Chapter 671: Evil martial arts!

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Yan Kang stopped speaking and strode into the boxing field.
Qiu Chuji saw that he was still obsessed, and he couldn't help getting angry, so he said, "I'll try to see how much progress you have made recently."
During the speech, after waiting for Yan Kang's reaction, a giant python confessed his letter and hit his throat with a sword.
Wan Yankang never thought that Master's shot was a life-threatening move. He had a long sword, and he was bare-handed. How did he attack the sword edge?
In a hurry, with a backhand grasping and five fingers together, he gripped Qiu Daochang's long sword, folded it, and banged the long sword in two pieces. He also jumped away immediately, pulled the posture, and waited for the master to wait. Move out.
Qiu Chuji was so shocked that he forgot to close the sword. He looked at Yan Kang with a stunned face, and then he sighed for a while, and shouted, "Boy, who taught you that trick?"
Wan Yankang woke up just now. When he was forced, he did not use the Taoist exercises, and he really used the Taoist exercises. He was afraid that Huang Quan had already been killed. He was dissatisfied with Master’s brutal move and said, "Master wants to be a disciple." But it’s okay to use it to spread it to rivers and lakes, I’m afraid it will also damage Master’s reputation.

"Are you actually thinking of being a teacher in this way? I just tried your reaction and skill. You thought that the teacher would really kill you. If you really want your life, where can you hold the sword of the teacher? "
Wan Yankang thought about it in reverse. Also, if he really used his skills, he was afraid that he wouldn't react at all. Then he stood with his hands down, without making moves or speaking.
Qiu Chuji asked again: "I asked you about your move, why didn't you say it?"
Seeing that the Master was pushing him, he had to say: "Master, please forgive the disciple for learning Kung Fu without asking your permission. But the disciple promised that person, he can't say it, and ask Master to be considerate."
"Then I ask you, where is this person now?"
"None can say this."
"Really not?"
"Please, Master, don't force me to lose faith."
"You are trustworthy to others, why do you lose faith in your teacher?"
"Master, where did I lose faith in you?"
Qiu Chuji rushed up angrily: "Have you promised me that you can't switch to others without permission?"
Wan Yankang stopped talking.
"I'm not saying that you can only learn my kung fu, but you must ask me to recognize it. Now, what you are learning is clearly an evil way!"
"No. This person's kung fu is really strong and very practical. Why can he do a good job of fighting the enemy, but Master said that it is a wicked way?"
"Still arguing with me?" Qiu Chu was angry with his eyes, holding his broken sword, and brushing hard, and trying to force Wan Yankang to use his skills again.
Wan Yankang learned his lesson, and even if he was killed, he would no longer use the so-called "crooked evil" to resist or fight back.
Qiu Chuji decided that what he had learned was a crooked way. He didn't say it, he knew it, but he didn't know how far he was now, so he was determined to force him to make it out.
His moves are becoming more and more rapid, more powerful and more aggressive.
When Yan Honglie arrived, blood was all over his clothes.
Wan Yanlie was startled: "Dao Chang, why did Kang'er die?"
Of course, he saw that Qiu Chuji shot quickly and fiercely, not at all to teach Kung Fu, and quickly drew his sword to block.
Although he has been practicing on the battlefield for many years, he is not a martial arts man, nor a master. After all, he will fight against a first-class master like Qiu Chuji.
Qiu Chuji kept thinking, since Yang Kang was not willing to give up his glory and wealth, he broke his thoughts and took the opportunity to kill Yan Honglie. After seeing Yan Honglie coming up, he moved faster, without giving in.
Wan Yankang saw that his adoptive father wanted a different place in his head, and the future prosperity could not be guaranteed. He pulled Yan Honglie over, with five fingers like a steel fork, and grabbed the head of Qiu Chuji.
Qiu Chuji was frightened: "Good boy, it really came out." Hurry up and withdraw, but Wan Yankang's speed is not slow. Seeing to be caught, he is busy lifting his sword.
Wan Yankang didn't retreat, although he didn't grab Qiu Chuji's head, he also caught his right hand.
There were five thick blood holes on the back of his right hand, which made him dumbfounded and blurted out: "Nine Yin bone bone claws!"
Apart from the huge pain, the sword broke off. ..
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