Chapter 221: Tianluo Small World
"Yu Daoyou, what are you doing?" shouted Shen Gongbao as he stood in front of the black dragon.
"Get out!" Yu Yi raised his left front paw to push Shen Gongbao away.
Shen Gongbao stood upright and stood still, "Yu Daoyou, are you trying to force me to break my oath? Back then, you forced me to swear to protect the Academy!"
Yu Yi was stunned, Shen Gongbao took advantage of his hesitation, wiped his right hand on the black dragon's body, put her away, and disappeared into the air with a movement of his mind.
"Put down the girl!" Yu Yi shouted and chased after him.
Chen Changan hid in the black dragon's blood-soaked soil, and it wasn't until Shen Gongbao walked away that he moved his body and wanted to get out.
The Fantian seal attached to his forehead was willing to spare him easily, and with Wan Jun pressure, he slid into the depths of the muddy water with Chen Changan's body.
The black dragon was hit by Yu Yao's left bone claw and right bone claw, and blood gushed out like a river and poured on Chen Changan's body, and he woke up in a daze.
As a result, he was pressed by the Fantian seal on the door of his head, and he passed out again.
Seeing that Chen Changan was knocked unconscious by Fantianyin, Green Jade Dou hurriedly released Chen Changan and wrapped Xiangfantianyin with all his might.
As soon as Fantianyin came out of the green jade bucket, it turned into a cloud of black light and quickly dived into the ground.
In order to avenge Chen Changan, where he was willing to give up, he also turned into a green light and immediately chased after him.
One bucket and one seal and two rays of light went straight to the ground, and Chen Changan, who was in a coma, also fell deep underground along the passage opened by the second light.
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"Hey, it's comfortable!"
The sun was setting in the west, the cool breeze was blowing, and Ma Biao, who had planted herbs for a day, was lying under a huge pine tree to cool off.
With a click, the branches above his head broke one after another, and Ma Biao jumped up and looked up at the air.
Bang!
Chen Changan, along with the branches, smashed right on his head.
Ma Biao punched Chen Changan out and Zhang Yuyuan, "Damn, it's a death! ”
Eight years ago, Ma Biao and others, as martial arts cultivators of Yanchi College, participated in the freshman competition of the college and won the eighth place for the college, making great contributions.
In order to reward their outstanding performance as a reward for the outstanding performance of their team, Dean Yue Sui Fengyue allowed them to come to the Ninefold Demon Tower to find their own opportunities, but they fell into this small world called "Tianluo".
As a three-story martial arts cultivator, Ma Biao's punch can be described as powerful.
Chen Changan ate his punch, but the person woke up, he rubbed his eyes, and was about to ask, Ma Biao had already strode up, and the muddy water splashed on the road.
"Boy, dare to provoke your grandpa Ma, you are unlucky today!" Ma Biao opened his big hand like a fan and slapped Chen Changan's face.
Chen Changan ran the Nine Palaces Qiankun Technique, and the spiritual power was exported from the dantian and surged to his right arm.
At this time, Ma Biao's big hand had also hit, Chen Changan lowered his body, dodged his slap, and slapped it with a palm.
Rumble!
Hit Ma Biao's chest, he stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, and fixed his body, "Your uncle, it turned out to be a Taoist cultivator!
"Your grandfather's turned out to be an individual cultivator. Chen Changan replied. I don't know what kind of place this is, I met such a bastard here, and I started beating people without saying a word.
Ma Biao squatted and took a step, after his arms contracted, he slowly pushed it out, kicked his right leg on the ground, and the person rushed over again, "Black Tiger Dig Out Heart!"
The big fist of the bowl has not yet hit, and it is already whirring.
Seeing that he was coming quickly, Chen Changan hurriedly moved a step to the side, slapped out his right palm, and imprinted it on his chest, bang!
Ma Biao's fist missed, and he took four steps back.
Chen Changan looked at it, with the same strength and the same palm technique, why did he take four steps back this time? Could it be because his body moved, causing his spiritual power to disperse?
Seeing Ma Biao rushing over again, he didn't move this time, and was ready to resist his punch, and his spiritual power was concentrated in his right palm, and he slapped it out with another palm.
Chen Changan was punched in the chest and took three steps back, and Ma Biao took seven or eight steps back.
Soon, the people working in the fields saw that there was a fight, and they all gathered around.
Ma Biao rubbed his chest and shouted: "The tiger is coming down the mountain!"
Chen Changan also slapped it with one palm, he took three steps back, but Ma Biao took nine steps back.
Again!
Neither of them dodges, you punch me, I slap you.
Under the washing of spiritual power, Chen Changan's meridians became thicker and thicker, and the output of spiritual power became larger and larger.
In the end, Chen Changan did not retreat a step, and Ma Biao retreated to thirteen steps.
Ma Biao's fist hit Chen Changan in the chest, and Chen Changan immediately called the purple smoke of the incense burner to repair it in time, and the pain flashed.
