Chapter 576: I have both boxing and flying swords.

Pang Yuanji stunned and gave a thumbs up to the younger green shirt.
Dare to talk to him Pang Yuanji, in this place, there is not much, only the most sword-sword Great Wall, the Yuan Yingjian repair started.
It’s not that Pang Yuanji can’t afford the foreigner who has won two games in succession.
But Pang Yuanji simply looked down on the whole world.
More than this kind of look down, more emotions, disgust, but also a trace of natural hatred.
If the non-Northern Luzhou sword repair, Aliang, left and right, these awe-inspiring swordsmanship, Pang Yuanji will even hate the world that is extremely strange, rich and stable.
Therefore, this young Jianjian, which is regarded as the most suitable match with Ning Yao in the Great Wall of Jianqi, no longer speaks.
Pang Yuanji drank a bowl of wine, then stood up, left the table and walked slowly to the street.
The one-eyed big man looks like an old man, just drinking.
Pang Yuanji is not interested in the love of men and women. Who Ning Yao likes, he does not care about Pang Yuanji.
Pang Yuanji cares about the swordsmanship of the Great Wall of the Sword and the discipleship of the hidden officials.
The biggest commonality between the two is the imperial criminals in the world. This is the brand that has been alive for thousands of years. The boss of the city, the sword fairy, has lived alone, never said anything, but the young man after ten thousand years. , all have grievances!
After Pang Yuanji walked down the street, he looked solemn. It is hard to imagine that this is a young man who is only 25 years old. "Chen Pingan, I have no opinion on you, but I have a lot of opinions on Haoran."
It may be in the mountains of the vast world, this age, even if it is only a Dongfu, a sea view monk, it is already a rumor of the ancestral hall of the general Xianjiashan, and is starred by the stars.
Under the mountain there, there may be a young Jin Yan, who is the title of a certain gold medal. He enjoys the glory of the glorious threshold, and is involved in the official career.
However, here, in the hometown of Pang Yuanji, it was once said that this place is a place where birds do not pull, because the sword is too heavy, the birds are difficult to be, it is pathetic. Then at that time, the drunk man surrounded by many children and teenagers said that if you have a chance, you must go to the hanging mountain and go further than the hanging mountain. Look at it, any continent there, the water spirit girl. It’s all about catching a lot and ensuring that no one will be a bachelor.
Here, any child, as long as the eyes are not stunned, then the number of swordsmen he has seen in his life will be more than the number of the upper five monks in the world.
Because here, you will easily hit a sword-scented man who buys wine and drinks on the street. From time to time, he will see a sword Jian Yu Jian went to the city.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I don't have any opinion about you Pang Yuanji, but I have a lot of opinions on a certain statement."
The wine cellars on both sides of the street are more and more active.
Even those young swordsmen who are in the hometown of Luzhou in Beijia, who are all above the top, have not been brought to the Great Wall after the Jianqi Great Wall, and they dare to say this.
It may take a long time, there will be a life-and-death relationship, or continue to be indifferent to the eye, there will be a disagreement, but in the past 100 years, there are really no such young people.
Luzhou Luzhou is the continent that deals with the Great Wall of Jianqi. However, the young people who come here will be exhorted by their elders before they collapse. The different people have different tone, but the meaning is similar. It is nothing more than the Great Wall of Jianqi, receiving a temper, and accepting more grievances. It does not involve big or bad, no words, no words, no swords, and there are very few rules on the Great Wall. The more you get into trouble, the more trouble you have. The more difficult it is.
The ability to make the Beiju Luzhou sword repair so cautious, perhaps only like the Great Wall of the sword between the two worlds.
Dong Yuan, who has a round face, is standing on the second floor. There are a large group of women of similar age. There are still some girls who are not yet drawn and childish. Most of them are blind, looking to the Ning sister. Like, then they have a chance to have Pang Yuanji.
Dong is not actually worried, afraid that his brother, who is a rib, is caught in an inexplicable chaos.
On the other side of Qishun, there is also his own hill head. Whether it is the family power behind the young people or the accumulation of the strength of the young sword repair, it is not inferior to Ning Yao, and even has it, and walked away with shame and resentment. Ren Yi only, once there is a conflict, some fight.
Therefore, Dong must not worry, but some are gearing up and eager to try.
She is the sister of Dong Huanfu.
