Thinking that An Le Gongzi was born in a great Zhou martial arts family since he was a child, he was talented and intelligent, and he practiced Xuangong at the age of three, and practiced with a sword at the age of five. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Three years ago, An Le Gongzi accidentally got a sword experience injected by a previous generation of sword immortals, and under the study of it, until this time, he was a martial artist, and he had entered the road of martial arts from the sword and stepped into the road of martial arts.

This time out of the customs, coincided with the Qinglian County Lord competition to recruit relatives, although the son of Anle did not say it, but in his heart, there were some invincible opponents from the hole, and he had to spare people and be unforgiving.

If it weren't for that, An Le Gongzi would not have chosen to come at the last moment by riding the wind with Edgeworth.

Everything was originally carried out one by one according to everything in An Le Gongzi's original plan, but when he arrived at Chen Bailu's place, everything suddenly seemed to be out of control.

Ignoring, naked ignoring, An Le Gongzi never thought that he was only in retreat for more than a year, could it be that someone in the rivers and lakes had forgotten about himself?

The name of the fourth son of martial arts, when you don't blow it out with your mouth. Instead, he relied on him Huang Zhuotao to fight bloody battles all the way, and he fought with real swords and guns.

"Good!"

A cold, angry and long good word was spoken, and the invisible power of courage rushed out from An Le Gongzi's body. Even if you are dozens of feet away, you can sense the terrifying power contained in the power of the spirit.

"The spirit is exuding, and the soldiers who surrender without a fight are the magical powers that only the legendary martial artists who have entered the Tao.

At this time, it is used to deal with a nobody, it seems that An Le Gongzi is really angry!"

"Also, this stinky boy doesn't look at who he's facing.

An Le Gongzi, one of the four sons of martial arts, besides, with An Le Gongzi's current cultivation at the level of Taoism, I am afraid that from now on, he will be the head of the four sons of martial arts.

If I go up, I will definitely take the opportunity to have a relationship with An Le Gongzi, and then politely admit defeat directly, and leave a good impression in front of An Le Gongzi, this is really a smart person!"

"You look at An Le Gongzi's face at this time, it really doesn't have a good impression at all.

This guy is definitely going to be unlucky today, even if An Le Gongzi has an extraordinary temperament, if he doesn't want his life, he is afraid of a lesson, it will be inevitable!"

"Look!"

An Le Gongzi's low shout interrupted everyone's words, and at this time, each of them stared at An Le Gongzi intently, for them, this martial artist's swordsmanship moves, but if they can remember a little bit, go back, it is an infinitely useful thing.

With a wave of his hand, the long sword, which had been submerged in the koi platform for more than half a foot, trembled, and flew out upside down and flew back into the hands of An Le Gongzi.

Then the long sword of the Anle prince waved, and the whole person and the sword light seemed to turn into an inseparable whole. With an extraordinary rhythmic style, in an instant, he jumped in front of Chen Bailu.

As soon as An Le Gongzi made a move, he learned the "supreme" swordsmanship Flying Dragon Nine Styles. The first five swords of this Flying Dragon Nine Style, although exquisite, are all ordinary swordsmanship. But in the end, the four swords, the six together, the seven stars converge, the eight doors of the soul breaking, and the four swordsmanship of the nine songs, all of which are flying swords.

When the sword is issued, the long sword is affected by the unique internal force and the spirit, and within three zhang of the body, the long sword is unpredictable, moving at will, and it is very powerful.

At this time, before the Anle son arrived, the sword light was already approaching, and with a slash on the ground, it turned out to be straight to Chen Bailu's waist to tie it. Looking at that look, it is to make Chen Bailu a big ugly appearance in front of everyone.

With An Le Gongzi's cultivation as an entry-level martial artist in the third layer of Qi Refining Wind Riding Realm, it is more than enough to deal with any good hand in the rivers and lakes, and if you want to do this.

It's a pity that this time, his opponent is by no means an ordinary charlatan.

Fast, An Le Gongzi's sword is fast, but Chen Bailu's hand is faster.

In the martial arts scriptures of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a kung fu that was spread outside the Dajue Temple in the past, called the dragon hand.

At this moment, Chen Bailu secretly urged with the Buddha power that was comparable to the sixth layer of Qi refining that he had cultivated in the Cave Xuan Disaster Refining Treasure True Sutra, and as soon as he made a move, his right hand seemed to have tens of millions of huge powers, and infinite power came.

At this moment, the son of An Le only felt that Chen Bailu's seemingly slow claw was grasped, and there was a Buddha sitting in the starry sky, the dragon flying, and the supreme power of one claw.

The moment that An Le Gongzi's long sword was only half an inch above Chen Bailu's lacing, as soon as he heard Chen Bailu's body, it seemed that the sound of countless fried beans bursting came from the crackling sound.

This is exactly the effect of the Buddha power cultivated in the Cave Disaster Refining Treasure Sutra when it penetrates the meridians and acupoints around the body, urging the dragon snatcher.

"All kinds of tricks are ringing together, and the blood is vigorous, this person is actually a master of entering the Dao!"

It's a pity that An Le Gongzi secretly regrets in his mind that his big thoughts are not over. But seeing that Chen Bailu had already grasped his long sword with one claw, he closed it with force, like the claw of King Kong, indestructible.

The long sword of the son of An Le was originally the boutique of the famous sword-casting villa in the martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but under Chen Bailu's claw, it was unable to resist at all, and in an instant, it had turned into infinite fragments and scattered the heavens and the earth.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, although Chen Bailu did not make a move, but Huang Zhuotao, the son of Anle, practiced the last four moves of the Flying Dragon Nine Style. It is the method of sacrificing the sword with painstaking efforts, and when the human sword is psychic, it is like an arm, which also brings the risk of both glory and loss.

At this time, the long sword was destroyed, and under the backlash, the son of An Le had not yet had time to calm down the violent flow of qi, blood and true qi in his body.

Then, An Le Gongzi only felt a fierce palm force imprinted on his chest as if it was overwhelming. With the "click" sound of the bones in the chest, the whole person has flown out upside down.

"The people of Tianshui County are extraordinary!"

An Le Gongzi, who fell heavily on the cold ground under the ring, heard the sound of the prison military attaché's sentence. The victory and defeat have been divided, but it is a pity that the one who won is not him.

Countless whispers are like flies in the chaos of summer, and they can't stop entering the ears of An Le Gongzi.

Mr. An has never failed before, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know what will happen to the loser.

Defeated, cleanly defeated, more than ten years of operation, once dispersed. From now on, there will never be a famous name of An Le Gongzi.

"Gongzi An Le was actually defeated, it seems that everything we were originally prepared to use against him should be used on this Wu Bufan!"

In the depths of the crowd on Koi Terrace, a boy with the same fluttering sleeves looked at An Le Gongzi, who spat a mouthful of blood on the ground in the distance and passed out, and muttered.