Chen Ping'an went all the way to the south alone, and everywhere he went, spells and spiritual weapons poured down, and there were bursts of torrential rain.

Then Chen Ping'an finally encountered a hard stubble, a short man wearing bright red chain mail, wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown, and an extremely long feather with two long-tailed pheasants, like a fancy costume on the stage of the market in the world.

Dare to be so swaggering on the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in addition to not being afraid of death, he must also have the qualifications of not being afraid of death, this demon clan monk is extremely fast, almost shrinking the ground charm, in an instant, from a few miles away, came to Chen Ping'an's side, and with one punch, he directly broke through Chen Ping'an's strong fist intent to protect his body, smashed on Chen Ping'an's temple, and hit Chen Ping'an flying out for dozens of feet.

Chen Ping'an slapped the ground with his palm, spun around, got up and stood still, and the latter followed him like a shadow, exchanging punches with Chen Ping'an.

The latter shook the wrist of his right hand that shook his fist, tore off a feather with the two fingers of his left hand, and opened his mouth, which was actually the dialect of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, "You are the new hidden official? ”

He raised his right hand and motioned for the besieging demon clan army to retreat, giving up the battlefield to himself and the young hidden officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his thumb, wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and then rubbed one side of his temple with the palm of his hand, the strength is really not small, the opponent should be a mountain peak realm, the martial arts realm of the demon clan, relying on the advantage of innate physique tenacity, so they are relatively unpapery. It's just that the martial arts of the Nine Realms, with martial arts, shouldn't be sent to death like this, whether it's dressed or punched, the opponent is too "indifferent".

Chen Ping'an quickly understood, and it was rare for him to speak to the enemy on the battlefield, "You are the strongest martial artist of the Eight Realms in the wild world, do you want to find a chance to break through the realm and obtain martial arts?"

The short man let go of the feather in his hand, slammed it up, nodded and smiled: "What? I want to say that no one will be involved, you must not believe it, I guess I can't control some sneaky sword cultivators, it doesn't matter, as long as you nod your head, the next martial artist asks for boxing, and those who hinder my punching will be my enemy, and you will be killed together." ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand, pointed to the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and said with a smile: "In the city, there is a Senior of the Nine Realms who taught me boxing, you can go over there and ask for boxing." ”

The short man's eyes were deep, and he was very sincere, but this young hidden official, who was now famous, was very unreasonable.

Chen Ping'an said: "Finally, I will talk to you a few words, a martial artist, no matter who he loses, even if he is Cao Ci, he can't talk about being glorious even if he loses, and if he loses, he loses." It can be seen from this that the strongest far-traveling martial artist in the wild world, not to talk about whether his fists are hard or not, only to say that the martial artist is bold and open-minded, it is indeed very bad. If you get the word 'strongest' and rank among the Nine Realms, it will be a big joke. ”

In fact, the dialogue between the two sides is not very interesting.

It's just that their calculations are not small, the short man pretends to be heroic, and wants to ask Chen Ping'an alone, but he wants to use the young hidden official as a stepping stone for martial arts.

As for Chen Ping'an, of course, he was secretly looking for the first person in the Hundred Sword Immortals in the wild world, the saints of the three sects had created the golden river twice, Chen Ping'an had fought out of the city twice, and he had dealt with each other, and the fight seemed to be at the end of the point, and he did not go all out, but the subtleties were interlocking, whoever took the lead in making a mistake in a certain link would also die, and the death method was destined not to be so generous and heroic, it would only make the sword cultivators who did not have a high realm feel inexplicable.

The short man seemed to have lost the interest in intrigue, and gently stirred the ground with his boots, "I'm done standing and talking, I'll give you a chance to lie down and talk." By the way, my name is Hou Kuimen. ”

After Chen Ping'an took one hand, he turned his head slightly, stretched out his finger, pointed to his temple, and signaled that he had the ability to punch this side again.

Suddenly I had an idea to give it a try.

The premise of trying it out is to let the other party try it first.

Hou Kuimen naturally will not be polite.

After Hou Kuimen handed out a punch, he hesitated slightly, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, just stood in place, looking at the young man who was knocked out by his own punch.

The young man, who didn't dodge at all and didn't fight back, stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, stopped his figure, and looked at Hou Kuimen with a smile, with a slight ridicule in his eyes.

Hou Kuimen was worried about fraud, so he retracted a few points.

A young hidden officer who is known for his calculations in the 60 military tents will not be so stupid as to stand and be killed by himself.

So after the punch was successful, there was a trace of regret, if this punch was not a temptation, but a full delivery, the young man could still stand at this time?