A baby fat girl picked up her heel and squatted on the window sill. She nodded hard and said: "This guy is quite pretty. You can like Pang Yuanji. I am from now on, I like this. Dong Jie, if Ning sister doesn’t want him anyday, remember to remind me immediately, I’m so eager to get in, I’m married earlier, and the wedding clothes at Jiaoshanlou’s shop are really beautiful, I feel so slippery. of."
Dong couldn't lift his leg and kicked the little girl's ass. He smiled and said: "The girl who is generally confused is thinking that the man wants to be crazy. You are good, thinking about wearing a wedding dress and thinking about being crazy."
The girl licked her ass, slender shoulders and swayed, and snickered her peers around her, pushing hard and shouting: "Dong sister, my mother said, you are the most rude old girl!"
Dong couldn't smile, said something like this, then reached down and held the head of the little girl's film, and slammed it on the window sill and squeaked. "Old girl?"
After the young girl refused to take up his hand, he licked his forehead and turned his head and grinned: "Little girl, little girl, Dong sister, 18 years old."
The girl’s heart is abdomen, the old girl who is eighty years old.
As a result, Dong couldn’t hold down the head of the girl’s head and knocked it.
I’m 80 years old, right? You’re thinking about it, it’s just not written on your face.

Dong can't suddenly let go of his hand. "I said, Qi Qi has spent so much effort, and will not give this opportunity to the limelight to Pang Yuanji."
The girl refused to compete with Dong. She pressed the head of the same-aged person next to her. She stretched her neck and looked at it. The old-fashioned Qiuqiu said: "Change to me is Qishun, and the wine table is dry."
From the wine cellar at the end of the street, someone appeared on the street, it was Qi hunting.
The tall, arrogant, long-sleeved sword, clean and neat.
Qikang smiled and said: "Yuanji, this is almost my family business, let me come, or be mistaken for a shrinking turtle."
Pang Yuanji turned his head and seemed to be a little embarrassed.
Qishen’s line of sight bypassed Pang Yuanji and looked at the unscrupulous foreigner Wufu, who was young and said to be from a small place like Baojuan. About ten years ago, he came to the Great Wall, but he kept hiding in the city. Practicing boxing, the result of losing even two of Cao Ci, is one of two things worth mentioning and telling others. The other one, more popular among women and women, is a joke from the Dong family, Ning Yao said She can hit a hundred Chen Ping with one hand.
Losing to Cao Ci or being teased by Ning Yao is actually not a shame.
I just heard it, and my heart was very uncomfortable.
Pang Yuanji smiled and said: "You and I can only be shot by one person. It is better for you and me to take this opportunity to decide the winners and decide who will come to the hospital?"
Qi hunting is a bit difficult.
The whistle sounds one after another, and the two of them have played one game before, and some people have begun to plan to sit in the village, let people bet on winning or losing, and who can win the game within a few strokes. These roads are all learned from Aliang. A gambling village, there are more than a dozen bets on the pattern, in the words of Aliang, it is a fight, the toilet paper is silky, a bet, a bald long hair.
The former foreigner named Chen, some of the bachelor gambling sticks, are often bet on whether they will go out, and more, they are not expected. Where did I think of this guy, not only went out, but also played two games with people and won two games. Everyone found out that Aliang didn't sit in Zhuang, and everyone really didn't have much gambling. In the early years, Aliang was sitting in the village, and the people who went to the table were both addicted to the game. The gambling was really bad. When Aliang and a person looked forward to it, The old gambler, the partner pit, the old gambler first time to win the small Boda, big win and win, the result once, most of the people followed the old gambling bet, vowed to let Aliang lose even the pants have to stay at the table On, I gave Aliang a backseat and did not say it, but also earned money for half a year.
The people only heard afterwards that the poor old man who was "soft on the spot and stunned under the gambling table", the old gambler who seemed to be ruined, got a big dividend, with dozens of valley rain money, first hid, then In a quiet night, he was smuggled all the way to the door by Aliang, and they both said goodbye. If it wasn't for the teacher's knife, the wife wouldn't stand it, and leaked the secret plane. It is estimated that it was difficult to be the same, and lost the old and young gambling sticks, and they are still in the dark.
Even so, the man on the side of the Great Wall of the Sword is still feeling that the guy who has a thousand knives is missing, and drinking on weekdays is much less fun.
Chen Pingan has seen two short journeys between Pang Yuanji and Qishun. The pace of the two sides is small and heavy, the muscles are stretched, the air is simmering, and the breathing is slow.
