In this way, in the morning, Yang Pojun has been practicing the Yin and Yang Sword Technique, and the swordsmanship has become more and more proficient in the process of his figurative thinking.

At noon, Yang Pojun rested for an hour, after all, he knew that combining work and rest was fundamental.

If he pursues physical breakthroughs too much, then his body will definitely be exhausted.

And in the afternoon, Yang Pojun cultivated the bloody palm.

This bloody palm has been cultivated to the extreme, and it is that qi that can damage the enemy in the air.

But if you want to successfully cultivate the bloody palm, the difficulty is very high.

He needs to burst out with a powerful murderous aura from his body in an instant!

This murderous aura has reached a half-illusory, half-substantial state.

In order to stimulate all the breath in the body, a powerful bloody palm power erupted at once.

Yang Pojun's initial cultivation method was like practicing iron sand palms, on the beach, constantly slapping at those sand grains.

And the iron hook standing in the distance all sighed: "I really don't know what kind of exercise Lord Yang is practicing, it looks a little awkward like that, but the more this is the case, the more I understand, when the time comes, the attack power of this exercise will definitely be very scary!" ”

Catherina also walked over, her beautiful eyes blinked and said: "I originally thought that this man would only have a hippie smile and would only be good at using tricks, but I didn't expect him to work so hard behind his back." ”

"I have never seen such a desperate man, the most important thing is that his talent is already so good, and he is still working so hard, which makes how many men in this world embarrassed, how many men are ashamed!"

Iron Hook also nodded in agreement: "Yes, many people only see his glamorous side, only I know with him how much he has paid for his success and his ultimate goal, and he even fought with his own life." ”

Speaking of this, Iron Hook's throat was a little uncomfortable, and he choked badly.

Because Iron Hook knew that Yang Pojun was suffering from war paranoia, he only had three chances to have a seizure now.

Once he fights with people, the more fierce the fight, the more likely it is to have a seizure.

In the end, no one will know whether Yang Pojun will die or become a vegetative person.

But Yang Pojun knew that in the end, he would die, but he still worked so hard.

Only for one purpose in his heart, to avenge his brothers.

This man, who values love and righteousness, is really worthy of being a brother with whom he has an iron hook.

Knowing him, Iron Hook felt that it was the honor of his life.

In this life, a man loves a woman deeply and gives everything, maybe this woman will betray him.

But brother, there will be no betrayal!

Then Iron Hook didn't dare to think about what happened next, so he turned around and walked on the beach by himself.

In his heart, he prayed for Yang Pojun.

He finally met a person who was willing to make friends, and he didn't want anything to happen to Yang Pojun.

This person is not of the same country, not of the same color, not of the same race, but with a common character.

A lot of things are hidden in my heart, and many words are buried in my chest.

And at this moment, Xuanyuan Luoshui was also looking at Yang Pojun, her figure was full of plump and attractive atmosphere, especially under the wrapping of her black robe, which was even more charming.

Xuanyuan Luoshui is mute, and she can't say a lot of things.

Her attitude towards Yang Pojun is full of mixed feelings.

From the very beginning, she wanted to kill Yang Pojun, but later, Yang Pojun touched her chest and buttocks, and later, they experienced a lot of things together.

This made her definition of Yang Pojun begin to change.

At first, she thought that Yang Pojun was a hooligan and cynical, but she didn't know the other side of this man, which was also the same lonely and diligent as her, and she could give everything for the purpose.

Although Yang Pojun was cultivating alone, he became an example for others to follow.

And in the process of Yang Pojun's cultivation, other people were also infected, and they also began to cultivate.

Because they think that Yang Pojun is so talented, so strong, and has worked so hard, what reason do they have not to work hard?

At this moment, a young man from the Xuanyuan family looked at the man cultivating beside him and said, "I said, brother, why are you working so hard?" ”

The young man glanced back at him and said, "Yang Pojun, Senior Sister Luoshui, they are so powerful, and they are still working so hard, should we waste our time and not work hard?" ”

The young man pouted and said, "They have worked so hard in such good conditions, and you still have a fart for your efforts?" Can you catch up with them? So, don't follow the trend, come on, fall with me, we are destined to be ordinary people, you want to be a genius, but unfortunately you are born in the wrong place in this life. ”

The young man thought his brother was right.

He sat on the ground and said: "Yes, what you said is very right, people are so powerful, they work so hard, no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up with them, I just can't get along with myself." ”

"That's right, you have to be sensible, you can't blindly follow them to cultivate, your little body will be damaged by them, come on, let's drink."

The young man was glad to see his companion being dragged into the water.

Damn, finally someone is as decadent as me, and I feel lonely and unbearable after all of them work so hard.

On the beach, the overall atmosphere is very dignified.

And at night, Yang Pojun enjoyed the moonlight bath, he stood on the beach with a wooden stick in his hand.

He was like a wooden man, looking at the sea, looking at the moonlight, after a while, the wooden stick in Yang Pojun's hand waved a few times, he shook his head for a while, nodded for a while, and just like that, he was creating the third shot of his Overlord Gun!

At night, the air on the beach was very cool, and everyone else was sleepy and went to sleep, but Yang Pojun was still figuring out his overlord gun.

The more Yang Pojun figured it out, the more excited he became.

Because the beauty of immersing yourself in your own world is really indescribable.

Any worries, any sadness, any negative emotions in his body were left behind him.

"Boom!"

The wooden stick in Yang Pojun's palm swung out rhythmic moves.

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

Lonely night, vast sea, Yang Pojun is alone, blending with black, taking the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, completely enjoying the world of his overlord gun.

Now Yang Pojun has become a generation of gun gods, he constantly speculates, deduces, over and over again, fails and comes again, and is never tired of it.

Time flies very quickly in Yang Pojun's cultivation, and he repeats this boring life every day.

The people who were still cultivating with Yang Pojun before have basically given up, and now only Yang Pojun is left, and he is still studying.

The iron hook on the beach, Catherina and they all sighed: "This staying power is really not comparable to ordinary people, it is too powerful." ”

The iron hook nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Yang said that men not only need to be fierce, but also need to be durable, and he really interpreted this durability to the extreme!" ”

Catherina and Xuanyuan Luoshui both had ice eyes, and the two of them attacked at the same time.

Iron Hook didn't expect that the two women around him would suddenly attack him.

I saw the body of the iron hook, and the bombarded self flew out.

"Ahh The body of the iron hook slammed heavily on the ground, and he looked at the two of them with a confused face and said, "Damn!" Did I say something wrong? Why are you doing it to me? ”

Seeing the fierce eyes of the two, the iron hook reacted to the meaning of what he had just said.

"Damn!" Iron Hook couldn't help but scolded himself speechlessly: "I also obeyed, this also beat me, I was so fucking wronged, why didn't you go to beat Lord Yang, do you really think I'm a bully?" ”

Seeing that the eyes of the two were cold again, the iron hook hurriedly shrunk his neck and confessed: "Two aunts, you are the boss!" I'm so good at bullying it! ”

(End of chapter)