Zhuangyuanlang fully demonstrated what it means to "chase the poor man with the remaining bravery", Yu Shatan has just been knocked to the ground with his front foot, and his love silk hind foot is like a prodigal son who has broken into the deep boudoir of a young woman. Eight laser-like whips of divine consciousness, grabbing the opponent's wrists and ankles, forcibly pulled out a large zigzag in the air, ran in the middle of the crotch with one foot, knocked out all the spirit of resistance, took off the multi-eared shoes, jumped up, and shone the wrinkled face of the fire foreman Tuo's painful flesh and face, and opened the bow left and right.

"There's another fly here......"

"There's another fly here......"

There was a clanging in all directions, and the sound of the porridge bowl falling to the ground sounded into a film.

Hundreds of onlookers puffed out their dead fish eyes, grinned widely, and their eyes swirled back and forth on the eight love silks and Zhuang Yuanlang, until the fish sartan's nose was pulled out, and finally a collective soul was revived.

"Stop!" the two old birds, who were also fish characters, were fierce and rushed out.

Almost at the same time, an invisible storm of telekinesis spread like a rumor.

Everyone present, whether it is a new seedling or an old bird, whether it is a soy sauce player or a person who intends to stick a knife in both ribs, all of them involuntarily stiffened.

Chang Kaishen wanted this effect, and with a shake of the love silk, he shook off the flying fish sartan, and the eight wisps of divine consciousness flew through the air, like a target, and the two fish characters who were in a state of hard stun and had no way to dodge were pumped into full peach blossoms. To say that these two benevolent brothers are also bad enough, as soon as they rushed out, they planned to open up the "Lengyan Golden Body" for themselves, but they were interrupted by the mental storm halfway, after all, they are human monks and not demon cultivators who are known for their physique, how can the flesh and blood body in the state of pure naked running be able to withstand such a domineering love silk whip.

Chang Kaishen does things in his own way, and the strength of the love silk is so wonderful, but the slap in the face did not cause much harm to the two seniors. But his performance is extremely clear that if it is a vicious fight between you and you and your life, he has just been fully capable of killing these two fresh lives in an instant!

"The three monks who are double refining qi were actually put down by him one by one!" The old birds who played soy sauce had obviously passed the state of hard stun, but they continued to be hard and straight. At this time, they finally understood a little bit why they had to distribute the elite cave mansion to this black rookie who was not very good.

There are more than 5,000 people in the Maha Wuliang Palace, and there are only eight swordsmen in total!

Ten strands of love silk, spicy and fast mother! So many love threads are about to catch up with the old bird who refines the five layers of qi!

His heart is full of joy, and he said that his ancestor! More than half of the 23 Jindan stage Buddha cultivators in this sect have not yet awakened the eighth sense! Whoever can seize the first opportunity can decide the direction of victory or defeat in life and death! Isn't Aliya consciousness a powerful killer weapon to seize the opportunity!

"Bumper Bumper—"

In the corridor under the eaves of the hall, all the window lattices were smashed almost instantly.

No. 5 or 600 was originally drinking porridge in the dining hall, and the Beatles who didn't know the wind and rain outside, because of the "heart blooming", all of them broke out of the window, and when they saw this situation, and then asked about the cause and effect, more than a dozen monks were suddenly angry from their hearts to the side of the guts, they are all the fish-word monks who are on duty in the hall today, Chang Kaishen beat their list of the same year, which is equivalent to slapping the face of the entire fish-word monks!

Forty-four white-label rookies who were crowded in the crowd and holding porridge bowls were the first to suffer from the fish pond, and were knocked to the ground by a group of wolf-like monks with three fists and two feet, and a ghost crying wolf howl.

Fa Wei and Fa Xiangxue knew that this matter could not be done well today, so they both raised their swords out of their sheaths, and helped the senior brother protect his back with nervous and resolute faces.

The old birds of other generations will not pull down their faces and beat up the three black card newcomers, and they have also flashed their vacancy.

Seeing that more than a dozen monks were about to jump out like crazy tigers, Kaishen Jiang hurriedly raised his palms above his head and patted him, and Huang Feihong put on a false step to show his palms, and the white and handsome jade face immediately appeared with a series of longitudinal and horizontal, scarlet intertwined blood vessels.

"Damn!" a group of old birds were all shocked, no matter how clumsy they were, they could recognize this as the famous suicide secret sword "Mei Yuanli is invincible". I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that this kid was still a swordsman with two secret swords!

"What are you afraid of! Does he dare to really commit suicide!" There was a haired girl with colorful eyebrows and colorful hair color who came out of the crowd from a somersault on the steps, chanted a short and concise incantation as stunned Qing, opened his mouth to make a lion's roar, and angrily shot out a flaming fire finch, which grew when he saw the wind, only the size of an almond at first, and when he flew to Chang Kaishen, it had swelled like a canopy.

"Yu Youwei, you crazy person!" A group of Beatles were so frightened that they were all scared, and they were busy flying and dodging, they were actually not worried that the new pointy-eared handsome guy would exaggerate to the point of playing with essence and blood to explode, and the calm and wise people from head to toe were not like the kind of outlaws who broke the jar and broke it, but as soon as the "Seven Birds from the Fire" with a true yuan equivalent of up to 20 turns shot, it was strange if it didn't detonate "Mei Yuli is incapacitated" - this kid is just an "amateur" who has just entered the industry , I haven't learned any defensive spells yet, how can I eat the spells of the four masters of refining qi just by relying on flesh and blood!