It is a small thing that looks at a few eyes.
Just say what you see in your eyes, not to mention the prior, Pang Yuanji wants to be more at home, and it is even more difficult to see the depth. Of course, it may be that Qikang simply disdains camouflage, or disguise better.
Chen Pingan is purely accustomed to nature, idle and nothing, to find something for himself.
Chen Ping did not worry at all, and gently twisted his wrist.
A result was discussed by Pang Yuanji and Qikang.
Whoever is first and foremost is not important.
It is nothing more than picking out one of the dozens of established schemes that best fits the current situation.
On both sides of the street, the young man outside the village was found to have closed his eyes and raised his spirits.
After the palm of one hand is negative, one hand clenches the fist in the abdomen.
A green shirt, the head is not jade, and the body is slender.
So there is a point of Yushu Linfeng.
There were buzzing around, but the cheers were obviously more.
Ning Yao has no other people in his eyes.
Stacked and gently pulled Ning Yao's sleeves, it was the dark green robes.
When Ning’s sister left Haoran’s world, it was such a costume. After returning, it was the same. Although the robe has the advantage of a robe, it can always be such a costume, and it’s almost like a woman.
Ning Yao turned his head. "What happened?"
Stacked his chin and pointed the figure away, then extended a thumb.
Ning Yao squinted and raised an eyebrow.
It seems that on the street, the guy’s words and deeds are that Chen Pingan is doing something awkward.
I would rather not be surprised.
You will be surprised, just because you are not my Ning Yao.
Chen Sanqiu reached out and patted the cheek of the fat man. "Someone played a good boxing method in the military field."
He took a shot of Chen Sanqiu’s hand and said with pride: "I have said how to say it, the great master of martial arts, my vision, hehe."
Dong Huanfu said with a sullen mood: "Ren Yi Jia Yu Yu, clearly is the person chosen by Qi Shou deliberately arranged, people can not pick faults, Ren Yi is a dragon gate sword repair, young, flying sword fast, Chen Ping lost Of course, what face is gone, won Ren Yi, Yu Yu is inside Jin Dan, the most spent, won Yu Yu, easy to take lightly, Chen Pingan also has a lot of fame, and then Qi hunting this one If the stomach is bad, to solve Chen Ping’s peace, Qishun can maximize the benefits, so this is a chain set."
He said: "You know what Dong Black Charcoal, we will not know?"
Dong Huanfu said: "I am afraid that Qishou is out of heart and mad.
Chen Sanqiu nodded. "The biggest trouble is here."
Because the three people on the street, open the Pang Yuanji who looked at the excitement and became a lively person, only said that Chen Pingan and Qikang, this is not a young man of almost the age, what is the struggle for anger, Chen Ping really does not Mentioning Ning Yao and Gan Longtai, this gives Qishun an excuse to act without rules. It involves the things between men and women and the family. Qikang’s fight, the sizzling, the old man of the big family may be unhappy, but if the sword is soft, it is even worse. Yes
Individuals know how to choose.
Taking advantage of my chin, "It’s this reason, my brother is doing a little bit of a mistake."
Among them, Dong Black Charcoal is the most stupid one, but Dong Black Charcoal is not really stupid, but he has always been too lazy to use his brain.
Of course, Dong Black Charcoal is probably worse than him, probably a Chen Sanqiu.
Chen Sanqiu thought about it, or smiled: "Don't take care of these messy things, anyway, Chen Pingan dare to say this, dare to name the surname, order food, shouted Qikang and Pang Yuanji, I will recognize Chen Pingan. Friend. Because I don’t dare. Make friends, figure what, not just eat and drink, friends can also do something that they can’t do. There are a lot of help dogs around, this kind of thing, I If you are afraid of bad rules, we are not eating dry food, killing all the way, Dong black charcoal you hit half, and then put a dead, deliberately injured, your sister must be shot to help us, she One shot, her friends, for loyalty, must also be shot, even if it is done, it is enough to hunt those friends and friends to eat a large pot of rouge."
Ning Yao said: "Qi hunting is actually a lot stronger than you. Between the first line, let alone a few of you, the distance is far away, I can't stop it. So I will stare at Qishou's battlefield choice, once Qi The hunter deliberately lures Chen to the side of the stacking shop, which means that Qi hunting is going to kneel down. In short, you don’t have to worry about it, just watching the movie. What's more, Chen Pingyi is not one. [] will definitely give Qikun a sword in hand. Opportunity, he should have noticed the difference."
