Chapter 48: 褚浣(2)

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Yecheng and the Qingjian Swords are in the South China Sea. Here, naturally, the reputation of Zhongshan is even louder. As a disciple of Zhong Lu, Zong Yasheng, it seems that his own brilliance is also covered by the shining light of the stars at this folding festival. Although he showed great strength in the first few rounds, it is still unexpected, and there is no shocking breakthrough performance.
Some people think that he is not a strong enemy, so he did not use the strongest backhand. Just as Chen Yi did not make the strongest knife before he was in the opposite direction, he was underestimated.
Most of the female disciples of Mou Zong are as bold and bold as their lords. And many male disciples are like the elders Qujiang.
As the six most sub-Spiritual, the most gentle, the lowest-key Qujiang. Only when the sword is drawn, is it really like an Asian holy.
Duan Chongxuan finally integrated the news of each road and concluded that "I guess the strength that 褚浣 has made in the last round is only 40%."
Yin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he only went to see him. That one has not used the dead wood to rejuvenate, and there is no clue.
Luo Mingchuan smiled and said with relief, "Don't worry, I have also practiced some wood exercises."
Brother! You have not practiced anything!
Yin Yin thinks that he really thinks too much, and the brothers will definitely win. But I can't help but worry. Still not a general concern.
This kind of emotion is so strange that he feels that he is not normal right now.
The time of both parties is fixed at the time of humming. As the first game of qualifying, the first squad of the squadron against Zongya Zongya, even if the time is fixed, there are countless people who come to watch the war early in the morning. Especially the disciples of Yan and Yuya, almost all of them in Yecheng.
The two men were relative to each other on the stage.
In terms of appearance, Debbie has more recognition than Chen Yi, but the temperament is similar. A purple long gown with a wide sleeve and a narrow waist is worn on him, giving birth to a warm and peaceful feeling.
Everyone feels that it is a pleasing thing to see the two gentlemen on the stage.
He said, "Long time."
Luo Mingchuan should say, "Don't dare."
No more exchanges, this test has officially begun.
I grabbed the first step and saw a green light flying out of the sleeves. The wind whistled and suddenly rose to the mouth of the bowl!
When flying to the gate of Luomingchuan, the talents saw that it was a vine. The green is still dripping, and the new shoots are still being pulled out.
Hold the vines in your sleeves, such as making a long whip, straight out!
Luo Mingchuan's look is unchanged, almost the moment when the vines appear, and there is a fierce fire wall in front of him!
Duan Chongxuan was somewhat ashamed because he found that the speed at which he had thrown the paper was not as fast as Luo Mingchuan.
However, it only hindered the vines, and the blackened skin was quickly replaced by the vibrant green, and even broke the wall, and went back and forth!
At this time, the audience finally saw the movement of Luo Mingchuan, and it was too late to exclaim. The fire wall became a sea of ​​fire.
In the morning breeze, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the swallowing of the land generally swept the entire ring. The disciples who are close to each other can even feel the hot waves and come to the surface.
Luo Mingchuan's figure is not really cut in the fire.
There is a true body protector, and I still feel the skin tingling by the fire. The purple shirt showed a little bit of green, flying fast, and the delicate emerald covered him, but it was like indestructible armor.
The vines in his hands swept over the sea of ​​fire, such as the wind blowing over the wind, slamming the shore and heading straight to Luo Mingchuan.
The fighting rhythm of the devotional movement has always been slow, but the two men are too unconventional to play cards, and there is an immediate situation of winning and losing.
Even Chong Xuan can't understand, "Luo Shixiong this true yuan output..."
There are more than ten feet from the north to the south. This is a huge fire, how many real yuan should be output in an instant?
Yin Yin understood his meaning, but he was not sure about his own guess. He whispered. "I have seen a kind of practice in the school. It is a bit like 'monthly Yuejindu'. The fire on the stage is probably half of it. phantom."
Duan Chongxuan suddenly realized.
More than just Yin Yue, some people think of a similar situation.
But what they didn't expect was that more than half of them were 80% full of illusions. However, there is a real power to fake.
Smoke began to rise in the fire, which was produced when the plants were constantly burning.
Someone saw that he had recovered the vines and wondered if he was going to admit defeat.
But when he went to the center of Fujian and Taiwan, and the four faced the fire, he began to groan.
It’s awkward with both hands, the posture is very weird, no one knows.
His green vines were constantly blackened and wilted, losing the power of new life. The purple gown was directly exposed to the fire and was grilled.
But his movements are not ill, and he looks solemn.
As his gestures began to get faster, some people felt the slight sway of the land under their feet, and shocked, "Is the ground moving?"
"I also felt, what happened?"
The ground motion is not strong, but the practitioners are keenly aware of it and know that it is not an illusion.
For a time, I was amazed and confused.
The next moment, the land collapsed, the roaring ear!
There are countless gaps in the ring!
The new buds were drilled in the cracks, and the wind and the fire were long, and the eyes turned out to be five or six feet high!
Everyone was incredulously watching the eucalyptus forest on the stage, and it was over the sky.
Duan Chongxuan exclaimed, "This is also an illusion?"
Yin Yin heard his voice tremble, "No."
I really gave birth to a forest on the stage.
He also noticed that when the ring collapsed, there was no gravel and no smoke, as if it was willing to be broken. Explain that this attack has been recognized.
The dead wood of the dead wood has already begun to glimpse the true meaning of communicating nature.
The elders in the east stand looked at the people who controlled the formation.
The elders of the Qingjian Jianpai said, "There is no change."
There is no change in the array, indicating that the power of such an attack is within limits.
There are a lot of discussions in the downfall.
"This is too exaggerated, or the late stage of the break, if you get to the Mahayana, you will be strong!"

