The big net on his body dissipated, and Liu Jingxun was a little helpless, so he had to take off the wine gourd and pour a sip, and said with a smile, "It's me."

Mi Wan nodded, "That's easy."

He got up slowly, landed in front of Liu Jingxun in an instant, and without saying a word, he pulled out a fist frame first.

Liu Jingxun was still holding the wine gourd, smiling.

"The three of them are all characters with heads and faces, so they don't need to use me Liu Jingxun to gain fame, right?"

Mi Wan smiled: "Although I am far less famous than you Liu Jingxun, I really didn't come to fight for fame."

He threw his fist at Liu Jingyun and asked, "Do you remember Qian He?"

Liu Jingxun instantly understood, tied the wine gourd, and said softly, "It has a lot to do with the Eight Industries Temple?"

Mi Wan shook his head, "It has nothing to do with the Eight Industries Temple, but Qian He is my martial arts guide."

Liu Jingxun nodded, "Understood, do you go up together or one by one?"

Mi Wan sneered, "Arrogance!"

As soon as the words fell, Mi Wan put his hands behind his back, his legs bent slightly, and then shot out like an arrow from the string, and the next moment he had already kicked towards Liu Jingxuan.

Liu Jingxun was quite curious, he had walked the rivers and lakes for so long, and he had not met a martial artist who only used his legs.

He only raised his left arm, and made an understatement.

As a result, his arm seemed to have been hit by some heavy object, and Liu Jingxun's whole person retreated more than 100 feet, and he fell into the river only half a step.

That's a lot of strength! This kick has to have a huge force of 10,000 catties, to say the least.

Mi Wan showed no mercy, and then turned into a puff of white smoke, which fell behind Liu Jingxuan, and smashed it with another whip leg.

Liu Jingxuan bowed slightly, and took advantage of the situation to sweep the hall's legs, but the Mi Wan was actually like a leaf, and before Liu Jingxuan's legs fell, he was already fluttering and retreating.

Oops, that's interesting!

This Mi Wan is just a half-step glass body, with infinite strength, and the fist intent is a little weird. If his own wind fist pays attention to a sticker, then he really means, it is two words, comfortable.

is only ranked fifth in a continent, which is really condescending, and the ranking of Yuyanlou is a bit chaotic.

Liu Jingxuan raised his hand and kicked again, with the experience of the previous car, this time he did not take it lightly, grabbed Mi Wan's ankle with his backhand, shook it gently, and at the same time turned around and struck an elbow, smashing it into the air.

There are comings and goings, and this is a kick in return.

The two of them stood still, Liu Jingxuan patted the soil on his sleeve, looked at Mi Wan with a smile, and said softly: "This fist intent is very good! If Qian He had acted with your fist intentions, he would not have been unstable by what I said."

Mi Wan said indifferently: "Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Liu Jingxun grinned and began to roll up his sleeves.

Mi Wan's face was expressionless, and he slashed down with a volley, and in an instant, the wind splashed everywhere, and the fist intent was like flowing water, and it was not how to destroy the withering and decaying, but if there was resistance, the water would gather in one place and try its best to wash away.

Liu Jingxun had already rolled up one sleeve, he bent his knees slightly, and smashed it out with a six-in-one fist, which was full of six points.

King Hara, who beat the glass body, just used the same strength.

Mi Wan smiled slightly, punching like this is just asking for trouble.

Sure enough, Liu Jingxun's punch had just fallen, which was originally used to thwart the fist intent, but it turned out to be like standing downstream of the flood and throwing a wooden stake upstream. The water washed down, and the stake was brought back and smashed on his own head.

Fang only punched sixty percent of his strength, and he returned it to himself, and he beat himself back more than ten feet.

Liu Jingxuan shook his numb arm, can he still play like this?

The two people who were still boiling tea by the river not far away had good eyesight, especially Lu Huoding, who had already shook his head and asked, "I was pulled here by the two of you, do you plan to divide the high and low or also life and death?" If we live and die, then we have to go together."

Until now, Liu Jingxun has not drawn his sword.

After a few more fights, Liu Jingxun fell behind, and almost every time he punched, he would be bounced back by that strange method.

But while fighting, Mi Wan suddenly stopped, hovered in mid-air, his face was extremely unkind, and said in a deep voice: "You look down on me?"

Liu Jingxun smiled and waved his hand, "It's really not, it's just that I can't meet a suitable opponent to sharpen my fist intent now, and I'm afraid that if I use all my strength, I will accidentally kill you." He who has no grievance, what will he do to kill you?"

As soon as these words came out, Mi Wan's brows furrowed tighter.

How much does this despise me? Thin Penny Continent martial arts, and you can look down on a Middle-earthite?

Mi Wan stepped on it angrily, like a mountain falling down.

Liu Jingxuan thought about it, no longer suppressed his own strength, and suddenly his momentum increased, and he smashed it with a fist. The thunder around the fist exploded, and this time it was not Mi Wan who could dodge if he wanted to.

Lu Huoding frowned, and said in a deep voice, "This is not fist intent, it may be, but I can't see it."

Mi Wan's martial arts true intent and anyone's fist intent are put together, the former is like rain, and the latter is like wind.

The stronger the wind, the more sloping the rain, so it stands to reason that the wind will never touch the rain.

But Liu Jingxun just punched, and the thunder exploded, where is it like the wind?