Ning Yao squinted at the sword behind Qishun.
Chen Sanqiu was speechless.
Stacked and worried.
She knows that she is the least good at these things.
Sometimes, the inner and delicate and sensitive stacks have to admit that Chen Sanqiu, the great-named children, if they are good, are still good to say that if they use the wrong place, it is really bad.
Because they have a higher vision and help them to be younger, they can use the condescending vision to look at the complicated personnel that will only make the stacks feel a mess, and also be able to find out the most critical contexts and problems. , to solve the problem.
Aliang said that this is also one of the swordsmanship between heaven and earth.
Aliang once said to the stack, and Chen Sanqiu, they are friends, more to learn more, you will have two hearts to go through, in the past, to be long-term friends. If you can't get through, one day, you don't have to experience life and death, the two sides will naturally be, the more you talk, the more you will make friends. This kind of can not be called a beautiful ending, no matter whether the two sides are right or wrong, there is such a day, drinking is, good-looking girl, often drinking, beautiful face, slim body, can be long and long.
Ning Yao suddenly turned and asked: "Do you think Chen Ping will definitely lose?"
Chen Sanqiu reluctantly said: "When you tell lies, I think Chen Pingan can squat down with one hand. To be honest, Qishun did not carry the sword. I think Chen Pingan still has some chances to win."
Ning Yao is not allowed.
She turned to look at one place, her brows close.
On the edge of a restaurant's roof, sitting on a little girl wearing a loose black robe, combing two cute horns and playing yawning for a long time.
She seems to be a little impatient, and finally can not help but open the door: "Pang Yuanji, grinding and smashing, Lagan 屎 will give you a few cuts, throwing no shame, first dry up, then fight who is who, no Is it finished?!"
Chen Pingan almost at the same time as Ning Yao, looking over the ridge.
It is a powerful presence that can't be adjusted and punched down to make the flying big demon all open.
The difference between the temper of Dong Jiajian’s temper is only second in the Great Wall of Jianqi.
Because she is there.
Chen Pingan once was on the top of the city, and after seeing her "falling straight down" the city, she ran to play with a big demon near the Jianqi Great Wall.
It was a real fairyland monster, but the boss Jianxian said that she could not kill her, she felt that she had lost.
On the street, in addition to Ning Yao, and a few swordsmen who deliberately turned a blind eye to the "little girl", of course, Chen Pingan, almost everyone is upright.
No one is looking for no interest, and is open to courtesy.
"Hidden Officials" is not her name, but an ancient official position that has not been recorded. It has been inherited from generation to generation. In the Great Wall of Jianqi, it is responsible for supervising the army and penalties. In history, there are also many hidden officials who are unusable and arrogant, but After she took over the title, the Jiancheng Great Wall’s contempt for the hidden officials was gone. She is not only the one who has killed most of the five-element monsters. On the battlefield in the south of the millennium, she has been beaten with a punch and flesh and blood on her face.
In the thirteenth battle of the year, the first person to play in the Great Wall of Jianqi was the same savage official who was equally famous in the wilderness. As a result, the other side smashed the big demon called a continent with a melee, and saw her. Directly confessed to run, and then confronted both sides, watching a little the battlefield, slamming for a quarter of an hour.
Pang Yuanji nodded. "Listen to Master."
Qikang is holding his fist and bowing his head. "Please ask the hidden officials to let me shoot first. No matter whether you win or lose, I will fight with Yuanji and I will live and die."
The hidden official’s eyes lit up and waved hard.
This can be there, then it’s a slap in the face. Let’s do it quickly. You can only fight in the dead. I will help you to keep the rules. It’s the most fair thing to fight.
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Then she looked at the table where Pang Yuanji had previously drunk, and wrinkled a small face. "The poor pity that blinked, the pot of wine came over, dare not appreciate the face, I hammered you..."
Suddenly, the whole wine cellar burst open, the roof tiles splashed, the house was full of mess, and all the swords in the wine cellar had been fainted. Once again, the man was a jade sword. The big man, who has been smashed in her head, flew directly out of the wall, and was dusty. She did not return to the wine cellar after she got up. She stood on the only intact wine table, gently rubbing her feet, the jug bounced, and she was in her hand, sniffing, bitterly said: "A urinary scent - taste, but also good Wine, it is wine!"
