readx;? I stood still and couldn't stand it after three punches, he took off his coat, pointed at me and said: You come out!

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You come out!

I'm not going out!

After three fists, he pointed at my nose and scolded: If you have the ability, you can hide in the Hidden Sword Villa for the rest of your life, otherwise I won't let you leave Yangzhou alive!

You threaten me? The most hated thing in my life is that others threaten me!

Last time outside Yangzhou City, I almost vomited blood when this guy punched me three times, and I didn't believe what I said. At that time, you were a fourth-grade master, and I couldn't beat you, but today is different, I am no longer Wuxia Ameng, I have a senior brother here! I don't take you down today, I'm sorry for my master.

Without the Ten Thousand Swords River Mountain, that thing would have gone into hibernation after my meridians were broken.

There is no half-inch of mountains and rivers, and the Great Zhou is not smooth, although there are still five or six grades of strength, it is not a wise move to fight hard with three fists.

I used the slap magic skill evolved from Dugu Jiujian, with Ling Bo's slight step, to dodge an oncoming punch, and it was a slap in my hand.

After experiencing two pseudo-first-grade realms, I have become more and more proficient in the operation and grasp of true qi, firstly, with that layer of perception and experience, I am more confident in the use of internal force, and secondly, the experience brought by several battles with super masters is something that I can't get from hard training in the early morning.

After three punches, I obviously didn't expect my martial arts to have made such great progress during this period of time, and I was slapped in the face as soon as I came up, and he became angry, who was already annoyed and angry. My fists rained down on me, and I didn't fight hard, relying on my nimble steps to maneuver around him, and occasionally found a hole in his moves, so I slapped him.

This is different from the competition that chased and killed Ji Junbi that night, there were no outsiders watching that day, and they were all disciples of the Shenquan Sect. Now that I am playing like a monkey in front of the heroes of Yangzhou martial arts, how can I not be in a hurry, and I shouted loudly, and even used the same move.

Suddenly, I fell into a passive situation, parrying all the way, relying on Ling Bo's micro-steps to dodge around. It seems that you can't despise any master, even if you killed your son with three punches outside Yangzhou last time, it's useless to use this kind of desperate posture, and I humiliated a few times, and you're going to fight with me.

The disciples of the Divine Fist Sect cheered loudly, clearly forgetting that their head was slapped by me one after another just now.

The seven wounds fist of the head has gone one step further, and the fist style has the meaning of wind and thunder.

The master's martial arts are the best in Yangzhou, how can this kind of small low hand be compared?

A thought flashed in my heart, wasn't this set of boxing techniques the mastery of the golden bearded Chow Lion King Xie Zhisun's mastery back then, injuring a thousand enemies and injuring seven hundred. Although this set of boxing techniques is strong, it has great side effects on the martial arts practitioners, and even some masters have crippled themselves before they can compete in martial arts. Therefore, the martial arts conference has long included the Seven Injuries Fist in the list of prohibited martial arts.

Liu Qingfeng said: I don't know who is more powerful than the Seven Injuries Fist and the Huainan Liu Gang Leader?

The disciple of the Shenquan Sect said: Of course, it is the master, our head once said that he would beat the Liu Gang down in minutes.

I glanced over there and saw that Liu Tiannan of the Huainan Gang had a blue face.

One punch, two punches, three punches, a few punches in one breath, fortunately, I have Ling Bo Weibu, otherwise I will be hit by a punch, and it is estimated that I will be disabled if I don't die.

After more than a dozen punches, I struggled to support myself in the seven wound punches, and suddenly felt the strength of the three punches weakening, and I actually vomited a mouthful of blood. He was wounded seven

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The punch injury was attacked, and I couldn't support it until it hit.

Liu Qingfeng said that the seven injuries were punched, and he actually disabled himself, I don't know if it will leave a psychological shadow. Seeing Liu Tiannan fiddling with the abacus on the side, Liu Qingfeng said again: Gang Master Liu, you are slipping the abacus, why don't you help ask for the shadow area in the master's heart?

I actually have nothing to do with the three punches, and I didn't kill his son, at most I gave him a few slaps today to make him unable to fall. Walking the rivers and lakes, it is not easy to make too many enemies. Thinking of this, I took out a six-flavored rehmannia pill from my bosom.

After the master, last time I said that I would give you a six-flavor rehmannia pill, but I didn't have time to leave in a hurry, and I hope not to push it back this time. In fact, there is no deep hatred between us, and it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them.

After three punches, you know the little witch who killed my son, just rush to this point, I have a hatred between you and you a day, three rivers and four seas.

I thought that this guy was directly hopeless, and kindly comforted: Go through the master, I understand your pain of losing a child, but people can't be resurrected after death, if they go on for a long time, I'm afraid that depression will be difficult to solve, and it is easy to get depression, and I will have to spend money to see a psychiatrist at that time. Qingcheng Sect Qingling Dao Chang has also lost his beloved son recently, why don't you write more letters to communicate, I heard that he has joined the elderly bereaved child mutual aid group, and the effect is good.

After three fists, with the support of the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect, he left the Tibetan Sword Villa, and Liu Qingfeng sneered behind him, The Divine Fist Sect is almost the same!

Liu Tiannan saw that Senior Brother Meng never mentioned the matter of the sword, but there was no way. They are all mixed in Jiangnan martial arts, so naturally they will not be enemies of the Tibetan Sword Villa for a sword, unless this sword has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Senior Brother Meng welcomed the rest of the people into the front hall and instructed the disciples to watch the tea.

Cheng Huaixiu, the leader of the Cao Gang, and several hall masters were killed by Tianshan Tong Milk, leaving no one to take over the huge industry, and they will definitely be targeted. Originally, Caoyun was a shortage of fertilizer, and Yangzhou was a north-south distribution center, and it was even more rich.