"Ariscu!"

Against the backdrop of the human flesh scene of wolves running and rushing and the chaos of soldiers, Kaishen Sauce whistled as if blowing out a whirling blue Zhenyuan Rotary Blade, which was extremely dangerous and extremely accurate, kissed the fire sparrow that came to her face, and slashed it back with a click, and returned the original wall photo to Yu Youwei.

At this point, you can see where the secret of the secret sword is.

Only one turn of the true yuan of the pearl secret sword, the flute is four or two thousand catties, and the twenty revolutions of the equivalent of "Seven Birds from the Fire" are simply exported back to the domestic market!

Many panicked old birds finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene, and by the way, their views on Chang Kaishen also had a subtle change.

"One of the ten supreme and strongest secret swords, "Returning the Monarch Pearl Twin Tears"?" Yu Youwei, who looked delicate and had colorful moth eyebrows, was also stunned, and when she reacted, the firefinch had already shot in front of her, and patted the treasure bag on her waist, and a pair of wheel bronze cymbals carved with exquisite runes and shining spiritual light appeared out of thin air in her hand.

"Is the reaction quite fast!" Chang Kaishen also patted the treasure bag on his waist, grabbed the silver hoop flying needle given to him by the head of the house, and learned Bruce Lee to play nunchucks like oh oh strange called backhand hand.

"Do you even have a flying needle?" Yu Youwei's face began to become cautious: "It's no wonder, how can you say that he is also a three-talented swordsman, and he broke the secret sword record of the "Carving Dragon Sword Sect" Yang Yinzhi, and it is also appropriate to take it as a treasure." ”

Zhuang Yuanlang slammed the flying needle like an iron rod to the ground, and shrugged his shoulders in a very yuppie style, meaning that you still need to say this.

If someone is such a stinky fart, everyone has to scold a few words Ma doesn't know how long his face is, but looking at the cobwebs and blood lines on his face, he has a kind of domineering that makes people take it for granted.

"Give you three points of color and you really opened a dyeing workshop, what about the three talented swordsmen!" Yu Youwei, who looked very kawaii, was very cute in her speech and demeanor, and she made an ironic expression on her chest that I was afraid of, and sneered: "For monks, the three secret swords are just equivalent to three more spells...... " She picked up three fingers disdainfully, and waved them back and forth: "The spells of the Poor Nun Society are not only three." ”

"What a three-talented swordsman!" Fa Xiangxue and Fa Wei came out from behind Kaishen Sauce and waved their fists childishly: "Our senior brother is the Nine Palace Sword Hero who has refreshed the historical record of Little Buddha Continent!"

As soon as they heard this, the old birds jumped up and down as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

But Yu Youwei's face moved slightly, and she still didn't buy it: "What's wrong with the Nine Palace Sword Master? Isn't it equivalent to adding nine spells! I have learned more than nine spells!"

"Eldest sister, don't listen to their fierce blowing!" The two fish-character old birds who had just been slapped in the face picked up the unconscious fish sartan, gritted their teeth and pouted Yu Youwei beside him: "This product is just two turns of the true yuan, don't say the Nine Palaces, the Nine Hundred Palaces Sword Hao is also the life of the princess's maid." ”

How can the account be calculated like this! Many old birds with scaly armor on their bellies secretly shook their heads, this is the unprecedented Nine Palace Swordsman in our Maha Infinite Palace and even the Little Buddha Continent Cultivation Realm, I don't know how precious it is. If you are smart, you will accept a small lesson when you see it, don't make a big fuss, and if you make a big fuss, you will definitely eat and hang.

"Senior Brother Yu, why don't you all take a step back and stop here......"

"That's the end of your size!" Yu Youwei glared, pointing to the fish sartan with shoe prints on her cheeks, and the few peacemakers who came up to play the round retreated: "We are not easy to bully!"

"What you said is that our French characters are fish on the chopping board?" Chang Kaishen buffed himself with a double agility of a scattered flower flying fairy, just in case.

"I didn't bully you, remember clearly, I'm going to teach you a lesson. ”

Chang Kaishen was furious when he heard this.

If the other party said it well, he wouldn't mind apologizing softly verbally, and everyone would go down the slope and get off the donkey. But she wants to be hard, and Zhuang Yuanlang will never rub sand in his eyes.

The first strike is strong, and the last strike suffers!

A telekinetic storm swept silently in all directions, Kaishen-chan shot towards Yu Youwei like a spear, and the flying needle slashed out a sword arc in the air, smashing the opponent's Liuyang Leader.

Level 3 Stone Strike Realm!

The true element equivalent is not large, five turns!

However, with a tenfold critical hit, this Stone Strike Secret Sword is actually equivalent to the powerful damage of fifty turns of spells!

Who said that Zhuang Yuanlang only has one turn of true yuan left?

Yes, he only saved two turns of True Yuan last night, but he is not only a monk who cultivates the "Many Heart Sutra", he is also a sectarian Qi refiner who cultivates the "Mixed Yuan One Qigong"!

In his sea of crimson qi, he had a full twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven true yuan!