[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Holding a cigarette in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. 【Burning Library (7764)】Chen Junjie hung Erlang standing on the high platform, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

It looks like a bad beating!

Feng Li looked at Chen Junjie with a smile, and stepped aside with an almost flattering smile. was called a kid and said that he "can't do it", and a man will not have a good face. However, in order to succeed in his scheme, he still "had a good temper" and stepped aside.

The uproar of the audience suddenly fell silent. They all want to see what kind of performance Chen Junjie will have.

Although the name of the Great Witch Gate Emperor has long been extremely loud in the Heavenly Realm. But there are not many people who really know him and understand him, and very few people know that he has already gotten a glimpse of some time laws because of the reincarnation of yin and yang.

Therefore, they are still looking forward to whether Chen Junjie can apply the law of time. It's just that most people don't think much of him.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Chen Junjie was not in a hurry at all. As if he hadn't woken up yet, he was slumped and spitting mist, and what was even worse was that he was still yawning and sleepy.

After a cigarette, Chen Junjie simply yawned and sat down holding the Sky Devouring Sword. Burning another cigarette and continuing to swallow the clouds, he also took out a bottle of military wine and blew it on the bottle.

Everyone looked at each other, and then there was an uproar.

Wang Fangsheng didn't know that the master also had a glimpse of the law of time, so he touched Yuan Wenyao's arm with some concern, and asked softly, "Master, is the master trying to recruit?"

Yuan Wenyao pouted angrily and said, "He deliberately let his idle eggs hurt!"

Wang Fangsheng couldn't figure out Yuan Wenyao's words, but he didn't ask any more questions. He is still more confident in his master.

"If you don't have that ability, don't be embarrassed on it. Get down!"

Half an hour later, a very loud voice sounded like thunder in the noisy crowd.

The person who shouted was an elder of the Fuquan Gate. His cultivation in the late stage of the Great Perfection Realm was only half a step away from breaking through. It is also an existence that has refined his arms to the top of the eighth rank of the god rank. Once he broke through to the realm of the early stage of the Nine Immortals, he would presumably advance his arms to the level of the god-level nine-rank magic weapon at the same time.

Emperor Jiedi of the Great Witch Gate is very famous in the heavenly realm, but he does not have a high reputation in Fengli. Chen Junjie's lazy performance on stage made everyone extremely unhappy, and even Wan Mier muttered in his heart: Could it be that Emperor Jie really didn't have a glimpse of the law of time?

As we all know, it is rare for someone to get a glimpse of the law of time before surviving the catastrophe of life and death and cultivating to become a great achievement.

Wang Fangsheng glared at the elder of the Fuquan Gate with dissatisfaction. Looking down on the master made him feel more angry than looking down on himself. As long as Chen Junjie gave a look, he would immediately rush over and beat the goods into a pig's head.

"Yes, Jiedi, you better come down. ”

"Come down!"

Someone took the lead, and the crowd began to shout.

Chen Junjie glanced at the Elder of the Fuquan Sect with sleepy eyes, and sneered: "If you look for death yourself, you can't blame me." ”

As he spoke, he stood up with his sword, still looking lazy.

The Taiwanese were still clamoring, shouting for Chen Junjie to get off the high platform and not delay everyone's time.

"Okay, okay, I'll come down now!" Chen Junjie yawned. I saw him swing the Sky Devouring Sword very casually. No one noticed that the black thunder mark on his forehead flashed rapidly.

Everyone only saw the Sky Devouring Sword flash and turn into a streamer of light and burrow into Chen Junjie's body. But no one noticed that a round of dragon Taiji disk in the sky loomed in the sky, enveloping the underneath.

In the next second, Chen Junjie suddenly disappeared from the high platform.

Before everyone could react to what was going on, Chen Junjie's figure appeared on the high platform again. His raised right hand pinched the elder of the Fufist Gate, "I didn't find out you yesterday, don't think that I didn't find out that you are an Asura!"

"What a speed!"

"Third Elder!"

Everyone was shocked! or looked at the high platform in horror, or opened their mouths wide and said nothing in shock. Only a few people shouted.

"Jiedi, presumptuous!"

Gou Jiaren, the Great Elder of the Fuquan Sect, was furious, and jumped up like a fire burning his buttocks, roaring angrily and flying straight to the high platform.

Gou Jiaren clenched his fists tightly in the middle of the flight, making a bone explosion sound of click, click, click, click.

"Get out!" Chen Junjie broke off with a shout, and with a flash of red light on his right arm, the three elders who were holding it flew out with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, Chen Junjie jumped forward, smashed his right fist and slammed it directly at Gou Jiaren, who was flying in the air.

Gou Jiaren's eyes were angry and fierce, and his right fist blasted out to meet Chen Junjie's fist. The best thing he is at is hand-to-hand combat, and his fists and arms have long been practiced to the level of a god-level nine-rank magic weapon.

Chen Junjie is harder than his fists, and in his opinion, it is self-defeating.

Yesterday, Wang Fangsheng smashed Fu Rensong's Divine Rank Eight Rank Glaive Broadsword with one punch, and that was because he had a fist magic weapon. Anyone with a bit of eyesight can see it.

However, at this time, Chen Junjie faced the enemy with bare fists, and there was no magic weapon like boxing gloves at all.

Looking at the entire heavenly realm, it is really unprecedented to be able to compare with Gou Jiaren's fists. Even Gou Huainan, the master of the Fuquan Gate, can't do it.

"Emperor Jie is reckless!" Feng Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was very optimistic about Chen Junjie.

"Amitabha!" "Zen Master Huawu is also extremely optimistic about Chen Junjie.

