Fantasy World Transmigration

The rainwater poured down on the bluestone slab, hit the cyan oil-paper umbrella, and splashed countless tiny drops of water, forming a thin layer of water mist, covering the thin figure of Chen Ang under the paper umbrella.

A lightning struck through the sky, and the dazzling electric flame of the holy flame's peak was translucent. At the peak, the fuzzy figure was all hidden in a thin mist of water. In a thunderous thunder, Fang La took off his coat, exposing his sturdy chest, the rain slipped down his spine, and a few scary old scars, like crickets, hovered over his vital points.

These sloppy wounds made Huang Chang be moved. Although healed, but looking at the terrible wounds close to the vitals, you can imagine how thrilling this was once.

Mingjiao several princes stood behind Fang La and let the rain hit them. Each of them was a master in the world, and they were also famous from the blood of the corpses, saying that they had not been through battle. Too much. However, they willingly yielded to the man named Fang La.

Some of them have amazing qualifications. They have become rare peerless masters, some of them have famous backgrounds, and they have been studying martial arts for decades. They contact the peers, and some of them are killed from the bottom. strength. However, it was Fang La, an ordinary man from a peasant family who deceived them all and became the true leader of the Ming Dynasty.

Xun Huangshang watched Fang La step by step on the high platform step by step, with an unprecedentedly solemn expression. Although he did not touch the rivers and lakes, when it comes to vision, the four masters of Ming religion are not as good as him.

From the doorway to the high platform, there are only tens of steps away. The stagnant water and raindrops on the bluestone slabs collide with numerous small waves. If someone steps on the water, they will definitely feel that soft touch, and the skin touches that. A slight splash. Naughty children in the heavy rain like this feeling the most.

There are many people who hate this kind of wet feeling. Even if they are careful and careful, it is inevitable that the water splashing from the ground and the tumbling water mist will wet their trousers.

Such troubles are inherently inevitable.

However, Huang Chang found that Fang La's trousers were dry, rain dripped down his chest, and the raindrops hit him strongly, but they were firmly absorbed on the surface of his skin like a sponge. He was soon coated with a film of water.

When he stepped in the puddle, it was like he was submerged into the water little by little. It was silent and unrelenting. The rising water mist couldn't even get close to his skin, so he gathered into water droplets and dripped again.

This is a wonderful force!

There are some good players on the Minjiang River, but with three points of skill, he toasts with one hand without tossing, the sword through the tofu without hurting the person's ability to boast of his martial arts. It really should have let them take a look at Fang La's performance at this time.

Countless small, chaotic, unpredictable drops of water, with light or heavy, different sizes, like countless headless flies, complex, trivial forces, from different directions, at different speeds, and inconsistently At the moment of contacting Fang La's body, the complex force changes at this moment can be called the most hidden weapon in the world.

No one can escape the attack of water in heavy rain.

This is the most terrible hidden weapon in the world, it is unpredictable, it is secretive, it is silent, and often unknowingly wets your clothes. If you let the most powerful hidden weapon master in Tangmen, take a look Looking at the heavy rain, can he have a bit of a confrontational mind?

If you let the world, the most extraordinary hand, and the most powerful person, he can escape and catch the ubiquitous heavy rain?

But Fang La did this, he took all the raindrops that hit him, every little bit of force, every most inconspicuous contact, Fang La resolved one by one and transferred their power. It's like a master with strength and strength, facing countless attacks at the same time.

Qiankun move, this is the Qiankun move, the world's martial arts power control first, known as the martial arts martial arts masterpiece of martial arts, in front of it, all the martial arts exquisite and exquisite, like jokes.

Those who are complicated and no one in the world can practice them. Only a few centuries have emerged as a wizard. With a lifetime of learning and pondering martial arts, as long as one face to face, Fang La can be ten times more proficient than their creator.

For the grasp of strength, there is no martial art in this world beyond its scope. Fang La, the most powerful leader of Ming Dynasty history, has decades of accomplishments in this martial art, plus Chen Ang's strong guidance, Yin and Yang change. By leveraging strength and strength, it has complemented its core.

