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"I didn't expect you to grow into this situation. ”

After a long time, Nie Yuan said in a deep voice, four or five years ago, when the muscles and bones were not completed, the two of them practiced basic fists and feet on the isolated island of the United Nations Military Department, he was born with a strong physique, and he always suppressed the other party to the death, but he didn't want to four or five years later, he advanced by leaps and bounds, and there were many extreme martial artists in the military department to feed and temper their martial arts, and the other party never fell behind half a point.

"Time is a long period of practice, and no one can tell you clearly on the path of cultivation. ”

Shi Kong's tone was calm, the iron sword in his hand was like ink, glowing with cold metallic light, in fact, in the past four years, every day he had lived a long time, such a pain and suffering, he felt it, but he couldn't bear the passage of time, but who in the world could go up the river of time, after all, it still came to this day.

On the edge of the martial arts arena, the Nie family felt something, and in the end, only a silent sigh remained.

Nie Yuan's eyes changed, Shi Kong's state of mind, he vaguely understood, but this was not his martial arts, and this battle still had to continue.

It's just that compared to before, Nie Yuan has really regarded Shikong as a strong opponent, the alloy stick in his hand is clenched, and there are green tendons on the back of his hand.

"Thirteen Sticks of Landslide!"

He said word by word, every time he spit out a word, the momentum on his body will be more vigorous, and when the last word is spit out, his momentum is like a landslide, one step and three feet, and every step falls like a mountain stone falling to the ground, shaking the ground in a radius of more than ten meters violently, and the alloy stick nearly a foot long is picked up, if the giant ape comes into the world, make trouble.

With a calm expression, Shi Kong saw Nie Yuan's stick method for the first time, this is his self-created stick method, the origin is the ancient Shaolin's mountain splitting stick method, under the guidance of the great martial artist of the Nie family, it has transformed into a terrible martial art that is masculine and domineering, but also takes into account the changes of yin and yang, which is very suitable for the physique of extreme martial artists.

In just an instant, Nie Yuan's momentum rose to a peak, and the silver and white stick shadows stirred the air, setting off invisible waves of qi.

At this time, Shi Kong also moved, the bladeless iron sword seemed to turn into a black lightning, shuttling between the layers of thunderclouds, without using the thundering sword, he absorbed the first type of sword realm, and integrated into the eighteen basic sword styles of the foundation, the original plain sword style, suddenly gave birth to earth-shaking changes, this sword cut through the layers of air waves, like a swordfish shuttling in the depths of the sea, swimming on the trajectory of the undercurrent.

Clang!

The sword and stick were separated at the touch of a short blow, but the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu was born, Nie Yuan's eyes became more and more blazing, and he secretly said a good word in his heart, the opponent's comprehension of swordsmanship, and even the grasp of the timing, were not under him, only a sword, he found the gap between his stick and force, and intercepted the stick without waiting for his strength to rush to the extreme.

"The earth moves, the mountains shake, the rocks fall, the ground cracks!"

Nie Yuan stepped on the ancient Yu step, after a stick, the alloy stick set off the strong wind, and opened four sticks one after another, he was dressed in a black power suit and tightened, with short hair rushing into the sky, and his temperament was like a demon.

Ding! Ding!

The stone sky wandered in the tumbling waves, the iron sword had no edge, like a rock rolling, giving birth to a dull thunder sound, and the fierce and fierce stick wind from Nie Yuan suddenly seemed to hit the reef that had washed away for thousands of years, and it shattered and fell apart.

In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves, the wind howled in the martial arts arena, the air was torn, and the middle-aged man gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the two's shots, not that he couldn't see clearly, but he was too late to react completely in the face of any of the two, and within ten moves at most, it was a defeat.

After a dozen more moves, Nie Yuan's movements suddenly became sluggish, the alloy long stick fell inch by inch, his expression was solemn, and even a little solemn, where the alloy stick passed, the air exploded, enveloping the space within a radius of ten meters around Shikong.

Hiss!

couldn't help but gasp, and the middle-aged man could tell that this was clearly the last stick of the thirteen sticks of the landslide, a move that was infinitely close to the second limit, and it was unfolded in Nie Yuan's hands at this moment, almost beyond the realm of ordinary extreme martial artists, and it was difficult for him, or even any extreme martial artist, to avoid the edge for the time being.

His eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, at this moment, Shi Kong forgot everything, only this stick was left in his eyes, the alloy stick fell, his black hair was flying, the white robe hunted and moved, in an instant, he seemed to be back in the blacksmith shop, in front of the scorching forge furnace, the old blacksmith waved the big hammer, the muscles and flesh were bulging, and the sweat was like rain.

Airplanes!

