"yes, that's amazing."

Wang Jian stretched his muscles and bones, holding a soft bamboo strip in his hand, and it was this bamboo scorn that beat Ah Ling, who was mainly cultivated in dexterity, so that he couldn't find the north, he was now like a day of flying, any attack, even the most whimsical, even if he couldn't predict the move, had been captured by Wang Jian before he could shoot.

This is simply like opening a cheat perspective, there is no original big opening and closing, Wang Jian's every move now is very exquisite, one moves, one swings, there is no superfluous action at all, a set of natural and natural mixing with the surrounding environment, and he doesn't need to attack at all, just let Ah Ling attack him wantonly, and he just swings the bamboo strip in his hand from time to time, and easily hits Ah Ling's deliberately hidden point.

At the end of the beating, Ah Ling sat on the snow and gasped for air, and played a little unhappy face. The carefree on the side looked at Wang Jian in amazement, she was very sensitive to breath, she didn't feel the breath on Wang Jian's body from beginning to end, after closing her eyes, only Ah Ling had a breath in front of her, and Wang Jian simply became a tree and a stone, silently.

Others may not know what this means, but they do. This means that Wang Jian has practiced the Tibetan moves to the extreme, and the essence of the Tibetan moves is to win the big with the small, and the weak to defeat the strong, unlike the gossip Taiji's Soft and Gangy, the Tibetan moves are all killers, the reason why he doesn't make a move is because now once he makes a move, he will be a killer, even if he is holding a leaf in his hand, he can still kill a dog!

And if you want to practice the Tibetan move, you need to calm down completely, remove the murderous aura and hide the murderous intent, which is contrary to the hidden trick itself, so even if it is Shanova's master, the immortal genius has no way to fully digest it.

Other words. Hiding moves is not only an evolution of moves, but also a change in the realm, with a non-killing heart to control the absolute killing moves, this difficulty can be imagined.

"Come, brother. We'll beat you together. Carefree eyes lit up: "I'm better than grandma, be careful." ”

As she spoke, Carefree took out her unique soft thorn from her sleeve and slipped it around her hand beautifully, and then she pulled Ah Ling up from the ground.

The snake and the dragon themselves belong to the same vein, worry-free is a snake, and her move is to entangle. When fighting in close quarters, even the undefeated monk of King Kong has to bow down, and Ah Ling is a dragon, basically in response to the sentence "flying dragon in the sky", he retreated immediately after a successful blow, and the two of them matched far and near. Even if Wang Jian was at his peak before, he couldn't deal with these two girls at the same time.

And today, when Wuwu and Ah Ling attacked at the same time, Wang Jian seemed to be a little at ease. He is like a dandelion floating in the limelight. No matter how carefree he entangled, no matter how Ah Ling rushed, he could always keep a safe distance from the two.

"It's not fair!" Ah Ling threw away her finger tiger and lay on the ground angrily: "How can you be so liar!" ”

Worry-free's forehead was also full of beads of sweat: "All things in heaven and earth have turned into their own...... No, no, it's turning yourself into heaven and earth...... Senior brother, you're ** explosive! ”

Wang Jian smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”

"Loading ...... I can't stand it. Ah Ling stood up indignantly: "You don't teach us?" Hiding smuggling? ”

Wang Jian leaned against a tree and lowered his head to light a cigarette. And just as he lowered his head, carefree shot a steel needle at him without warning. In such a flash of light, Wang Jian suddenly threw up his lighter, and it was this coldly thrown lighter that happened to hit the center of the worry-free steel needle. The force was not great, but it made the steel needle lose its balance, and after it bounced high, it fell to the ground softly, and the lighter accurately fell into Wang Jian's palm.

The whole process ...... Wang Jian didn't look up at all.

"Senior brother, if you encounter any more opportunities, maybe you can become the first person in a thousand years to save sentient beings with yourself." The carefree eyes can no longer be said to be envy, it is simply naked jealousy: "No...... You're invincible now, aren't you? Why do you need a retreat? ”

Wang Jian smiled and shook his head: "My father, your uncle, has already reached that realm." ”

"What? But ......"

"Why did he end up so miserable?"

Wuwu and Ah Ling glanced at each other and nodded heavily: "Hmm! ”

Wang Jian didn't speak, and the young man of special literature and art raised his head at a forty-five degree angle to look at the sky, and then said softly: "Have you seen the Heaven and Dragon Slayer?" ”

"Nonsense...... Let's talk about the point, don't pretend. Ah Ling is an anxious person: "I'm in a hurry......"

