Sword of Coming Chapter 561

Li Er's last time to give Chen Ping's boxing is very different.

Li Er let Chen Pingan do his best, and he can use whatever means to try to support him under his boxing.

Chen Pingan has some doubts. He is the bottleneck of Wufu's six borders. Li Er is the Wufu tenth nature. Even if it is unscrupulous, what is the significance?

Li Er said with a smile: "I will punch a punch, and I will only measure the mutual connection of many of your means. In short, you just take the shot. You should fight against a big enemy of life and death. If your opponent is too high in your realm, you will be contemptuous. At the same time, you don't know your roots. You only think of you as a good pure Wufu. You just want to run out of pure instinct and then slow. Slow abuse and anger."

Chen Pingan is increasingly puzzled, and the meaning of the words is that he can use his fists, what tricks, shame, and tactics can be used?

Li Er did not explain more. "Don't worry, let me think that you dare to despise the enemy. My last punch will allow you to cough up blood on the bed at the Lion Peak for half a year."

Li Er turned to the ferry and left Chen Ping in the door of the hut.

Li Er held bamboo wormwood and stood at the end of the boat. He began to hold his breath. After half a musk, Chen Pingan went to the ferry.

Li Er blinked and couldn't help but smile.

The young man barefooted, rolled up his trousers, but did not roll up the sleeves.

Did not forget to carry the sword fairy from the old dragon city.

Li Er nodded: "boarding."

In an instant, Li second-hand bamboo stalks squatted down, and Chen Ping, who had already picked up the square inch in his sleeve, had disappeared out of thin air. He stepped on the stone wall of the water hole of Xianfu Cave, and bounced off several times. , has been away from the boat one person and one bamboo worm.

When Chen Ping fell on the water, he bowed his head on the water and slid it out. He pressed the water with one hand and brought a burst of sputum. One suddenly stopped, and the two walls were sloping with the water and the cross-flowing characters in the water. The sleek wrist was slightly twisted, and a short knife was added to the right hand. The engraved two words were revealed, and the other ones that had not yet appeared were taken from the Lushan Assassin.

The front end of the bamboo and artemisia seems to have landed, but it does not really touch the ground. The suffocating air has not smashed the gully on the ground. Instead, even the dust has not risen up. This is the martial arts master's boxing and retraction. It has arrived. The realm of whatever you want.

In front of the boat, the water surface skyrocketed, the gravel splashed, there was a green shirt, and the body shape was smashing, and the straight line rushed, with a double-handed knife.

Li Er put away the bamboo wormwood and turned his head and smiled. "There is a fancy whistle, but it is quite scary."

Li Eryi bamboo artemisia was poked, and the boat under the foot slowly moved forward. Chen Pingan turned his head to escape the bamboo wormwood, and the left hand sleeves were smashed.

Li Er held a handful of bamboo stalks and another grip. He did not turn around and did not turn his head. Bamboo stalks were poked backwards. Chen Ping, who appeared behind him, was directly poked in the chest and slammed into the water. If Chen Ping is not slightly sideways, it is only a green shirt splitting, revealing a **** white bone, or Li Biao, who is said to be "light enemy shots", it is estimated that this bamboo artichoke can be directly nailed into Chen Ping's chest.

At the foot of Li Er, the boat continued to move forward slowly. There was no need to support Artemisia. It was the pure Wufu of Li Shi. It was Li Er's so-called "full of spirits, people are perfect". Once the real spirit is brought out, Li Er casually You can put the entire waterway full of boxing.

Li Er smiled, well, if your kid took advantage of the land, he even used dozens of water characters, and at the same time blasted, barely able to count the river.

Li Er gently gripped the bamboo wormwood, creaking, suffocating, shocking, one person, one boat, continue to move forward, not fast or slow, dripping water is not close to people and boats.

Li Eryi squatted, the bottom of the water rang, and Li Erxiao was surprised. He no longer managed the Chen Heping at the bottom of the water. He came to the bow from the stern, and squinted at the side wall, and the boat under his feet went to the arrow, a bamboo wormwood. Go.

The sorrowful sorrowful sorrows of the distant gods, the ghosts and axils are hidden on the walls early, and many of them were blind.

