muttered to himself, suddenly remembering his brother and a bunch of family estates, "It's all gone, I want my big Mercedes! My big villa! My beauties! All gone, nothing left."
Jiang Zhou leaned down on the tree decadently, his eyes lost, and he lost his soul: "I'm so unlucky, the boss is so good for me to cross over here, and give me an unreliable system, Lao Tzu When will we start again!"
After a while, Jiang Zhou realized that it was useless to blame the sky and others, so he might as well accept it calmly.
Searching for the memories he inherited, Jiang Zhou discovered how miserable the Jiang Zhou in this world is. In an ordinary or even poor family, he gave birth to a waste person who could not practice, and adopted a person who could practice, but still a blank eye. Wolf, the family that was good is now torn apart.
This is a world where all the people practice. This world is full of spiritual energy, and the majority of martial arts practitioners, of which a small number of geniuses can practice spells.
There are six stages of martial arts training, namely, martial artist, great martial artist, martial master, Tianwu, grandmaster, and human emperor.
There are also six stages of practising, namely, spiritual disciple, spiritual master, spiritual master, heavenly spirit, spiritual sect, and human emperor.
As for why the highest stage is called the Emperor of Humanity, it is because it is almost unmatched in this world, it is the king of humans.
Before Jiang Zhou, let alone the practice, the weak martial arts can't practice, it is a waste that everyone dislikes.
Going home today, I found that Jiang Bai had killed his parents and he was in a hurry before he was taken over.