It's just that why did the other party punch himself in the end?

Chen Ping'an pointed to his heart, "One more punch." ”

Hou Kuimen raised his arms, and twisted his fingers around the Lingzi, his outfit, bright red chain mail, and the purple and gold crown and two shining feathers, were not ordinary mountain artifacts, but a complete set of ancient military treasures, but the appearance of the changed after refining. Half-immortal soldier rank, both offensive and defensive, called sword cage, can detain the sword fairy flying sword for a moment, without the natal flying sword of the sword immortal, once he is close, then he will obediently compete with him Hou Kuimen physique.

Hou Kuimen let go of the two feathers, his figure flashed, and he came to the same junior martial artist who was bent on death, and handed out a punch, and then the young hidden official fell into the distance.

Chen Ping'an stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood, glanced at Hou Kuimen, and scolded his mother in the dialect of his hometown.

Originally, he planned to let this peak martial artist of the Eight Realms help him break the bottleneck of the Seven Realms, but he never thought that this Hou Kuimen punched twice, and they were all grinding, which made Chen Ping'an, who was accustomed to the weight of Li Er's fist in the Lion Peak of Beiju Luzhou, like taking two women scratching his face in vain.

Today's Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is a fair saying, look at the young hidden

Officials beating someone, or watching him be beaten, are all pleasing to the eye.

That Hou Kuimen God sè complex.

Chen Ping'an asked in the great elegance of the wild world: "Do you want to kill the hidden official and make meritorious service, or do you want to break through the realm with the martial arts?!"

Hou Kuimen took a deep breath, knocked his fists lightly, and said in a deep voice: "The last punch, if you don't die, even if I lose." Chen Ping'an, I know you have the same demands, it doesn't matter, it depends on who has higher punching skills! ”

Chen Ping'an frowned.

Vaguely, Hou Kuimen's majestic fist intent condensed a vague atmosphere around him, similar to a saint sitting in a small world.

In his early years in Shujian Lake, when he traveled with Zhang Jing on Qingxia Island, Chen Ping'an found that he could vaguely see some signs.

Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves, rolled up his sleeves and gently stretched them out.

Moment.

On the battlefield where the young hidden official and Hou Kuimen were located, the dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun.

The wind and sand in the sky were mixed with the fine fist intent that burst out in all directions, like thousands of extremely small flying swords splashing.

After an instant, the earthquake trembled, the wind and sand scattered, and I saw Nahou Kuimen covering his neck with one hand, blood oozing from between his fingers, and making a fist with one hand, looking around.

In the end, Hou Kuimen saw behind a demon monk, and the young hidden official's left hand short knife stabbed into the sword cultivator's vest, and then gently wiped the short knife in his right hand on his neck.

Hou Kuimen couldn't speak smoothly anymore, and said vaguely: "Chen Ping'an, as a hidden official, I have personally learned your skills, but as a pure martial artist, it is really disappointing, it disappoints me too much." ”

It turned out that he asked the fist before, and the young hidden official carried Hou Kuimen's punch, but the knife came out of his sleeve, directly from the bottom to the top, and stabbed into the latter's neck, not only that, but with a slapped knife handle with his left hand, Hou Kuimen If he didn't step on the ground, raise his body, and then retreat a few steps, he was almost about to be smashed by the blade, and then stabbed through the head by the tip of the knife on the spot.

If it is a pure martial artist in the world, without the support of his innate tough physique, he will definitely not be able to say half a word if he is seriously injured by this.

Chen Ping'an gently pushed away the corpse of the sword cultivator in front of him, gathered his voices into a line, and smiled with Hou Kuimen: "You have punched three times, which one is in line with the identity of a pure martial artist." If your first punch is pure enough, I don't mind exchanging three punches with you at all, maybe you can break through the realm separately, that's who lives and who dies, just depends on the level of the punch. ”

When Chen Ping'an appeared, the battlefield freed up a large open space on its own.

The young hidden official, holding the short knife behind his back with both hands, opened it lightly, and held it gently.

This is a small habit that I learned from Yu Lu.

As for the sword-holding posture, it is a saber posture born from the Jianshui Villa in the Combing Water Country. In fact, on the rivers and lakes under the mountain, the assassin swordsman also had this move, but in Chen Ping'an's eyes, the meaning was not enough, and it was a dead frame.

Hou Kuimen only knew about the young hidden official, and he didn't know Chen Ping'an's fighting habits.

When he started dragging his feet, he must have been chasing something.

Otherwise, all words will at most only be after birth and death.

Hou Kuimen did not retreat, and his fist intent did not decrease but increased, which was very good.

