On the high platform in the center of the lake, a woman in colorful clothes made of yellow paper talismans fell to the ground, looking around, her eyebrows and eyes were smart, looking forward to conveying her spirits, where is she a puppet dead thing, it is clear that she is a big living person.

The old fairy standing on the edge of the high platform, under the eyes of everyone, took out a small pastel porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened the cork, threw it to the center of the high platform, rolled down at the feet of the woman in colorful clothes, after a moment of silence, there was a melodious sound of the piano from the porcelain bottle, it was like a master of the piano was present to stroke the qin, if there was a master, you can hear the sound of the piano to open the fingers at a slow angle, and the woman in the color dress with the sound of the piano, slowly stretched her body, long sleeves such as colorful clouds.

The sound of the piano paused, and the woman in colorful clothes stopped her body and maintained a playful posture with her feet crossed.

The pink embroidered shoe stood on tiptoe slightly, like a small lotus showing its sharp corners.

After that, the sound of the piano changed from slow to fast, and the dance of the beauty accelerated, and the waist twisted like the wind.

When the sound of the piano became noisy and cut, like a large handful of beads poured into the jade plate,

The old fairy smiled slightly, suddenly raised two sleeves, each big sleeve floated out of four yellow paper talismans, after the landing of the green smoke, the woman in colorful clothes shrouded in it, everyone only heard the sound of the piano more and more urgent, but did not see the beauty figure, they were a little anxious, more and more expectant.

In an instant, the sound of the piano suddenly rose high, like a silver bottle bursting.

At that moment, I saw that in the ethereal smoke, there were eight young women in white clothes, who appeared quickly and quickly without warning, with the woman in colorful clothes as the center, jumping out in all directions, holding a long sword, at the same time, those women in white with a sword with a light body, all let out a shout, similar to the strange sound of the ancient barbarians sacrificing to the gods, but instead of damaging their demeanor, they gave birth to a unique momentum of women who did not let their eyebrows go.

In the Linhu Water Pavilion, the middle-aged military general who led the troops stationed near Rouge County, his eyes lit up, and he was very surprised, he was originally invited to come here, just because of the situation, but after seeing this scene with his own eyes, he couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "A good iron horse is prominent! Especially a few women rushing forward with swords, there is such momentum, it is not easy." ”

Lord Liu, the county guard, stroked his beard and smiled, nodded and agreed: "It's really good." ”

After that, the sound of the piano became more and more straight into the sky, like spring thunder rolling in the sea of clouds, and the eight sword-wielding white-clothed girls always surrounded the color-clothed woman in the center, spinning rapidly, out of the sword like a rainbow, and the color-clothed woman deliberately slowed down the speed of tossing and turning, and the sword-wielding girl who was as fast as thunder, formed a sharp contrast, and many times the sword-wielding girl leaned back to the sword, and the tip of the sword was only more than an inch away from the woman in the colorful clothes, which was really dangerous and dangerous, and the woman in the colorful clothes was always smiling like a flower.

The picture of the high platform in the middle of the lake has both the beauty of flowing clouds and water, and the thrilling charm.

The old fairy smiled slightly, and said softly: "Accept!"

When the figure of the girl on the high platform was as fast as a frightening wave, a large area of brilliant snow-white sword light splashed out in all directions, reflecting on the faces of the lakeside spectators from time to time, and many people were so frightened that they hurriedly covered their faces. Then at this moment, when the old fairy said the word "receive",

The eight white-clothed girls suddenly stopped, turned into yellow paper talismans, hovering in the air, the old fairy beckoned, and the yellow paper swept back into the old fairy's big sleeves, like swallows returning to the nest.

The woman in colorful clothes bent down to pick up the porcelain vase, walked slowly, handed it to the old fairy in person, and smiled at the main seat of the water pavilion, which was exactly the same as the girl in white, and turned into a piece of yellow paper with rough runes, which was carefully hidden in the sleeve by the old fairy.

The hand of the old immortal who came from afar shocked all the rich people who came to join in the fun on the spot, and made some local "immortal masters" who were previously provocative really not have the cheekiness to applaud.

The young Taoist priest bypassed the county guard in the middle and asked softly, "Brother Xu, do you see the details? Is it a demon or a monster? Anyway, my listening to the demon bell is not moving." ”

The bearded man turned a deaf ear, rubbed his chin and muttered, "One of the white-clothed girls with moles on the corners of her mouth doesn't seem to be inferior to the woman in colorful clothes. ”

Liu Gaohua was immersed in the shock of his heart, and said to himself: "It's really powerful, no wonder there are always people who want to visit the immortals in the reading penbook, if I learn this fairy technique, where do I need to go to the Qinglou to drink flower wine in the future." ”

The bearded man came back to his senses and asked the young Taoist priest, "Chen Ping'an hasn't come back yet, won't he fall into the pit?"

