Speaking of the three words Jiang Chengyuan, Han Cuntian's face immediately showed an expression of fear and even disgust, and it can be seen that Han Cuntian's psychological activities for Jiang Chengyuan are very complicated.

I hate and fear, and I hate it incomparably.

But the old man was a little surprised, he didn't know what the expression was on his face, and he gathered for a while, with mixed tastes and expressions.

Jiang Li felt that this old man was strange, could it be that this old man also knew his grandfather?

"You're Jiang Li!"

Han Cuntian opened his mouth, the expression on his face was extremely exciting, he had always suspected that Jiang Li was not dead before, and now when he heard someone mention the name Jiang Chengyuan, the first thing that naturally came to mind was Jiang Li.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not dead. Jiang Li teased.

The green tendons on Han Cuntian's face were about to burst out, and he wanted to tear Jiang Li alive, and the hatred between him and Jiang Chengyuan was completely transmitted to Jiang Li's body.

At this moment, it seemed that Jiang Li had become Jiang Chengyuan, and in Han Cuntian's eyes, he was already angry, and he couldn't see reason at all.

"As long as it is Jiang Chengyuan's descendant, even if I fight hard, I will kill it. Han Cuntian's eyes were already full of murderous intent.

But the old man didn't let him go in the slightest, although Jiang Chengyuan's name made him hesitate for a moment when he said it, he still didn't stop.

"You want to kill me? Jiang Li smiled disdainfully.

He suddenly appeared in front of Han Cuntian's eyes, Han Cuntian was overjoyed, and felt that Jiang Li was too conceited, and dared to talk to him at such a close distance.

"Boy, you're dead!"

"Not necessarily!"

Han Cuntian stretched out a hand and slapped it towards Jiang Li's Heavenly Spirit Gai, Jiang Li stood there without moving, as if waiting for death, Han Cuntian's heart was full of joy, Jiang Li was a junior after all, he was too brainless, he was about to go crazy with joy!

However, when his palm landed on the top of Jiang Li's head, he found that his palm was light and fluttering, as if he hadn't touched anything, and all he hit was Jiang Li's shadow.

"Hahaha, Han Cuntian, are you stupid or stupid. Jiang Li laughed.

When the old man saw that Jiang Li had such a terrifying body, his eyes couldn't help but become more and more confused, and his muddy eyes suddenly became shining.

"You!" Han Cuntian was shocked, he couldn't believe that Jiang Li had made such great progress in such a short period of time.

But the more Jiang Li showed his heavenly posture, the more Han Cuntian's murderous intent flourished, and he had to kill Jiang Li if he said anything, otherwise he would give Jiang Li some more time, and when he grew up, he would become the meat of the chopping block, and it would not be easy to kill himself!

"Jiang Li, I must kill you. Han Cuntian shouted, with a firm will, and rushed straight towards Jiang Li.

Jiang Li was not afraid, holding the silver needle in his hand, looking for an opportunity while moving.

Han Cuntian couldn't catch the trajectory of Jiang Li's figure at all, and was forced to forcibly retreat by him, and the silver needle in Jiang Li's hand gave him great oppression.

"Boy, this is not your master. The old man shouted.

"I'm sorry old man, I just wanted to get out, but I didn't expect you to really bring him to the snow mountain, in this case, my grievances with him will be settled together." Jiang Li's eyes were also very cold.

"Could it be that your master is Jiang Chengyuan?" the old man asked.

"Yes, my master is Jiang Chengyuan. Jiang Li didn't hide it.

"It's really Jiang Chengyuan!" The old man's eyes lit up with surprise.

At this time, the old man stopped making a move, and just calmly looked at the scene in front of him.

Jiang Li's speed was extremely fast, almost sublimated, and even the old man seemed to be a little unable to see clearly.

"This young man, how terrifying is this? Even when Chengyuan was young, he was far inferior to him. The old man was extremely surprised, and called Jiang Li's grandfather's life with a sense of kindness.

Woohoo!

Silver needles flew out, a few towards Han Cuntian's eyebrows, and a few towards Han Cuntian's calves.

After all, he is a master of Dan Jin, and it is definitely not so simple to shoot him, but Jiang Li's move is a false move, and those silver needles on his calf are Jiang Li's real means.

Jiang Li's move was extremely fast, and Han Cuntian was also careless for a while.

"Huh?" Han Cuntian waved the silver needle that blocked Jiang Li's eyebrows, but the silver needle on his calf also arrived.

"Damn it!"

However, Han Cuntian deserves to be a master of Dan Jin, although Jiang Li's hand is extremely hidden, and he only has a silver needle on his calf.

"It's good, it's really good, Jiang Li, one day, I will kill you!"

Han Cuntian's legs and feet were already a little unfavorable, he forcibly pulled out the silver needle on his leg, turned around and ran towards the vast wind and snow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I could only vaguely see a figure jumping down the mountain.

Jiang Li didn't chase after him, this time it was just a temptation, to see how big the gap was between him and Han Cuntian, but judging from today's temptation, the gap between him and Han Cuntian was still quite big.

The old man kept looking at Jiang Li, and when he saw Han Cuntian leaving, he didn't stop him, but just kept looking at Jiang Li.

He looked at Jiang Li like this, Jiang Li was uncomfortable, no matter what, Jiang Li's orientation was quite normal.