I didn't want to be seen by Li Er easily.

The Yin God had to avoid the strong bamboo stalk, and this movement showed the true body. It was a white young man with a waist-folding fan. Even if he escaped a little wolf, he still had a smile and his body shape. Like the gods on the mountain, when leaving the stone wall, Chen Pingyin and the gods smashed the sword and smashed a snow-white sword from the eyebrows. It was the first day of Feijian, which was not completely refining, although it was not a sword. The repaired life of the flying sword, but after this road to smash the sword front with the dragon dragon, re-emerged, it will be like a rainbow.

Li Er had not touched the stone wall before, and his arm was slightly curved. He received the bamboo worm, and the flying sword trembled in the first day. He slammed into the stone wall, but it was a bamboo stalk that was actually flowing. Silk is not damaged.

Li Er smiled and said: "Return?"

A very fierce flying sword with a sword and a meteorological temper, stabbed from behind him to the vest at Li Er.

Li Er does not care at all, and he has plenty of martial arts as a god, and this is the most indestructible treasure armor under the sun.

Li Er snorted, "I just hate the imitation sword created by Jianshan?"

Because the flying sword that came to the forefront was actually kicked open by the boxing.

The third fastest flying sword, straight to the back of Li Er's head.

At the same time, the first Jianguang, like Baihong's flying sword, wants to entangle again.

Li Er is also somewhat helpless. "This is a bit annoying."

Li Er loosened the bamboo worm, and it flashed away. The next moment, he caught three flying swords in his hand and splashed Mars in his hand.

When Li Er returned to the boat, the bamboo artemisia was like hovering in the air, and there was no falling. It was really Li Yiyi's return, too fast.

Li Eryi banned three flying swords, one palm of the hand against the end of bamboo and artemisia, heavy push, the boat under the feet swayed.

The bamboo stalks flew away slightly, and directly penetrated Chen Ping's abdomen, and nailed it into the bottom of the water. The bamboo worms went to the world and shocked the world. Not only did Chen Ping's whole person hit the back with the bottom, but the bamboo worm still passed through the abdomen.

Li Er shot hot.

Chen Ping's response is even more fierce.

The palm of the hand slammed the bottom of the water, just like pulling out the whole person from the bamboo wormwood, and with the square inch, it instantly disappeared.

Li Er smiled and did not hurt the dog. He said that he should be ignorant.

Chen Pingan has a little good, I don't know the pain, or that before the death, the shot will be very stable.

Some so-called martial arts geniuses, the heavier the injury, the more brave the war, but it is inevitable that there will be some aftereffects. It is not after the war, but in the war, it belongs to the boxing power. If it is killing both sides, the realm is such a person. Of course, you can live to the end, because pure Wufu, you can't only have the courage of blood, the anger of the husband, but if you don't have it at all, you should not take the road of martial arts. But once the realm of the two sides is slightly opened, this has its advantages and disadvantages. Perhaps the best result is the success and the stronger.

The martial arts killing, seemingly boring, each change is divided into life and death, there are not many means, but in fact, everywhere, the boxing is interesting.

Especially after being in the Ten Realms, the sky is wide, the spectacle is beautiful, and the scenery is endless.

Song Changjing is ambitious and has a large pattern. For the purity of martial arts, he can sacrifice the mountains and rivers, abandon the dragon chair, and heavier obedience. He is far superior to the ordinary masters. He wants to teach those who are the mountains and immortals, walk down the mountain and bow down to his long mirror. kowtow.

Therefore, it is full of vitality.

Li Er himself recognized that in this heavy realm, he did lose a lot of Song Changjing.

After the pure Wufu climbed to the top, you can make thousands of different kinds of martial arts. In fact, there are only two paths to go. One road, such as a flat and a blessing, is full of boxing, wide and vast, and full of enthusiasm. Respect. A path, like a fairy who opened a hole in the sky, is more likely to return to the truth, there is no way under the feet, then continue to volley to the heights. Li Er does not want to walk in the glory of the environment, but his own heart, and the boxing is pure enough. If you deliberately beat the word, you will not benefit much.