Ma Biao couldn't do it, he was in the palm of his chest at the same position, and after a while, his chest was swollen with a flat finger height.
Your uncle, obviously you will slap this palm, why does the fight hurt more and more?
Ma Biao took a deep breath, concentrated all the strength of his body on his arms, paced over step by step, and when he was still three or four steps away from Chen Changan, he roared, "Shuanglong goes to sea!" Both fists came out and slammed into Chen Changan's chest.
Seeing Ma Biao move his fists, he knew that this blow must be extraordinary, mobilized his spiritual power, condensed it on his right arm, and quickly slapped it with one palm.
Boom!
Boom!
Two loud bangs sounded almost at the same time, and Ma Biao's body swayed away like a kite with a broken string.
Chen Changan was also beaten backwards, sat on the ground with a plop, and got mud from his pants.
Ma Biao was lying on the ground, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest, as if his ribs were about to be inserted into his lungs, and he couldn't breathe.
He stood up with a sigh of relief, and saw Chen Changan also sitting on the ground, his face slightly yellow.
This kid can only have one palm, and he is only a mountain peak cultivation, and his spiritual power storage is definitely limited, as long as I hold on for a while and exhaust his spiritual power, he will not let me rub it!
So he dragged his legs and walked towards Chen Changan.
Chen Chang'an through the fight with Ma Biao, the output of spiritual power is getting faster and faster, and the palm power is becoming bigger and bigger, and Ma Biao's actions are no longer as neat as just now, and he said in his heart: Where to find such a suitable sparring opponent, I have to control some strength, don't beat him to death at once.
Ma Biao rushed up again, still taking a hard-hitting approach, boy, with your small body, I will consume you to death.
Ma Biao roared, "Hungry tiger pounces!"
His hands curled up into tiger claws and grabbed Chen Changan's face.
Chen Changan still had that palm, but this time he collected his strength, and it only took less than seventy percent.
Boom!
Before Ma Biao's hand arrived, his chest had already been palmed, and he took three steps back.
Although Ma Biao failed to hit Chen Chang'an, seeing that his strength had decreased, he only took three steps back, thinking that his idea was correct, and he was overjoyed in his heart, "Black Tiger digs out his heart!"
There were two more bangs, Chen Changan, who only used six points of strength, took a step back, and Ma Biao took three steps back.
Bang bang!
The two stepped back.
Bang bang!
Chen Changan took three steps back, and Ma Biao also took three steps back.
Many of the martial artists present found out that something was wrong, this Chen Changan looked shaky after punching every time, his strength became smaller and smaller, and his spiritual power seemed to be about to be exhausted, but every time Ma Biao rushed over, no matter how fast or slow Ma Biao rushed over, or how strong or weak his strength was, Chen Changan always slapped him back three steps, no more, no less, three steps.
Chen Changan really used Ma Biao as a grinding stone to hone his control over spiritual power. As the control of spiritual power became more and more accurate, Chen Changan became more and more experienced and relaxed, but his face was covered with beads of sweat, and even after being hit by Ma Biao's fist, he groaned from time to time, and even took the time to rub his chest.
Before every punch, Ma Biao believed that this punch would definitely knock him out. Indeed, every time Chen Changan was beaten back by him, even more than himself, to four or five steps. The fact is that he always slaps his face faster, and he uses all the strength to eat milk, and Chen Changan just doesn't fall.
Ma Biao was secretly frightened, if he continued like this, he would fall first.
Ma Biao gasped for a few breaths, forcibly endured the pain in his chest, extracted the last trace of strength in the dantian, and screamed "Bah", success or failure in one move, and stabbed out a punch.
Chen Changan looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes, knowing that he had made a desperate bet, and no longer kept it at the moment, urged the spiritual power, gathered it on his right arm, and slapped it out with one palm.
Boom!
Click!
Ma Biao came and went quickly, and before he got close, he was slapped in the chest by Chen Changan's palm, his chest collapsed, and he fainted in the muddy water.
"Excuse me, what kind of place is this?" Chen Changan asked everyone with his fists clenched.
"Boy, punch me!"
Chen Changan turned around, and a young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist who was exactly the same as Ma Biao pounced and startled him, Ma Biao recovered so quickly?
Take a closer look, it turns out that it is not a person, this one is a little more ruthless than Ma Biao.
Bang, Chen Changan was punched in the chest.
The palm that was swung out was crooked with his body and missed.
Chen Changan took seven or eight steps back, and sat on the ground, "Who are you? Why did you beat me?"
"Don't talk nonsense! You kid is blind and bullied my brother. Ma Leopard looked at Chen Changan, rubbed his hands, and said contemptuously: "But Er'er!"
Ma Leopard's punch can be described as a sneak attack, he saw a move to take the lead, and without waiting for Chen Changan to stand up, he rushed over with a loud shout.
