"Senior Brother Sword is really far-sighted!" the disciples of the Five Xuanmen said in admiration. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, their admiration, that is from the heart. The fact that the pure little sword carved the six-character pretending to be a true word was enough to convince them. Coupled with the strength of the pure little sword at the last moment.

They can't be convinced.

However, there are always some exceptions in the crowd.

For example, Song Shaoshu, the genius of Nanxuanmen, still has an indifferent face at the moment, it seems that the crisis just now did not set off the slightest wave in his heart, and it seems that the rest of his life after the catastrophe did not make him feel much excitement.

He looked at this devastated world indifferently, silently, as if he was the king of the world. Gao Leng and handsome temperament, when everyone cheered and applauded for the pure little sword, it stood out from the crowd.

Chun Xiaojian saw this guy who was almost cuckolded by him (Chun Xiaojian) at first sight, and he glanced at the genius young man who stood out in the crowd, the popular idol of Nanxuanmen-Song Shaoshu.

Looking at him, Chun Xiaojian couldn't help frowning. I thought that this guy's fiancée was kicked by himself, and he still had the face to live, and this bastard's dedication to life was almost better than that of the emperor?

Thinking of this, Chun Xiaojian said loudly at Song Shaoshu: "You demon animal, who asked you to follow the emperor?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"Demon animals, how can there be demon animals?"

"Could it be that another monster has killed you?"

The group of disciples couldn't help but panic. However, when they followed the gaze of the pure little sword, the hearts that had just been suspended immediately relaxed, and then they all closed their mouths in recognition.

The grievances between Chun Xiaojian and Song Shaoshu are well understood by those present.

Shangguan Weiwei, who was standing behind Song Shaoshu, turned pale and wanted to say something, but when she saw that Chun Xiaojian didn't pay any attention to her, she finally closed her mouth after all.

"Pure little sword, you... Don't deceive people too much!"

"I, Song Shaoshu, was ordered to be in danger, and I was entrusted by the masters of the Five Xuanmen to escort a group of young disciples down the mountain, and it was naturally smooth to follow them. ”

"Ordered in danger?" Chun Xiaojian sneered, "Okay, now that the emperor has taken back his order, my people will protect me, so ...... You can get out!"

"You... You ......" Song Shaoshu's face turned blue with anger.

"Brother Xiaojian, don't be like this, have you forgotten your father's instructions, just let him go with us!" Yue Xin'er ran over at this time and persuaded softly.

In the face of the dissuasion of the beauty, the pure little sword obviously has no resistance. Well, in fact, he was mainly afraid that Song Shaoshu would jump over the wall and beat him again.

Today's pure small sword is a waste of firewood, and it is estimated that any one of them can knock him down.

But none of these mortals had the guts!

This is the difference between a man and an emperor. If it's the emperor, don't care about him 3721, **** a wave of cool first.

"Okay, since the little junior sister has interceded with you, then the emperor will forgive your sins. ”

"So as long as you ...... Call the emperor father, and the emperor will let you go with me, and let you bathe in the glory of God!"

"Okay, shout, the Emperor's divine light is limited. ”

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Pure little sword, don't you think!" Song Shaoshu's face was pale, like a lion with a fried hair, but Tie Qing's face showed that he was almost extremely angry in his heart at the moment.

When Chun Xiaojian heard this, he was immediately annoyed. This bastard who robbed people's girlfriends dared to use their famous sayings of Great China, which is a naked defilement of my Chinese nation.

In order to maintain the sanctity and purity of my Chinese culture, Chun Xiaojian felt that it was time for him to show the hideousness of God.

"You demon animal, the demon sea is endless, but you still insist on going your own way, it seems that this emperor should do the right thing for the heavens, for the people of the world, and accept your ignorant demon beast!!"

Pure Xiaojian's expression was cold, his hands were gathered in front of his chest, and he shouted:

"Eighteen palms of the dragon - Kang, dragon, yes, regret!"

Seeing that the pure little sword was powerful again, the other people of the Wuxuanmen became nervous in an instant, they knew that under the palm of Senior Brother Sword, Song Shaoshu would be disabled if he was not dead.

"Brother Xiaojian, don't...."Yue Xin'er hurriedly shouted, her pretty face full of eagerness. She didn't want to see the tragic self-harm of her classmates.

However, it was already too late, and the ruthless palm of the pure small sword had already been struck, and the overwhelming palm wind carried the dragon chant that pierced the sky, and went straight to Song Shaoshu.

Song Shaoshu was shocked, and his handsome face was full of despair.

"Bang!!"

There was a sudden explosion, and the eighteen palms of the pure small sword smashed into Song Shaoshu's body.

The surging fist seemed to sweep the entire sky, and even the clouds on the horizon were a little dimmed. Hit by this heavy blow, Song Shaoshu collapsed to the ground with a buttocks, his face was full of horror, and then he let out a "poof" sound, and directly squirted out several mouthfuls of hot blood.

Song Shaoshu looked at the terrifying white "blood", and his black pupils couldn't help shrinking.

This... This seems to be saliva!

Well, in fact, the above scene is just the intention of the people of the Five Xuanmen. In fact, the palm of the pure small sword is very ordinary, and the ordinary one is almost the same as the palm of an ordinary person.

There is no momentum to curb the clouds, there is no overwhelming fist strength, a simple and unpretentious palm, the pure small sword is not even useful for Xuan Li, just use the strength of the body to hit it at will.