At the end of the day, the high-ranking savage official was actually a bit gnashing and sad.
In the moment when the hidden official left the ridge.
Chen Pingan took a step forward, but immediately retracted it, then looked at Qikang and pulled his mouth.
Pang Yuanji leaned back and swept back to the unsettled wine cellar. He raised his hand to catch a falling tile and smiled. "Master, the boss Jianxian said, you are not allowed to drink."
Hidden officials angered: "I will smell it, swear, break the law, who is in charge of the sword, who is the old man who does not die Chen Qingdu?"
In an instant, she was sick and sat on the wine table, throwing the pot of wine to Pang Yuanji, "help me keep it."
Chen Pingan turned his head.
A glimmer of rainbow light swept from the ear, only the sword gas, and a thin blood trough was cut in Chen Ping's face.
He bent slightly, his toes were a little, his body shape was gone, and the ground cracked a huge cobweb instantly. Not only that, but if there was a burst of thunder, it echoed in the depths of the ground.
In the street away from the place where he stood before, the body was suddenly tilted, and the faster Jianguang flashed away. If there is no escape, it will be worn by Jianguang from the back vest. .
The vulgar officer sat on the table and nodded lightly. It was a little compliment to the two younger generations who didn’t get so fast. She was bored, raised her hands, grabbed her two horns and shook it gently. stand up.
Pang Yuanji was standing on the side and said with a soft voice: "Can you run so fast in the golden world of Haoran?"
The vulgar officer thought about it and gave an answer that she thought was very insightful. "Probably maybe it may be rare."
Pang Yuanji is not strange.
However, Pang Yuanji really had a problem that he couldn't figure out. He said in a heartfelt voice: "Master seems to have a bad impression on Chen Pingan?"
Hidden officials swear, "Chen Qing is looking pleasing to the eye, I can't look good."
She slammed a bullet, and a child on the street who accidentally heard her words, Biezhou Yuanyingjian repair, her forehead thundering, her eyes turned, she couldn’t afford it, no ten days and a half, I don’t want to go from the hospital bed. Get up, lay down and enjoy the blessing, there are people waiting, anti-customer-oriented, how good, she feels that she is so understanding and good-tempered.
The hidden official suddenly said: "According to the realm of the Wufu who is present in the moment, it is actually not able to escape the two flying swords. He mainly relies on guessing."
Pang Yuanji smiled and said: "Qi hunting is far from doing its best."
The vulgar officer was somewhat disappointed. "Nothing."
She stood up and repented, shouting: "Continue, I don't care about you, remember to remember that fighting for life and death is never a good fight."
The sinister adult disappeared instantly.
Only a disciple who has been laughing.
Pang Yuanji converges on the mind and looks at the street.
Qi hunting does not move, but the green shirt is pulling closer.
Under the circumstances of the fight, the practicing spirit is most afraid of sword repair, while the sword repair is also the most afraid of being close to the pure Wufu.
Especially Qi hunting.
Because Qishun’s life is flying, he has more than one, the one that is already in the world, called
flying dragonfly
.
The faster "heartstring" is waiting for a golden body to be deceived by the martial arts.
I was shocked to see it, and I didn’t look very natural.
Ning Yao has always been the heart of the water, the most in the game, but the most like an outsider.
This is probably the place where she and Chen Ping are completely different. Chen Ping’s peace is always a matter of concern. Ning Yao is always crisp and neat.
Qikang had some regrets when he sacrificed his second life sword.
Qi Jiajian, has always been good at small-scale killing, especially proficient in the quick battle against the situation.
Feijian heartstrings, always fast and accurate.
The two sides are only ten steps apart.
Even if the green shirt has escaped the deadly assassination, still can not escape the end of the penetrating shoulder, the shape is inevitably slightly stagnate, so for a moment of effort, the life sword "flying" is wiped at Chen Ping's neck .
The green shirt, as if it had been completely wrapped in the swords of the two flying swords, was placed in a cage.
Just as many spectators watched the audience and felt that the overall situation had been fixed, Chen Pingan disappeared out of thin air.
Qikang always stays still.
