Yang Jun knows that the human muscles acquire memory very slowly, and it takes a lot of repetition of a certain action to form the result of muscle memory, and once it is obtained, the speed of forgetting is also very slow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It can be seen that Chu Ke's diligence in practicing the exercises can make the muscles naturally use appropriate moves without the command of the brain.

Yang Jun felt helpless. Now in this struggle of life and death, I can't be united with my own hands. However, these kung fu are all Chu Ke's, not his Yang Jun's. I don't know when I'll be able to integrate it and think it's my own use.

There is a way that is an inch long and an inch strong. Cheng Xu was holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword, but Yang Jun only had a short sword that was standard for Xuantianmen disciples, no more than one foot and three points long.

Fortunately, Yang Jun reacted very quickly, and often avoided the sword edge of the narrative between the impossible and dangerous. In a matter of moments, the two of them had already made more than a dozen moves against each other.

Because he already has the fourfold power of refining the body, Yang Jun feels that he is more good at fist and foot kung fu.

However, the rope bridge was shaky, and I was worried that the grid frame under my feet was made by hand and feet, and the lower plate was not stable. Restrained, unable to use his fists and feet, and his opponent is holding a weapon, he also fights with a short sword.

At the beginning, Yang Jun's hands and feet were stagnant and not round enough, but as the number of tricks handed over by the two increased, he became more and more handy, and he couldn't help but make up his mind.

Cheng Xu was certainly angry and anxious, and Zhang Yang and Song Qiao were even more suspicious.

They all thought: Chu Ke is just an apprentice who has cultivated to index 18, how can he be able to fight with Cheng Xu, who has reached the second level of spiritual cultivation, for so long?

After a dispute on the boat before, Yang Jun was caught off guard and restrained Song Qiao, and several people thought that Yang Jun was just a fluke. Today, seeing that Yang Jun was still invincible after more than a dozen moves under Cheng Xu, but he became more and more relaxed, he couldn't help but wonder: Why did he suddenly have such kung fu?

You must know that Cheng Xu is a second-order spiritual cultivator with outstanding talents! It is fundamentally different from Chu Ke, a 10,000-year-old scumbag.

Chu Ke has taken the immortal medicine? Zhang Yang and Song Qiao glanced at each other, their expressions were surprised and angry.

Only quietly did not take it as a surprise, and stood calmly with his hands in his hands.

After Yang Jun found that his body memory was good, he let go of his hands and feet and swayed freely, but Cheng Xu gradually felt struggling.

He took Zhang Yang and Song Qiao to destroy the thin cable grid at the head of the bridge, knowing that it was difficult to be distracted, and worried that he would not be able to take care of his feet, so he held on to the bridge railing and fought with Yang Jun inextricably.

Cheng Xu's initial plan was to take advantage of Chu Ke's trance to attack suddenly, and if he hit it in one fell swoop, he could easily take down Chu Ke. Seeing that he couldn't take him now, he changed his plan and slowly led Chu Ke to the north bank.

Zhang Yang and Song Qiao shouted pity for themselves, but Cheng Xu wanted to be a hero today, and instructed in advance not to help without him. The two of them were confined to this festival, and it was inconvenient to step forward, but they had already seen it itching.

Yang Jun shouted coldly, only to hear the sound of "bell", the long sword in Cheng Xu's hand was knocked away, an arc of light crossed in the air, and fell straight towards Jiang Xin.

It turned out that Yang Jun made a false move, and the short sword stabbed Cheng Xu's eyes, and turned around halfway but dialed his sword.

Cheng Xu leaned back unexpectedly, but fortunately he grabbed the steel cable in his hand, so he didn't fall down, but his face was also pale, and he looked at Yang Jun with his mouth open.

Zhang Yang and Song Qiao didn't wait for Cheng Xu to speak, and they had already rushed forward with their blades.

Zhang Yang took a step behind, stepped on the steel cable, and thought: The grid has been destroyed, if one is not careful, won't he fall into the rapids of this river?

After a slight hesitation, Song Qiao had already rushed to Yang Jun's side.