Chen Changan simply sat on the ground, mobilized ten percent of his spiritual power, slapped it out with one palm, and hit Ma Leopard's fist.
Chen Changan slid out a foot, and Ma Leopard took seven or eight steps back.
Ma Leopard's clenched fists trembled slightly, this kid recovered so quickly, when he fought with the eldest brother just now, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, why did this power spring out again after a short period of effort?
Smashed his aching arm, clenched his fists, and threw himself over with a roar, "Boy, give me death!"
Chen Changan stood up a little annoyed, was I really a bully?
Ma Leopard saw that things were not good, and his body was on one side, but his fist still rushed forward.
Chen Changan slapped his left shoulder, and with the same click, Ma Leopard fell out.
Everyone was dumbfounded, did this Chen Changan take the Dalitong Xuan Pill, how did his spiritual power recover so quickly?
A small man with a skinny monkey-like figure sprang out.
"Lu Yunfei, did he actually make a move?" there was a commotion in the crowd.
Lu Yunfei? This name is so familiar! Isn't this the martial artist who represented the academy in the academy competition eight years ago, and when he heard that they disappeared in Nanshan, he actually hid here.
Chen Changan grinned, he had a fight with Ma Biao, and he had some experience, striking while the iron was hot, and it was not bad to consolidate and consolidate on this skinny monkey-like guy.
"Lu Yunfei, comprehend Your Excellency's high moves. Lu Yunfei stood opposite Chen Chang'an and said politely.
Chen Changan said in his heart, this person had a feminine face, not as shameless as the one just now, and attacked from behind, so he reported his name: "Lu Yunfei, aren't you missing......?"
"It's your business!" Lu Yunfei snorted coldly, "Look at the move!"
With a flick of his legs on the ground, he circled around Chen Changan.
Lu Yunfei stared at Chen Changan with two eyes, and finally stopped in front of a small puddle of muddy water. The right fist was clenched and he shouted, "Black Tiger Dig Out the Heart!"
Chen Changan hurriedly used his spiritual power on his right arm, ready to palm at any time.
After Lu Yunfei shouted, he kicked out a leg.
Before his legs arrived, the muddy water was brought up by his feet and pounced on Chen Changan's face first.
Chen Changan hurriedly blocked his eyes with his hand, and the muddy water had already flown in.
At this time, Lu Yunfei really made a move, his left leg was lightly on the ground, and an arrow stepped over.
As soon as Chen Changan took his hand away from his eyes, Qingying was already in front of him, and hurriedly slapped his palm.
The green shadow was short, and it actually passed under the palm wind.
Bang Bang Bang!
Chen Changan was punched four times in the face, although the strength was not large, but it was painful.
"Inch strength, he uses inch strength!" someone shouted.
Chen Changan hurriedly retreated, and received four more punches in the lower abdomen.
Chen Changan only felt that his whole body was about to be broken up, this guy was too fast, it seemed to be a blow, but it was actually two consecutive blows, and the strength of the second time was greater than the first one, and the force was heavy, and it was drilled into the flesh and bones with the strength of the first blow, although there was purple smoke to repair it in time, but the pain could not be repaired, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Changan received four more punches in the chest.
So far, Chen Changan has only slapped one palm, and he missed it, but he has been hit by twelve punches on his body.
Chen Changan stood still, fight, I'll let you fight, as long as I see you clearly, I will slap you with one palm.
Chen Changan gathered his strength, gathered on his right arm, and was just about to palm, when a drop of muddy water dripped down from his left eyebrow and fell onto his eyelids.
Chen Changan wiped his left hand, the spark flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Lu Yunfei, who was beside him, and when he wanted to dodge, it was too late, and he was punched four more times in the ribs.
Every time Lu Yunfei hits, he will quickly retreat, relying on his body as light as a swallow and his speed is agile, taking advantage of the opponent's lack of time to react after being hit, he punches one after another. His punches are strong and not strong, but they hurt his heart, so those who fight with him are often in a situation of being beaten passively. Unless, in terms of strength, he will definitely crush him, otherwise he will only suffer.
Chen Changan hit sixteen punches in a row, especially on the ribs, there was no muscle unloading, and the pain made his face deformed.
Anger rose in his heart, and after condensing his spiritual power, he looked at Lu Yunfei.
Hey, he slowed down this time, although his eyes were looking at his chest, his footsteps and fists were obviously aimed at his lower abdomen.
At that moment, the palm of the hand is slightly pressed down, and a palm is slapped out.
Boom!
Right in the middle of Lu Yunfei's head, his eyes were dark, and he buzzed in the sea, and fell straight down, foaming at the corners of his mouth for a while. Chen Changan looked at his chest, rising and falling slightly, but fainted.
The crowd screamed incessantly.
Lu Yunfei lost? was knocked out by this stranger who called himself Chen Changan?