The young Taoist priest said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an has no interest in these, maybe he will secretly run to practice boxing." ”

The bearded man nodded, and said thoughtfully: "This kind of thing that spoils the scenery, Chen Ping'an will definitely do it." In fact, I turned around and asked Mr. Liu to invite us to go to the rouge gouache nest to keep Chen Ping'an next time he encountered such a good thing, and he couldn't wait to squat on the edge of the high platform in the middle of the lake. ”

Liu Gaohua said: "Xu Daxia, I am so poor that my family is surrounded by walls, the situation in my house, you don't see it, in the past, there were occasional wind and snow, and I was also pulled by friends, to say something ugly, at the beginning, the girls still thought that I was the son of the county guard, and was willing to say a few words of flattery, and took the initiative to give me a hug, and then everyone scolded me behind my back for being an iron rooster who did not pull out a hair, but I didn't show my face. ”

The bearded man teased: "What a good official eunuch, he is like a bird like you, and it is also your Liu Gaohua's ability." What's the matter, I have no interest in studying, I can't inherit my father's business, and I can't pull my son to make money, and in the end, I don't rely on both ends, so I just travel all day long, and I don't do my job?"

Liu Gaohua's face was gloomy, and he laughed at himself: "If it weren't for me being the only seedling in the family, my father would still think that I would inherit the incense, otherwise I would have died in the ancient mansion, and he would have written a manuscript of the sacrifice of the famous Shilin, the text must have been written with blood and tears, but in fact, the relationship between father and son is like that." ”

The bearded man peeled a citrus orange and handed it half to Liu Gaohua, without saying anything comforting.

In the peaceful years when food and clothing are worry-free, young people will feel that everything is unsatisfactory.

When the real thing comes, you will know all the misfortunes before, which is also a blessing.

The young Taoist priest was a little worried about Chen Ping'an, so he wanted to get up and look for it, but the corridor was already crowded with people, and the water was impassable, so he had to give up.

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When he arrived at a secluded place, Chen Ping'an stood under the wall, seven or eight steps away from the outer wall of the house, and stopped walking.

The black-clothed young man squatted on the wall, his eyes were playful, he looked at Chen Ping'an, and said in the authentic Longquan dialect: "I used to be by the stream, and I couldn't see the depth of your fist intent, but now I look back, the one in the fairy tomb, I really fought carelessly, and I didn't lose too unjustly." ”

Hear the local sound in other places.

But Chen Ping'an was not happy at all.

This guy is Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane, who was accepted as a disciple by Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ancestral courts of the Aquarius Soldiers.

At that time, in the Immortal Tomb, Ma Kuxuan was bent on killing the two of them, and deliberately accumulated strength, hoping to solve both him and Ning Yao in one go, but Chen Ping'an seized the opportunity and almost killed this guy with the skirt knife temporarily borrowed by Ning Yao. It's just that the masters of Zhenwu Mountain intervened to stop it at that time, and Chen Ping'an failed to succeed.

Ma Kuxuan held a handful of salted soybeans in his hand, threw them into his mouth one by one, and ate them with relish.

He was originally in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was worried that this guy from Mud Bottle Lane would die or become a mortal master who was not worth mentioning, so the revenge of the Immortal Tomb would be very boring in the future. For more than a year, he followed the second master to Zhenwu Mountain to practice, and after going up the mountain, he was out of the limelight, and he didn't dare to say that he was famous for moving a continent, and there were dozens of countries around Zhenwu Mountain, who didn't know that Zhenwu Mountain had a genius who had not been seen in a hundred years, and he was born?

In just one year, he broke through the three realms, and now it is the peak of the fifth realm, which scares individuals to death.

On Zhenwu Mountain, in the battle of the same realm, there were sixteen fights of all sizes, and he and his horse Kuxuan had no defeat.

