Chapter 1117: Danger! Danger!

"There is work..." The old man held a fist.
Although he felt that this young man in front of him had a very deep understanding of the Fa, his vision and his knowledge were superior, but for such a quick, he could modify the practice, but he still felt that he could not believe it.
Be sure to see it before you see it.
Knowing his thoughts, Zhang Hang did not say much, but the palm of his hand grabbed it, and the infuriating air immediately formed a curtain-like thing in the air, and the line of writing slowly appeared in front of him.
It’s just the modified glass!
"This, this..."
After reading for a while, the old man is stiff and his face is full of disbelief: "With this change, all kinds of temptations will also appear, but gradually, from small to large, constantly increasing, even if the mood is weaker, Can cultivate until it gets stronger..."
He has studied this practice for a few years, and he has already become familiar with the bones. The other side has not changed much, but it seems to have studied for hundreds of years and thousands of years, pointing to the essence of cultivation. The source has been changed.
In this way, the power of cultivation to Dacheng has not been weakened, and the starting point is completely different from before.
Before, the warrior and the lord, it is difficult to be qualified to practice, and now... ordinary one ten-term commander, I am afraid that the cultivation of the wind will start.
Looking at him so excited, Zhang Hang gently smiled.
This is indeed a rare spiritual practice, although it is of little use to him, but Wang Ying and Liu Yang, if they can cultivate, can supplement their shortcomings, and the defects in their minds will be compensated. stronger.
Of course, it is better to let more warriors learn and make the whole warrior hall stronger.
After going through the work of Qiuwu Palace, he has the respect of the warrior. Otherwise, it is impossible for Xingtang to invite him to come and help.
"I am grateful to the warriors of the Warriors..."
The old man is in the end.
"Polite, all famous teachers, can do a small amount of power for the human race, is what I should do!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
The old man did not know how long he had died. He still left his thoughts and passed on the exercises. The people are getting stronger and stronger. This kind of mind makes him admire.
"You are so strong, guessing is good, should it be the new master of the heart?"
Seeing this attitude, the old man’s eyes are more praised and he can’t help but speak.
Modify the exercises, such a great merit, the other party is not proud of the slightest, and there is no invitation for merit... The broad state of mind and the noble character, even if it is stronger than him, it can be so strong and easy. When I come here, I am afraid that I will be the new master of the temple.
"No..." Zhang shook his head.
It’s just passing by yourself to the Warrior Hall. It’s not a warrior at all. How could it be the Lord?
"No? I understand, your strength is estimated to be a short board. If you want to be a lord, you must be able to reach the Yuan Dynasty and qualify. You are just a peak of the sanctuary..."
After stunned, the old man thought of what he suddenly realized.
To become the master of the Warrior Church, there is a demand for strength.
In front of the situation, according to the state of mind, it is absolutely qualified to inherit the temple of the heart and become the owner of the temple, but it seems to be worse.
"In this way, I am the founder of the Heart Temple and have the first control of the Temple of Mind. Now I will give this to you, and it can be regarded as a reward for the revision of the exercises! In the future, as long as you repair it, it will naturally Will become the head of the temple, even if the warrior is the master, it can't be controlled..."
"Understand" what happened, the old man said.
"Thank you for your love, really don't need..."
Zhang hangs his head.
He did not want to be a warrior, let alone the Lord of the Heart, and wanted to refuse. Then he felt an idea instilled from the opposite old man, and his heart was moving, and he had already had many arrays and structures on the temple. Knowable, has the highest control.
"Okay... After the revision of the exercises, the temple will be handed over to you..."
Instilling these, the old man’s mind became lighter, but his face showed a satisfied smile.
The reason why this idea can be adhered to now is because he did not find the inheritor of his satisfaction. Although this strength is low, his mood is very strong, he can fully carry forward the temple, and he can finally let go. The burden in my heart is gone.
"I..."
Looking at his attitude, Zhang Hangman is tangled. I don’t know how to explain my identity. I see that the other person’s originally weakened body is getting weaker and weaker, and the sound of
啵!
disappears.
"Hey!"
Seeing that he disappeared, knowing that the explanation was useless, Zhang couldn’t help but shook his head.
"When I wait to go out, I will pass on the glass to Xingtang and they will pass it on to Liao Dianzhu..."
Shake your head.
Don't say the Lord of the Heart, even if it is a warrior, he has no interest.
It’s not good, go out and pass these things out, and don’t trust the other person’s trust in yourself.
With the decision, Zhang paused and looked at the room. There was no other thing that could hone his mind. He was slightly disappointed. He walked up and walked away. He took a few steps and felt a glimpse of his heart. The body's hair suddenly exploded.
