Yang Qian, who has broken through two in a row, is in a good mood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the appearance of the moon spirit made him wonder, Yang Qian didn't want to think about the things he couldn't understand.

Outside the window, the sun shines obliquely. A faint smile rose at the corner of Yang Qian's mouth, he got out of bed, opened the door, and suddenly a gust of breeze rushed towards him, refreshing and refreshing!

Yang Qian took a deep breath of fresh air and strode out of the room.

Along the way, Yang Qian's face was full of smiles. He was thinking about improving his physical condition. The owner of this body is weak and sickly, and the foundation of the body is indeed too thin. Although Yang Qian broke through the double level in a row and reached the martial artist double level, the weakness of his body did not disappear.

If this kind of physical condition is not improved, I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve as the cultivation deepens.

After all, a strong physique is the foundation of a martial arts cultivator.

If the body is not strong enough, a large amount of spiritual energy will pour into the body, and it will inevitably be unbearable!

"Look, isn't that Yang Qian?"

"I heard that he was dead, but he was awakened by a bolt of lightning."

"It's amazing...... Looking at him like that, it seems like he's fully recovered. ”

"So what, a waste like him, alive and dead. Dead but ......"

Before the words "It's better to die" were spoken, the young man's voice stopped abruptly. Because, Yang Qian didn't know when, he was already standing in front of him.

"You want to say it's better to die?" Yang Qian stared at the slightly taller young man who spoke, unusually calm. He knew the two teenagers in front of him.

The slightly taller one is named Yang Sheng, the son of the third uncle Yang Wu, and is one year younger than Yang Qian. As for the other teenager, his name is Yang Hao, and he and Yang Sheng grew up together since childhood, and they have a very good relationship with each other.

was stared at by Yang Qian, and for some reason, Yang Sheng felt a little weak in his heart. But soon, he adjusted, and said to himself: "He's just a waste, what's there to be afraid of?" Thinking about this section, Yang Sheng became bolder, and said loudly: "I want to say this, what, not convinced?" ”

The corners of Yang Qian's mouth rose slightly, and he actually laughed.

His smile made Yang Sheng and the others puzzled.

Yang Qian was unusually neither humble nor arrogant standing in front of them, which already made Yang Sheng and the others feel a little abnormal, and now that Yang Qian smiled like this, the two of them felt even more strange in their hearts.

"Did you be stupid by that lightning?" Yang Sheng was happy when he thought about it.

But he hadn't finished his fun, he only heard a snap, Yang Sheng didn't see how Yang Qian made a move, and he was slapped in the mouth.

Lips hurt hotly.

It was red and swollen.

"It stinks too much, slap mouth." Yang Qian was still smiling slightly. This slap is really cool. He seemed to have regained the feeling he had when he was the young master of the Divine Pavilion. When he was in the Divine Pavilion, he didn't have much interest in cultivation, and deliberately practiced the "lightning hand" and slapped those who were annoying.

"How dare you hit me?" Yang Sheng is angry!

He was beaten by the nonsense of the Yang family. How embarrassing would it be if this got out?

Yang Sheng didn't think about it, took a step forward, and slapped Yang Qian. Although Yang Sheng is still young, he has already reached the triple level of martial arts, and under the urgency, this slap has reached ninety percent of the strength.

If it was hit on Yang Qian's face, Yang Qian's face would not be swollen into buns, or a few teeth would be knocked out directly......

Yang Hao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Although Yang Qian is a well-known waste of the Yang family, and there are many people who bully Yang Qian on weekdays, there are few people who really give Yang Qian a heavy hand.

After all, Yang Qian's father, Yang Zhen, and the eldest brother Yang Hu, who practiced in Liuyun Sect, were not easy to mess with.

Syllable!

A crisp slap in the face.

Yang Hao's heart groaned, and the moment Yang Sheng's palm waved, he closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to see the tragic scene. Hearing a crisp and loud slap at this time, Yang Hao didn't need to look to know that Yang Qian must have been pulled away. It's a little better, but half of his face is swollen into a bun. If it's a little worse, he will be directly stunned, and even lose half of his teeth......

The slap rang for a long time before Yang Hao slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Yang Sheng!" Yang Hao, who opened his eyes, exclaimed.

Yang Hao looked at Yang Sheng who was lying on the ground wailing and rolling in disbelief, and then looked at Yang Qian, who was standing in place and smiling.

What's going on?

Shouldn't it be......

Yang Hao didn't have time to think so much, he stepped in front of Yang Sheng in a few steps, helped Yang Sheng up, and asked, "Brother Yang Sheng, how are you?" ”

Yang Sheng was swollen with half of his face, and on the red and swollen left side of his face, there was a big slap print. The mouth was also swollen into a sausage mouth, and blood gushed out from the corners of the mouth, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Yang Qian slowly walked to Yang Sheng and the others, stopped, and said, "It seems that you are even more waste than me." With that, Yang Qian walked past the two of them......

Looking at Yang Qian's back. Yang Sheng was furious in his heart, and he trembled with anger. But more often than not, it was stunned.

He was beaten by Yang Qian, and he was beaten so badly.

Until Yang Qian walked far away, Yang Sheng hadn't recovered from that stunned.

Yang Sheng stared at Yang Qian's back viciously, his cheeks were hot and painful, and he secretly swore that one day he would have this evil breath. And in the bottom of Yang Hao's heart, there was a chill.

Yang Qian beat Yang Sheng, and his heart was sour. Out of Yang's house, he walked down the street humming a little song.

It stands to reason that Yang Qian, who is a double martial artist, is not Yang Sheng's opponent at all, but why is it not Yang Qian who suffers in the end?

The reason is very simple, Yang Qian is not only known for his swiftness as a "lightning hand", but also has mastered a mysterious footwork of the Divine Pavilion - Easy Step.

Just as Yang Sheng's palm was fanning down, Yang Qian stepped freely, and his body shook to avoid it, and at the same time he used the "lightning hand", which completely caught Yang Sheng off guard. Suffered a dark loss.

In addition, Yang Sheng's underestimation and contempt for Yang Qian in his heart was also one of the reasons why Yang Sheng was defeated by Yang Qian.

Since ancient times, arrogant soldiers will be defeated!

The streets of Changlongcheng are not bustling, people come and go, and the cries are endless.

Yang Qian looked left and right, hoping to find an elixir shop.

After thinking about it, if you want to improve your physical condition in a short period of time, you can only take a large amount of solid Peiyuan's elixir. In addition, Yang Qian really couldn't think of a better way.

As we walked, there was a sudden noise in front of me, and pedestrians avoided them in both directions.

Before Yang Qian could figure out what was going on, suddenly a sloppy old man bumped into him. At the same time, the three fierce men behind caught up, and when they saw the sloppy old man crashing into Yang Qian, he said in a rough voice: "Death is called Huazi, look where you are running now!" ”

As he spoke, three fierce men grabbed up, and their big hands reached out to the sloppy old man at the same time. Seeing that the sloppy old man was about to be caught, the sloppy old man suddenly spun around and hid behind Yang Qian.

"Can't catch it, can't catch it!" The sloppy old man hid behind Yang Qian, poked out his head and looked at the three fierce men, as if he was proud, and as if he was mocking.