It's a pity that this trip down the mountain to seek revenge, happy revenge, can barely be counted, but still failed to break through the bottleneck of the five realms and enter the middle five realms in one fell swoop, so Ma Kuxuan's mood is not very good, let the master who accompanied him down the mountain go back to the mountain first, he said to scatter his mind on the rivers and lakes, find a few masters of the three realms of qi refining to practice, and see if he can borrow the stones of other mountains to attack jade and successfully break through the realm. But even if he didn't use the many magic weapons from the rewards, rewards, and gambling wins of Zhenwu Mountain, Ma Kuxuan walked all over the mountains and rivers of five or six small countries alone, and he didn't find a veritable grandmaster, most of them were martial artists in the four realms and five realms, and he couldn't stand his punches at all.

Ma Kuxuan ate the handful of salted soybeans, and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, looking at your appearance, are you determined to take the path of pure martial arts?" In fact, it doesn't matter, if you are lucky, the martial arts of the Six Realms will be able to make our Dali look at it, and when the time comes, you Chen Ping'an will be regarded as a glorious ancestor." ”

Chen Ping'an asked bluntly, "Are you coming to me?" or are you passing by?"

Ma Kuxuan seemed to hear a big joke, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and after finally stopping the laughter, he threw the only remaining soybeans into his mouth and sneered: "Just passing by, you Chen Ping'an also take yourself too seriously." What about me, because I heard that there is an unborn sword god in Caiyi country, who has been hidden in the mountains and forests for 30 years, everyone says that he is a swordsman, more powerful than the gods on the mountain, what has no sword in his hand, there is a sword in his heart, he is very powerful, I spent a lot of effort to find him, but he was reluctant to make a move, saying that he had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, and I was angry to death, looking for him for more than half a month, how could there be a word to send me away, but no matter how I shot, he just retreated without fighting, blindly escaped, even if I caught up with him and punched him to death, I also lost my original intention of finding someone to learn, I thought of a way, to find his descendants on the rivers and lakes, carrying two heads to find this sword god, he was finally willing to fight with me. It's just a martial artist of the Five Realms who uses a sword, how can he be worthy of the word 'sword god', don't you say, Chen Ping'an?"

Ma Kuxuan is on Zhenwu Mountain, in fact, he is silent, by no means such a talkative character, except for the occasional understanding, or breaking through the realm to improve, he went out to find someone to catch and fight, and the rest of the time has been in retreat and penance, except for the nominal master, not to mention, Zhenwu Mountain is only to feed him boxing and teach the ancestor of the true meaning of the soldiers, there are two, one is the sect arrangement of Zhenwu Mountain, and the other is to add Ma Kuxuan's blue eyes, take the initiative to appear, and regard Ma Kuxuan as the inheritor of his own mantle.

Ma Kuxuan himself didn't know why he wanted to speak in front of his peers in Mud Bottle Lane, of course, after saying what he wanted to say, there were more important things to do.

Like another fight!

Since Ma Kuxuan climbed the mountain, he made an oath that the battle in the same realm, whether it is with a qi practitioner or a pure martial artist, must win, the lower five realms without suspense are like this, the upcoming middle five realms should also be like this, and the upper five realms will be even more so in the future!

So Chen Ping'an, a young man in his hometown, is a small knot in his heart, the cultivation of the soldiers, this knot is far from nothing, but disgusting people, of course Ma Kuxuan is not happy in his heart, he can kill all sides on the Zhenwu Mountain where the gods are gathered, and he actually lost to a little mud leg who knows how to do martial arts?

Chen Ping'an asked, "When we meet, are we going to fight?"

Ma Kuxuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, even if it's the Three Realms against the Three Realms, and I don't bully you Chen Ping'an, but for the sake of my fellow villagers, I will still try to stop my hands and try not to accidentally kill you." Even if you are injured and disabled tonight, in the years to come, when I step by step to the top of the Five Realms, the battle of the Immortal Tomb will be enough to make you proud, but I will advise you here first, you can be complacent in your heart, if it leaks out, I hear a little rumor, but I will not be polite to you. ”

Ma Kuxuan looked down at the peer below with a calm look, faintly unhappy in his heart, yo, he also learned to pretend to be calm, it seems that this time he went out on a long trip, all the way to this colorful country, he still has some experience, Ma Kuxuan still has a smile on his face, and told himself to beat him down with a few punches later, and this kid will know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Ma Kuxuan was just about to get up and jump off the wall, but Chen Ping'an had already said, "Go outside to fight." ”

Ma Kuxuan, who was squatting on the wall, leaned back, and disappeared, as if he had fallen on the street outside the wall.

Chen Ping'an looked around, then on tiptoe, swept the wall, and saw Ma Kuxuan slowly walking on the empty street, hooking his finger at himself.

