Wei Gao's movements were unhurried, like a baby pulling out a diaper, and his movements were very ugly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the black lightning appeared in front of him, the purple ribbon fairy clothes just covered the body, just blocking all the black lightning.

The monkey quieted down, its furry body, and stumbled a few times, "This is the purple ribbon fairy clothes, where did you get it?"

"What your brother gave me, let me kill you!"

Wei Gao's fist struck out crookedly, burrowing over the monkey's head, dodging the monkey's raised arm, and hitting the monkey's chest.

"Hmph!" the monkey took a few steps back, "Just a purple ribbon fairy clothes, you also want to kill me to play San Lang, what are you kidding?"

"Trick on San Lang?" Wei Gao laughed, "Your name is quite cute." ”

Juggan Saburo opened his mouth, blood flowed out, "You say I'm cute? I hate it when others say I'm cute." I've lived for thousands of years, and I'm actually said to be cute!"

"I'm going to kill you. ”

Juggling Saburo moved again, every movement, without mercy, black lightning slashed over, and a large pit several feet deep immediately appeared on the ground.

Wei Gao didn't dare to slack off, and used purple ribbon immortal clothes to support him, occasionally using mortal fists and kicks, and counterattacking a few times.

It's a pity that although he can hit Jusan Lang, but the realm of the two is too far apart, and Wei Gao's fist can't cause substantial damage to the other party.

Even if Wei Gao's strength reaches the realm of being as fast as the wind, it is still not as good as playing San Lang, and his gestures are at least the realm of "power is empty".

Wei Gao's power struck the past, and he couldn't hit the opponent's entity at all, so it was resolved by the opponent's ability to unload the force.

However, it seems that Juan San Lang deliberately delays time, and his actions are not very fast, but he is playing with Wei Gao in a funny way.

The two of them had a back and forth and fought for more than three hours.

Wei Gao's mortal fists and feet are becoming more and more skilled, more and more powerful, and his combat effectiveness is getting stronger and stronger. But Wei Gao's every action is still like a child, staggering, funny and helpless.

"Chatter...... Do you feel that the realm is constantly improving?"

Juggling Saburo flicked his sleeves lightly, and brushed Wei Gao's fist aside, "I can tell you clearly that I deliberately played with you." ”

Wei Gao's face remained unchanged, his movements suddenly accelerated, as fast as the wind, and he swung his fist over, bringing up a tornado, and Juggan San Lang symbolically took a few steps back, "Ouch, it seems that you are also a violent temper!"

Juggling Saburo was triumphant, his teeth were exposed, and the blood accidentally dripped to the ground, snapping, "The talent of this seat is not comparable to you humans. ”

"Oh?"

Wei Gao responded slowly, stretched out his long legs, and just held on the back of Juan San Lang, "However, although your movements are fast, there are traces to follow." ”

"Chatter...... That's a flaw in my deliberate selling, and if I hadn't deliberately let you hit me, you wouldn't have been able to hit me. ”

"Everyone's movements have traces, and as long as you practice the exercises, there will be flaws. I have comprehended countless exercises, and I have found this point. Only attack the opponent's flaws. ”

Wei Gao's words were unhurried. As he spoke, his hands and feet did not stop, and he seemed to attack and play Saburo slowly.

It's also strange to say, playing San Lang can't avoid Wei Gao's funny actions. These hilarious punches and kicks work in particular.

If Wei Gao's strength reaches the Thunder Tribulation, he will no longer be an opponent. But now, Wei Gao can only struggle to support.

"Fastness is the foundation of all exercises. I'm moving faster than you're reflexing, how do you find my flaws?" said Saburo laughing, "My brothers and sisters think it's useless to be fast, they're wrong. ”

"Fast to the extreme, what's it?"

Wei Gao asked, very rigorous.

While questioning, Wei Gao also used his hands and feet together, and hit the chin of the trickster Saburo.

"Ouch", Juggan Saburo took a few steps back, "Is your action fast or slow?

Playing Saburo was furious, "You have comprehended the exercises quickly." Let me tell you, the ultimate of fast is slow. The ultimate in slowness is fast. ”

"Fast and slow are born together, long and short are comparative, light and heavy are combined, between virtual and real, high and low want to follow, this is the way of supernatural powers, and Heng Sheng!"

Juggling San Lang didn't care, and pointed at the little brother, pointing at Wei Gao, "I taught you so much, you can die." ”

"Thank you!" Wei Gao was satisfied, playing San Lang's theory of speed and slowness, which opened Wei Gao's thinking imprisonment, fast is not fast, when it is fast, it is really fast.

Slow is not a failure, slow when it is slow, it is more useful than fast.

Wei Gao slowly threw a punch, his movements were not fast, and he struck under the ribs of Juggan Saburo.

Juggan Saburo laughed, "Your movements are too slow, not fast." I'll let you punch and kill you again. ”

"Bang!"

With a strong punch, Juan Saburo's face changed, and a strong feeling of pain was born from under his ribs, and when he looked down, a huge fist mark really appeared on his body.

"You hit me?" said Saburo, "No one has ever hit me like this, you're the first." ”

"Very well, I'm going to eat you right away, otherwise, I'll waste a lot of time killing you if you continue to grow. ”

Juggan Saburo was furious, the hair on his body stood upright, and his face glowed with fiery red, as red as his buttocks.

Wei Gao's expression remained unchanged, and the steps under his feet were moving slowly, as leisurely as an old man walking. Just now, Wei Gao's actions were empty, so that Juan San Lang did not pay attention to his precautions.

The moment he came into contact with Juan Saburo, he suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, he hit more than 300 times in a row, and finally injured Juan Saburo slightly.

Slow is fast, slow and fast, the meaning of fast and slow is all shown in Wei Gao's punch.

Juggling San Lang gritted his teeth, pointed his right hand to the sky, opened his palm, grabbed it out of thin air, and pulled out a golden long stick from the void and struck it down.

Wei Gao's face changed, what kind of magic weapon is this?

The sound of the long stick is loud, whirring, and in the emperor's tomb, it seems that only the sound of the long stick is left, and there is nothing that can overshadow the light of the long stick.

Wei Gao used all his strength, and his body twisted, and he was able to dodge the blow of the long stick.

However, the part of his back, which was not covered by the purple ribbon fairy clothes, all collapsed with blood.

Even with the purple ribbon immortal clothes to protect his body, Wei Gao still felt that his internal organs couldn't stop rolling, and the internal organs in his body had to be turned out one by one.

It's just a stick wind, it has such power, if you are hit by a long stick, you will definitely die.

Wei Gao jumped away and played San Lang, "You long stick, isn't it also a magic weapon of the Heavenly Court?"

"Of course, the Heavenly Court Tail Fire Stick hurts the soul the most. How does it taste?"

Wei Gao's eyes narrowed, "I'll say it again, I'm in the flesh." Spirit, not here. ”

Juggan Saburo laughed, "Do you think you can realize the dual-purpose of one mind? A divine soul is almost enough to control a body, do you still want to separate the divine soul from the body?"

Wei Gao laughed, "What am I lying to you about?" ”

Juggling Saburo shook his shoulders, "Human beings are despicable, and now they still want to deceive this seat." Suddenly, he fell silent, his head turned slowly, and his face changed.