Previously, chatting with Chen Pingan, Li Er heard that there is a wonderful person named Zhu Chuan in Luoshan Mountain. He is nicknamed Wu Manzi, and he is killed by people. He will live and die, but on weekdays, his temperament is like a fairy.

Chen Ping thought a lot, thoughts around, rarely said, Zhu Feng, but said that Zhu Zhu is the purest Wu Fu who will not go into flames.

Li Er felt that Zhu Xuan was definitely a genius who could not be born.

A genius in the eyes of Ten Wufu.

If there is an opportunity in the future, you will be able to meet for a while.

Li Er put away the bamboo artemisia, and lost three flying swords at hand, and continued to hang the boat.

The previous shot was slightly heavier. The simple man was a little embarrassed. Then he dealt with the Chen Ping, who had no ghosts and a lot of tricks. He intentionally received two fists, one of which was punched only by Chen Ping, but he did not put bamboo in his hand. Artemisia changed another place and pierced the other's belly. Not only that, but the boat under the foot continued to move forward, leaving the young man who was sure to continue to take it behind, and he was converted to pure instinct.

Li Er has always felt that martial arts is not a lot of flowers, and he is diligent and hardworking, but he is suffering from the word.

It is almost the same as that of the farmer's field, but the harvest of the cropland is good or bad, and it depends on the face of God. Wufu is practicing boxing, how far can he go, and seeing himself.

Li Er turned his head and saw a weird scene.

Chen Pingan put on a golden robes, and then covered a black robes with a hundred eyes, this is not to stop, even the frosty robes of the city ghosts, very fancy color bird house

The robe is put on, and it can also be followed by the monk's mind. It can be changed slightly. Can it be a green shirt, plus these four robes, can it not be bloated? How do you think, Li Er feels awkward, especially the outermost piece is still the clothes worn by the girl's family. Isn't Chen Ping a bit too much?

But this choice is not wrong.

If you put on the robe at the beginning, and Chen Ping's current Wufu realm, it will delay the fists, and it is a life-and-death transition.

Now that he is seriously injured, he said it.

After all, you can have one or two punches.

Li Er stopped at the water mirror and held the bamboo worm on the mirror.

Li Er looked at the entrance to the cave.

A little moving.

In the distance, Chen Ping's sword stood on the water, did not have water, and did not use any Xianjia water method. His feet did not move and he continued to move forward slowly.

Li Er looked at Chen Ping's feet.

After a while, Chen Ping's sudden heightened shape.

It turned out that he was stepping on a giant green color under his feet, which was a dragon.

This water dragon is a well-deserved monk water method. On the body of the dragon, the bottom is made of snow mud, and then the keel is used as a keel with more than a hundred pieces of the river. It seems to have used a little bit. The quirky but spectacular "fuji?" is the two sacred relics of the fire dragon, the real refinement of the fire, the refining of the three mountains, and the immortal prayers of the Biyou Palace. It should not be used as a means of refining. Therefore, at this time, the spine of the dragon, such as two ropes, is intertwined with each other, becoming firmer and tenacious. One is the method of refining the mountain, the other is the method of refining the water, and then the true meaning of the school's big boxing The crowning touch, faintly, the young dragon at the foot of the young man, there will be a fairyland weather that fills the mountains and storms.

Everything in the world wants to think more.

It was finally made by Chen Pingan that this giant was born.

Chen Ping is habitually holding a knife in his right hand.

In fact, it is left-handed.

Under the feet, the dragon rushed toward the water mirror Li Er, wherever he went, splashing the waves.

Li Er pulled the corner of his mouth and gently clicked on the end of the bamboo worm. "Flower shelf, can't be done."

Li Eryi leaped gently and picked up the bamboo wormwood. It was a slap in the face. Even if the dragon had dozens of giant waves from the water mirror, it was still smashed into two, but continued by inertia. Forward.

Li Eryi, Zhu Yi, swept out, and Chen Ping, who appeared on the left side of the mirror Li Er's left hand, suddenly bowed his head and looked like he was about to fall to the ground. As a result, a figure twisted and he escaped the sweeping bamboo worm that was wrapped in the wind and thunder. The bamboo worms that died in the face of a flash of fire, the big sleeves flipped, and three flying swords were swept from three acupoints. One hurriedly stepped on the ground, the right hand slashed the knife, stabbed Li Erxin, and the left sleeve slipped out of the second. Short knife.