This time, the leg method that drifted with the wind did not leave when he saw the fist, but was punched by Liu Jingxun, smashed upside down and flew out hundreds of zhang, which was already far away from the river bank and reached the mountain.

Mi Wan struggled to get up, and before he could stand firmly, he received another punch in his chest. This time it was even more ruthless, not only mixed with thunder, but also with raging flames, and even the clothes on his chest were burned with a big hole.

Two punches with ten percent strength in succession, smashed Mi Wan's abdomen turned over the river and the sea, only to feel a sweetness in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood and water gushed up.

As a result, before the blood spurted out, a figure with a back sword came here in an instant, pressed his mouth, and poured a mouthful of blood back.

Liu Jingxun's hand was used again, pressing Mi Wan's head, and smashing it into the ground.

Just these few times, Liu Jingxuan really didn't have any strength, and it was enough for Mi Wan.

Seeing Mi Wan sinking into the ground motionless, Liu Jingxuan withdrew his arm, took off the wine gourd, and poured a sip of wine.

"Facing me, I have the ability to be a Jiang Long, do you have the ability to be a roadblocker? If you don't have the ability, why do you want to be a scholar? Do you think that money and the heart of martial arts are dusty because of a few words from me? Then you think too highly of me."

A temple of eight industries that believes in Buddhism on the mountain and does not believe in Buddhism at the bottom of the mountain, when you meet Qin Dong's seemingly upright guy, how can you not be dusty?

The reason why my path to seeking truth and self is difficult is not because I don't understand who I am, but because I know who I am too well, so I can't tell which I am true and which I am false, or all of them are true and all of them are false.

Liu Jingxun suddenly raised his eyebrows, and retreated into the mountains and forests, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

That's pretty much it!

Far away on the side of the small river of Yinping Guoguandao, the two Tianjiao looked sideways almost at the same time, and the true meaning of martial arts in the mountains and forests was like a waterfall hanging upside down, and the sky above was hundreds of zhang.

Liu Jingxun smiled slightly, looked up at the glazed armor around his body that was getting lighter and lighter, and had almost become a white-clothed Mi Wan, and said with a smile: "Why don't you punch?"

Mi Wan was suspended in mid-air, and his body of qi was almost condensed into substance.

He muttered, "My fists are not for more or less."

Saying that, he has already kicked it, at this time he is full of anger, fist intent, almost water, there is a kind of people who follow me and those who disobey me die.

Liu Jingxun grinned, still the same as Fang Cai, trying his best to punch, the thunder exploded, intending to hit hard.

Lu Huoding said in a deep voice: "Liu Jingxuan doesn't understand Mi Wan's method of overcoming rigidity with softness, the harder his fist technique, the more useless it is?"

Meng Asheng shook his head, "Brother Lu, you don't understand. Although flexibility can overcome rigidity, there is a limit."

Sure enough, in the forest of more than 300 zhang in the mountains and forests, on one side is Mi Wan's water-like gas, and on the other side is Liu Jingxun's thunderous flames, extremely fierce fist. It stands to reason that when the two collide, it is like a person falling into the water from a height of 100 feet, which is not much different from falling on a stone.

But the result was that the thunder flame was clearly a fist

Gang, but like a sword, it is unstoppable. It seemed that Shui Gangqi couldn't stop half a step at all, and was instantly split by the thunder flames, head-on, right in Mi Wan's chest, and smashed it more than ten miles away.

Liu Jingxun stepped on the void and caught up in an instant, and reached out to cover Mi Wan's mouth, and covered the blood in his mouth stiffly. Then he pressed the seven heads, slammed them into the ground, and smashed a big crater again.

Lu Huoding frowned, "How can this be?"

Meng Asheng smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "Brother Lu, although it is said that softness can overcome rigidity, there is also a limit. As soon as Liu Jingxun is like this, then he can't be restrained."

He sighed, "Let's go, help, if you look at it like this, Mi Wan has really been killed."

He first rose from the ground and went to the mountains and forests. Lu Huoding also rose against the wind and followed closely.

As a result, after the two landed, they saw a large area of mountains and forests being smashed, and Liu Jingxun squatted next to a big pit, carrying a wine gourd and drinking. And Mi Wan was in the pit, already fainting.

Seeing that there were two more Tianjiao here, Liu Jingxuan grinned, waved his arms and shouted, "Two Tianjiao, come one by one or go up together?"

Lu Huoding sighed helplessly, raised his hand instantly, and the two sleeve talismans burst out like dragons. Meng Asheng was covered in armor, and there was an extra spear in the book, and he rushed forward to kill.

Liu Jingxun got up slowly, and after a burst of inexplicable turbidity, Lu Huoding's talisman had already scattered, and Meng Asheng also stood in place with a spear.

And above their heads, each clasped a slender hand.

Liu Jingxuan grinned, his hands were slightly forced, and the two of them were knocked unconscious.

He clapped his hands, scavenged the two of them for their money, hummed a tune and left.

Oops! They are all rich people, earning more than a dozen springs for nothing, aren't they afraid of running out of wine to drink?

Sure enough! Murder and arson.

However, it is estimated that it will not be long before there will be an extra glass body that is not weak in Thin Penny Continent.

Mi Wante didn't resist the beating, and wanted to steal the school, but he passed out like this.

What if he used his true intent to swordsmanship?