Li Er fed Chen Ping'an for the last time, which was very different.

Li Er let Chen Ping'an do his best, he could do whatever it takes, and try to see how to support him for a longer time under his fist.

Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, he was the bottleneck of the six realms of martial arts, but Li Er was the true of the ten realms of martial arts, even if he was unscrupulous, what was the point?

Li Er said with a smile: "My punch this time will be measured, and it will only interrupt the connection of your many means, in short, you just have to shoot." You should be fighting against a great enemy of life and death, and the opponent relies on the realm of you too much, so he despises you, and at the same time does not know your current roots, and only regards you as a pure martial artist with a good foundation, and only wants to exhaust your pure true qi first, and then slowly torture and kill to vent his anger. ”

Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled, the implication of his words, did he mean that he could use any tricks, yin damages, and tricks in addition to punching?

Li Er didn't explain more, "Don't be careful, otherwise it will make me think that you dare to despise your mortal enemy, my last punch will allow you to cough up blood on the bed in Lion Peak for half a year." ”

Li Er turned around and went to the ferry, leaving Chen Ping'an at the door of the thatched hut.

Li Er held the bamboo artemisia in his hand, stood at the end of the boat, and began to hold his breath and concentrate. After half a burnt incense, Chen Ping'an walked to the ferry.

Li Er glanced at it and couldn't help but smile.

The young man was barefoot and rolled up his trousers, but he didn't roll up his sleeves.

I didn't forget to carry the sword immortal from the Fu family in the old dragon city.

Li Er nodded and said, "Board the ship." ”

In an instant, Li second-hand bamboo artemisia split his head, and Chen Ping'an, who had already twisted the square inch charm in his sleeve, had disappeared out of thin air, stepped on the stone wall of the Xianfu Cave waterway, and bounced off with the momentum, several round-trips, and was already instantly away from the boat, one person, and one bamboo artemisia.

When Chen Ping'an landed on the water, hunched over and stepped on the water, slid out, pressed the water with one hand, brought a ripple, and one suddenly stopped, the two walls of the soil charm and the cross-flow charm in the water, the spirit of the talisman exploded suddenly, Chen Ping'an's wrist twisted slightly, and there was an extra short knife in his right hand, which was engraved with the word morning dew, and the other twilight that had not yet appeared, all taken from the assassin of Cutting Deer Mountain.

The front end of the bamboo artemisia seems to have landed, but it has not really touched the ground, and instead of splitting a ravine on the ground, the Gang Qi has not even raised the slightest dust, which is the fist intent of a martial arts master to retract and release, and it has reached the realm of doing whatever he wants.

In front of the boat, the water surface swelled, the gravel splashed wildly, and there was a green shirt, with a galloping figure, rushing straight in a line, holding a knife in both hands.

Li Er put away the bamboo artemisia, turned his head to look, and said with a smile: "The bells and whistles are quite scary." ”

Li Eryi casually poked the bamboo artemisia, the boat under his feet slowly moved forward, Chen Ping'an turned his head to avoid the bamboo artemisia, and twisted the square inch charm in his left sleeve, and disappeared in a flash.

Li Er's palm of the bamboo artemisia was loosened, and he held it again, neither turned around, nor turned his head, the bamboo artemisia poked back, and Chen Ping'an, who appeared behind him, was directly poked in the chest and slammed into the bottom of the water, if it wasn't for Chen Ping'an's slight sideways, it was just that the green shirt was torn, revealing a touch of blood and white bones, otherwise Li Er, who said that he was a "light enemy" and "had a measured shot", it is estimated that this bamboo artemisia could be directly nailed into Chen Ping'an's chest.

The boat under Li Er's feet continued to move forward slowly, there was no need to support Artemisia at all, the pure martial arts of the Ten Realms was Li Er's so-called "full of spirit, people are perfect", once he showed his true spirit, Li Er could casually cover the entire waterway with fist intent.

Li Er smiled, okay, even if your kid has a geographical advantage, he actually used dozens of water talismans in one bite, and exploded at the same time, which can barely be regarded as overturning the river and the sea.

Li Er gently clenched the bamboo artemisia, buzzing, and the anger was shaken, one person and one boat, and continued to move forward, not fast, not slow, dripping water not close to people and boats.

Li Eryi stomped his feet, and there was a muffled thunder under the water, Li Erxiao was surprised, and he didn't care about Chen Ping'an at the bottom of the water, he came to the bow of the boat from the stern, glanced at the wall in the distance, and the boat under his feet was like an arrow, and a bamboo artemisia smashed it.