"Old man, do you have flowers on my face?" Jiang Li asked.

The old man put his hands behind his back and walked around Jiang Li, looking at it all the time, and Jiang Li was a little embarrassed.

"Like, too similar, very similar to Chengyuan when he was young. The old man said.

"Chengyuan? Jiang Li asked.

"Jiang Chengyuan, who doesn't know this changing sky, the Chinese art world. The old man said directly.

Jiang Li has a black line, Jiang Chengyuan is also my grandfather, right?

As if feeling the strangeness in Jiang Li's eyes, the old man coughed lightly a few times, relieved the embarrassment, and then said: "Jiang Chengyuan, I know you, since you worship him as a teacher, I won't be able to fight, but why do all the good things in the world be accounted for by that kid." ”

"A good thing? Jiang Li asked.

"Don't inquire about the affairs of adults, children, about your master, you go and ask your master yourself, so as not to say that I have a big mouth in the future. The old man waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say.

Jiang Li is becoming more and more curious about the old man's affairs, his own grandfather seems to have done earth-shattering things in southern Xinjiang, since this old man is a Chinese, he is still a hermit, and he also knows his grandfather, which means that he must have had a friendship with his grandfather.

Besides, what is going on with his grandfather is related to his parents, Jiang Li can't even think about it.

"Forget it, I finally met a good seedling, it turned out to be a descendant of Jiang Chengyuan, it's really fucking unlucky, it's okay, you can go down when you want to go down this snowy mountain. The old man waved his hand, very upset.

Jiang Li was also very curious about the identity of this old man, and couldn't help asking, "I don't know what the old man is called?"

"My surname is Beishan, a member of the Yi ethnic group. The old man waved his hand.

Jiang Li nodded and said, "Thank you for today's incident." ”

"No, you kid dare to trick me today, when I go to Huaxia in a few days, you must talk to Chengyuan about it. ”

Jiang Li touched his nose and thought, even if you tell your grandfather, your grandfather won't treat him well.

The old man of Beishan was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he had lived here for nearly 20 years before he met such a qualified Chinese man, and he himself was unwilling to teach the people of southern Xinjiang.

"Boy, wait a minute, are you willing to learn my Eighteen Holy Fists. Old man Kitayama asked.

Eighteen Holy Fists?

This is the quintessence of the national arts, it is one of the several great arts in China, the lethality is amazing, with this boxing method, their combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

"Yes. "Jiang Li is not hypocritical.

The old man of Beishan also likes refreshing young people, and when he saw that Jiang was not verbose, he also nodded, and then said: "Tell your friends, come with me, and you will leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"Good. Jiang Li nodded.

Jiang Li turned around and talked to the members of the super team, and came back to them the next morning, and now Jiang Li's status in the team has long been different.

The members of the squad were willing to wait for him for one night, especially the two female captains.

After Jiang Li finished speaking, he left directly, and the old man of Beishan was waiting for him not far from the cave, and when he saw Jiang Li coming out, his toes were on the ground, his body was like a flying eagle, he jumped into the air, and then swooped towards the ground.

In this way, he jumped forward and ran forward.

Jiang Li knew that this was the old man testing him, so he took a moon-gazing step and followed behind him unhurriedly.

After a while, the old man of Beishan took Jiang Li to a cliff and stone wall, on this stone wall, there were terrifying paw prints, it seemed that they were all imprinted by profound skills.

This kind of power is very terrifying, open the mountain and break stones, without enough skills, it is absolutely impossible, this power alone, is already a master of national arts.

"Look, I'll only play it once, memorize the moves first, and then I'll wear your general outline. As the old man Beishan spoke, the aura on his body suddenly changed, like a spear, and became straight.

When he looked at Jiang Li, his eyes were full of sharpness, and no one could look at him.

Woohoo!

The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and the old man's set of punches made a thunderous sound, played with momentum, and was extremely powerful.

Knock knock!

The combat power burst out, and it was incomparably terrifying.

A set of boxing techniques, flowing smoothly, extremely enjoyable, let Jiang Li open his eyes, the national technique used by this Dan Jin master is very different from him, fortunately, this Han Cuntian is only a newcomer to Jindan, otherwise, he will never be an opponent.

If this old man fights against him, he is afraid that he will not be able to make one move, Jiang Li knows his strength very well.

This set of boxing methods seems to be very short, but it is very long, from beginning to end, the old man seems to have only punched once, and it seems to have hit tens of millions of punches, all the essence is precipitated in Jiang Centrifuge, Jiang Li is slowly comprehending.

Unconsciously, Dongfang had already revealed the white of the fish's belly, Jiang Li also woke up from his comprehension, the essence of the Eighteen Holy Fists had been stored in his heart, and the old man had already told him the general outline of the boxing method, everything.

Jiang Lihui had completely mastered the Eighteen Holy Fists.

"Thank you, old man Kitayama. Jiang Li lowered his head and saluted modestly.

"No thanks, since you are a descendant of Chengyuan, even if you are my junior, you should call me Grandpa Beishan, but now let you call me Grandpa Beishan, you will definitely not accept it, even if you owe me this trick, after seeing Chengyuan in the future, today's account will be counted together." The old man Beishan said slowly.

Jiang Li also obeyed this old man in Beishan, obviously he wanted to help others, but he said such a thing, it was really crazy.