Chapter Seventy-Three: Regaining the Helm of Tai'a
Zhijian was impatiently about to say something, but was stopped by Yang Jian and said, "Under the thousand faces!" ”
He wanted to see what tricks this flower slave wanted to play, if it didn't harm his own interests, there was no need to conflict casually, of course, if he wanted to commit himself, then it would be two words. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The merchant ships soon set off, and the ships were also equipped with ballistas to protect against pirates.
Along the way, Yang Jian and Zhijian were silent, on the one hand, to prevent the partition wall from having ears, and on the other hand, both of them sat cross-legged on the ground and immersed themselves in cultivation.
Especially Yang Jian, he had already spied on the path of the tenth layer of qi refining, but he always felt that there were shortcomings, and if Zhijian wanted to improve the realm, it would take a while, after all, the further he went, the slower he would improve.
"The two little brothers, they were dull and silent all the way, why are they silent?"
Everyone else was talking and laughing, after all, the days on the ship were empty and boring, and there were all kinds of meat jokes and the like.
Hua Nuer was drinking tea, and when she saw that the two of them were closing their eyes and concentrating, she walked over with her waist and asked.
"Don't speculate more than half a sentence!"
Yang Jian opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at the dazzling slave, his appearance was quite exquisite, his lips were a little, his figure should be convex and convex, like a ripe persimmon, but at first glance, she was a shrewd woman who had been in the mall for a long time, and when dealing with this kind of person, it was better to be careful, otherwise I don't know how to be sold.
Hua Nu'er held her mouth and said with a smile: "This young man is straightforward and fast-talking, and he doesn't know how to understand the slave family at all. ”
After that, the expression of grievance on his face immediately attracted the attention of the crew and the merchants, who had been mixing on the ship all the year round, and had never even seen a few without a handle, let alone such a thing.
It's just that Yang Jian didn't pay attention to her, closed his eyes and entered the cultivation again, he was not interested in seeing a woman.
Nothing happened for a day and a night.
"Hey, it's so hard to improve now."
Zhijian opened his eyes and looked around, there was a vastness, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
"You told me to meditate before, but why can't you calm down?"
Yang Jian shook his head, the cultivation of a day and a night made him feel that his true qi was becoming more and more viscous, especially the haoran qi in the atrium, which was also extremely thick, and no matter what he did, he had a lot of confidence.
At this time, his mind suddenly flickered, and he seemed to remember something.
"Ahh
Suddenly, on the sampan, a merchant let out a scream and rolled into the sea.
Yang Jian turned his head, and more than twenty crew members suddenly raised their weapons and slaughtered the merchants.
"What's wrong?"
Hua Nu'er was taking a nap, she had just opened her eyes, and suddenly several knives were on her neck, and the rest of the merchants were also forced into a corner, at this time, several crew members walked towards Yang Jian and Zhijian.
"I've been depressed for the past few days."
At this time, from the bottom of the cabin, the big man came out and shouted with an unhappy face, at this time, he turned his head, looked at Yang Jian, and exclaimed, "Boy, it's you, you're not dead." ”
"It's you!"
It's really a family that doesn't get together, Yang Jian pointed at the big man, and he was also surprised, this big man is Kuchamu, he doesn't command his pirate group, what are you doing here?
"It's heaven that you don't have a way to go, and hell has no door for you to break in, it's good, Lao Tzu just caught you all."
Kuchamu laughed loudly, but then he cried with joy, as soon as he got out of the thunder prison, the warships of the Jiangnan Navy Division and Dong'ahou came to attack, fortunately he had been at sea for decades, and only escaped with so many twenty pirates.
With that, he walked over to Hua Nu'er and grabbed her ass so hard that the rest of the pirates drooled.
"Humph!"
Yang Jian snorted coldly, if before, he was a little afraid of Kuchamu, but now he won't, after all, there is a thug by his side who is also in the foundation building period, but now he wants to fight with Kuchamu, if he can use this to break through to the tenth layer of Qi refining, it would be great.