Li Er did not go to see the three flying swords, one foot in the middle of Chen's chest, the latter slipped out to a dozen feet, the knees were slightly curved, the toes were twisted, and the gravity road was added, so that they would not loosen their hands and short knives.

With his shoulders swaying, he stood still, and the hard-boiled earthquake retreated from the remnants of Li Erquan at the chest.

In the end, it is a person wearing four robes.

Li Er said: "I have already told you that the martial arts style of the flower and the embroidered leg will only think of killing the master with chaos, and the master will not be left, it is."

Li Er casually lost a bamboo worm, not more than a mirror.

The little interesting dragon, just re-agglomerated on the mirror, gave such a poke to the bamboo worm, and then scattered the water again, many of the original cracks have been broken, completely turned into powder.

Chen Pingan began to move.

Li Er changed his trajectory a bit, and he just appeared in front of Chen Ping'an. He hit the knee in the knee and Li Qi appeared to move slowly. He came to Chen Ping's side and gave a punch. Chen Ping, who was stagnation in the gas and robbed in the robe, fell into the lake water dozens of feet away, like a stone to float, and then slipped out of the lake for seven or eight feet.

Li Er began to rush and sprint, every step of stepping on his feet, the lake aura smashed, went straight to the place where Chen Pingshui fell.

A sudden traverse of the figure, Li Er slammed into the shoulders of Chen Ping, who made a square inch.

Chen Pingru was stunned by a hammer, and the Yin God went out for a long trip. In a natural and eccentric boxing method, it seemed to draw an arc and was slow. The arcs were in a circle, almost round, but it was dazzling. It was directly helping Chen. He safely removed most of the boxing, and waited until Chen safely stabilized his body shape, and the Yin God returned to his body and made it in one go.

Li Er did not pursue, nodded, this is correct.

Otherwise, martial arts and monasticism will only make the martial arts a hindrance, and block the martial arts ascending. The two always conflict, and it is a mistake.

The second time that Li Er is doing the boxing, it is to let Chen Ping find the balance point of the mysterious and mysterious. The martial arts person can't be taken away by the boxing fist. Since it is already a practicing qi, it is not deep inside. At that place, I have to feel that my boxing is not pure. The martial arts person is only enough to make a double fist, but it is not to say that everything is ignored. The real master, there should be a big weather in which all the law is in my body. .

I am a small world, I am God.

What can't be managed, what can't be managed?

Since Chen Pingan has gone out of the wrong direction, the first step.

Li Er will relax his heart and punch.

The fist is not heavy, but it is faster.

Don't give you the opportunity to turn around and think about it.

My generation of Wufu, my generation of Wufu, and my Li Er pair of fists, 砥砺 avenue, then your kid has to come up with something that no martial artist has in the world!

Have.

Just eat a few more punches.

No.

Just lay down and raise your wounds!

On the other side of the ferry, Li Liu walked on the waterway and looked at the traces of the killing. As for the movement on the side of the water mirror, she didn't have to look at it, she knew it.

In the long years before, Li Liu was no stranger to the pure Wufu. He once died in the hands of the Tenth Wufu, and he personally killed the Ten Wufu. The number of Wufu's training and punching roads is quite good. It is hard to say Chen Pingan. It's so great to stay in the history of Haoran's world, but as a six-faced Wufu, it's rare to eat so many enough fists early.

In the world, the nine mountains and the tenths of the world, and the Gufu, who did not accept the disciples, were few.

If you want to learn from him, there are a lot of martial arts masters who fight the disciples. But it's a pity that there are disciples who can't live. Some people are physically unable to live. Some people are not mindful. Of course, more, or both are not good, empty seniors are willing to support, or even drag and drop, can not enter the room, life and death can not be the threshold, but some seem to break the ground, in fact, is to feed the boxer, pass the boxing Losing the real law, the disciples passed the threshold, but it was like a broken arm and a small leg. The heart mirror gave a subtle and undetectable embarrassment. Therefore, all kinds of hidden dangers will be revealed.

Li Liu went to the end of the cave waterway and did not move on. He turned around and turned and walked.