When Chen Ping'an's feet stepped on the street, Ma Kuxuan took it with one hand, scratched his head with the other, glanced at the sword box behind Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "You can use weapons casually, not because you take advantage." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't say a word, and "slowly" walked forward with the six-step pile of Shaking Mountain Boxing.

The depth of the water must be silent.

The same is true of the martial arts fist intent. The spirit is introverted, back to the basics, and the fist is the truth.

Although Ma Kuxuan seemed to speak frivolously, he had always regarded Chen Ping'an as a frog at the bottom of the well, but when he really dive down and officially met the enemy, the momentum of the young man in black changed completely, one hand clenched his fist against his abdomen, and the other hand spread out his palm behind him, clenched his fist, and habitually poked his fingertips lightly in the palm of his hand.

The two sides are more than ten steps apart.

"It's not enough to just have fist intent, you're too slow!"

Ma Kuxuan suddenly stepped out, the street surface of the sole of the shoe, vibrated slightly, and the strength penetrated very deeply, but there was no sign of dispersion to the surroundings, and the black-clothed young man came to Chen Ping'an in an instant, and punched his head with his right hand.

Chen Ping'an handed out both hands at the same time, tilted his head, slapped off Ma Kuxuan's right fist with his left hand, held the opponent's tricky oblique hook with one hand, and leaned forward at the same time, slamming into Ma Kuxuan's face with his left elbow.

I never thought that Ma Kuxuan raised his knees, suddenly popped out a leg, blocked Chen Ping'an's forward momentum, and leaned back, taking advantage of the situation to open the distance between the two sides, and dodging the elbow blow, but at the moment when Ma Kuxuan was about to explode an inch, this kick gave him a strong kick, I am afraid that it will really be broken, walking the rivers and lakes for a while, challenging the Quartet Grandmaster, even if it is a martial artist of the Five Realms, once he is hit by Ma Kuxuan, a soldier who is still a pure martial artist, whether it is a punch or a kick, he will almost vomit out several taels of blood.

But Ma Kuxuan failed to succeed, and found that Chen Ping'an's right hand grabbed his leg first, and he fell out at once.

Ma Kuxuan's whole body quickly changed his posture in the air, and finally his feet stepped on the wall, and even his body was level with the street, maintaining a treacherous posture, walking forward, as if walking on the ground.

Chen Ping'an walked "side by side" with him, did not pursue, and slammed his fists into Ma Kuxuan's head.

didn't use a few boxing techniques taught by the old man surnamed Cui in the bamboo building.

The first time I tried it, both sides didn't know the real details, so the first shot was more about accumulating strength, and more about weighing the opponent's catties, rather than doing my best, and fighting wide open and close as soon as I came up, Chen Ping'an was so cautious, it was not surprising, but Ma Kuxuan had seen the scenery on the mountain in Zhenwu Mountain, and he had also learned the strength of the martial arts master in the rivers and lakes, and he was still so conservative, it was a little interesting, it was obvious that Ma Kuxuan treated Chen Ping'an, the only one who won him, and deep down, he had an indescribable jealousy.

Here it comes!

The wall was stepped on by Ma Kuxuan out of two potholes.

The black-clothed young man shot like a sharp arrow, Chen Ping'an sank into the Dan Room with a breath of true air, drew an arc with one foot, slid lightly backwards, and then suddenly exerted force, bang, the street at his feet was dusty, and the ground touched by straw sandals was even more shattered.

Ma Kuxuan's punch was like a torrential rain, Chen Ping'an fought and retreated, hard to hard, fist to fist, Ma Kuxuan's punch was strong and heavy, and endless, the breath was connected, and there seemed to be no end to the road, even if the body was suspended in the air and his feet did not settle down, but Ma Kuxuan played a fierce and vigorous atmosphere.

There was a thump in the air between the two.

It's like someone is beating a drum like crazy between the two.

Chen Ping'an was beaten back by the black-clothed young man for more than ten steps, so that Chen Ping'an almost had his back against the wall over there.

But Chen Ping'an, who has invisibly occupied the geographical advantage, can continue to borrow and unload from the ground, bit by bit, he has accumulated a subtle advantage, and it is at this time that Chen Ping'an, who still has spare strength in this second round to prevent accidents, stepped on the ground with one foot, which is not enough, and one foot is rooted in the ground, after blocking Ma Kuxuan's punch, he doubled the color, and hit Ma Kuxuan's cheek with a punch, and the black-clothed young man flew out.

But just as Chen Ping'an was about to exchange for a breath of fresh air, Ma Kuxuan, who flew out, swept in with one leg, and reported it one after another, and also whipped Chen Ping'an on the neck.