Unlike Zhang Yang, Song Qiao wanted to capture Chu Ke alive from Yin Jinli's fate, and if he won the first credit in this task, he would be able to talk to Yin Jinli.

His background is too low, and Cheng Xu was originally trying to find a way out, and now there is a better way to go, so he naturally picks up the good ones.

"Stop!" Song Qiao opened the short sword that Yang Jun handed to Cheng Xu's chest.

Yang Junshi didn't want Cheng Xu's life, he just taught him a lesson. But when he felt that the first strong wind on the left side hit, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The sword is attached to the true qi, and the internal strength must be a small success.

When Yang Jun first saw Song Qiao, he had some impression of his thoughtfulness, and at this time, when he saw that his sword had not arrived, his anger came first, and he took a look at him. Xindao: It turns out that this Song Qiao is quite obsessive, and his cultivation is higher than Cheng Xu, and he underestimated him before.

So he put aside Cheng Xu and came to fight Song Qiao.

As soon as he handed it over, Yang Jun knew that Song Qiao was more than a step above Cheng Xu.

suddenly thought that every time there was a small and big competition, Song Qiao's results were always under Cheng Xu, and I was a little puzzled. Then I thought: Yes, with Cheng Xu's person, how can he allow his followers to be smarter than himself?

Suddenly, Song Qiao was not only thoughtful and observant, but also very careful.

Song Qiao's hand was also an ordinary long sword, but the blade was sharp, compared to Cheng Xu, and Yang Jun's half of his arm shrouded in sword light actually felt a faint pain.

And Song Qiao also looked at "Chu Ke" with admiration. Although his own sword was ordinary, it was infused with a little true power, and Chu Ke was only a short sword in his hand. He didn't have the upper hand with the help of weapons, doesn't it mean that Chu Ke's kung fu is stronger than him?

Immediately, he had some doubts: Earlier, he followed Cheng Xu, and he had to find Chu Ke's trouble every once in a while, Chu Ke had such a ability, why did he never resist?

Song Qiao's thoughts only flashed in his mind, and the current situation did not allow him to think about it.

Whew—

The short sword clinged to the tip of the long sword in Song Qiao's hand and slashed towards the hilt, bursting out with sporadic sparks. Yang Jun's feet moved and moved to Song Qiao.

Seeing that the short sword was about to touch his fingers when he was sharpened again, Song Qiao hurriedly stretched out his left hand, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, drew the sword to the left, drew a large circle, and pressed Yang Jun's sword momentum down, but this time the tip of the sword pointed at Cheng Xu, and he was slashing down from Cheng Xu's face.

Cheng Xu exclaimed, hurriedly held the steel cable of the bridge railing with both hands, and fell backwards.

Yang Jun's eyes were sideways, and he said disdainfully: "Sissy cannon! ”

Without waiting for Cheng Xu to reply, Song Qiao had already turned the tip of his sword and pushed Yang Jun out a few steps.

Cheng Xu didn't quite understand what the sissy meant, but he felt that what came out of Yang Jun's mouth was definitely not a good word.

The long sword in his hand was shaken off just now, and before he could react, he saw Song Qiao and Yang Jun fighting. At this time, he came back to his senses and took out a long sword, but it was a blue light sword that could split stones and break iron.

Cheng Xu didn't attack Yang Jun, he only aimed his long sword at the intertwined grid on the steel cable, and slashed past sword after sword. The sword collided with the steel cable, sparks flew everywhere, and Galala rang.

Yang Jun looked a little anxious. He was pressed back a few steps by Song Qiao, and he was farther away from the bridge.

And the two big steel cables were more than two feet apart before, and he almost lost his footing at the beginning, and he didn't dare to step on them because he was afraid of it, and now Cheng Xu directly split these grids, leaving only the smooth big steel cables.

Although it's nothing to play tightrope walking, if Cheng Xu turns around and goes with Song Qiao, he will suffer.

He was not afraid of anything else, he was afraid that he was not caught by Cheng Xu, but fell into the surging river below. Look at the rushing rapids, if you fall into it, you can only have no bones!