Chen Ping'an put away the pair of double knives that had been obtained from the hands of the assassins of Beiju Luzhou Cutting Lushan into his sleeves and stood still.

Hou Kuimen didn't know what secret method he had cast, the blood near his neck stopped flowing, his arms drooped, and he didn't move.

This is a veritable martial artist asking boxing, the state of mind that should be.

After that, as long as the two figures go, they will inevitably affect a large area of pond fish.

The two pure martial artists who are at the bottleneck of martial arts are like two sword immortal flying swords, wantonly cutting the battlefield, and the stumps and broken bones are all over the ground.

Hou Kuimen's punches are becoming more and more "brisk", but the punching intent is getting heavier and heavier.

The fists and fists all have the meteorological prototype of the martial arts of the Nine Realms, which is a great opportunity to break through the realm.

For some reason, the young hidden official was already a recognized sword cultivator, but he never sacrificed the flying sword, and he didn't even use any of the long swords in the sword box behind his back.

At the far end of the battlefield, a "middle-aged man" who was a fellow Daoist with the young hidden official seemed to be coerced by the demon army, and rushed towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he had been paying attention to the fight between Chen Ping'an and Hou Kuimen, and he had roughly seen some clues, and was hesitating whether to disrupt Chen Ping'an's calculations.

It's just that when his gaze swept in a few directions, the distance was not close, and after weighing it, he gave up his shot, and he didn't compete with the genius Jiashen account for the battle merit.

Hou Kuimen's flesh and blood are blurred, dignified martial artists at the peak of the Eight Realms, wearing heavy treasures, and the junior martial artists who are obviously one realm apart, a fist questioning, would be reduced to such a field, it is unbelievable.

Hou Kuimen, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly stood still, lowered his head and chuckled, happy, raised his head, and stared at the young man who also suddenly closed his fist.

Hou Kuimen seems to be saying, wait for my Nine Realms, Wu Yun is by my side, and then come to fight you, the bottleneck of the Golden Body Realm that is really unreasonable, it will be my turn Hou Kuimen to be unreasonable, no matter how messy you calculate, can you still succeed? Can you leave this battlefield alive? Do you have the ability to break through the realm? !

The crux of this question is not that Hou Kuimen's physique is not enough, and the fist is not light, the key is that Chen Ping'an seems to be an unpredictable prophet for boxing.

At this moment, Hou Kuimen saw that Chen Ping'an looked like a great enemy, not as if he was fake, he only felt happy, he practiced boxing in this life, and broke through the realm again and again, as if he had never been so hearty and happy, that Chen Ping'an, help me break through the realm today, and leave his whole body later, provided that he handed out a few punches after entering the Nine Realms, and the young man can bear it without being divided!

The martial arts of the wild world broke through the sky, descended on the battlefield, and frantically flocked to Hou Kuimen.

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, and finally came.

Hou Kuimen's fists are too light, and he can't break his bottleneck, at most it is to help him survive in a few places

The muscles and muscles are just the icing on the cake.

Because of the fear that it will affect the follow-up battle, many Nine Realms strength fists, straight to the key qifu, once smashed on the body, Chen Ping'an is not afraid of injury, afraid that the punch is intended to overturn the river and the sea in the small world of the human body, so Chen Ping'an can't carry it all, he has to unload most of it, Hou Kuimen's punch is happy, Chen Ping'an is not happy with it, but he is not happy at all.

It doesn't matter, to repel the martial arts, Chen Ping'an has experience, and in that old Dragon City, there are more than once.

What's more, Chen Ping'an has even carried that catastrophe twice, in Beiju Luzhou City, and in this Great Wall of Sword Qi to fight against people.

Chen Ping'an toed a little, rose from the ground, went straight to the sky, did not punch, just blindly climbed high, as if he was going to the highest place in the sky before stopping, although he did not punch, but with the cloud steaming Daze style of fist intent, facing those white rainbow martial arts from the wild world.

The "middle-aged man" stopped, looked up, and said to himself, "Martial arts can also rob, and business can do this?"

Because the young hidden official didn't know what strange means he used, he directly pulled all the martial arts white rainbows and lifted them into the air together, making the young man soar like white rainbows.

The martial arts in the world are extremely ethereal existences, otherwise even the Middle-earth Confucian Temple in the vast world would not be able to stop and intercept this thing, so that it can only be resigned to it and circulate among the genius martial artists in the territory of Jiuzhou.

In the wild world, even Tuoyue Mountain can't restrain this matter.

The most embarrassing situation is naturally Hou Kuimen, who has never been close to the martial arts.

