Autumn is high and cool, and the golden wind is mighty.

Impotent walked barefoot on the shore of Xiaojing Lake, in the shallow water, holding a beautiful shell in his hand. Beautiful shells, to give to the beloved girl, incompetence is originally an infatuated species: "Huba Cilen - I love you - " The beautiful shell is also a deadly weapon, incompetent to throw the shell out with a beautiful posture, and make a beautiful water drift: "Hahahaha!

Huba Cilen was swimming, floating a huge head on the water, with no limbs, like a swimming bear: "Horn Mi Bang! Horn Mi Bang!" Huba Cilen was born to swim, everyone is born to swim, and incompetence will not. Because incompetence is a god descending to earth, a mortal immortal will not swim bare-assed casually, which is immoral. Besides, the water is too cold. The water was too cold, and the incompetent feet were numb, so the incompetent reminded in a timely manner: "Huba Cilen - stop playing - go - "

Huba Cilen stabbed down and disappeared.

The water properties of Huba Cilen are very good, and Huba Cilen has gone crazy.

"Hey!" the impotent immortal sighed, his face gloomy.

It's a pity that there was no fire.

After a while, Huba Cileng came out again, holding a big fish in his mouth.

Swam over.

This is a small scene, incompetence has been seen, and Huba Cileng has already caught eighteen fish.

and they were all eaten by him raw, or swallowed raw, even with the bones of the belt.

"Savages!, orcs!" said Impotence, shaking his head and sighing as he walked away.

It is the wise man who has a thousand thoughts and must make a mistake, and the inability to forget to bring the flint with him is a major mistake.

Still, go back and get it.

The mountains in the distance shouted a tsunami, and the applause in the distance was like a tide, coming with the wind, which was exceptionally clear.

Yes, by the way.

Big scenes, small scenes, are all relative.

Victory or defeat is at the snap of a finger, success or failure turns empty, saying that everyone is watching, who really cares.

At least I don't care.

"Brother Fang Yin gave it to you, and Wuzen also gave it to you. Wuzen said seriously.

"No, it doesn't. Yue Ling said lightly.

"You are the senior brother of Brother Fang Yin, that is, the senior brother of Wuzen, so, um!" Wuchan turned around and left: "That's it." ”

"Huh?" everyone was stunned and dumbfounded, "Isn't it?"

"No Zen!" Of course, there is also Peony, the Peony Divine Hero will never allow the Zenless monk to do anything wrong: "Give me back!"

"Hey!" Monk Wuzen is a man who is afraid of his wife, and he is born with: "Brother Fang Yin——"

Brother Fang Yin was shaking his head, smiling on his face, and sticking out his tongue at Wuchan, why is this?

No Zen has no fighting spirit.

"Wuzen, you listen to me. In fact, Yue Ling cared: "Your eldest brother Fang Yin is a waste, a coward, he doesn't dare to compare with me, and he doesn't deserve it." Wu Chan turned around and glanced at him: "It's not like that, Wu Chan knows, Brother Fang Yin is not!" Yue Ling smiled and put a trace of contempt on the corner of his mouth: "That's it, he is a waste, you are also a waste, you two are cowards, generally." Wu Chan clenched his fists, and his anger rose slightly: "Wu Chan is not!

"Yes!"

Everyone is listening, everyone is listening, some people are puzzled, some people know, some people look at Fang Yin, and Fang Yin laughs. Wu Chan's fist was clenched, Wu Chan didn't want to talk to him anymore, Wu Chan was angry: "Come on! Wu Chan will fight with you!" Speaking of fighting wits, Wu Chan is not Yue Ling's opponent, but in a few words, settle. Yes, this Yue Ling will definitely go all out, Wu Chan is a rare, real opponent, Wu Chan is a litmus test: "Come!"

The Immortal Immortal nodded and smiled knowingly: "Begin." ”

No Zen punches, Arhat eighteen punches, Yue Ling punches, and Sanqing swordsmanship. It was a battle between dragons and tigers, but in fact, the competition had not gone all out so far, and Yue Ling also had reservations. Yue Ling is the pride of Shangqing, just like Mei Gongyuan Mei taught back then, Yue Ling has achieved success in swordsmanship, and he is not inferior to Zen. The sun is hanging for eternity, the sun is also magnificent, my heart reflects the bright moon, and Zheng Zheng is more open. Who wants to ride the wind and linger in the palace? Why don't you dance Qingfeng, three feet and shine in all directions! Yue Ling takes out the sword, and the sword comes out, and if he doesn't hide it, the sword will be swallowed!

