At that time, Dad just smiled and said, "Sometimes you can't catch it, even if it's dead, sometimes you can't catch it, and you know it's dead, so you have to do it." ”

The father paused for a moment, smiled at his son, and whispered, "He is my son Zhu Wanli, no problem." ”

Chu Tian took a deep breath and looked over from the Fenfeng Gate of Qingyun Pavilion. He muttered, "Master Liu will come." If he didn't understand, Chu Tian was destined to do this. ”

At first, a few Shu men said that they fell in the back. Suddenly, one by one, they stood up. They're not a little lazy anymore. There's an old joke on the corner of their mouth, "Are you really afraid of death?"

Chu Tian was stunned and looked up at the sky. Then he lowered his head and smiled on his face. Damn, die!

The tough guy Shuzi smiled, his eyes closing more and more. How did he get started?" ”

"Shu Manzi" wants to say that the meaning is a little good, but a little "interesting".

The rugged Shu man, one hand is negative, the other hand is cheap, as if the sky is high. There was a sea of clouds on his head, which moved strangely, and his hands grasped it slowly, and a sea of clouds compressed into white ink. At the height of the snowdrifts, the sea returned. As soon as Shuzi had momentum, there were dark clouds on his head.

The tough guy closed his eyes and muttered, "Be careful." ”

Shu Hanzi quietly stepped back and shared his village fist with him.

Snow boxing is like a long rainbow, running through the sky, dozens of feet of space, spiritual charm like boiling water, boiling oil, and instant turmoil.

Boxing is everywhere, and a sea of troublesome clouds comes together to create waves and thunder.

As soon as Chu Tian's heartstrings spread, his fist reached his body at once, and the feet under the ground instantly cracked, and as time passed, his body rapidly expanded outward for a while, and if it was any later, his entire body would fall down over time and fall on the feet under the ground.

Danfu New Lake, the soul of the soul, the meridians and the caves, like I have thousands of horses to storm, there are ripples of ice, there are hot soul washes, like a knife that has been rubbed, people are afraid to tremble, and of course, the soul is in the outer layer, there is a cloud-like barrier, covered with pain. Grab the soul, man.

Chu Tian didn't seem to have changed, the "metaphysical advice" became extreme, condensed into a long river, blasphemous in the body, they liked to fight each other in the body, postponing the unbridled pushing of the fists, so that a small hole in the body could adapt to the time.

Chu Tian's face finally turned green and red, and his legs were still in the old silk.

Chu Tian held his breath and sat quietly, waiting for his body to enter his body from the door to please him, finally honing his spirit and spirit. Then he moved on to his main role. Brother Liu, do it again. ”

Liu Guangke said, "What if?

Liu Guangzui said with a smile, there was already a cloud on his head, which was not like boxing, but more like a long sword that fell from the sky.

Unnecessary practice and sweeping the sky, sometimes scraping the chaotic cube space for more violent moves.

There are nine clouds above the sea of clouds, and there are clouds above the top of the clouds, I Liu Guang kicked it away, climbed up the sea of clouds, and watched the world, even if there is no precursor wind comparable to the sword, it can be regarded as very good.

In the eyes of the world, Wudao is a bridge. From the peak season when there is no road, we can enter the avenue. Not only does it have a long lifespan, but it can also swim happily between heaven and earth. In Liu Guang's view, in fact, it is not like a post carriage, extending in all directions, and it is one step ahead of us. Because others can trample under our feet, Liu Guangning should have his own martial arts. Because of this, Liu Guangning, as the gatekeeper of Chaoshan who rises and falls and ebbs and flows, can see the rise and fall of the sea of clouds every day, and only through his collection and folding can he understand the life and soul of such a punch, so as to understand the spirit of martial arts. To turn the world into a sea of clouds, throw your soul into the sea of clouds while swallowing the souls of heaven and earth, and your fists will become sharp under body temperature.

Therefore, Liu Guang likes the word "like" all over his body, which is also the most suitable word for watering and sharpening the souls of others.