Li Liu went to the ferry and was on the edge of the landscape of the fairy cave, looking out into the distant scenery outside the Lion Peak.

Li Liu was vaguely aware of a glimmer of vision.

Look up and look at the sky.

Confucianism at the 72nd Confucian Temple accompanied the sages. Since ancient times, it has been the poorest existence of the most picturesque land.

Not born or killed, the rules are heavy, year after year, watching the world, absolutely not allowed to intervene in the world.

Li Liu has a world in the northwestern continent. As a patriarch of the immortality, he once chatted with a Confucian sage in the sky above the semi-continental map.

In the eyes of these sages who are still in the air, like the ordinary people in the mountains, watching the mountains and rivers, even if they are, after all, the same eyesight is exhausted, they will not see the true picture, but if they are running the palm of the mountain The ancient magical power is the jade inscription on a man in the market. A woman with a white hair mixed with a white hair can also be seen in the eye.

It's just such a supernatural power. I watched the millennium and thousands of years after the world, and finally there was a day when I was lacking.

What's more, their duty is to monitor those who are flying up the monks and the monks of the five monks. They must also have a heart in mind to avoid the monks, the law, and the evil.

Those great monks who are in the heavens and blessings of the earth, if they leave the small heavens, will be lit up with a special light, such as the sacred priests of the mountain, who will be seen by the sages who sit in the sky, and immediately stare at them. live. If there is a violation of rudeness, the sages will be blocked. If everything is in accordance with the rules, then they do not need to show up.

At that time, Confucian sages who had a few words with Li Liu finally laughed at his greatest distraction. Every other decade, he went to a county in a certain state of a certain country and set up a township in a village. About the inscription, look at the wind and sun, the rain and snow scouring every ten years, and there is no such thing as a subtle change in the world.

Li Liu is speechless.

The sage is lonely.

I don't know.

About an hour later, Li Liu, who was traveling thousands of miles, took up his thoughts and smiled and turned his head.

Some people took the boat back and it was a bitter Chen's peace.

Li Er sat on the small boat and said: "This tone must be supported first. It is necessary to pick up those martial arts to reach the Lion Peak. Otherwise, you will not be able to do it."

Chen Ping nodded.

Li Er asked: "I really don't regret it? Li Liuxing knows some weird ways and can stay for a while."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No. The Lushan boxing is the northern Zhou Luzhou Gu? The predecessors created it. On the way, the seniors taught me three punches. Finally, even if the seniors died, they still want to give me the gift. So don't regret it."

Li Er no longer speaks.

One boat and two people arrived at the ferry. Li Liu smiled and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Chen, the martial arts monastic two broken mirrors."

Chen Pingan grinned and smiled. He had deliberately pressed the infuriating and aura. This was a little action, and immediately broke the work, and it became **** again.

Chen Pingan walked through the doorway of Dongfu's gate and banned it, gently clenched his fist and looked up.

On the lion's peak in the clear sky, a golden sea of ​​clouds condenses, and then the sky is raining, silky, slowly falling, extremely slow.

Chen Pingan whispered: "First day, fifteen."

The two flying swords swept out and flashed away, hovering in front of Chen Ping's body, such as two steps.

In the back of the green shirt back to the sword, began to climb high, stepping on two flying sword steps, step by step to heaven.

In the distance between the golden sea of ​​clouds and the Wuyun Ganlin, they suddenly stopped, and Chen Ping's fists rushed through, such as the gods in the sky, with the clouds steaming Daze-style punches to the heights.

After a punch, the Yun Yun Yunhai and Gan Lin were both repulsed and smashed into Beizhou Luzhou.

Exhausted Chen Pingan took a deep breath, wiped his forehead sweat, bent down and gasped, and some of his eyes were blurred. He turned his head and looked south. He whispered: "People predecessors, I dare not tell you that there is someone in my hometown bamboo building." Let's say that we are a mountain scorpion, it is a bit of a taste of the earth, not how it is, it is also a fist, it is still okay. I only made this punch, that is, he passed me. For the seniors, please rest assured, I will not I am convinced that when I return home, I must talk to him. Now that I am in a golden position, how can I make two more punches? I can say more."

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