Can you plant a forest in a blink of an eye?

It is really exaggerated.
The banyan tree on the stage has covered the sky and the branches and leaves are intertwined, as if the entire platform was isolated from the outside world.
More than just the isolation of sight. The stage has become a private area of ​​shackles.
He was pale and bright, standing in the middle.
Heavy branches and leaves for his position and movement of the opponent, constantly sending information and launching attacks.
The death of this forest coincides with the nascent, and there is a reincarnation in a moment before, but it is endless and endless.
Under the audience, everyone could not see the figure of the two, nor could they see the fire.
Even if you concentrate, you can only hear the buzz of the wind blowing the leaves. As the tide surged, it was covered for a while and swept the world.
Yin Yi finally determined the heart of the speculation, "Bihai tide students."
The dead wood rejuvenation can be ranked in the top three. In the past, people who have not taken a small ride have been practicing. Because the purity of the talented spirit is not enough, the number of real elements cannot be supported.
However, today's realm is not only to communicate with nature, but also to borrow momentum from the world.
This is a terrible thing. The sages who created this kind of law in the "All Saints" used this method to consume an Aya in the Mahayana.
Even with the current level, the true meaning can't reach one or two, and it is enough to make people change.
The elders of Mou Zong were surprised.
She thought she was understanding, and who knows whether or not to underestimate this young man.
Many people are thinking about Luomingchuan in the woods. Now, which method is used to avoid the infinite crisis, is there any injury? Is the real yuan insufficient to support the fire of the talents?
In the eyes of Zhai, the opponent is maintaining a high-speed movement for a while. Although he could not find the exact location, the entire forest was his eyes and ears. Even if it was fast, Luo Mingchuan had a moment of slack under constant attack. Moreover, to maintain such a fast speed, the real yuan consumes a lot.
He could even feel the opponent's injury, the sticky touch of blood on the leaves.
In fact, Luo Mingchuan stood on the branch on the south side of the ring and looked calm.
The leaves under his feet were very quiet, and he usually licked his clothes.
I don't know when, his pupil has become the ink of the night.
He looked at the entire forest and could even see the expression of everyone in the ring.
The sorrow in the eyes of the younger brother.
He closed his eyes.
The woods that cover the sky begin to wind.
The wind whistling, blowing his robes to hunt, blowing the leaves and dancing wildly.
A heartache, a painful control, spit out a blood!
Because at that moment, his connection with his own forest was forcibly cut off.
It's like a sword squatting in the sea, leaving a deep incision in the bone marrow.
In the next moment, all the branches and vines began to attack him madly, and everything within sight became an enemy!
Everyone saw the whole piece of wood tremble in the wind, and then withered and withered, the flying ash that had fallen to the ground was raised and dispersed.
It was pale, and the blood of the mouth was lingering. There were several cracks on the purple gown, like scratches on the branches.
His voice is a bit difficult, "I admit defeat."
The crack began to close, and eventually there was no trace. If you didn't look at it, you couldn't even find the crack on it.
The people under the stage have not returned to God.
No one knows what is going on, and the battle between the moments is settled.
Only leave a ring with beautiful fine lines.
Yin Yue looked at it and felt very familiar, like a trace of some kind of formation.
The deacon of the Qingjian Swordsman shouted, "At the end of the game, Luyashan Luomingchuan wins -"
Luo Mingchuan arched his hand, "Admit."
At this time, it was discovered that he still stood in the position of attending the ceremony, but did not move a step.
Yin Yi looked at Luo’s brother and passed through the people who congratulated him. He nodded and bowed and walked straight to him.
Forbearance, or did not hold the corner of the upturned mouth.
So Luo Mingchuan also laughed.