No one expected that Jiayu was raising the bar with Professor Zheng Zizhen, and he flashed before he finished speaking.

You said that you succeeded in flashing, but just a few steps after running out, you let the big master intercept it, and failed!

Looking at the masters who are not too big to see the excitement, Qi Qi has the idea of laughing.

"That's it, hahaha, he'll kill me......"

"You're happy, Jiayu is dead, it's our turn next, okay, stupid, you ......"

"Oh, too."

"Jiayu, you have to give you strength......"

“……”

Seeing that he couldn't break through the encirclement, Jiayu didn't hesitate at all, and directly picked up the strong unicorn arm at the supersonic speed of Mach 1, and threw the mini beauty snake in his hand directly!

So, the slender little snake with the head of a beautiful cute girl screamed and turned into a bullet and flew out!

"Jiayu, I hate you......"

The aftermath lingers.

Like throwing a slender javelin, the beautiful snake frantically rotated around the central axis, speeding faster than twice the speed of sound, and disappeared in a flash!

With such a fast speed of throwing snakes, Jiayu didn't dare to throw a straight line, and the long snake spinning in the air, with a slender and long, never-ending cable, was actually thrown by Jiayu with a banana ball effect.

If it weren't for the low atmospheric pressure in the temple, the beautiful snake would have been hit by Jiayu with a supersonic explosion effect at this time!

But even if there is not too strong air resistance, turning into a slender strip of "Ancient God", it will be unbearable at this time.

"Ahhh......h Ahhh ”

The screams of the miniature snake were still repeating, and Jiayu was affected by the Doppler effect, and the sound heard was a little sharp and harsh.

In the distance, the masters of the Tianjin outpost listened completely different.

A young man was trembling, "Okay, what a cute voice...... I will be a believer of Lord Nuwa from now on! ”

"Indeed...... Jiayu is a fool, and I don't understand the amorous feelings. ”

The beautiful snake that was spinning extremely quickly turned into a silver lightning bolt, drew a large circle, and brushed along the edge of the circular temple and the farthest stone pillar in an instant!

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

After flying out of more than a thousand meters, its flight speed barely decreased, and it stabbed at the Lost Trace Fist Elite Martial Sect that was crowded together!

In the last 100 meters, the silver shuttle disappeared in an instant!

It only leaves a shiny afterimage in people's eyes, which gradually turns into a black crack in the retina.

After Jiayu threw out the little snake, the speed of running slowed down, at this time, he was no longer panicked, and Professor Zheng Zizhen also ignored Jiayu's existence, slowly turned around, and walked towards the Jingwumen team, step by step.

…………

Seeing the little snake shooting like lightning, the warriors of the Jingwu Sect were a little overwhelmed, and they subconsciously wanted to dodge.

At this time, Liu Zhen's head suddenly came to his heart, calmly stretched out his hand, and spread his palm.

The others looked at the old gentleman very strangely, not knowing what nerves to make.

At the last moment, the silver thread that the little snake turned into exceeded a certain speed limit, and their naked eyes could no longer see the direction of the silver light.

Someone whined, "I'll go, big killer, run......"

Before everyone had time to scatter and flee, Liu Zhen closed his fingers and shook them.

The coordination was simply seamless, and at the moment of exerting his strength, he felt a super high-speed bullet that instantly entered the palm of his hand and stopped steadily.

The little snake thrown by Jiayu was firmly held by Mr. Liu!

This kind of cooperation is 10,000 times more difficult than grabbing bullets with bare hands.

Jiayu threw it too skillfully, and when the little snake appeared in Liu Zhen's hands, its self-rotation had been completely canceled out!

One can see that at the top of the smooth brushed chrome ring-shaped snake body, the small head like the head of an ordinary person is spinning around wildly at this time, and its facial features that are very similar to those of humans are a little confused.

They can even see that this little head like a two-dimensional beautiful girl has eyes that look like a pair of mosquito coils, turning and turning.

At first glance, the evolutionaries fell in love with this little monster flying from afar.

…………

The tide of evolution in the last days is coming, and the backbone of the evolutionary is young people between the ages of fourteen and twenty-eight.

They are a generation that has grown up under the influence of two-dimensional culture.

They don't have much experience of the real society, they like to show off their individuality, hate rules and constraints, and advocate freedom.

Only Jiayu's tomb keepers can maintain strong discipline, and the other sects don't even have the basic understanding of prohibiting orders and obeying commands.

This master, who has always been very strict, suddenly showed such a hand, and the disciples were shocked and let out a cheering voice.

"Good boss!"

"Invincible in the world, the first in the universe!"

"Awesome!"

Liu Zhen, the head of the Jingwu Sect, has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, an old man like him who is in his fifties and almost sixty years old, in the era of evolution, it is difficult to compare with young people, but Liu Zhen has become a well-deserved first master of Jingwumen with his perennial diligent national martial arts skills. The wrinkles on the old man's face are like iron, the silver hair on his head is windless, and the organizers of the expedition issued the best material military uniforms, and the old man dismisses it, even if he enters the dangerous secret realm of Kunlun's void, he is also a chic Tang costume, and he is still dusty.

The old boss held the dizzy "Nuwa" in his hand, and there was a slight hesitation.

He knew that this was a hot potato, and it was only right to hand it over to Yang Fan as soon as possible.

Elder Liu Xuetuo beside him quietly pulled the sleeve of the old master.