Call!
The body of the heavens violently moved, and the body instantly disappeared from the place. Immediately, the ground that just stood was seen. A cactus fell on the ground and pulled out a large pit.
Boom!
has not stopped yet, and once again feels that the surrounding air is squirming, and a force of smashing is crushed from one side, as if to make him a patties.
The pupils shrink, and Zhang Hang knows that when he is not hesitating at the moment, the soles of the feet step on the ground, and the hard life reverses the direction of advancement, and the whole person jumps into the air.
Hey!
Just off the ground, under the soles of the feet, a light wave flashed. The place where the air passed before was instantly squeezed into thin slices. It seems that if it is a little later, it is very likely to be squeezed alive.
Hey!
There is no time to rest, and another sword is smashing.
It seems that his steps have been counted, and even if he reacts very quickly, he is too tempted to fall into the scope of the attack.
If you say the first two moves, it just forced him to escape, and this move is definitely a killing trick in the killing, a sword is swaying, Jianqi spread throughout the room, there is no way to dodge!
"What happened?"
The fist is pinched, and the hanging face is ugly.
Unexpectedly, in the Warrior Hall, you will be attacked and attacked!
However, at this time, it is too late to think about it, but it is only a way to be killed.
In a critical moment, the spirit is highly concentrated, as if it has entered a special artistic concept in an instant. Under the eyes of the Ming Dynasty, the speed of the sword in front of the eyes seems to be slowing down.
Call!
In this mood, there is no panic before, but there is a kind of wisdom in the grip, a whistling, the body shrinks, the whole body bones "squeaky! squeaky", before the height of about one meter eight, blink Kung Fu, the group became a watermelon-sized ball.
The swordsman in the air, let alone cover the square, can't hide, even if you can avoid it, look at the attacks that have just been repeated, and you will inevitably rush into the trap of the other party again, and you can't escape. If so, then the opposite And do it!
The body has just shrunk, and it feels like a cold whistling on the head. The swordsman has cut the skin against the skin and scratched the skin with some pain.
"Broken!"
The hanging body relaxes, the eyebrows rise and the fingers point past.
Hey!
His fingertips are also a sword, the speed is like electric awning, and immediately catch up with the previous sword, touched on it, suddenly like rain and banana, making a jingling voice.
After the continuous attack, he has already seen that the strength of the other side is much stronger than him. At least there is the power of the peak of the gods. With his current strength, he will face it and certainly can’t resist it... Then, how much more!
The fingers are light and continuous, and the sword is like a torrential rain. It falls on the swordsman. The latter is weak, and the latter is weakened. The "Call!" sound disappears into the air.
"咦?"
This series of fights, between the electro-optic sparks, from the passive escape from the beginning, to the counterattack, said complicated, but actually half the time of breathing, the attacking attacker, did not seem to think he can not only hide After attacking, you can also counterattack and defeat the sword mans, and you can't help but cry out.
"Go!"
Knowing that it is not relaxing now, people are in the air, Zhang Hang once again, slamming up.
"Where to escape!"
A violent anger, a huge palm print in the air, fell.
The palm print covers a range of more than ten meters, and all the directions in which he can escape are blocked. It seems that no matter which direction, it will be easily blocked and can no longer escape.
"This battle awareness is too strong..."
The hanging color is dignified.
I thought that the other party was surprised and could easily escape. I didn't expect the other party to react so quickly, and the power of one shot was such a big print... The reaction speed and combat consciousness of the other party were terrible!
Even the original Wu Shi is hard to match.
Of course, now is not a surprise, Zhang Hang knows that once he is hit by the palm print, he will be seriously injured. He will look around and continue to move forward.
Hey!
The blink of an eye came to a corner of the hall.
At the moment, the palm print has finally come to the top of the head.
"Broken!"
Resent, and hang your finger up.
Hey!
In the room, there seems to be something activated, a huge palm print, like a fish frozen in the water, instantly imprisoned in the air.
Accepted the inheritance of the old man, this heart hall has long been well known, and the array method can be easily controlled. Knowing that he was attacked, he evaded all the way, the purpose is to come to the node of this array and activate it. .
If someone takes him out of the portal and draws the current trajectory, he will be surprised to find that it is a straight straight line without any curvature.
In other words, although he is dodging, he has found a solution in a flash, and it is a horror.
"Xingtang Master, Liao Dianzhu, Wei Dianzhu, what are you doing?"
The array operation, finally saw the attack on him, the eyebrows wrinkled.
It is the three masters of the Warrior Hall.