(It's not that I don't want to do more, I want to do more than anyone else!) Although the grades are very poor, this is at least my first book, and the intention is absolute, even if the writing is average, the mood is the same.) Starting from Thursday, I get off work at half past four in the afternoon every day, I go to the company compound to clean up, clear the snow, return home at more than seven o'clock, finish eating at almost eight o'clock, and then draw a chapter of time code, it is already more than ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock, get off work at twelve o'clock at noon, and upload it slightly after eating, this is the day. Insist on resuming the two watches next week, ask for support)

The small blood hole in his chest, in Mengjiao's opinion, is so eye-catching! After cultivating the immortal golden body, his physical strength is second to none among the acquired martial artists, even if it is a half-step innate martial artist, it is slightly worse than her, but in the face of a toothpick of the innate martial artist, it is actually penetrated so easily, this is not only a blood hole, but also a shadow, standing in his heart, constantly shouting: Surrender! Surrender quickly! You are not an opponent at all, what are you resisting for? In this way, you can only waste your strength, it is better to simply accept your fate, so as not to die without a corpse when you get it!

This voice is not big, but it is not small, it continues to echo in Mengjiao's heart and ears, making Mengjiao's whole spirit become trance-like, and the speed of the flight in the sky decreases again and again, seeing that he is about to withdraw from the light blessed by true qi, the spiritual origin in the sea of consciousness trembles, and tens of thousands of wisps of clear water are scattered, instantly filling the entire body, allowing him to regain consciousness.

"Huh, it's all right!"

Seeing Mengjiao constantly trembling in flight, there were already signs of falling, and in a blink of an eye, it was back to the same as before, Song Ke's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, he raised his left foot and stepped forward, the breeze blew, and the body that stayed in place turned into nothingness, dozens of meters away, his body slowly appeared, but it dispersed again in the wind, this speed has exceeded the speed of sound, and even the wind can't grasp its rhythm.

Song Ke's own qualifications are not very good, he has no special physique, so he can only absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to practice, in this way, many powerful martial arts cannot exert their maximum power, even if they break through to the innate realm, they can't change this situation, so in order to improve his combat power, he doesn't exist at the bottom of the same level, and his research on martial arts has reached the level of almost obsession.

That toothpick looks ordinary, but in fact, it has already been filled with Song Ke's spiritual power, as long as the innate true qi in the body is slightly urged, it will immediately turn into a life-killing weapon, if the first blow has not taken the enemy's name, the spiritual power in the toothpick will explode at this time, just ask the spiritual power of the innate martial artist, who can resist it? No matter how you use it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to hold yourself, and this time is enough for Song Ke Shi Ran to step forward and slowly harvest the other party's life.

This trick can be said to be a stunt, even if he has encountered many tricky enemies before, Song Ke has never used it, and today in order to complete Jihua, he was forced to use it, who would have thought that the debut show would be so easy, and it would be broken? Is this really a trick that he has been cultivating for several years? Is this really the will that an acquired martial artist can have?

Song Ke's breath is getting closer and closer, which makes the pressure on Mengjiao's heart more and more. The spiritual outburst made the shadow in his heart dissipate, but the physical pain was not so easy, it could be erased, and now the hatred of seizing the martial arts has become the hatred of murder, if he is caught, he will definitely die! Grandpa has not been resurrected yet, so many years of dependence on each other, I thought that the hard life was over, just waiting for his own cultivation to become a great achievement, he can let the old man live a long life, enjoy the joy of family, who knows that there is such a thing as Wang Qun halfway, let him die now, this is absolutely impossible!

The heart is constantly ruthless, and the action of Mengjiao does not stop, while urging the true qi, while clasping his hands, he conjures up countless fingerprints, at this critical juncture, he decided to summon another martial artist obsession to come out, let him buy time for himself, of course, this time you must not find such a parallel goods as the absolute godless, his immortal golden body was broken, and there was that little bit of defense left, and the peak state was still passable, the elemental body was not vulnerable at all, without the blessing of the physical body, it was plausible to kill and punch, even he was not as good as himself, and he came out as a cannon fodder!

Wearing a green shirt draped over his body, his hands behind his back silently, he just stood quietly in the void, his eyes closed as if he was perceiving the nature of heaven and earth, and as if he was listening to something, this was a middle-aged man, this was a middle-aged man who was strong enough to pose a threat to himself! This was the only thought in Song Ke's heart at this time.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you blocking my path? ”

"Evil King, Shi, Zhi, Xuan!"

Consumed most of the spiritual power, regardless of the martial artist's obsession and will, forcibly summoned it, Mengjiao paid such a big price, of course, it was impossible to find a few cannon fodder to block the way, but in the black stone space, a strong man who was shrouded in fog all the year round, the evil king Shi Zhixuan summoned it, fortunately, the other party didn't seem to resist very much, which also made him relieved, and did not let the spiritual power that was already beyond his means, and consumed a few more points.

"Shi Zhixuan?Shi Zhixuan in the Legend of the Tang Dynasty Double Dragons?!" The prosperity of martial arts makes all martial arts films scroll in various prime files, but except for those ordinary people with average physique, they will take a look after a busy day, and most martial artists will not pay attention to it, because they have exhausted their minds just by practicing martial arts, how can they have time to watch that kind of false thing! However, Song Ke is obviously not in this ranks, in order to break through the innate nature, he has studied countless methods, and there are also many TV series and movies he has watched, but it is precisely because he knows that he feels even more incredible! Who is Shi Zhixuan? In the Legend of the Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty, the absolute powerhouse, even the protagonist Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, has been pressed and beaten by him, if this is really him, then does he still have a way to live?

"No, you can't be Shi Zhixuan!" The spiritual power scanned the past, and found that Shi Zhixuan was only a half-step innate cultivation, and his aura fluctuated, and it could dissipate at any time, Song Ke immediately put his mind at ease, "It's just a transfiguration combat technique, and you dare to pretend here, watch me break you with one move, and then go and capture Mengjiao back, and let him pay for Patriarch Zhou Xiong's life!"

Song Ke's kung fu as he spoke, he had already adjusted all the innate true qi in the group, condensed it at his fingertips, and pointed out, he believed that under his own attack, even if it was an innate martial artist, he had to avoid the edge for the time being, and this little time was enough for him to catch Mengjiao, use his powerful spiritual power, search all the other party's brains, and get the cheats that were enough to make anyone's heart beat!

"Returning truth to reality. Facing the fingers pointing towards his face, Shi Zhixuan didn't move, put his hands together and conjured up a finger, and just walked forward in a daze.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Seeing Shi Zhixuan's reaction, Song Ke's eyes were even colder, and he continued to point out mercilessly, just as his fingertips were about to touch the finger, a sharp air flow slammed into his chest, one step, two steps, three steps!

The sound of bone cracking in his chest made Song Ke's face pale for a while, and he could feel that the other party didn't know how to use it, and all of his liliang turned back, and at the same time, his mind recalled the plot of the Tang Dynasty Shuanglong Biography that he had seen at the beginning, and returned the truth to the truth, immortal seven illusions, "You are really Shi Zhixuan?!"