In the eyes of many masters, Gou Jiaren is definitely better than Chen Junjie in terms of strength. But whoever has a hard fist, Jiedi will lose everything.

In short, everyone is extremely unoptimistic about Chen Junjie. Including his chief disciple Wang Fangsheng.

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Fangsheng secretly regretted that he did not lend his Lei Yang gloves to his master to use.

Yuan Wenyao also secretly scolded Chen Junjie for being reckless in his heart, and said in his heart: Isn't it possible to overwhelm the heroes and shock all directions with a sword to death, why bother to compare fists?

The two fists collided together, Chen Junjie smiled coldly and fled to the high platform as lightly as a big wing.

"Ahh

Two screams of pain were uttered at the same time, almost in equal order. They are the Great Elder and the Third Elder of the Fuquan Sect.

At that moment just now, everyone's attention was all focused on Gou Jiaren and Chen Junjie, and they didn't care about the situation of the three elders at all.

They all thought that Chen Junjie abandoned the three elders in order to meet Gou Jiaren. At this time, they heard him let out a scream of pain, and some people followed the sound to see that his whole body was burning with a raging fire with red and blue.

The three elders turned into a burning man, flicking his long snake tail amid the screams of "ahhhhh Everyone was shocked to find that he was actually an Asura.

Wow, wow, wow!

Gou Jiaren screamed in pain, and fell heavily to the ground, stepping on more than ten pieces of bluestone in the retreat to stabilize his body. And his hanging right arm was trembling slightly, "Impossible, this can't be!"

He didn't believe that the Third Elder was an Asura clan, and he didn't believe that Chen Junjie's fists were even harder than his own.

Chen Junjie sneered: "Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe me, we're in Bibi with a left fist!"

A disciple from Fuquan Gate jumped forward to support Gou Jiaren, whose face was as white as paper, but he shook his shoulders and shook it open, "Get out!"

At the same time, the three elders' cries of pain stopped, and a humanoid fireball fell heavily on the bluestone ground, making a "bang" explosion.

"Woe comes from the mouth. If you don't make a sound, I won't notice you. ”

Chen Junjie looked indifferently at the three elders who were still burning, and shook his head slightly. Just now, he had already been imprisoned when he was pinching the other party's neck, and he even set his whole body on fire with the samadhi true fire when he was shocking him.

Originally, Chen Junjie was still a little jealous of Gou Jiaren's pair of fists. At the moment when he made a move, he thought that sooner or later he would have to compete with the fist gate, so he came to compare the hardness of the fist with the opponent without doing anything.

Chen Junjie's whole body had already reached the strength of the sixth rank of the god rank. He even hid the Absolute Realm and the Golden Armor Dragon Pattern Armor under the skin of his right fist. Combining strong and strong, his right fist reached an indestructible hardness.

Not only that, but he also demonized only his right arm on a whim. I didn't expect it to be a real success. Since then, he has been able to demonize only part of his body as he pleases, and his skin will not turn red gold.

In short, the strength of Chen Junjie's right fist just now definitely exceeded the level of the god-level nine-rank magic weapon. In this way, Gou Jiaren's fist is not enough to see.

Gou Jiaren glared at Chen Junjie, gritted his teeth and burst out two words, "Emperor Jie!"

"I'm not your father, don't keep calling me. ”

Chen Junjie glared back at Gou Jiaren angrily, "If you don't accept it, you can come up, let's compare again." ”

Feng Li flew down and landed in front of Gou Jiaren, "Elder Gou, please focus on the overall situation!"

Gou Jiaren shook his hand angrily, turned around and sat back in the camp of the Fuquan Gate, and secretly used the exercises to heal his wounds. His right arm was still aching, and he couldn't figure out how Chen Junjie's fist could be so hard.

"Ahh

Someone pointed to the high platform and exclaimed.

I saw that on the high platform, two Chen Junjie appeared sitting and standing.

The one standing had a cold smile on his face, but the one sitting was listless, his head drooping, and he was there to swallow clouds and drink wine.

"Oh my God, the laws of time!"

"It's the law of time!"

Again exclaimed. It was only then that they remembered that Chen Junjie had been competing in Fengli for his comprehension of the law of time.

Chen Junjie, who was standing, looked at Feng Li with provocative eyes.

Time passed, and a scene from the previous scene was repeated on the high platform. From sitting there Chen Junjie smoking and drinking to getting up with his sword, the calculation time was more than ten minutes.

And Feng Li only made the time phantom reappear for a few seconds before, which can be described as a flash in the pan compared to Chen Junjie.

"Brother Weiwu, I love you to death. Hmmm!" Yuan Wenyao clapped her hands and cheered, and threw Chen Junjie a flying kiss.

Who will win and who will lose? It is obvious to all.

Feng Li was ashamed of himself by clenching his fists, "It's still Emperor Jie's clever means." ”

Chen Junjie didn't have a bird, looked at the Zen master and said, "The big bald head has come to your Xiguang Temple." Don't talk to me about the Buddhist scriptures. It's more practical than it's realistic. ”

Yuan Wenyao coerced and lured him to keep it in mind. For her sake, he must fight for the position of leader of the alliance.

"Amitabha, Jie Di rest assured. ”

The Zen Master of Huawu put his hands together and bowed slightly, "Eighteen Protector Temple Arhats!"

Dangdang!

The melodious bell sounded in the temple, and the Arhats of the Eighteen Protectors of the Temple flashed away, all holding golden sticks to surround Chen Junjie in the center.

Chen Junjie couldn't help wrinkling his head. These eighteen temples are all exquisitely cultivated, and all of them have reached the realm of the early stage of the ninth century. And they all have pure Dharma Qi in their bodies.

With one enemy and eighteen, Chen Junjie is also lacking in confidence without causing a robbery.

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