The iron sword trembled, and when the alloy rod reached three feet in front of him, it instantly climbed to the extreme, and the stone sky came out of the sword, and his eyes became a little dark, as if the night before a thunderstorm fell, black clouds pressed the city, and the sky was full of haze.

"Thundering Sword Technique!"

The middle-aged man exclaimed, this is the real second extreme extreme martial arts, far more difficult to comprehend than the first extreme extreme martial arts, not to mention that the one who was at the top of the martial arts back then, only half a step away from standing at the top of the world, in fact, as early as back then, he had the fate to pass on the first form, but to reach the situation in front of him, it took eight years.

Yes, seeing this reappearance at this moment, he would be so out of shape, but if he knew that it only took three days for Shi Kong to go from initial comprehension to complete mastery, he didn't know what kind of reaction he would have.

In the center of the arena.

At this moment, the air was chaotic, the wind was overflowing, and even the figures of the two people with Shikong became distorted, and the shadows of the sticks and the sword light were intertwined, and the middle-aged man seemed to see a scene of the end of the world, with thunder descending into the world, and the earth cracking and landslides.

When all the visions disappeared, in the center of the martial arts arena, the figures of the two became clear again, Shi Kong stood with a long body, the iron sword in his hand, and the dust around his body was not touched.

In the end, I still lost.

The middle-aged man sighed in his heart, with Nie Yuan's innate physique, coupled with the tempering of many extreme martial artists on the isolated island of the United Nations Military Department, he rarely met an opponent among his peers, and it was already unexpected to be able to fight with him to this point, with the growth rate of ordinary physique.

"I lost. ”

Without the slightest warning, the middle-aged man was stunned, and looked at Nie Yuan on the side of the martial arts arena in disbelief, the young man stood with a stick, his black suit was intact, his short hair was smooth, and there was no trace of injury.

However, the next moment, Nie Yuan raised his head, his gaze was a little complicated, and the middle-aged man saw clearly that at his throat, a drop of crystal blood slowly overflowed, and then slowly slid down the placket of his clothes.

......

Nie Yuan left, didn't say a word, just paused when he staggered with Shi Kong, wanted to speak and stopped, and didn't spit out a word after all.

The long sword was sheathed, the surging qi and blood slowly calmed down, Shi Kong slowly turned around, and looked at the edge of the martial arts arena, his back was straight, even taller than Mount Everest.

The woman's gaze was brighter than ever, and the little remaining flash of fire seemed to be a prairie fire, and the chaos was burned and the clouds and mist were dispelled.

"Good!"

There is only one word, the woman's voice is not high, but it is like a rock falling to the ground, and there is a sound, and in an instant, it seems to exhaust the strength of the whole body.

Shi Kong was shaken, this moment seemed to be longer than the past four years, all the pain and sweat of the past were worth it.

"Sister-in-law. ”

The Nie family sighed secretly in their hearts, and then looked at Shikong, a little relieved and a little unbearable.

"Let's go. ”

The woman finally spoke again, as strong as the Nie family, and couldn't help but smile a little reluctantly, but Shi Kong didn't doubt it, and was about to take a step.

"Help me. ”

Almost as if it were an illusion, Ishiku looked at the woman in a daze.

"Help me. ”

This time, he heard clearly, and his heart suddenly flooded with a lot of indescribable sourness, no longer hesitating, he took a few steps, a distance of more than ten meters, and when he touched the woman's arm, his heart trembled lightly, and there was a tendency to intensify, at this time, he did not seem to belong to a human body, but a dry and old, almost rotten rotten wood.

Nie Jiaqi led the way, and although the cold alloy Yongdao was full of heating, he still felt a trace of chill to the bone, and he had become a great martial artist for many years, which was unusual.

Time is running out?

He looked up at the dome, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of barriers, and entered the endless starry sky.

......

In front of the armory, the three stopped.

"Sword. The woman turned, pulling her arm out slightly.

Shi Kong hesitated a little, but still drew the sword out of the sheath, Nie Jiaqi reached out to take the hilt of the sword, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, although he had seen some clues when he watched the battle before, but when he really started, he found that he still underestimated it, such a seemingly ordinary iron sword, not only did it have no blade, but it also weighed one hundred and eight kilograms.

Ancient forging!

Nie Jiaqi observed the lines of the sword body, and faintly guessed that only the lost ancient method could forge an iron sword that was four feet long and less than three fingers wide with such a weight, and even its hardness and toughness changed, enough to collide with a solid alloy.

And what really amazed the Nie family was Shi Kong's endurance, even if he was an extreme martial artist, unless he was talented, the blade he used would not exceed seventy kilograms at most, and any more would affect the speed of his shot, and even the change of moves would cause obstacles. (There are few recommended votes, ask for recommended votes, ask for collections!)