One was beaten by Chen Ping'an and flew out, his body was reversed, his feet touched the ground, but his body still slid backwards.

One was kicked by Ma Kuxuan and the whole person spun around, squatted slightly on his knees, and after standing firm, he immediately stepped back, as if he needed to adjust his breathing.

Ma Kuxuan grinned, white teeth, roughly knew the weight of Chen Ping'an's boxing technique, the speed of punching and the distance of true qi movement, a sweep forward, almost to the point where he used the magic talisman in the Taoist talisman.

Chen Ping'an was forced to put on a seemingly defensive boxing fight, Ma Kuxuan's pupils shrank, and just when the two sides were about to collide, Ma Kuxuan's body turned, and his steps stepped out quickly and tightly, revolving around Chen Ping'an like a spinning top, his body always leaned back, wanting to fall down, and opened an arm's and a half distance from Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an didn't hand out that punch easily.

After circling a circle, Ma Kuxuan stood up straight, wandered around Chen Ping'an again, and asked curiously: "This punch is very dangerous, is there a famous statement?"

Chen Ping'an naturally didn't speak, moved his steps gently, and always faced Ma Kuxuan, his hands were still fist-fighting, his fist intent flowed all over his body, and a true qi in his body was like a fire dragon swimming away.

Ma Kuxuan didn't wait for the answer, his footsteps didn't stop, wandering around Chen Ping'an in a chic manner, and suddenly laughed to himself, "It's me who is stupid, I don't blame you, I don't blame you, it's funny, I walked the rivers and lakes this time, and I saw a lot of so-called heroic grandmasters. ”

Ma Kuxuan smiled and narrowed his eyes, smiling lazily.

But the black-clothed young man who said that he only won or lost, at this moment, he was so murderous that he did not lose to the battle of the Immortal Tomb.

Ma Kuxuan stood still and asked: "It's not a matter if we always confront each other like this and don't make a move, my Three Realms actually fought to a draw with you, Chen Ping'an, do you want to fight more interesting?"

Chen Ping'an tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You directly use the Five Realms, it doesn't count as your advantage." ”

Ma Kuxuan said similar things before, but now Chen Ping'an, a stuffy gourd, directly threw it back to the arrogant Ma Kuxuan, which is even more hateful than punching Ma Kuxuan's head.

Ma Kuxuan laughed.

The black-clothed young man had a bright smile on his face, his heart was furious, one hand kept clenching his fist and then releasing it, and between his five fingers, there were snow-white lightning bolts lingering and rattling.

It turned out that in the previous battle of the Three Realms, Ma Kuxuan gave up his identity as a military trainer, so he fought very well and was not very clever.

Chen Ping'an did not have the slightest cowardice, but his fist intent rose rapidly, soaring like a tide.

It's just that this time, the ancient fist of the god-man drum style was replaced by a sharp iron horse chisel formation.

In the end, Chen Ping'an said something that made Ma Kuxuantie determined to kill him.

"Ma Kuxuan, I beg you, just fight, don't talk endlessly. ”

Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath, no longer had any lazy look, his eyes were silent, that is, there was no arrogance, and there was no joy or anger.

Ma Kuxuan's face was calm, and he stretched out his finger and pointed, "Do you dare to divide the winner in the second circle I just walked out? ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Without hesitation, Ma Kuxuan stepped forward and walked into the circle realm.

Chen Ping'an in Mud Bottle Lane, Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane.

In fact, the two knew that Ma Kuxuan not only had to divide the victory and defeat, but also the life and death.

Chen Ping'an is unwilling to escape, or once he has the intention of retreating, he will die. And to kill Ma Kuxuan, a bastard who has a higher realm and kills more people, Chen Ping'an is not sorry.

Tonight's meeting in another country was accidental.

The battle between the two of them was inevitable in their hometown.

What's more, there is a paternal grudge that Ma Kuxuan knows and Chen Ping'an does not know yet.

Aquarius Colorful Country, on this silent street within the city of Rouge.

Chen Ping'an faced the enemy with an iron cavalry chisel formation, and took the lead in attacking, and the Chinese character in his sleeve was already ready, ready to be a real killer move, a god and a man beating the drum, to send charcoal in the snow.

Ma Kuxuan, a monk of the Five Realms Soldiers, between the palms and fingers of his hands, is the "thunder" of Zhenwu Mountain, which has a great origin.

Just a stone's throw away.

It is the abundant fist intent and amazing thunder and lightning of the two teenagers.

