The appointment of the champion of the new section has really caused a big wave, you must know that the previous champions are all candidates for the future prime minister, and they are extremely cautious in their use, all of them start from the observation of political affairs, and the hairpin flower parade has not been held, so the appointment was issued, which has never happened, the key is that no one in the court has objected.

In the literary world, this may just be an anomaly, but the candidates for martial arts from all over the world who have been killed in thousands of troops and horses are a great rebellion, a literati not only seizes the quota, but also has the qualifications to control martial arts.

Up and down the Jinmen, I already plan to give this Wen Zhuangyuan a good look.

Scholars should take care of the affairs of the scholars, the affairs of the martial artists, and it is not the turn of those nerds to take care of them.

"There's a murderous aura. ”

"There is an aroma. ”

On the banks of the Dagu River outside the Tianjin Gate, the new champion Lang patted the horse to take up his post, the old teahouse, the old stage, the eight-character wall of the horse, the coolie man who sold coolies, and the rich businessmen who relied on the river transportation to make a fortune on the third floor of the restaurant, knocked on the melon seeds and fruits, and regarded this battle for the first place in the world as a rare drama in life.

The stage team is still singing 'babbling', "You have a holy knife, I will take Qin Qionggong, a troubled world is coming, and heroes from all walks of life are on the stage~~"

Kou Li rubbed the soil under his feet, and stepped out, on the ancient street, between the tea sheds, and at the same time, it was quiet, only the aroma of tea eggs was still wafting.

The atmosphere of the big boxers on the street is connected and overwhelming.

"Boss, two tea eggs," Kou Li said.

"Give twenty more to the little monk," added the little killing monk, which is the Dharma name of the little fat monk.

"Jin Xing Miscellaneous Hammer King Huo Tianxiao, please give me advice. ”

"Why should I teach you?"

"The rules of the yamen have been changed, and the court has spoken, although the twenty-three places in the world have been demarcated, but the heroes in the world are unfair, they can be challenged fairly, and the winner wins, so please give advice to the champion. ”

As soon as the words fell, the small shops on the street were full of people.

"I see," Kou Li suddenly swept the streets, there were more boxers than normal people, it turned out that this was the reason.

"Miscellaneous hammer, very powerful, ancient boxing. ”

Miscellaneous, the essence of the exhaustive line of boxing, mixed with all kinds, one punch and cover all, can be fused with other boxing bursting means in the hammer, although not as good as the eight types of pictographic boxing, that is also one of the ten ancient boxing, this boxing fusion in the spiritual re-evolution hammer technique, even the grandmaster may not be able to block.

As soon as the words fell, the hammer king smashed the hammer, the ground shook, the bluestone slab was torn apart, and the ground not far away even puffed up a few large earth bags, and the shadow of the hammer mixed with the white shadow fell from the sky, just like Li Yuanba danced the drum urn and the golden hammer, and played a chaotic cloak.

But unlike Li Yuanba, the Hammer King is the Hammer King, and each of his hammers is the essence of a set of boxing techniques.

But the infinite strength of this move, but it seems to blow the other party away, every move and style, are skillfully and skillfully avoided by the other party, just think it is blowing the wind and swinging willows, the last blow, and even directly exploded on the eight-character wall, beating the inner eight-character into the outer eight-character.

"A rough man is a rough man," Zhuang Yuanlang said with a smile: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is also a golden house in the book, how can there be no boxing skills in the book, you will also take me a hammer." ”

"The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days. ”

The poetry of the poet, the artistic conception has always been incredibly high, Lushan Waterfall three stacks of springs, in the mountain mist, like the galaxy pouring down, rolling, the idea suddenly pulled to the realm of heaven and earth.

It just so happened that Champion had also been here.

This simple hammer fell in the eyes of the Hammer King, like the Milky Way rolling down from the gap between heaven and earth, endless, and even more terrifying, every bit of Milky Way Water is a hammer method, with a high intention, and even above the miscellaneous formula.

As soon as the hammer king's eyes were white, he was smashed into the wall, and there were even dozens of potholes all over his body.

"Boss, let's have twenty more boiled eggs," the little killer monk who had already eaten Kou Li's share raised his hand.

One-fifth of the people on the street sat down, and the big boxers of the five major lines were naturally stronger than ordinary big boxers.