As for why Song Shaoshu sat there directly, and another mouthful of "blood" spurted out, this ...... This pure little sword is also unknown.

Could it be that the emperor's casual blow was really so powerful? Thinking of this, the pure small sword slapped himself lightly on him.

"Uh... Well, it's still the same weakness, it seems that the emperor is thinking too much. Pure Xiaojian sighed in disappointment.

However, seeing that Song Shaoshu still looked frightened, the scum wind of pure Xiaojian was surging again.

Another palm:

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon - Fly, Dragon, In, Heaven!"

"Eighteen palms of the dragon - dive, dragon, don't, use!"

“... of-

“... - Battle, Dragon, In, Wild!"

“... - God, Dragon, Pendulum, Tail!"

“.... of...."

So, on top of this black and desolate ruins, a white and pure young man stood there like this, with a serious little face, facing Song Shaoshu's chest, stretching out his palm, then withdrawing it, stretching it out again, and then withdrawing it, the same action was repeated over and over again, but every time it made Song Shaoshu's expression have a kind of fear of death!

(This picture is very sensitive, you can fantasize about it.) ）

Ling Fox Bear and the others were already stunned, in their opinion, the pure small sword was obviously the same in every palm, but why did it have so many names?

"The palm is unpretentious, but it hides a mystery and is infinitely powerful......"

"I understand, I understand, Senior Brother Jian, this is the realm of returning to the basics!" Ling Fox Bear shouted in surprise as if he had discovered a new continent.

"What, back to basics?" everyone was shocked. "Back to the realm of truth, that is the highest realm of fantasy cultivation, it is said that since the war of annihilation, no one in this world has reached this realm, Senior Brother Xiaojian has really reached it!!"

The disciples of the Five Xuanmen suddenly boiled, and suddenly felt that there was hope for the revival of the Xuanxuan.

Chun Xiaojian was also stunned at the moment, he couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out, he obviously didn't use his strength, so he used some strength to pretend to be forced when he shouted. But why did Song Shaoshu have an expression of dying every time he slapped him, and he would spit blood... Uh, well, spit.

However, where does Pure Xiaojian understand that sometimes, the strength of the human psyche is more powerful than the physical strength. Otherwise, how could there be so many people scared to death in history.

After all, the pure small sword left an indelible shadow on Song Shaoshu before, and now with the same attack, Song Shaoshu was not scared to death, which already shows that Song Shaoshu's spirit is strong.

"Whew..."Pure Xiaojian seemed to be tired of playing, panting, and was about to stop, but well, Pure Xiaojian's delicate face appeared again in the last class, and a silver smile appeared.

"Monkey steals peaches!"

Between the lightning and fire, Song Shaoshu's body trembled suddenly, and finally he couldn't help but cry out.

"Damn, pee!!"

Feeling the wet touch coming from his hand, Chun Xiaojian couldn't help but curse in a low voice with black lines on his face.

This waste was actually frightened by his own weakened version of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent.

"Brother Xiaojian, how are you... How do you..."

Yue Xin'er had already run over, and when she saw the embarrassed Song Shaoshu, Yue Xin'er couldn't help but sigh angrily.

Chun Xiaojian smiled: "Little junior sister, although rest assured, this emperor has always been virtuous. Just now, he has used a little magic to transform this demon beast, and when he wakes up, everyone can get along with him at ease. ”

"He... Isn't he dead?" Looking at Song Shaoshu like that, anyone would think he was dead.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, this emperor, only degree, not kill!"

Seeing the scum point that had risen again for a while, Chun Xiaojian laughed comfortably.

.....

On the way back, the stupid big man was carrying the starry sky disaster beast in his left hand, but his right hand was constantly scribbling on his body, and the pure little sword was a little puzzled: "Hey, Dasha, what are you writing blindly?"

"Teacher, I think the back-to-basics palm technique you just used is superb, so I want to record them, and I want to find the trick to becoming stronger in the teacher's words and deeds. ”

Pure Xiaojian was stunned. Is it the weakened version of the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent just now?

"By the way, teacher, what is the name of the palm you won in the end? I didn't hear the teacher shouting just now. ”

"The last palm, is the dragon swinging its tail?" replied Chun Xiaojian.

"It's not this palm, it's the next palm, it's the nineteenth palm!"

"Nineteen palms?" Jun Xiaojian froze, "You mean... Monkeys steal peaches!!"

"Yes, that's it. At that time, I saw that after the teacher made this move, the demon beast's face was pale, his whole body was convulsed and weak, his muscles were bruised, and he was in extreme pain. ”

"Therefore, the disciple believes that the teacher's move must be extremely powerful, causing unbearable heavy damage to the enemy!"

"Teacher, teach the disciple this trick!"

The stupid big man knelt there with a flutter, his words were sincere, and he looked like he was eager to seek the truth, and Chun Xiaojian almost couldn't bear it for a while and agreed.

"Thou shalt not teach, taught!"

"Teacher, teach me!"

"Apprentice, it's not that the teacher is stingy and doesn't want to teach you, but this trick... It's unteachable!"

The scum is as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to turn back once you enter this road.

Disciple, as long as you have a conscience as a teacher, you will never be ruined...

The scum point of the pure small sword, swishing up at the moment!

PS: Happy Singles' Day, everyone!!(Although the sky can't be happy.) ）