"Yes, yes, yes, the great god wants, how dare I not borrow it, the little one will go back to the room to find the cheats of the twenty-four broken hands, wait for half a minute, and the little one will come when he goes." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" After speaking, he didn't look back, swished, and quickly fled in front of Wu Ling, with such a killing god, life is always a problem.

The housekeeper finally sorted out Wu Ling's thoughts, it turned out that he had taken a fancy to his twenty-four broken hands, it would have been good to say no, so scared that I thought I was going to lose my head again, my life, why is it so bitter, dead ghost father, in the spirit of heaven, you have to bless the baby well, otherwise you will not be able to repay this revenge.

Looking at the figure of the housekeeper leaving, Wu Ling's thoughts gradually drifted, he was thinking, what kind of martial arts are these twenty-four broken hands, they can be practiced together with other martial arts, and even more, they can also enhance the power of another set of martial arts domineeringly, this Junzimen is not simple, at least it is different from what he imagined, it seems that when he really meets the disciples of Junzimen, he needs to properly test their martial arts, after all, a sect with a historical Gideon is not so simple.

The butler's dead ghost father once said that this set of twenty-four broken hands is a compulsory lesson before Junzimen practices sword martial arts, so all the disciples of Junzimen will naturally be more exquisite in knife skills, or because of the bonus of the twenty-four broken hands, the sword skills of the entire sect of Junzimen have been raised by a level, such a domineering martial arts, where is it sacred, I Wu Ling would like to come to it for a while, to see if it is the dragon descending domineering, or your twenty-four broken hands are sharp.

Sure enough, the housekeeper who was afraid of death didn't dare to snub Wu Ling, and immediately ran around, still holding a copy of Qihuang's book in his arms, which was estimated to be the twenty-four broken hands that Wu Ling had been looking forward to.

"Great God, this is the twenty-four broken hands, for you. ”

The butler said anxiously, and then again.

"When I just went back to the room and came out, I found that there was a disturbance outside this gentleman's goose gate, and I thought I needed to go and see it, so I wouldn't disturb your practice. ”

Wu Ling's eyes froze, and some bad thoughts floated by, but he didn't care too much, nodded, and signaled that the housekeeper could leave.

Seeing Wu Ling nodding, the housekeeper looked delighted, and randomly took out another martial arts book from his waist, and responded with a smile, "I don't know if the great god has a habit of collecting martial arts exercises, so I brought this martial arts book with a fist, please smile." ”

It seems that the housekeeper will not doubt Wu Ling's identity at all, and believes that Wu Ling must be from the high-level of the Liuzhimen, Wu Ling wants his own martial arts skills like this, it is estimated that he is interested, so he thinks that he will give all his foundation to Wu Ling, maybe Wu Ling will treat him differently, so that his own can be the head of the Junzi Sect justifiably, this kind of dream is not something that can be done at any time.

Wu Ling shook his head, didn't say anything, and took over the two martial arts cheats of the twenty-four broken hands and piercing fists, and the housekeeper saw that things were almost done, so he turned around and left, and returned to the store to deal with affairs.

Seeing the butler disappear into the corner, he stopped his eyes on the two cheats.

On Qi Huang's notebook, there are five big cursive characters clearly attached - twenty-four broken hands, Wu Ling first stuffed another piercing fist into his arms, holding twenty-four broken hands in both hands, entrenched under the giant willow, standing upright, adjusting the rhythm of breathing, and carefully observing.

As time passed, Wu Ling gradually came to understand. See what the book says, the twenty-four broken hands, is the creation of the first master of the Junzi Gate, this is a set of martial arts exercises to train the speed of the hand, the most important martial arts effect, is to have the ability to bonus, with the Junzi Gate's sword martial arts, will be able to reach the level of meeting friends with the sword, quick battle.

At that time, the first gentleman master loved the knife, and the knife was better than the life, and the friends with the knife almost ended the battle in an instant, but even so, the first master of the door was still unwilling to stop at the sword martial arts, so he opened a sect, devoted himself to practice, and finally wrote this masterpiece of twenty-four broken hands.

Since the first master of Junzimen took office, the disciples recruited every year must practice this set of martial arts in advance, otherwise they will definitely not be able to practice the sword martial arts of the sect.

In summary, it is not the strength of the fist that wields the blade, but the twenty-four breaker gives the fist a new meaning, that is, it is as fast as drawing a knife, such as entering a no-man's land, all in all, the housekeeper mistakenly used the martial arts that should be used with the knife technique, used to combine the punching, and the cultivation is decent, I have to say that it is luck, or his father's foresight? But this is impossible to study.

Thinking of these, Wu Ling closed his eyes, secretly remembered this set of twenty-four broken hands in his mind, and swung it in his head, compared to the eighteen palms of the dragon, the twenty-four broken hands are relatively simple, at least it will not make Wu Ling feel dizzy, but if you want to distinguish which is higher and which is lower, it is really impossible to compare.