Liu Zhen looked back in amazement.

In a deep voice, "Xue Tuo? ”

Liu Xuetuo was anxious, "Uncle, are you going to hand over the ancient gods to Jiayu's gang?" ”

"Yes, with us stragglers, we can't compete with them!"

Liu Xuetuo's face collapsed, "Uncle, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jiayu and they are no longer good, let's hand over this ancient god and hold our thighs tightly, so that there will be people on top, and we will have a hard waist when we promote the martial arts hall!" Haven't we always done this before? A good minister chooses the lord and does things! ”

Liu Zhen was in charge, with a blank expression.

Liu Xuetuo added again, "Master, for the sake of the Jingwu Sect, whether our disciples live or die, it's up to us to do it in one fell swoop!" Those who know the times are junjie! ”

Liu Zhen looked at the little snake pretending to be dead in his hand, looked up at Professor Zheng who was walking from the center of the hall, and felt a shocking murderous aura coming.

Liu Xuetuo shrunk his neck, this guy with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, was a little obscene at this time.

Liu Zhen looked around and saw the dodgy eyes of the disciples.

On the grave guard's position, the young warriors were still holding on, and they did not question Liu Zhen.

On the opposite side of the huge circular temple, Jiayu was rushing wildly, and he made a big circle, shouting as he ran.

"Master Liu, immediately hand over this little thing to Yang Fan, the little thing is here, we can all live, the little thing was snatched away, we all have to die......"

Liu Xuetuo spat fiercely and said, "Alarmist!" Boss, this is our last chance, whether it's a dragon or a worm, I look at it and shudder! ”

Liu Zhen suddenly opened his mouth to the disciples.

"As you all know, the Jingwu Sect is not a long-established sect, and the establishment of the sect only began at the end of the Qing Dynasty. The seventh generation of Lost Trace Boxing, a generation of heroes Huo Yuanjia, after becoming famous all over the world, established the Jingwu Sports Association and the Jingwu Gymnastics School, which is the predecessor of Jingwumen! ”

Elder Liu Xuetuo was puzzled and reminded, "Uncle, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hand over this little thing to Master Zheng!" ”

Liu Zhen ignored it.

"Actually, in the Chinese martial arts world at the end of the Qing Dynasty, Huo Yuanjia's martial arts were not the highest, and the new generation of martial arts such as Ip Man and Huang Feihong had stronger actual combat ability; The elders of the older generation, the last martial saint - Sun Lutang, and the Liuhe Divine Spear - Li Wenshu, they have deep internal strength and their skills are at the peak, which is enough to open the door and establish a faction! ”

The disciples rarely heard the story of the sect in the past.

Liu Zhen usually doesn't talk much, he likes to do things on the ground, he doesn't like to talk about it, at this fateful moment, Zheng Zizhen, the killing god, is slowly coming. The disciples really don't know why the old gentleman in charge of the sect said such a long speech.

Liu Zhen looked at the confused disciples and sighed slightly.

"Huo Yuanjia, the founding patriarch of Jingwumen, is most known as the first martial arts master of the Republic of China, he does not rely on force, but in the face of the country's breaking mountains and rivers, the code of conduct for the country and the people!"

"In the face of the unreasonable challenge of the Russian Hercules, he stood up and strengthened the prestige of our country! Fight with the Orientals and raise our national morale! The creation of the Jingwu Sports Association, the selfless sharing of martial arts genres, and the improvement of the quality of people at that time were all done by chivalrous people! ”

Hearing this, Liu Xuetuo thought to himself, it's bad, the uncle seems to be stupid.

Sure enough, Liu Zhen's voice raised a tone.

"For a long time, the Jingwu Sect has lost its own spirit and spirit! Reduced to a cash cow for the city to generate income, high-ranking officials are called to sell artists, because of the blessing of high-ranking officials and eunuchs, I opened a martial arts gym and brought financing, we can spend all day and wine, we can be complacent! We thought we had succeeded, and we became the representatives of Tianjin's martial arts community, but many people couldn't even remember the boxing path of Yanqing Boxing, the predecessor of Lost Trace Boxing! A sect has no spirit, no faith, this sect is dead! ”

The disciples were pondering.

"Jingwu, aiming to strengthen the country and the people! Take technical attack as the foundation, and martial virtue as the refuge. The spirit of patriotism, self-cultivation, justice, and helping others. Do you remember? ”

Liu Zhen's question was almost shouted out.

The disciples were enthusiastic and shouted in unison.

"Remember!"

After a pause, all the disciples said in unison, "Naiwen Naiwu!" Only the best one! Those who know are not confused! The benevolent don't worry! Brave ...... Don't be afraid! ”

Liu Zhen is well-thought-out and full of pride, the haze of the past has disappeared, and the disciples are also enthusiastic.

He shouted, "All retreat to the grave guards' positions, and we will work together to ......"

As he was chanting, he felt his heart empty!

A long sharp knife has pierced through the chest!

Liu Zhen felt that the strength of his whole body was disappearing.

I heard a familiar voice in my ears and gritted my teeth.

"Call you uncle, I can afford you, I don't want to die yet! You old thing, die quickly! ”

Liu Zhen never thought that his own nephew, Liu Xuetuo, who was inseparable from him, would actually do such a thing at this time.

What he wanted to say.

The little snake that was tightly held in his hand had been pulled away by the person behind him.

He couldn't hold on to it anymore.