The third most arrogant stalwart flying sword "jumping beads", divided into two, two four, four eight, and so on, like a weaving a spider web around the Qi hunting, the criss-cross knot Point, hovering a "jumping bead" flying sword with a length of more than the length of the sword, and the previous Jindan sword repair, flying sword only by the virtual and real conversion, very different, this change of the jumping beads, Zhenzhen Indeed, the Qi family ancestors are quite satisfied with this. I feel that this flying sword is the one that can be carefully polished for thousands of years and the most capable of being able to stand up. After all, one can achieve both true and defensive The flying sword of the life, when the master of the flying sword, the higher the realm, the more the jumping bead is, the closer it is to a fairy, once Qishun can support thousands of jumping beads, you can verify the early Taoist The sage’s phrase
Sitting in the Milky Way, Raining on the Earth
is a slang.
Chen Ping, who appeared five steps away from the side of Qishun, seemed to know how difficult it was to retreat, and once again made a way to shrink the land into a fairy.
Qikang knows that this guy will appear behind him. Several key acupoints screamed slightly. After the array, the number of jumping beads was small. In a flash, it was like a bean sprouting, and the number skyrocketed.
At the same time, the natural heart of the flying sword that can trace the enemy's soul, like the shadow, followed by the green shirt, as for the flying dragonfly, more freely.
Qi hunting is to stand still, just play this guy to turn around.
Golden body Wufu?
If you are enemies with me, you can only be taken care of by me.
One party is unscathed.
One side does not stop, and it takes a long time to move around. At the end, I am tired and half dead. Is it fun?
Qi hunting feels very fun.
He whispered: "When you go on, the situation is not good. Although the flying dragonfly is almost like a bird, you can't change more tricks, but if I remember correctly, now I can support at least 500. More than three jump beads, now less than three hundred, and the more you drag on, the more the heartstring is familiar with the soul of Chen Ping, will only get faster and faster,
That is really a quick one. This guy's heart is really black, and it is intentional.

Chen Sanqiu smiled bitterly: "There are many flying swords, and they are so well-coordinated."
Having said that, Chen Sanqiu couldn't help but look at the back of Ning Yao.
She was still indifferent to the battle in the distance.
In the eyes of the people, they were extremely embarrassed and slammed into a green shirt. The sudden and violent rush of the fists was a kind of condensed weather that was almost visible to the naked eye. Even some of the five martial arts monks saw it.
He did not hesitate to face Chen Ping’s Qishun. He did not deliberately pursue any unsuccessful victory. He stepped out and confronted Ning Yao’s group of people. He directly plucked a dozen feet and ended up in the abbot’s small world. Among them, the number of jump beads increased again, making the sword array more compact.
A fist to catch up.
Qikang just turned around, he was a little dignified, and chose to retreat, but it fell in the eyes of everyone, as if Qikang still walked in the air and was very happy.
Fly and the heartstring.
Was stunned by the same two wipes.
The two flying swords that were inexplicably appearing were simply embroidered pillows, but they were slightly blocked by the flying and heart-stringing offensives.
Only this is enough.
Qi hunting eye-catching eyes on a green shirt, a fist to break open the jumping bead sword array, the other party's fists flesh and blood, visible white bones.
The same is to block a little.
It is also enough to let Qishun control the flying scorpion, the heartstrings of the two flying swords, the faster heartstrings, the mysterious painting arc, the tip of the sword pointing Chen’s heart to the next inch, after all, not killing, or Chen’s death is dead, half dead Even if he is hunting, he will lose. A commandment, by luck, has come to this day, and it is not worthwhile for him to be jokes.
The flying scorpion stabbed the back spine of the green shirt.
Qi hunting wants to see, after the two swords penetrated the body of the golden body Wufu one after the other, the punch left a few pounds.
It is necessary to know that the sword repairs the body and is tempered by the life of the flying sword. In the thousands of temperament, it is almost tough with the soldiers.
Qishun, which has three life-defying flying swords, is physically strong and extraordinary, and is taken for granted.
In the moment of Qishun, with instinct, it will run all the vitality of the key gas house, in the small world, a water house, cloud steaming Xia Wei, a mountain, grass and trees, the rest have a few big points of the life, each with vision Stacking up, so that many air machines sneak out of the small world outside, so that the whole person is covered with a layer of brilliant and brilliant glory, Qi hunting a pair of eyes is even more bursts of golden light.
It turns out that Chen Ping has not only two flying swords.
Also has a real flying sword, the green sword light, the speed is very fast, just to the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, against the heartstring, the two sides are staggered, as if taking the initiative to give way to Chen Pingan, Continue to punch!