"Outside the desert, the eight-sided sword demon. ”

A person walked out of the tea house, wrapped tightly in black cloth all over his body, revealing only a pair of eagle-like eyes, staring directly at each other.

"Is that the Desert King? ”

"Desert murder knife. ”

A smile appeared in the corner of Kou Li's eyes, and the other party gave him a familiar feeling, Mo Yi, no, it should be a strengthened version of Senior Brother Mo, if Mo Yi is a murder knife out of the sheath, shiny and sharp, then the one in front of him is still shining with dazzling light after being sharpened by the infinite wind and sand of the desert.

His spiritual will has reached the realm of nothing but the sword.

The sword demon draws his sword and slashes people.

His scabbard was black, but the sword he pulled out was bright and dazzling, and when he drew the knife, there was a subtle shaking of his wrist, and the blade surface was immediately overlapped and connected, and the agitated Kou Li subconsciously closed his eyes.

One knife into eight methods, this is the opponent's famous stunt, eight-sided knife slash.

The corners of Kou Li's mouth raised slightly, 'It turned out to be Jing Zhongyue'.

The moon in the well is the moon of reflection, and it is also a thing that confuses the real with the fake.

The opponent's killing move is not the knife at all, but the arms, elbows, feet, and knees hidden under the blade, which is the real eight-sided knife slash.

The knife intent that continues to press people's nerves, coupled with the terrifying knife light, is enough to make people think that it is real.

"King Qin swept Liuhe, looking at He Xiongzai. Swing your sword to break the clouds, and the princes will come to the west. ”

Kou Li took a step back, took a step further, walked leisurely in the big net of sword art, in the big net of knife intent, and then slashed out lightly.

It is this knife that contains the essence of soft knife techniques, 'Qin Lie', 'Wei Wu', 'Chu Ba', 'Qi Xiong', 'Han Shi', 'Yan Yong', and 'Zhao Attack'.

In the sword intent, there is the power of the seven swords.

The barrenness, dead silence, and vigor in the desert have nurtured his sword skills, but the Spring and Autumn Sword Skills are all national swords, vigorous and vigorous, and the whole country is fighting.

The sword demon retreated and changed, but it flashed the first six knives, but the last knife was the backlash of his own sword intent.

The knife flashed, and a line of blood flowed out of his forehead.

"I see, the first six knives are all disguises, and the last knife is the real seven-move knife style. ”

The same moon in the well, a higher level of the moon in the well.

Kou Li didn't kill the other party, not only because the other party was like Mo Yi, but more importantly, the other party's sword skills were very likely to go further, maybe after the people and Tianhe turned into a heavenly sword, they would be able to pose some threats to themselves.

But if it really comes to that time, he is afraid that he will no longer be in the world, but this is okay, martial arts need to leave seeds.

"Go one step further. ”

After the defeat of the Hammer King Sword Demon in twos and twos, half of the people were already sitting on the street, but the remaining half, the fist intent all exploded, before the Martial Alliance Conference, I am afraid that no one had imagined that nearly a hundred big boxers would gather together, which is the legendary four families, each family, at most the grade of twenty or thirty big boxers.

These fist intents, like small suns, hung in the air, except for them, other people on the street fell to the ground one by one.

But whenever Kou Li's spirit reveals a little flaw, a mountain of fist killing moves will follow.

Kou Li looked up, and a few miles away, in the four directions of southeast, south, west, and northwest, there were several dragon guards staring at him.

There is no murderous aura on these bodies at all, just like dead people, but the breath revealed is at least at the level of refining the body, this kind of physical strength is already close to that of the grandmaster, not to mention, the 'dead man' is often the most difficult.

'The bronze guard, the silver guard, the golden guard, and the Ouchi dragon guard above this have always been only responsible for the emperor's safety, are they? ’

In addition, in the entire Jinmen, there are all kinds of vague feelings, to the level of the great master, sincerity into the gods, and even a higher level, sincerity into the void, in the dark, can already interfere with others.

After Kou Li broke into here as Lin Wudao, he naturally gained public indignation.

Maybe the opponent's boxing skills are good, but no matter how good the boxing practice is, it is also a cultural person, practicing the style, when has he been so educated!

By the river, Wang Xiaozi, who was dressed in tattered single clothes, wiped his hands that were already a little frostbitten, his face was dull, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhuang Yuanlang was silent for a moment, and said to himself, "I am also a cultural person after all, and I am waiting for pen and ink!"