This hand-to-hand fight.

Just talking about the realm, a pure martial artist at the peak of the Three Realms, and a Qi practitioner at the peak of the Five Realms, if in Ma Kuxuan's words, it can actually be regarded as chickens pecking each other.

But if you look at the martial arts fist intent of one side and the soul of the soldier that the other side conceived early, not to mention the rivers and lakes under the mountain, or the immortal family resting on the mountain, it is all appalling.

Ma Kuxuan first broke up Chen Ping'an's iron cavalry chisel formation that had not yet condensed the true intent of the fist.

But Ma Kuxuan soon ate enough fifteen punches of the god drum style, and the black-clothed young man's face was pale gold, and he had to use the secret technique of the real martial arts mountain soldiers to forcibly cut off the strange fist downstream, and then Ma Kuxuan beat Chen Ping'an's temples to ooze blood, and his face was smashed twice by the electric thunderball, and that taste, like spring thunder, resounded in his ears, like a sledgehammer hitting the door. It's just that Chen Ping'an is in Luoluo Mangosteen Tower, and he has suffered a lot, and he is most familiar with this!

Ma Kuxuan became more and more courageous, like a madman.

The two fellow villagers are the same age, often exchanging fists and legs, going straight to each other, just seeking a quick word, and the pursuit of "killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred" of the two hundred "surplus", with the tenacity and ruthlessness of the two teenagers respectively to the extreme, let alone two hundred earnings, even twenty, will not let go.

So much so that he can clearly block the opponent's fist with one punch, but he still insists on choosing you to punch me before I punch you!

Chen Ping'an was already shaking his internal organs and bleeding.

Ma Kuxuan is also chaotic, painful as a heart twist, and there is not much Zhenwu Mountain Thunder left in his hand.

But the two sides became more and more calm.

Each is a grinding stone, forging the avenue.

The last time the two exchanged injuries with injuries, it was Chen Ping'an who had a spiritual heart, and the stake sword furnace that nourished his soul was temporarily turned into an offensive, and his hands were separated, but they were connected in one breath, one hand and two fingers poked Ma Kuxuan's eyebrows, and one hand and two fingers were bent, knocking on Ma Kuxuan's heart.

Chen Ping'an himself was beaten in the heart by Ma Kuxuan's fists one after the other.

The two staggered back completely at the same time, and when Ma Kuxuan stepped on the outside of the circle, he swallowed a mouthful of blood and said with a cruel smile: "Chen Ping'an, this time you lost, let's win and lose!"

Chen Ping'an was silent, twisted his toes, stared at Ma Kuxuan, raised the back of his hand and slowly wiped the blood on his face, not daring to cover his sight in the slightest.

At this moment, on the city wall, someone smiled and said, "Very good." ”

Ma Kuxuan sighed, turned around and left, turned his head and stretched out his hand to nod Chen Ping'an, "Next time, the victory and defeat will be divided together." ”

Turning around, the black-clothed young man walked forward slowly, his face full of pain, gritting his teeth, and never allowing himself to make a sound.

Chen Ping'an stood in place and looked up at the familiar figure.

The monk of the Zhenwu Mountain Soldier Family, the one who left the immortal tomb with Ma Kuxuan.

After the fifteenth punch of the god-man drum style was forcibly interrupted, Chen Ping'an actually realized the existence of that person, or that person deliberately let him know.

So Chen Ping'an didn't use two natal flying swords.

The man told Chen Ping'an in his heart, there is no need to worry about life and death, just fight with all his might, he will ensure that the two will only win or lose, whether Chen Ping'an has a chance to kill Ma Kuxuan, or Ma Kuxuan is about to kill Chen Ping'an, that person will stop him.

The man who went to Lizhu Cave Heaven instead of Zhenwu Mountain stepped out in one step, walking side by side with Ma Kuxuan, who was full of tears in pain, the man turned his head and said to Chen Ping'an: "To apologize and thank you, I have already helped you get rid of an assassin hiding in the dark, otherwise your heartstrings will be loosened, and it will be difficult to tighten up in a short period of time, and it will be easy for that assassin to take advantage of the loophole." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

The so-called gratitude.

It was because that person saw that Chen Ping'an's foot out of the circle actually didn't really touch the ground, but hovered in the air, but Ma Kuxuan was at the end of the crossbow at that time and couldn't see the truth.

As for why so cautious.

Because Chen Ping'an couldn't believe the words of the True Martial Mountain Soldier Immortal at all.

There is only one Mr. Qi, and there is only one Ah Liang.