The yin god who quietly traveled out of the body hid on the wall early with the ghost axe palace stele talisman, and many of them were blindfolded before.

I never thought that I would still be easily seen through by Li Er.

The yin god had to avoid the powerful and heavy bamboo artemisia, this move, it showed his true body, it was a young man in white with a folding fan at his waist, even if he fled a little embarrassed, he still had a smile, his body was ethereal, like a fairy on the mountain, when he left the stone wall, Chen Ping'an Yin God pinched the sword trick with two fingers, and swept out a snow-white sword light from the center of his eyebrows, which was the first flying sword of the natal object that had not been completely refined, although it was not the natal flying sword of the sword cultivation, but after sharpening the blade of the sword with the dragon slashing platform along the way, it reappeared in the world, and it was like a rainbow.

Li Er's bamboo artemisia still hadn't touched the stone wall before, his arm was slightly bent, he collected the bamboo artemisia, and beat the flying sword Chu Yi to tremble, crashing into the stone wall, but it was just an ordinary bamboo artemisia with fist intent, and it was not damaged at all.

Li Er smiled: "Still coming?"

A sharp flying sword with the atmosphere of a sword immortal stabbed at Li Er's vest from behind.

Li Er didn't care at all, he had abundant fist intent like the protection of the gods, and he was the most indestructible armor in the world.

Li Er sighed, "Just hate the imitation sword created by Sword Mountain?"

Because the menacing flying sword was casually bounced away by the fist intent.

The third fastest flying sword swept straight towards the back of Li Er's head.

At the same time, the first flying sword with a sword light like a white rainbow wanted to be entangled in close quarters again.

Li Er was also a little helpless, "This is a little annoying." ”

Li Er let go of the bamboo artemisia and disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, he grabbed three flying swords in his hand, and brilliant sparks splashed in the palm of his hand.

When Li Er returned to the boat, the bamboo artemisia was like hovering in the air, and it didn't fall at all, it was really Li Eryi's return too fast.

Li Er imprisoned three flying swords with one hand, pressed the palm of one hand against one end of the bamboo artemisia, and pushed it heavily, and the boat under his feet shook lightly.

The bamboo artemisia flew away at a slight inclination, directly piercing Chen Ping'an's abdomen and nailing it to the bottom of the water.

Li Er shot ruthlessly.

Chen Ping'an's response was even more ferocious.

The palm of his hand slapped the bottom of the water heavily, as if he had pulled out the bamboo artemisia with his whole person, and with the help of the square inch charm, he disappeared in an instant.

Li Er smiled, didn't beat the water dog, and said okay, you have to be contemptuous.

Chen Ping'an is a little good, he doesn't know the pain, or in other words, before he dies, he will shoot very steadily.

Some so-called martial arts geniuses, the more seriously injured, the more brave they become, but it is inevitable that there will be some sequelae, not after the war, but in the war, belonging to the fist in exchange for combat power, if the two sides are killed, the realm is equivalent, this kind of person can certainly live to the end, because pure martial arts, can not only have the courage of blood and blood, the anger of the horseman, but if there is no at all, you should not take the road of martial arts. But once the realm of the two sides is slightly widened, there are pros and cons to such actions, and perhaps the best result is to succeed and exchange life with the stronger.

Martial artists fight, it seems boring and boring, each of them is injured and divides life and death, there are not many means, but in fact, there are mysteries everywhere, and boxing is interesting.

Especially after entering the ten realms, the sky is high and the earth is wide, there are great wonders, and the scenery is endless.

Song Changjing is ambitious, the pattern is big, for the purity of martial arts, you can give up the country, abandon the dragon chair, the weight of obsession, far better than ordinary grandmasters, what you want to do is to teach those immortals on the top of the mountain, walk down the mountain, and kowtow to him Song Changjing.

Therefore, it is vigorous.

Li Er thinks that in this heavy realm, he has indeed lost a lot to Song Changjing.

After the pure martial arts reach the top, you can have thousands of fists, different martial courages, in fact, there are only two ways to go, one road, such as the flat blessed land, a fist intent, vast, vast, and respectful. A path, like an immortal opening up a cave, is easier to return to the truth, and there is no road under his feet, so he continues to volley to a high place. It's not that Li Er doesn't want to walk around more in the prosperous realm, it's just that his own heart is dictated, and his fist intent is pure enough.