Of course, there must be a fate to go, just like Chu Tian, he loves martial arts with his fists. It's the same kind of striking brick. After that, he takes the sharp, wears it, and then he can hatch the soul and body with his fists. If he can't handle it, his house will collapse and his martial arts will collapse.

In the sea of clouds, I am this world.

Boxing likes to be strong. Boxing was like a rainbow-like sword, heading straight for Chu Tian.

Chu Tian grunted and bled out, his face pale as wax. He felt nothing but pain when they pulled him out of the cocoon and stabbed him in most of it.

It was Chu Tian's old molar teeth, still writing silk threads, and the wall stood thousands of miles.

Liu Guangci was taken aback: "As the saying goes, people who endure hardship are people. Today they have a long experience. ”

Liu Guang didn't want to pour all his fists on Chu Tian. It's just that he saw the boundaries of young people in front of him, but he didn't know that Chu Tian was so "ignorant of good and evil", and even the crying children didn't know the simple reason why they wanted to eat sugar.

Although he confined himself to the reality of the Six Souls and Martial Arts, he could not forge the North of the Seven Kingdoms of the Divine Bridge. From the moment he started, he intended to clench his fists at any time and enjoy the swiftness and great power of thousands of miles away. The five ghost martial arts in this clearing can really grit their teeth and survive.

When Chu Tian endured the blow, Liu Guang sincerely admitted Jianyi's choice, and wanted to grow Chu Tian's roots to the point that it was best not to go and not to be forced. After all, everyone has their own fate, but Liu Guang underestimated Chu Tian, or underestimated Chu Tian's pain, and things, especially the powerful meridians of Chu Tian's body, made the robbers cringe, and endured such a blow without the slightest sign of breaking the dam.

Boxing is like a torrent, like an iron army, ruthlessly passing through Chutian. It consumed Chu Tian's three souls and seven souls, like a sharp stone, brighter and brighter.

The "Genting" boxing method contains the true meaning of the seven realities that Liu Guangshenqiao has realized for decades, which is essentially the boxing method. Chu Tian could benefit from this place and sharpen the stone with a knife.

Chu Tian remained silent, this was to feel the pain of the soul beating in his body, and he was slowly anesthetized by himself, but he accidentally lost consciousness, such as dispersing every inch of the blow, the pain in the heart of the cone in the back became even more terrifying, and the connection between the curse inside and the meridians became natural.

The realm of the Divine Bridge has not yet entered, or it is far inferior to the Divine Bridge, and Chu Tian's body, meridians, and spirit have already begun the illusory nature of the Divine Bridge Meteorology.

Chu Tiandi, the spirit of life, the picture of Wanli Mountain and the river opened again.

There is a huge rainbow bridge in the sky, covering the sky like the sun after rain, flashing with good luck.

Even if there is no certain cohesion, the color scroll and spirit scroll of the martial soul, the occasional thick layer, if someone can enter this thought with the gods, in a flash, I am afraid it will make people's hearts flutter.

Liu Guang stopped, trying to save the soul of this world and help Chu Tianzhan's soul, while watching with a strange gaze that Chu Tiantou's fate was decided by the soul of the brigade.

Chu Tian is indifferent to the fact that I am alone, God and Satan can't stand an inch, and they go too fast, so Shu Hanzi is more tenacious.

When the weather in Chu changed, Liu Guang's eyes were awakened by a strange expression.

As a warrior monk of the Seven Kingdoms of Shenqiao, not to mention Chu Tian's high fist high fist low fist, now it is like boxing, and Chu Tian can also be painted on a few streets. Even though Chu Tianni wanted to speak freely with all his heart, Liu Guang also thanked Chu Tianni from the bottom of his heart.

Drunk on the mountain, watching the sea of clouds for more than ten years is like a day. If Liu Guang's fist was real, he would have shifted his attention to the huge urge to stand in the clouds and watch the crowd, and Chu Tian was the knife I laughed at in the air.

This feeling is no longer a 16-year-old young man in Liu Guang's eyes, but a fist stretched out in the sky, the sky, this is the tip of my body, a kind of tap, perched on heaven and earth!

Deep fist exploration, fist like introverted, majestic, like a river rushing, the whole body instantly thousands of feet.