The reason why the Cao Gang was able to mix with the wind and water was that the backer behind it was the prefect of Yangzhou, and the silver sent to the prefect's yamen every year was in the number of carriages. Now that the Cao Gang has been destroyed, several Jianghu forces have intervened and want a piece of the pie.

I naturally don't want to listen to this kind of rivers and lakes, so I took Xiao Meng You out for a walk, Meng Huan and Xuan Ming were watching with the new sword, full of pride. I went up and said, congratulations, little nephew, you have cast a peerless divine soldier!

Xuan Ming is about the same age as me, and he didn't like me in the first place, but when he heard me call him a little nephew, he was even more unhappy, and he said in a strange way: Uncle Xiao, your martial arts are so low, and you still make trouble everywhere when you walk the rivers and lakes, aren't you afraid of embarrassing your master?

It doesn't matter, I'm thick-skinned, and Master's skin is thicker than mine, as long as I have one life left, I don't care if I'm ashamed.

Meng Huan asked: I heard that you fought for Murong Qiushui, the first beauty in martial arts, in Murong Villa, and slashed down 10,000 acres of peach blossoms with one sword, and also defeated Nangong Jiecao, but this is the case?

I sighed and didn't speak.

Meng Huan also said that if a man can do this for me, even if my father is against it, I will follow him.

Xuan Ming said, it is estimated that it is just a good thing to be chiseled, I don't see that Xiaosheng has not reported it on the rivers and lakes, if he really has such skills, how can he be so difficult to fight with three punches. Besides, who is Murong Qiushui, how can he fall in love with him?

I was half angry with him, for the sake of you being a junior, I don't have the same knowledge as you.

Meng Huan said that he wanted to name this sword, Xuan

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Ming Yi said several names in a row, the Blood Drinking Sword and the Endless Blade were all vetoed by Meng Huan.

I said that it is better to take the name from Meng Fan and Meng You, and the Tibetan Sword Villa is in the west of Yangzhou City, so it is called Fantasy Westward Journey.

Xiao Meng You clapped his hands and said, this name is good. I laughed, picked her up and kissed her.

At this moment, the alarm suddenly appeared, more than a dozen dark green sons called a few of us, I was the closest to Meng You, and hurriedly blocked Meng You's side. While we were dodging, a man in black with a ghostly figure, as fast as lightning, rushed over, intending to grab the sword.

Meng Huan was raided, did not react, and the sword was robbed. Xuan Ming was furious and slapped the man in black, only to see the man in black borrowing Xuan Ming's internal strength and drifting away.

With the strength of Meng Huan and Xuan Ming, this man in black grabbed the sword, dodged, and escaped in one go, but it only took a few breaths. Xuan Ming didn't want to think about it, so he performed light skills and followed.

This man in black is the Xunlou Ye who betrayed the Demon Sect and stole the Spirit Devouring Bead, and he didn't expect that he had been dormant in the villa.

Senior Brother Meng rushed over when he heard the news, but he didn't get angry. In other words, whoever worked hard to build for three months and exchanged thousands of famous swords for a sword would be furious if it was snatched away as soon as it was baked, but Senior Brother Meng didn't, but after asking the situation clearly, he said, It's a pity, I haven't had time to engrave the logo of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

I said, Senior Brother, isn't it distressed?

Senior Brother Meng smiled and said, "What do I feel sorry for?" Didn't Master tell you?

Say what?

That sword was asked him to cast for you, since he taught you half an inch of rivers and mountains, he wrote to me to cast a sword for you, saying that your martial arts are too poor, you don't have a sword to your body, and one day you accidentally let someone slaughter you.

My heart is dripping blood! Why didn't you say it earlier? You must know that it is my sword, and I will protect it even if I fight to the death.

Liu Qingfeng said, if you look at the point, just as if it hasn't happened, it's not bad to change it.

I felt that the sword was a little weird, and the power of others would increase greatly if they were urged by internal force, but I felt a sense of dizziness, as if the true qi in my body and the sword spirit in the sword body were mutually exclusive, which made me very confused.

After a while, the disciples of the villa came to report and said that Xuan Ming had asked someone to carry the word, and he wanted to find the sword, and if he didn't take it back for a day, he wouldn't return to the villa for a day.

Senior Brother Meng didn't get angry when he lost the sword, but Xuan Ming's departure from Zhuang to seize the treasure made him angry: That kid had long wanted to break into the rivers and lakes, and he found a reason to break through, so he ran away without saying a word, hum, the steward, suspend his salary during this time, and when he comes back, he will be removed from the position of technical director of the sword casting room.

stayed in Sword Casting Villa for two more days, discussed martial arts with the senior brother, and played with Meng You.

At the end of April, it was early summer in Jiangnan, the weather was getting hotter, we said goodbye to the Tibetan Sword Villa, and when we left, we also made an appointment with the senior brother to meet in the capital after some time, Xiao Mengyou was reluctant, until I promised to come to Jiangnan to see her after a while, she was willing to let go of the little hand holding my sleeve.

Liu Qingfeng got a new sword, named Lu Long, ranked ninety on the hundred swords of the rivers and lakes, and he was very excited. The elder brother wanted to give me a sword, but I refused, and only borrowed a horse before leaving.

Since the First World War in Jiangnan, my meridians have been damaged, and I have been trying to reopen it with the meaning of half an inch of rivers and mountains, although it is in vain, but the use and understanding of the true yuan have deepened a lot.

Liu Qingfeng and I were separated in Xuzhou, he drove back to the capital in a carriage, and I rushed to Jinan Mansion.

(End of chapter)

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