Hou Kuimen's knees bent slightly, and he also went to the sky, chasing the figure of Chen Ping'an, who was already as small as a mustard seed, and hoped to get as close as possible to those martial arts.

The "middle-aged man" who claims to be a swordsman still did not use his sword to sneak attack Chen Ping'an, not to pay attention to any rules and morality, to fight on the battlefield, he and Chen Ping'an's path is the same, every time he shoots, so that every time he exchanges injuries with his opponent, it is like making a deal that must be compared.

This young swordsman, who was above all the geniuses of Lizhen and Zhuzhen on the Hundred Swords Immortal Spectrum, sensed a trace of the true meaning of the Great Dao in the dark.

At this moment, even if he can succeed in the sword, in terms of his own avenue, it will only outweigh the losses, because in this life, he will provoke the invisible victory of heaven and earth martial arts everywhere.

If it is a pure martial artist, it is a good thing to sharpen his own martial arts, but it is a pity that he is a sword cultivator after all.

Wrong!

Chen Ping'an's fist intent and motives are all fake.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and directly took a long sword from the hand of a demon sword cultivator not far away, and with a slight shock, more than a dozen fragments of the sword body were shattered, and at the same time, the wrist of his left hand was flipped, and he forcibly shattered several veins in the palm of his hand with his own sword qi, and after the blood oozed out, he wiped it on those sword body fragments, and the young swordsman who used one of the many methods to press the bottom of the box, waved his sleeves and shot those fragments into the air, and went straight to Hou Kuimen.

Almost at the same time, Hou Kuimen saw a flower in front of him, and the figure that was more than 100 zhang away first used a shrinking talisman, and then used two refining flying swords of pine needles and cough thunder as traction.

Holding a knife in both hands, a knife stabbed Hou Kuimen's cheeks, crossed the entire cheek, and stabbed Hou Kuimen's heart with a knife, and then used the ground shrinking charm, and the figure disappeared instantly.

The next moment, those long sword fragments hovered around Hou Kuimen, like a pocket sword array, protecting this martial arts demon clan who could not be said to be the eighth realm or the ninth realm for the time being.

If they hadn't arrived, Chen Ping'an would have been able to directly cut off half of Hou Kuimen's head.

Hou Kuimen gritted his teeth, and after being stabbed twice, the figure of the "Flying Ascension" stagnated slightly, and continued to fly high into the air, and those martial arts were dragged to a higher place by the young hidden official.

After confirming that Hou Kuimen's life was safe, those long sword fragments disappeared in a flash and returned to the "middle-aged man".

The two pure martial artists collided with two layers of the vast sea of clouds one after another.

The first floor was only slightly higher than the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the sea of clouds at the higher level was far higher than the head of the city.

Suddenly hovering above the sea of clouds, Chen Ping'an frowned again, but this time, it was not with that Hou Kuimen, who was real or false, and acted in real and false.

Instead, he really sensed a hint of something wrong.

Those martial arts in the higher places are true.

Although Hou Kuimen didn't know why the young hidden official stopped, after breaking through the sea of clouds, he still relied on the Wind Realm to approach those martial arts that were like dragons wandering.

Chen Ping'an thought about it for a while, but he directly gave up all his previous plans, fell into the sea of clouds, and returned to the earth.

Hou Kuimen will be generous and smile at those martial arts that should belong to him, above the sea of clouds, the sun is shining, Hou Kuimen is like a god.

Just in an instant, Hou Kuimen's eyes turned pitch black, and after struggling for a moment, he actually began to follow Chen Ping'an, and at the same time dragged those martial arts to the earth.

Wu Yun crashed into Hou Kuimen's body, and Hou Kuimen, who was among the Nine Realms, swept towards Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an changed the retreat trajectory three times, but he still couldn't dodge.

On the ground, an astonishing crater was smashed as if the Sword Immortal's natal flying sword had exploded.

The Nine Realms Martial Fu Hou Kuimen was all smashed along with his martial arts.

Jia Shen Account, the five sword fairy embryos in the wild world, no longer concealed their whereabouts, and appeared on the edge of the big pit together, each with one side.

Bamboo Zheng, Lizhen, Yusi, Liubai, Yutan.

The middle-aged man sighed, hid his figure, and left.

It turned out that there was the throne demon, who operated his natal supernatural powers, and possessed Hou Kuimen, who was about to break the realm, and directly gave up a certain martial artist of the Nine Realms in exchange for the serious injury of the young hidden official Chen Ping'an?

Zhu Zheng said: "Be careful is a trap. ”

A smiling voice sounded in everyone's hearts at the same time: "How is it possible." ”