"Do you mean you want me to make a move? That's naturally no problem, this time I went out of the mountain to walk around, myself to stand out for the Sha seniors, how could I let the Westerners do anything wrong and do nothing?"

Jiang Ling nodded lightly, and his eyes immediately burst with murderous intent: "But as far as I know, in addition to the Westerners now, there are also people in our Huaxia who are secretly making trouble, and even the masters of King Kong are also involved. ”

"King Kong is not bad...... The Jiang family's King Kong is not bad, aren't you going to do it this time?" Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he asked.

"The two ancestors with the deepest realm in the family are now in retreat, hoping to break through to a higher level. There are also a few ancestors who have just entered the realm of not being bad, and they also want to sit in the family to prevent outsiders from taking the opportunity to cause trouble......"

Jiang Ling sighed slightly, and his face also showed a bit of helplessness: "Although the hidden family is no longer born, the contradictions and entanglements faced by it are no less than those of the world, and sometimes even more tragic. Many of the big forces, rebellious ministers and thieves who were suppressed by my Jiang clan back then also have their own inheritances. Although history has long since passed away like smoke, this hatred has been passed down from generation to generation. ”

"In that case, forget it, if you think King Kong is not a bad master, it is not a cabbage. Now all the countries of the world are combined, and it may not be possible to find twenty. Besides, the masters of that level may have no intention of being contaminated with dust again, and most of them are in seclusion, even if there are one or two of them plotting behind their backs, we may not be afraid of him if we join forces!"

After hearing Jiang Ling's words, a trace of regret flashed on Jiang Chen's face, but he was not surprised.

In fact, he didn't expect anyone else to interfere.

He is already fearless now, even if there is really a god of King Kong who is not bad, he may not dare to fight one or two.

Since he opened up the four meridians, he has abundant energy and can run at any time. Moreover, in the past seven days, he has successfully comprehended the changes of yin and yang, and the realm of martial arts has become deeper and deeper.

Jiang Chen believed that now, except for the masters who were not bad, there were very few people in the Transformation Realm who could fight with him.

"Your martial arts are indeed powerful, your martial arts spirit is fierce, and your cultivation method is close to that of an immortal, which is already an extraordinary human way. However, I must remind you that your current Eight Meridians and Twelve Positive Meridians, after all, have only opened up four, and they are not considered martial arts achievements. If you come across a good master to deal with you, remember not to fight hard......"

Jiang Ling's eyes flickered, as if he saw through his thoughts, and reminded him on the side.

"Martial arts is the heart, not just cultivation. If you don't walk between life and death, don't move, have a clear and pure will, and just cultivate a few more meridians, it's just a little longer strength. ”

Jiang Chen shook his head, and his tone was clear: "You and I meet tonight, it's a fate, we martial artists are interacting, it's too boring to talk without martial arts." I would like to ask you for advice and see what the mysteries of the Jiang family's thousand-year-old martial arts are. ”

He looked at Jiang Ling, his temperament changed suddenly, and he revealed the true intention of the martial arts that cut the yin and yang and pierced the sky.

With his body as the center, the ripples of the Dao air began to roll, and countless birds that stayed in the trees were startled, and many of them trembled and trembled in their wings.

This is the use of the power of the mind to disturb the environment and affect sentient beings.

Jiang Chen showed his true strength with all his might, and his qi and machine supernatural powers were not under Jiang Ling at all.

His martial arts are independent and self-reliant, like an immortal outside the world, standing proudly in the red dust, although he can't move his soul despite thousands of catastrophes. Heaven and earth country, nothing can stop its heart!

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll practice with you empty-handed!"

Jiang Ling's eyes flashed, and in this moment, the steps under his feet also moved.

Jiang Chen had no weapon in his hand, but he carried a spear in his hand.

However, Jiang Ling's figure retreated, and he casually threw the spear in his hand aside, pointing at Jiang Chen with his bare hand.

At their level, fighting with their bare hands is actually more enjoyable than using weapons!

"You have to be careful, more than half of the martial arts of our Jiang clan are inherited from the ancestor Taigong. Yin Fu Art of War, turn into boxing and spearmanship, refine spiritual qi and blood inside, and kill evil demons and strong enemies outside!"

Jiang Ling's body, retreating into a forest, suddenly lost its traces, only a faint sound, still spreading in the air.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised.

This kind of secret art has obviously surpassed the secular martial arts, and it is the "escape art" method in the art of war.

Three thousand years ago, Taigongzi Ya left the Taigong Art of War, which has six Tao techniques, which contain thousands of methods, like ghosts and immortals, like humans and beasts, as long as they can achieve victory, the means can be said to be all-encompassing.

And within the Jiang clan, there is also a secret martial arts extended with Liutao. Such martial arts fight with people, almost like ghosts and gods, there is no trace.

Jiang Chen's face froze slightly.

If this wasn't in Zhao Yu'an's Qingquan Residence, he raised his feet to shake the ground, his breath gushed, and there were a hundred ways to directly overturn the surrounding woods, so that the other party had no way to escape, and there was nothing to hide.

But here, he didn't want to cause much damage, so he fell into a disadvantageous situation.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this yard should just be your friend's. You have some scruples about doing it here, but I don't, and if I use the magic of escape, you won't be able to find any traces of me. ”

Jiang Ling laughed, and the laughter seemed to fill the entire courtyard, but it didn't attract the attention of any of the people in the courtyard.

He is using his heart to distort other people's five senses with his heart and will, and he is not using his mouth to make a sound at all.

Even Jiang Chen, a person with extremely full six senses, couldn't hear where he was, and couldn't see where he was.

However, at this time, Jiang Ling, who was hidden in the corner of the courtyard, finally moved.

No one knew where he struck, stepped into the courtyard and struck suddenly.

The Yin Fu moves with guns, the fists come out at will, the treacherous way of the art of war, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable!

In history, Jiang Ziya himself is the ancestor of the way of soldiers, the ancestor of strategists, the first person in the world to be a careerist, and the later generations of Zhang Liang Zhuge and Liu Ji Daoyan are all disciples and grandchildren of his lineage.

The "Yin Fu Marksmanship" handed down by the Jiang clan is even more ruthless and impermanence to the limit, which is even more terrifying than the impermanence of asking for life.

Jiang Ling stabbed out with a punch, like the head of a gun, and the tip of the gun also bloomed with a cold glow.

The surface of his fist was covered with white airflow, and it exploded with a whining explosion, and the white light flashed suddenly, and it was exactly the same as the appearance of a real big gun.

Around this spear, the air flow crackled and crackled, and every strong wind that flew out could cut through the gold and stone like a flying knife.

His Gang Qi was far more than just a volley of three inches, but could shoot hundreds of qi explosions in all directions at the moment when his fist burst out. It seems that on the battlefield, with a wave of the military flag, the army runs over, and the heads of rolling people fall to the ground.

Three zhang away, Jiang Ling's fist had already seen Jiang Chen's back.

Punch, coming soon!