"Boom—"

Without Zen punching, the heart is empty.

The real opponent is the touchstone, the fist of no Zen is the fist of thousands of hammers, the fist of no Zen is the fist of rigidity and softness, and the fist of no Zen has tended to be neutral and peaceful from the fierce and uncasting, and it is not immutable. The sword came, Wu Zen flashed, punched out, retracted and released freely, the cold and blazing glow on the blade Wu Zen ignored, Master Lingshi said, that can not hurt Wu Zen. In fact, the sword is broken without Zen Gang wind, but it can't break the skin and flesh without Zen, and there is no Zen awareness.

The sword is not very good, and it is not effective for Wuzen. Since it is formed by gathering energy, it is not compared to a blade after all, and the sword is not a myth, but just the icing on the cake. Yue Ling knew that after fighting for a few breaths, thirty-six swords came out, and the swords were constricted, and they turned into invisible. Yue Ling knew that Wuzen was an extremely difficult opponent, and he couldn't allow Yue Ling to show off here half-heartedly, Yue Ling just wanted to try it. The little monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him is unpretentious, and only when he really puts it right with him does he know what is terrible about him, and his fist is mellow and wishful, without a trace of flaws!

No Zen Joy!

How rare it is to be a real opponent, especially for the martial arts who are obsessed with Zen.

Neck and neck!

Martial arts are in place, nothing more than the word "attack and defense", martial arts duels are nothing more than the word "restraint", no Zen chooses the most sensible and effective way to play, it seems that the white blade is in danger, but in fact it is free to deal with the danger. Wu Zen itself is a divine weapon, Wu Zen with fists, feet, shoulders, knees, elbows, head, with the body of Wu Zen to the extreme of an inch short and an inch of dangerous martial arts-

Yue Ling is invincible.

Wu Chan is advancing, Yue Ling is retreating, but the real danger is Yue Ling with the long sword in his hand, Yue Ling flies back, dodges, and has little time to take out the sword. But also deal with it calmly. It's just the same, Yue Ling's skills are faster than Wuzen, and Wuzen can't beat him, and the gap between the lines is like a moat. The two of them fought fast and fought for a while, Yue Ling punched, and Sanqing palmed. In this game, Yue Ling will show his true strength, the sword will be the main attack and defense, and he will be assisted by his palm, and he will use his finger power. The palm is inclusive, the finger is sharp, the sword is like a dragon and snake, Yue Ling is neat and crisp, completely demeanor, and it is the bearing of a grandmaster.

No Zen and no enemy.

Yue Ling's advance and retreat are like lightning, and his shots are like the wind, and he is not as fast as him, and it is sooner or later if he is restrained. There are seven palms and sixteen fingers in the Silent Meditation, and the Zenless body slows down. The qi breaks through the body, the qi and blood float, the acupuncture points are restricted, and there is no Zen only to feel a stagnation, a stagnation, and another stagnation, and a little stagnation when the mind is moving, and in a blink of an eye, it is already controlled by others. It is said that the internal force is strong and abundant, just like the mighty river of the Yangtze River rushing unstoppable, and the system can not be broken in an instant, but under the continuous barrier of one after another, Wuzen is finally relieved. Slow line, slow line, no Zen is also helpless, the real invincible is Yue Ling.

It's not how well, no Zen doesn't pay attention, no Zen punches punches, eighteen Arhat punches. Wu Zen is at a disadvantage, everyone can see it, everyone is holding their breath and waiting, maybe the victory or defeat will come out at the next moment, and they will be missed in a blink of an eye. Of course, people couldn't see it, and the golden pill the size of a dragon's eye in the Wuzen dantian slowly and slowly turned silently. Lonely, glittering, after the battle between Wuzen and Huba Cilen, she woke up from her slumber, and Wuzen could be seen.

The battle, however, has just begun.

Yue Ling pointed out, but he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he was already unconscious without Zen.

No Zen punch, a type of Arhat across the river, the wind of the boxing, its momentum is surging and resolute, and it is full of energy!