Under the control of the treasure snatching spell, the octagonal gold medal, which seemed to be slow and fast, suddenly approached the blue maguna jade with the flow of treasure light and the immortal energy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jia Yi's eyes were sucking in, his face flushed with excitement, at this moment, he should show a wonderful expression of enjoyment.

However!

Jia Yi didn't!

As if the end had come, he showed a look of horror, his eyes glazed over, and he kept coming out of his mouth with intermittent and incredulous 'Ah...... Ahh

Just now, when the octagonal gold medal was like the previous two times, it was about to devour the blue magna jade elegantly.

Suddenly, the blue maganon's originally gentle treasure light suddenly became dazzling when the octagonal gold medal was closest to it. The speed of the upper streamer is significantly accelerated.

The blue magata's body flickered, and he rushed towards the octagonal gold medal.

The innate associated spiritual treasures have all opened their spiritual wisdom. The octagonal gold medal saw that the situation was not good, and he was about to turn around and flee in fright. Unexpectedly, the blue magata seemed to have expected it, and her body accelerated towards the octagonal gold medal again.

"Po~!"

In the air, there was a quiet sound like a soap bubble bursting.

The sound of the bubble breaking was also the sound of Jia Yi's heartbreak.

Born with Jia Yi and practicing together, the octagonal gold medal of nearly a thousand years vaguely let out an extremely unwilling piercing scream, even if it was swallowed by the blue magna jade that was supposed to be the prey!

The Lingbao fighting method, only in the lightning and flint, Jia Yi didn't react at all!

By the time he woke up from his heartbreak, the octagonal gold medal had turned into a piece of ash and landed in the air.

Jia Yi was furious, crazy with hatred.

He was full of silver hair, and together with Xiuwei, who could no longer be suppressed due to anger, he scattered wantonly.

Completely ignoring the rolling thunder in the clear sky, Jia Yi pounced on the azure jade in the air with a hideous face.

The blue hook jade was just beginning to open its mind, and it was like a child who had done something wrong and was found at the door, its body turned rapidly, and it sank into Wu Zijian's chest in a panic, and there was no movement.

"Click-!!"

Jia Yi failed to capture the blue hook jade, and his body shape continued to pounce on Wu Zijian due to inertia.

In mid-air, before Jia Yi could get close to Wu Zijian, he was suddenly struck by the lightning that fell from the sky with the thickness of a sea bowl and the cold heavenly power of cyan color.

With a 'snap', the figure smoked and flew out upside down.

After Jia Yi fell to the ground, he seemed to be awakened by the lightning of this heavenly punishment and came to his senses. Busy and embarrassed, he swallowed his anger and re-suppressed the cultivation that had escaped.

The onlookers were also shocked at this time, and as the policewomen stepped back, the venue became spacious and eye-catching for a while.

Jia Yi seemed to be scorched and embarrassed, but because he had just cultivated, he was involved in anger, and only a trace escaped. Heaven is fair, and the sentencing and punishment have not hurt his roots.

Suddenly, Director Jin, who was hiding behind everyone, looked at the old face in the field through the gap between the crowds, and showed a trace of excitement and excitement.

Immediately afterward, a dull buzz erupted in the crowd.

Jia Yi, who was holding his breath and was on fire, looked up and saw Wu Zijian, who had a beautiful carp standing up from the rubble and turned over.

Wu Zijian is still shirtless, wearing tattered jeans, standing among the rubble.

At this moment, Wu Zijian does not seem to have changed much compared with before. But in Jia Yi's eyes, Wu Zijian at this moment is very different from the past.

Wu Zijian only felt that at this moment, the skin of the entire right arm was firm, the muscles were firm and full, the big tendons under the arm contracted strongly, and the bones in the entire arm were obviously several times harder than before.

Wu Zijian clenched his fist with his right hand, and with a little force, he found that the whole arm seemed to be tough, with strong expansion and contraction, full of strong explosive power.

And this, it's just that Wu Zijian has only opened a cloud gate on his right shoulder, and he has not opened a cloud gate on his left shoulder.

There are two places in the cloud gate, one on the left and one on the outside of the anterior chest wall, at the depression of the lower border of the clavicle.

The human body is sitting, with both hands on the waist, and under the left and right clavicles, there will be a triangular dimple, which is the cloud gate.

Cloud Gate is the second acupoint of the lung meridian, the gate of gasification and ascension, and the main passage of meridian qi.

Under the operation of the Eight Gates of the Heavens, the Cloud Gate can speed up the blood and turn the blood into mist. In a short period of time, increase the strength, speed, attack, and defense of both arms several times.

The increase multiplier cannot exceed the range of one's own bearing.

Wu Zijian can now increase the combat power of his right arm by more than two times!

Wraith lifespan, golden stone storm!

If these eight doors are fully opened, how powerful should they be?!

"Give me back my Lingbaolai!"

Wu Zijian was immersed in a reverie, and suddenly Jia Yi's figure attacked him with that angry shout.

When the cloud gate first opened, Wu Zijian's confidence increased greatly. Seeing this, he immediately waved his hands, picked up Wang Ba's fist, met Jia Yi, and fought with Jia Yi.

Wang Ba is a four-limbed creature of the genus Soft-shelled turtle in the family Soft-shelled turtle.

Wang Baquan is an innate and instinctive way of fighting.

Both men and women, young and old.

Wang Baquan's shot is all based on momentum, and the hit is all based on luck.

To put it nicely, it is called opening and closing, but in fact, it is to rush at each other in an orderly manner.

Curator Jin sat in a wheelchair and hid behind the crowd. Through the gap between the crowd, he saw that Wu Zijian was still the same as before, punching out of order, smashing indiscriminately.

This time, Director Jin really couldn't see it, and he couldn't bear it anymore:

"Listen, guy!"

Curator Jin hid in the crowd, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around him, he shouted to Wu Zijian in the audience with full anger:

"Breath out the dantian, five fingers clasped tightly, four fingers buckled over the palm, thumb pressed the index finger hard, punching like a snake rolling ......"

Wu Zijian was inseparable from Jia Yi, and suddenly heard a thick male voice with a round tone, Wu Zijian was distracted and listened, and his heart was ecstatic, it was actually a boxing mantra.

Before he practiced the "Variety" exercises, Wu Zijian didn't believe that someone could make a set of punches after listening to the mantra once.

But now, after practicing the exercises, as soon as the mantra of the national martial arts fist in the human world of Curator Jin entered his ears, Wu Zijian actually followed this mantra and appeared in his mind with this trick!

At the beginning, Director Jin was afraid that he would speak too quickly, or Wu Zijian would be too stupid, and he was worried that shouting like this would be in vain.

But when Director Jin was surprised to find that every time, as soon as his voice fell, Wu Zijian had already displayed the boxing techniques reflected in the mantra in the words!

Martial arts wizard?!

Director Jin suddenly stood up from his wheelchair excitedly, and quickly opened up the crowd, walking like flying, and rushed to the front row of the crowd in three or two steps.

Curator Jin didn't care about being behind him at the moment, dumbfounded, stunned and exclaimed that it was people.

He poured out the boxing mantra that he had been familiar with by heart thirty years ago, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and poured it into Wu Zijian:

“...... Push the front river with one palm, and the white crane falls in front of the pavilion ......"

“...... Progress double-hit, overlord unloads armor......"

“...... The wrapping technique is strong, the step is naturally difficult to prevent, the flying jumping style is hidden, and the three methods are linked to keep up with the ......"

“...... Push the eight horses sideways, and drag the nine oxen back to the ......"

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