Drinking and chatting with Chen Ping'an before, Li Er heard that there is a wonderful person named Zhu Yong in Luoluo Mountain, nicknamed the martial madman, who fights with people, and will share life and death, but on weekdays, his temperament is as light as an immortal.

Chen Ping'an thought a lot, thought around, and rarely said anything, mentioning Zhu Yong, but said that Zhu Yong was the most pure martial artist who would not go mad.

Li Er felt that Zhu Yong must be an unborn genius.

A genius in the eyes of a martial artist of the Ten Realms.

In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can meet Zhu Yong for a while.

Li Er put away the bamboo artemisia, threw away three flying swords casually, and continued to hold the boat slowly.

The previous shot was a little heavier, this simple man felt a little guilty, and then dealt with the elusive and colorful Chen Ping'an, so he deliberately collected his fists and two pounds, one of which only hit Chen Ping'an into the stone wall, but did not change the bamboo artemisia in his hand and pierce the other party's stomach.

Li Er has always felt that there are really not too many tricks in practicing martial arts, and he is diligent and diligent in refining his physique, but it is just the word hardship.

It's similar to the farmer taking care of the field, but the harvest of the crop depends on God's face, and how far the martial artist can go when he practices boxing depends on himself.

Li Er turned his head to look and saw a strange scene.

Chen Ping'an put on a golden robe, and then covered a black robe with a hundred eyes gluttonous, this is not enough, even the snowflake robe of the greasy city ghosts, and the very fancy Caique Mansion

The robes were all worn together, and it was also thanks to the fact that after the small refining of the robes in the world, they could follow the monk's mind and change slightly, but the original green shirt, plus these four robes, could it not look bloated?

But this choice is not wrong.

If he wears a robe from the beginning, with Chen Ping'an's current martial arts realm, it will delay the flow of fist intent, and he may be slow to shoot, which is a change of life and death.

Now that he is seriously injured, he will talk about it.

After all, you can carry an extra punch or two.

Li Er stopped the boat next to the water mirror and climbed onto the mirror in the middle of the lake with bamboo artemisia in his hand.

Li Er looked at the entrance of the waterway of the cave.

There's a bit of movement.

In the distance, Chen Ping'an stood on the surface of the water with his sword on his back, without the magic power of water, nor did he use any immortal water method, his feet did not move, and he still moved forward slowly.

Li Er looked at Chen Ping'an's feet.

After a while, Chen Ping'an suddenly rose taller.

It turned out that he was stepping on a turquoise behemoth under his feet, which was a dragon.

This water dragon is a well-deserved monk water method, the body of the dragon, with the slush charm as the base, and then as many as more than 100 pieces of the river cross-flow charm as the keel, closely connected, it seems to be used a little, as if as this strange but spectacular "talisman" The spirit of Fu Guts is the two high-quality refining recipes that the fire dragon real person wants Chen Ping'an to scrutinize, the recipe for refining the three mountains, and the immortal praying for rain tablet in Biyou Palace, should not just be used as a means of refining, so at this time, the backbone of the dragon, such as two ropes entwined with each other, is becoming more and more compact and tough, one is the mountain refining method, the other is the water refining method, and then the true meaning of the school dragon boxing is the finishing touch, faintly, the young man's feet of this Jiaolong, there is a mountain of soil, wind and rain of the immortal family atmosphere.

Think about everything in the world.

In the end, Chen Ping'an created this behemoth.

Chen Ping'an habitually holds a knife in his right hand.

In fact, he is left-handed.

The dragon under his feet slammed into Li Er's side of the water mirror, and everywhere he went, there were huge waves.

Li Er tugged at the corners of his mouth, and gently touched the ground with the end of the bamboo artemisia, "Flower shelf, it's not going to work." ”

Li Eryi jumped up lightly, picked up the bamboo artemisia, and smashed the ground with a rod, even if the dragon was still dozens of feet away from the water mirror, it was still cut in two by Gangqi, but he continued to rush forward by inertia.

Li Eryi's bamboo artemisia swept out, Chen Ping'an, who appeared on the side of Li Er's left hand on the mirror, suddenly lowered his head, and his body seemed to fall to the ground, but a figure twisted, dodging the sweeping bamboo artemisia wrapped in wind and thunder, Chen Ping'an faced the bamboo artemisia that disappeared in a flash, his big sleeves flipped over, and three flying swords were swept out from the three tricks, one hurriedly stepped on the ground, the short knife in his right hand, stabbed Li Er's heart, and the second short knife quietly slipped out of his left sleeve.