The dragon descending is so domineering, and the superimposed effect of the twenty-four broken hands is so wonderful, each has its own merits, it is difficult to compare.

After another half salary, Wu Ling completely memorized all the martial arts tricks, only to see him stand up, transport his internal qi, and hang around his body, like a swimming dragon entangled, swaying with one palm.

Every palm, with Wu Ling's strong palm power, every style, all exude the sweat of every drop of crystal hard work, every swing, all carry a domineering atmosphere, every time the front is closed, there is a blow back to the horse that the strong cannot be blasphemed, every time it rotates, it strengthens its own strength, the blade, is gradually rising, this is the twenty-four broken hands.

After swaying, Wu Ling always felt that this set of martial arts was not perfect, it was estimated that it was a fragment, but it was only the first half of the twenty-four broken hands, judging from the degree of fear of the housekeeper for himself, he would not hide it privately, it seemed that the second half of the twenty-four broken hands still needed to be discovered by himself.

After all, judging from Wu Ling's own feelings, the improvement of the twenty-four broken hands on the dragon descending is not high, and it is probably a four-point increase in strength, unlike what is said in the book, if it can be upgraded to a level, Gu Wuling will have this kind of idea.

"Alas, tossing for so long is just a fragment, is it possible that in addition to descending the dragon, you have to rely on Sanda to go all over the world?"

Wu Ling touched his chest and couldn't help but sigh.

When he touched his chest with his hand, through his clothes, he vaguely found that there was something in his hand, and then he remembered that in addition to giving himself a book of twenty-four broken hands, the housekeeper also left a book of martial arts, that is, piercing boxing!

Thinking of this, Wu Ling immediately reached out and took out the martial arts secret book, compared to the twenty-four broken hands, this martial arts secret book is relatively dilapidated, probably because the housekeeper often takes it out to practice, and it is not as thick as the twenty-four broken hands, very thin, holding it in the hand, it is like grasping a few leaves, and he almost can't feel his existence.

At the moment of martial arts genius Wu Ling, learning this secret book is simply a matter of sprinkling water, there is no need to mobilize the breath, and there is no need to comprehend any tricks, just like Zama Bu, it is just the existence of a shelf.

Wu Ling fixed his eyes and closed his eyes, went through all the moves of piercing the fist in his mind, and quickly wrote them all down, only to see him throw down the cheats, take a step forward, and fix himself in front of the giant willow, clenched his fists, waved slightly, and carried the giant willow branches, competing to follow the swing, Wu Ling just relied on the fist wind, so that the thick willow of the giant willow shook, if this punch was slammed, the giant willow with an estimated historical life span of a hundred years would be folded here.

With the swing of a fist, Wu Ling swung faster and faster, more and more violently, until the green tendons around his body were all over the body and did not stop, and continued to swing, in the courtyard, a gust of wind whistled, and the willow leaves swayed continuously until they fell off and broke, and with the swirling wind, the leaves were gradually cut and crushed under the sharp wind.

Wu Ling threw thousands of punches freely, and then he exhaled slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay, barely able to fight the enemy." ”

After sorting out the willow leaves that were attached to his body, especially in his long curly hair, there were many willow leaves attached to them, and there were layers of bare willow branches on the ground, stepping on these giant willow branches, and making the sound of Kazkaz, Wu Ling left this messy place.

When leaving, Wu Ling looked up slightly at the hundred-year-old giant willow with two large holes inside, and now there was only a bare main branch left, leaving nothing. , shook his head, and his figure disappeared into the corner of the clearing.

......

In front of the Junzi Yan store. A group of people were gathering, and I saw that this group of people was wearing the same gray road uniform, and the road clothes were engraved with Jun's big characters, which were clearly visible, but from a distance, the Junzi road clothes were all stained with blood.

The group of people came here to collect the next batch of abandoned babies.

Wu Ling entered the Junzi Yanmen only two days ago, and he didn't know the hiding place of the abandoned baby at all, but this housekeeper was also clever, and there was the mountain of Wu Ling God behind him, not to mention that Wu Ling was interested in the soul slashing knife of Junzimen, that is, the day when he was the enemy of the entire Junzimen was not far away, so after thinking about it, the housekeeper decided that he could not hand over the abandoned baby no matter what.

Even if you want to pay it, you have to get Wu Ling's approval, so the housekeeper wanted to send them away on the grounds that he hadn't collected any abandoned babies this month, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all, and wanted to break into Junziyanmen to search in order to verify what the housekeeper said.

They did this, naturally, without the consent of the housekeeper, and Wu Ling was still studying martial arts in the inner courtyard, if he provoked Wu Ling, the great god, his life would not be enough to compensate.

"Although my gentleman's goose gate is not big, it is not something you can break into if you want to!"

The housekeeper shouted, and all the subordinates in the store rose up, competing to pick up weapons in their hands, just like dealing with Wu Ling at that time, but at this time they were facing a group of people from the Junzi Sect, these people were licking blood on the blade, I don't know if they can deal with it......

And Wu Ling is now in a corner, quietly watching the situation here......