"Little brother, save the slave family!"
Hua Nu'er didn't expect to get on the thief ship, and the flowers and branches trembled, which even touched the hearts of the crew, and they wished that they could replace the dry wood now.
"Death to the boy!"
Kuchamu didn't expect that this flower slave would be able to talk to this kid, and his already angry heart became even more angry.
Suddenly, his momentum burst out, building a strong man on the first floor.
Zhijian originally looked inexplicable, but it seemed that Yang Jian had a grudge against this big man, and he was about to make a move, but Yang Jian held him down, and said, "My business should be solved by myself." ”
"Boss, give!"
One of the pirates took out a sword and threw it to Kuchamu, but it was Tai'a.
"Very good, didn't you cut Lao Tzu with a sword? I'm going to cut you into a stick now! Kuchamu took the Tai'a sword and smiled coldly.
Yang Jian didn't continue to fight, his momentum was much more mellow than before, especially the internal and external cultivation, and the strength of his body had also increased many times.
He took a step before, full of strong strength, this is the aura of Haoran, which adds a lot of confidence to him, and his hands dance like stars, this is the true qi, which makes him much more flexible.
"Die, boy!" Kuchamu raised his sword and slashed, but his other hand was secretly energetic, raising the sword is a false move, but the qigong in his hand is a real move, this kid is a little weird, he wants to use all his strength, and strive for a blow to hit.
Yang Jian's footsteps were chaotic, dodging a sword, and he was about to gather Haoran's qi to fight with Kuchamu.
"Little brother be careful!"
Hua Nu'er seemed to have discovered that the killing machine was actually in the hands of Kuchamu, and she reminded in horror.
"Hey, it's too late."
Kuchamu smiled darkly, after all, Jiang was still old and spicy, and his dragon snatcher was extremely powerful, and he could even see that this kid was directly pinched into pieces.
However, then he saw a slight arc at the corner of this kid's mouth, he always felt that there was something wrong, but the qigong was all out, and he couldn't take it back.
"That's why you're called Tai'a upside down!"
The young man shouted loudly, he took advantage of the time when Kuchamu condensed qigong, and made a horizontal split, which just hit Kuchamu's right hand, and Tai'a Sword fell in response, was hooked by his kick, and held it in his hand.
And at this time, the qigong of the withered wood also followed.
"Boom", at a critical juncture, Yang Jian broke through, the tenth layer of qi refining is consummation, what is consummation? Lost and regained, it can also be called complete, and many times, it is just such a realization.
"Bang!"
Yang Jian used all his strength to slam his sword into a piece with Kuchamu's dragon snatcher, and suddenly burst into a roar.
The Tai'a sword, which had a gap, was suddenly discounted and became a broken sword, and Yang Jian was even more bombarded into the air and fell down again, he endured the pain and stood still, fortunately he practiced Haoran Qi, and his heart was extremely thick, so he would not lose his mind for a while.
And Kuchamu is not comfortable at this time, although he is in the foundation building period, but it is only one layer, bullying Yang Jian, who is still the eighth layer of qi refining, is naturally easy, but now Yang Jian is already the tenth layer of qi refining, and he is cultivating both inside and outside, and his strength can no longer take too much advantage.
"Give me death!"
If the sword is broken, the sword will be broken, as long as the move is there, Yang Jian shouted, and suddenly burst out with infinite momentum, and even shook the nearby sea with ripples.
"What a slash!"
The fierceness of Haoran's qi and the stamina of his true qi were used by him, and he slashed at the withered wood with a sword.
"Dragon snatcher, break it for me!"
Kuchamu was also not afraid of death, and he had accumulated a lot of murderous energy in his hands, wielding his qigong and rushing towards Yang Jian.
"After all, you are an inaccessible foundation, and under the foundation, I am almost invincible!"
With a sword slash, the young man turned and stood with his hands in his hands, and the sword had flown into the empty sheath around his waist, leaving only a dead tree that slowly fell with an incredible face, and he didn't understand that he was not the opponent of the other party.