Li Er didn't look at the three flying swords at all, and kicked Chen Ping'an in the chest, and the latter slipped out more than ten feet, his knees slightly bent, his toes twisted the ground, and he increased the force, so as not to let go of the short knives in both hands.

With a shake of his shoulders, he suddenly stood still, and shook back the remnants of Li Erquangang in his chest.

In the end, it was the man who wore the four robes.

Li Er said: "I told you a long time ago, the martial arts style of fist embroidery will only think of punching the master to death, and the master will not fight, just a moment." ”

Li Er casually threw the bamboo artemisia, and it didn't enter the mirror for more than a foot.

The little interesting dragon had just re-condensed on the mirror surface, and when it poked the bamboo artemisia like this, it fell apart again, and many talismans that had already broken out of cracks were completely turned into powder.

Chen Ping'an began to move.

Li Er then changed his trajectory a little, and still happened to appear in front of Chen Ping'an, and hit the latter with a knee that made the latter rise into the air, Li Er seemed to move forward slowly, came to Chen Ping'an's side, and handed out a punch, hitting Chen Ping'an, who was really stagnant and his robe sounded with a cracking sound, fell into the lake dozens of zhang away, like a stone hitting the water, and then slid out seven or eight zhang away on the lake.

Li Er began to run wildly, stepping on every step around his feet, the aura of the lake was shattered, and he rushed straight to the place where Chen Ping'an fell into the water.

The figure suddenly moved sideways, and Li Er hit Chen Ping'an's chest with his shoulder.

Chen Ping'an was smashed in the heart by a hammer, and the yin god traveled far away, with a natural and strange boxing method, it seems to draw arcs and slow, arcs and arcs are born together, almost round, but in fact it is dazzling, it directly helped Chen Ping'an to remove most of the boxing, and when Chen Ping'an stabilized his body, the yin god returned to his body and completed it in one go.

Li Er didn't chase and nodded, that's right.

Otherwise, practicing martial arts and cultivating the Tao will only make the matter of cultivation and hinder the ascent of martial arts, and the two will always conflict, which is a mistake and harming people.

This time, Li Er's boxing, what to do is to let Chen Ping'an find the balance point of the mystery and the mystery, people who practice martial arts can not be taken away by the fist intent, since they are already the practitioners, let alone deep in their hearts, they must feel that their fist intent is not pure, people who practice martial arts, just with two fists are enough, but it does not mean that everything is ignored, the real grandmaster, there should be the atmosphere of ten thousand laws in the body, all out of my hand.

The human body is a small world, I am God.

What can't be managed, what can't be managed?

Now that Chen Ping'an has taken the first step in the right direction.

Li Er relaxed and punched.

The punch is not heavy, but it is faster.

Don't give Chen Ping'an a chance to spin around.

My generation of martial artists, my generation of martial artists, fight against me Li Er, and forge the avenue, then you kid have to come up with something that no martial artist in the world has!

Yes.

Just eat a few more punches.

No.

Just lie down and recuperate!

On the other side of the ferry, Li Liu walked on the waterway, looking at the traces of the fight, and as for the movement on the side of the water mirror, she didn't need to look at it, she was clear.

In the long years in the past, Li Liu was no stranger to pure martial arts, he had died at the hands of the Ten Realms martial arts, and he had also killed the Ten Realms martial arts with his own hands.

The Nine Realms on the top of the mountain in the world, the Ten Realms of the Realm of Martial Arts, and Gu You, who do not accept disciples like Gu You, are a minority after all.

If you want to learn from his father, there are many martial arts masters who boil the disciple's physique, but unfortunately there are also disciples who can bear it, some people can't bear it, some people are not good at heart, of course, more, or neither of them helps, there are no predecessors willing to support, Even dragging, you are not allowed to enter the hall, you can't step through the threshold, and some seem to have broken the realm, in fact, it is to feed the boxer, and the true law has been lost by passing the boxing, and the disciple has passed the threshold, but it is like a broken arm and a few legs, and the heart mirror has made a subtle and imperceptible flaw, so once you reach the eighth and ninth realms, all kinds of hidden dangers will be revealed.

When Li Liu reached the end of the waterway in the cave, he did not continue to move forward, and began to turn around and take a walk.