"There is a master of Kongjian inside, he can obviously kill Xie Xun in one move, but he finally died at Xie Xun's hands." Wang Jian always smiled: "And this incident has become a shadow for Xie Xun's life, right?" ”

"But what does this have to do with you?" Even carefree began to get confused: "That's a novel." ”

"My master did the same thing back then." Wang Jian took a hard puff of his cigarette: "You know, if it weren't for the cause he planted at that time, there would be no fruit now." There will be no disciples all over the world now, and there will be no day when the master will see the light of day again. Because at that time, my senior brother hurt Master, but in fact he hurt himself, and he spent the next few decades trying to redeem himself for what he had done. I can't understand this yet, but I know that the real Grandmaster is still far from it. ”

"And then? What happens when you get to that realm? Ah Ling's face was full of longing: "Won't it be particularly powerful and invulnerable?" ”

Wang Jian shook his head: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are no different from ordinary people. ”

"What's the point of that?"

"Meaning...... Wang Jian let out a long sigh and threw the cigarette butt into the air: "This is what he taught me." Seeing the common people and then undefeated. ”

"Is that undefeated different from yours now?"

Wang Jian stretched out his hand and pinched Ah Ling's face: "If you are serious, you will lose." ”

"Hey! What the hell does that mean! ”

Ah Ling followed Wang Jian's footsteps and asked all the way, she didn't seem to understand the words when she was still young, but she understood a little, standing on the grass and watching Wang Jian's footprints on the snow thoughtfully. Then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Senior brother! Do you mean that even if you fight all over the world, you should lose or will you lose? ”

Wang Jian turned his head and looked at the carefree: "There is Huigen." ”

Worry-free, he jumped to Wang Jian's side: "That's why don't you go after these messy things?" ”

"No, it's because the mud bodhisattva said that he should press the troops first, and if someone is in a hurry, he will send it to the door." The moment Wang Jian frowned, the murderous aura on his body gushed out, although it was only a momentary matter, but he was forced to take several steps back without worry, and his face was pale.

After returning to him, he looked at Wang Jian stupidly, and seemed to feel that Wang Jian seemed to be a different person. The original Wang Jian can only be said to be mighty, but just like Zhang Wuji, he is fierce, and he is Taier. But the current Wang Jian is simply a combination of angels and demons, and there is a very terrible killing god hidden under the face of a master in the world. This feeling is like what Carefree described when she listened to her grandmother's story when she was a child, a person's murderous aura can really be like a substance, and this kind of person is called a killing star.

Wang Jian is now like such a killer, which is very scary.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jian turned his head and glanced at Wu Wu: "His face is so ugly." ”

Carefree smiled awkwardly, and then subconsciously took a step back: "It's nothing, I just think you're so scary." ”

"Me? Scary? Wang Jian pointed to his nose and asked Ah Ling: "Am I scary?" ”

"Scare the fart!" Ah Ling was texting her little handsome guy at the time, and he was still in a girlish state, so he didn't notice Wang Jian's instantaneous change just now, at most he felt a gust of wind coming, such a cold day...... A shiver is nothing.

"You see, I'm not intimidating at all." Wang Jian looked at him innocently: "You look dazzled." ”

Wuwu smiled bitterly, shook her head and walked back silently without saying a word, and without taking two steps, she suddenly turned around: "Senior brother, do you know, in fact, you were quite cute from before." ”

"I used to be and I am now...... Is there a difference? Wang Jian blinked: "It should be a little mature, right?" Don't they all say that maturity is more lovely? ”

Wuwu shook his head: "Senior brother, I'm still quite optimistic about you." ”

Although Wang Jian felt a little weird about worry-free, he couldn't find anything wrong for a while, so he could only shake his head helplessly and walk silently to the village.

At the entrance of the village, I happened to see the mud bodhisattva chatting with Ah Ying's father at the entrance of the village, and the two old guys seemed to be quite in love, drinking self-brewed wine and eating fried peanuts and braised rabbits.

Seeing Wang Jian, the old village chief waved him over, and grabbed his hand and said to the mud bodhisattva: "I grew up watching Xiao San, he was a mixed bag when he was a child, but he was really a good child." ”

"Good boy, you almost tied me up and threw me in the pond." Wang Jian pouted: "It's okay ...... kid"

The old village chief smiled dryly and didn't make a sound, while the mud bodhisattva pointed to the leeks on the table: "Boy, come and sit here." ”

Wang Jian didn't refuse, and sat on the dwarf horse with Wuwu and Ah Ling, but Wang Jian still refused the water and wine, and just ate a few peanuts casually: "When to start acting, I don't want to see Xiaojin in danger." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." The mud bodhisattva squinted his eyes: "Take a sip of the bar and warm up." ”

"Give me an answer." Wang Jian handed a cigarette to the mud bodhisattva: "How long will it take?" ”

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