As for the flying cockroach behind the green shirt, he has not been able to catch up with Chen Pingan and successfully penetrated the other side of the spine.
After a punch of bare bones.
Qi Shun, although the mouth of the mouth is bleeding, is still a little stable in the heart.
Fortunately.
The fist is not heavy.
Open the road with iron riding.
Add a punch to the gods and drums.
Qishun’s eyes are in front of him, even if he has already used the strength of the other side’s punches, he has taken advantage of the momentum to retreat and traverse, and even a punch is unreasonable to him. Not only can he not even fly, he even has his own heart. The heartstrings that are connected to each other seem to be a bit stunned, and then they are caught up by the green sword light. In the street, two smashing swords are entangled. Every time the collision hits, it will stir up a circle of high and low air. Oh, it’s killing, but it’s pleasing to the eye.
"Is my brother not a martial artist?"
"Why does this guy have three flying swords?"
He and Chen Sanqiu face each other and have doubts.
The Feng Shui turns, the original scenery is boundless, and finally began to exhaustion. A Jin Jianfeng Jian Jian, who has a very rich experience in killing, is actually the end of the boxing.
It’s not a big deal.
After the other two fists squatted on the body, the Qiqi gas house became more and more rich in the weather, and the body was firm and firm. With the punch and fist, Chen Ping, with his fist to the fist, hit hard for several times. The squad also began to worry, and he exchanged a punch with the guy. One punch hit the other's head and the sway was great. He could still deal with the indifference of the look. It seemed to be painful and unaware. Every time he punched out, he was too lazy. Picking a place to fall, it seems that as long as you hit the Qi hunting, you are satisfied.
The speed of the flying sword is sufficient, but it is titrated by the sword of the sword.
Flying cockroaches are always slower.
Sword repair and kill, a line apart, is always a world of difference.
The jumping bead sword array has long been faltering, and the threat of the green shirt that is out of the ghost is more and more neglected.
The spectators on both sides of the street, finally returned to the gods to chew the taste, and a piece of glory.
After fifteen fists.
Qikang had no choice but to be hit by a punch directly to the ground, and slipped out to a dozen feet away. In the process, in the process of wearing a robes, Qishun, a sleeve of a soldier’s nails, a gold armor I was soaked in the body, but even so, Qikang just got a palm and shot, and he got up, and then he punched a punch that was destined to lie on his body, but he was almost leaning forward, and he was rushing to the ground. The shirt, a fist hitting the front door, hit the armor of the arrogant armor, and the inlaid robes of Qishou once again attached to the ground.
This seventeenth boxing, the strength of the road, hit the whole person fell to the ground, and then bounced, and then was picked up by the man, a fist fell.
This fist is solidly beaten and smashed.
Pang Yuanji sighed, and Qikang should take a step back and then really pull out the sword.
In addition to the sword of the life, the sword repair is not the kind of boring decoration, as long as it is a sword, it is the same person, two sword repair.
Everyone is puzzled, I don’t know why the green shirt suddenly stopped.
A moment later, a "Qi Huo" appeared on the ground outside the thirty steps of Qihun.
The yin gods traveled far and wide between the heavens and the earth.
Qi Chou obviously used the secret method, otherwise the ordinary monk's Yin Shen is out, and for the many sword repairs that are best at capturing the clues of the air, they can detect it.
The sacred sorcerer’s face was expressionless and reached out.
The long sword was squirted out and held in his hand.
One of the half-fair soldiers of Qi Great Wall Qijia, the sword name is "high candle."
According to legend, the true body of this half-birth soldier was once the golden spine of a of fire in the ancient heavens. The body was left behind by the ancestors of the Qi family and was carefully refining for more than a hundred years.
When Qikun was born, he became the new owner of this half-birth.
After Qishen Yin took the high candle, he asked, "Is it still playing?"
In the next scene, let alone the spectators who have forgotten to drink, even the stacks of eyes are trembled.
Chen Pingan’s white bone and right palm, five fingers like a hook, grabbed the body of the body on the ground, slowly lifted, and then throw it away, throwing it to the Qishen Yin.
Chen Pingan stood up straight, still left after the left hand, the right hand clenched his fist.
The whole and fuzzy arm, along the white bones, the blood slowly dripped down the ground.
Qishen Yin Shen regained his body without hesitation, and floated to the ground.
