The weekend's breath was running, and his mouth responded, "Guess?"

Looking at the breath of the weekend infinitely approaching the realm of a half-step grandmaster, Cheng Kun's eyes froze, unexpectedly, but there was no surprise on his face, and said, "Since you don't say it, then leave your life behind." ”

After all, it also runs the internal force, and the breath is so strong that it surpasses the weekend.

Secretly frightened on the weekend, Cheng Kun's cultivation was a half-step grandmaster's realm.

This kind of cultivation, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, in addition to Zhang Sanfeng's old monsters, how many people are there to beat?

However, with such cultivation, why bother lurking behind the scenes?

Wrong!

Could it be that something happened in it?

The weekend was puzzled, in the original book, Cheng Kun's martial arts were world-famous, but it was definitely not a half-step grandmaster.

Otherwise, with his hatred of Mingjiao, he would have shot head-on a long time ago.

The light right envoy of the Ming Sect, the four great Dharma kings, and the cultivation of the strongest people may not have the realm of a half-step grandmaster.

In addition, Mingjiao is now like a plate of scattered sand, and Cheng Kun can completely break it one by one.

A cautious sentence is by no means a reasonable reason.

Don't let him think about it, Cheng Kun has already made a move.

"The world has shifted. ”

As soon as this remark fell, the weekend was relieved.

It turned out that the direction of the plot had changed, and Cheng Kun should have returned to the secret room of Mingjiao again and explored the secret of sheepskin.

Cheng Kun's offensive came very quickly, and before he had time to dodge the weekend, it was approaching.

It's so fast, it's frightening.

On the weekend, you can only raise your hand and run with all your strength to fight against it.

'Bang'

The palms of the two collided.

'Boom'

Like a bomb exploding, the entire attic collapsed in an instant.

The power of the weekend was transferred by the great shift of Qiankun, but the power of Cheng Kun made the weekend bear it completely, forcing his body to retreat, and the arm that collided with it was numb and weak.

It seems that it still needs to be opened.

I secretly said in my heart, and the weekend controlled my consciousness, entered the system page, and opened the plug-in.

2/3

The aura of the weekend surged wildly, breaking through the realm of a half-step grandmaster.

Cheng Kun walked out of the dust, looking at the weekend where his cultivation was instantly improved, and he still smiled in his mouth: "I can't imagine that there is such a secret method, if I hadn't moved the Qiankun Great Shift to the fifth layer, I might not be able to take you!"

Then, the two collided again.

Cheng Kun's martial arts are quite mixed, and he is good at mixed yuan gong, thunderbolt boxing, phantom yin finger, Jiuyang gong, plus the great shift of Qiankun, it is not an exaggeration to call him a martial arts master.

And on the weekend, he is also good at all the martial arts of the Wudang faction, and the Jiuyang True Scripture.

The fists and feet went back and forth, and the battle between the two was like a fight between the gods, and the people of the palace all retreated, and the attic also fell in pieces.

For a while, no one could help anyone.

After a while, the two of them, knowing that ordinary physical attacks were difficult to defeat, separated.

Staring at each other, a monstrous aura condensed from the two of them to the hands of the two.

It's like the ultimate move in the game.

Cheng Kun didn't know who it was on the weekend, but he could feel the intensity of the murderous intent towards him.

With his nature, this kind of person will never be left behind.

On weekends, in order to complete the task and survive, you can only kill him.

In the system page, the inventory was found on the weekend, and there, there was a martial art obtained by lottery.

(Eighteen Palms of the Dragon)

The internal force consumed by this martial art only needs to be thirty percent of the normal one, and at that time, you can rely on the remaining strength to catch Kun off guard on the weekend.

As if they had discussed, the two of them approached each other together, and the killing in their hands bloomed at the same time.

'Boom'

The full blow turned into a shock wave, overturning most of the attic of the palace, forcing everyone to retreat far away.

The two people who were fighting, their bodies also retreated in unison in the shock wave, constantly defusing the killing momentum.

When the aftermath dissipated, Cheng Kun, who still had a little strength left, looked at the opposite side.

Such a blow.

He concluded that the weekend would definitely not end up as well as him.

However, in the early hours of the morning, he found no trace of the weekend.

"Don't look for it, I'm here. ”

The sound of a slight wheezing over the weekend came from behind him.

Cheng Kun turned around in shock, only to see the weekend's palm attack.

That killing momentum, just like at the peak, made Cheng Kun, who raised his hand to resist, desperate?

'Bang'

'Click'

Cheng Kun's hand bones didn't know how many knots he had broken, and he didn't figure out why it was until the weekend's palm slammed into his chest?

(from Cheng Kun Hatred +1000)

Cheng Kun fell with hatred, and the weekend found a sheepskin from him and placed it in the inventory of the system space.

Immediately, he looked at the king of Ruyang in the distance.

This look shocked King Ruyang's heart and made him a little sluggish.

As a result, there are almost no more available martial arts masters around him.

The rest of the officers and soldiers were even more shocked, but they still did not retreat to protect the king of Ruyang behind them.

Unexpectedly, the king of Ruyang pushed away the guards and walked towards the weekend, showing the style of a general: "Mr. Zhou, I think, you should not be from the imperial court. ”

Weekend opened his mouth, but he felt that it was not right, so he smiled and said, "Guess?"

With that, the figure was pulled up and disappeared into the forest.

He wanted to say a few tall pretentious words, but he felt as if there were no suitable lines.

Then he wanted to preach to King Ruyang, there is no need to suppress the martial arts factions like this, beware of backfire.

But if you want to say that, King Ruyang may be even more violent.

So, it's better not to say anything.

Leave a little mystery and let King Ruyang guess slowly.

Knowing everything, there is a direction, even if you have scruples, you will think that it is better to do things absolutely.

I can't see anything clearly, so I have some scruples and I don't know where to start!

In the system page of consciousness, the progress of the task has reached a complete level.

100%

So, on the weekend, I came to a big river dozens of miles away.

'Woohoo Blaoo'

In the early morning sun, the weekend when Zhang Cuishan's appearance was restored was photographed more than a dozen times in a row, the palm prints bloomed, and the river surface exploded high like a fountain, which was extremely spectacular.

He was about to leave, and he wanted to have another good time, so that he could remember the feeling of being a peerless master.

[Is the master cool enough?]

Weekend let out a breath and said, "Can I finally go back?"

It's not easy to finally succeed in the task of someone else's father!

It's like traveling back in time, and when his vision stabilizes over the weekend, he is back in his small room.

Weekend hurriedly came to the mirror, looked at himself who had not changed much, and hurriedly asked the system: "The task is complete, can you give me the medicine to treat brain cancer?"

[Yes, it needs to be redeemed with 10,000 points.] 】

"Ten thousand points?" Weekend held back his impending outburst of anger and entered the system page.

Total points: 18060

The completion of the task rewarded him with 10,000 points.

In the upper left corner, there is an additional icon.

1/100

The weekend that had no time to take care of it was worried about the pill in his heart, and he urged indifferently: "Exchange it." ”

The total points were directly reduced by 10,000, and a shining elixir appeared out of thin air.

Covering his nose on the weekend, he almost wanted to gag, and complained in his mouth: "Are all the pills produced by your family so smelly?"

PS: The second dad, whose dad should I be?