Li Liu arrived at the ferry, on the edge of the mountain and water prohibition of this immortal cave, looking at the distant scenery outside the Lion Peak.

Li Liu faintly noticed a hint of vision.

Raise your gaze and look out into the sky.

The Confucian Seventy-two Confucian Confucian Temples are dedicated to the sages, and they have been the most pitiful existence since ancient times.

There is no life or death, there are many rules, year after year, looking at the world, it is absolutely not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the world.

Li Liuyi landed in the Northwest Continent, and as the master of the sect at the peak of the Immortal Realm, he once chatted with a Confucian sage who sat in the sky above the territory of the Northwest Continent at the Tianmu of Liuxia Continent.

In the eyes of these sages who are like a boat in the void but remain silent, just like ordinary people on the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains and rivers under their feet, even if it is them, after all, their vision is exhausted, and they will not see the real picture, but if it is the ancient magic power of watching the mountains and rivers in the palm of the hand, it is the jade pendant inscription on the body of a man in the market, and a certain woman is full of green silk mixed with a white hair, which can also be seen in detail, and it can be seen in full view.

It's just such a miraculous power, after seeing the world for thousands of years, there will finally be a day when I get tired of it.

What's more, their duty is to supervise the cultivation places of those Flying Ascension Realm Great Cultivators, as well as all the Upper Five Realm monks, and they must also have a good idea of it, so as not to cause harm to the world by cultivators.

Those great monks who were in the blessed land of the cave heavens, if they left the small world, they would be like a particularly eye-catching lamp lit, like the ordinary masters on the top of the mountain could see it, and naturally they would be immediately noticed and stared at by the sages sitting in the canopy. If there is any disrespect, the sages will stop it. If everything is in order, there is no need for them to show up.

At that time, the Confucian sage who had a few words with Li Liu finally said with a smile that his greatest distraction was to go to a certain country, a certain state, a certain county, and a township inscription standing at the head of a village, and see what subtle changes on the stone tablet that did not matter to the world every ten years.

Li Liu was speechless.

The sages are lonely.

The world doesn't know.

About an hour later, Li Liu, who was wandering thousands of miles, put away his thoughts and turned his head with a smile.

Someone propped up the boat and went back, it was Chen Ping'an, who was a little miserable.

Li Er sat on the boat and said, "This breath must be held first, and you have to survive until those martial arts reach Lion Peak, otherwise you won't be able to do that." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Li Er asked, "I really don't regret it?" Li Liuxing may know some strange methods and can stay for a while. ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "No." Shaking the mountain boxing is created by Gu You's predecessors in Beiju Luzhou, during the journey, the predecessors taught me three punches, and finally the predecessors even if they died, they still want to give me martial arts. So no regrets. ”

Li Er stopped talking.

When the two of them arrived at the ferry, Li Liu smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Chen, the martial arts and cultivation path have broken the mirror." ”

Chen Ping'an grinned, he had deliberately suppressed his true qi and aura before, but with this slight move, he immediately broke his skills, and his face became bloody again.

Chen Ping'an walked past the mountain and water prohibition at the entrance of the cave, clenched his fists lightly, and looked up.

On the Lion Peak in the clear sky, a sea of golden clouds suddenly condensed, and then rain fell from the sky, wisps of silk, slowly falling, extremely slowly.

Chen Ping'an said softly: "The first day of junior high school, the fifteenth." ”

The two flying swords swept out, disappeared in a flash, and hovered high in front of Chen Ping'an, like two steps.

Wearing a green shirt and carrying a fairy sword, he began to climb high and run, stepping on the steps of two flying swords, and ascending to the sky step by step.

Dozens of zhang away from the golden sea of clouds and Wuyun Ganlin, he suddenly stopped, and Chen Ping'an's fist was turbulent, like a god in the sky, and he punched high in the style of cloud steaming Daze.

After a punch, the sea of clouds and Gan Lin were both repulsed, and they were scattered in Beiju Luzhou.

The exhausted Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, bent over and panted, his vision was blurred, he still turned his head to look south, and laughed softly: "Senior Gu, I didn't dare to tell you at the beginning, there are people in the bamboo building in my hometown, saying that our mountain-shaking boxing is full of earthy smell, not how, and the fist intent is fundamental, and it is okay." This punch I just threw was passed on to me by him. Gu senior, please rest assured, I was not convinced back then, when I return to my hometown this time, I must fight with him, now that it is a golden body, how can I take two more punches, I can say two more words. ”