Chen Pingan lifted the horrible arm and said indifferently: "Come."
A golden beam of light, rising from the distance in Ningfu, accompanied by thunderous sounds, broke into the air, and was gently held by Chen Pingan.
The gold line that started in Ningfu and finally this street is extremely eye-catching. Because of the strong swordsmanship, it has become a shocking and savage situation. Even if the sword has been held in the hands of the green shirt swordsman, the gold thread still condenses.
Did not wipe the face of Qihun, instant face iron, "Who lends you a fairy?!"
The singer named Jian Xian in his hand seemed to be screaming for the long-lost slaughter, so that he was constantly screaming with golden light.
This makes a green shirt swordsman like a hand.
High candle?
How high is the candle?
The big day is vacant, and what dares to compete with me.
The young man in the green shirt, relaxed and relaxed, said: "If you don't have a surname, you will still lie on the ground and sleep. So you are a good caster, you have a half-blessing, I am different from you, is The sword fairy who earned it."
Speaking of this, Chen Pingan converges with a smile. "The Qihun on the battlefield in the south is worthy of this surname. However, the rack still has to be played. As long as you dare to sword."
At this time, the big man who didn't know when to return to the wine cellar, put down a big white bowl that was picked up from the ground and poured wine. He said, "You have to recognize the loss, you have a family, you have no children. The precedent of dying north of the city."
Qihun raised his hand and put the sword into the back of the sheath, and walked forward. When he passed the green shirt, "Don’t dare to fight for another time?"
He has the opportunity to become the sword of the Great Wall in the Great Wall, the first sword repair in Yuan Ying, even faster than Ning Yao.
Because she needs to do too much, too big, not refining, this is not a thing for Ning Yao, but she needs refining, which has slowed her speed.
However, as long as he is squatting in the Yuan Ying, and then killing him with Chen Ping, there is no need to talk about what the odds are.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where are you, time is fixed, how?"
Qi hunting throat micro-motion, almost could not hold back that blood.
Qi hunting no longer speaks, no winds leave, so he went all the way to the end of the street and slowly left at the corner.
Behind him, he silently followed a group of friends whose faces were more ugly than those who were ugly.
Chen Pingan looked at Ning Yao and smiled.
Ning Yao gave him a look.
Chen Ping looked around.
The Great Wall of Jianqi is very strange. It is the place where Chen Ping’s life is the most unscrupulous except for his hometown ancestral home and the later Luoshan Bamboo House.
Therefore, it is the "Pegetarian fear of death" mud bottle lane Chen Ping, the most dare to open out the boxing out of the sword.
Because the Jianqi Great Wall is very pure, good and evil, there will be, but it is far less complicated than the vast world, winding around, such as mountains and rivers.
Above the city wall of the Great Wall of the Sword, there is also the old sword singer who once told him how to be unreasonable. The old man also personally shot it and demonstrated it. With it, there is a sword. Falling from the sky, killing a big family's Shangwujingjian.
Here, the boss of the sword, Chen Qingdu, is the biggest reason.
Chen Pingan sincerely recognizes the old who has a long history, so when he punches and throws a sword, he will be able to break through the realm of dreams, worry-free, no taboo!
What's more, here is where Aliang has been away for many years, a place where Aliang can't leave, drinking so much in the long years, then Chen Ping is not heavy enough, and the sword is not fast enough, I am sorry for this place. .
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and was a little bit happy.
But not enough.
Pang Yuanji is planning to leave.
Unexpectedly, the green shirt swordsman turned out to be the same as before, and turned to look at Pang Yuanji.
Pang Yuanji smiled and asked: "Do you feel that you are suffering?"
After a hard battle, it is not easy for the other party to win.
Chen Ping’s subsequent actions.
Let a few swordsmen who are not sitting on one piece laugh and drink.
Everyone saw the man on the street, and the sword of the singer named "Sword Fairy" in his hand, the sword tip was nailed into the ground, and then the hand was released. The right hand, extending forward, indicated that the other party only shot.
Then the man said, "I am afraid that you feel bad."
Pang Yuanji's spirits are flying, showing a smile, striding out of the wine cellar, standing in the middle of the street, holding a fist and chanting: "Sword Great Wall, Pang Yuanji!"
Chen Ping thought for a moment, and gave him a fist to return to the ceremony. He answered one by one: "Ning Yao likes people, Chen Pingan."