The only unique martial arts ever created by Xun Cai.

"Congratulations!" Chen Angxin rejoiced.

Fang La walked in front of it and sighed sighing: "It was only until now that I felt the joy of martial arts, I could describe the way of heaven and man, unrestrained freedom, and great liberation. Only at this moment in my life can I understand and be satisfied with martial arts. The joy of learning. "

"It is extremely happy to do one thing wholeheartedly. You must truly fall in love with this thing in order to feel its charm." Chen Ang said to him with a smile.

"I didn't understand you. I didn't understand you until I stood here. It's a rare good thing to have a well-matched opponent."

"It's my luck to have such an opponent." Chen Ang laughed. "It's also my luck to see the eighth layer of Qiankun."

In the Ming dynasty, when Qiankun moved only six and a half layers, it was already a rare skill in the world. The past masters have only trained to the sixth layer, which is a master in the martial arts. This time, based on Fang La's decades of accumulation, Chen Ang ’s supreme martial arts wisdom brought together the martial arts crystallization of the two worlds of Xiaoao and Tianlong, which was pushed to the ninth-level realm.

I suppose it must be extremely brilliant and brilliant. Chen Ang was deeply looking forward to it.

He lowered the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and stepped into the heavy rain.

The rain fell on him, slipping down without any force, and splashing a curtain of water, Chen Ang stepped on the slab, rising into the air, like a plexus cloud dragon, swimming freely in the rain in the sky, waving out The drops of water, with strength of different sizes, rushed towards Fang La.

Hold a finger, wait behind the water drop, there is no fire and smoke, point freely on the water drop, Chen Ang to pass through in the heavy rain, and point to Fang La.

In countless drops of water, I don't know how much dark energy is hidden, and in each drop of water, a world can be hidden, at least for Chen Ang. Cold, hot and cold, dry, poisonous, evil, wet, and strange vitality destroy the balance of yin and yang, and reverse the breath of the human body. This is the true qi of the disease.

者 Those who are wounded by the disease are really ill, and if they are seriously ill, the yin and yang way can bring death back to life, and also exterminate life.

This is not just a martial art that hurts people, but a kind of medical technique that is well understood.

Fang La turned back with his hands, like a portal, blocking himself from all sides, splashing water drops on his hand, no matter how strong or strange, he was transferred by a round energy and hit him. The direction of the coming, guided, the water droplets in the air gathered into a palm-sized water polo, UU reading www.uukanshu. com strangely suspended in midair.

Even though the water polo power is complex and changeable, among which Chen Ang's energy is strange and unpredictable, but encounters the smooth and mellow power of the skids, reverses the power, combs the yin and yang, and the wonderful movement of Qiankun moves. Infinite power is enclosed in a small water polo. The heavy rain fell on Fang La's body, but fell down weakly.

Even this power is continued in the water polo.

The strength that Chen Ang gave away was gathered one by one and gradually accumulated. Fang La smiled and returned with both hands. It was like a large lake filled with floods when a flash flood erupted. Fang La's own strength, pouring forward, such as the lake bank collapsed, the flood rushed out.

This is to attribute Chen Ang's strength to himself and send it out as if they were together. Can anyone else in this world take the blow from Chen Ang and Fang La?

One finger of Chen Ang followed closely behind and hit this blast. If it was true, the finger bones, scoffs, arm bones, shoulder bones, and ribs would be broken at once, the bones would be broken, and all five would burn. But also by those weird vigor, reversing the yin and yang atmosphere, and all diseases.

He is the immortal of heaven, and he is dying.

But it was Chen Ang, Qian Qian moved, only two people in the world can reach the peak, one is Fang La, and the other is Chen Ang, two of them inside and outside, each complete the mystery of this magic.

Although Chen Ang has not realized the half of Fang La's study at this moment, he also knows the mystery of five great moves, because it was the martial arts that the two of them worked together to create.