Fantasy World Transmigration

The disciples of the Pingxingsu School looked at Ding Chunqiu, who was paralyzed on the ground. They were as terrible as the gods and monsters. Now they saw the picture in front of them, but 90% of them did not believe it. Of the remaining 10%, another 90% believe that the head is testing the faithfulness of his disciples.

However, among the disciples of Xingsu School, there are still some bold characters. Their masters picked the stars and secretly winked, and the duster on the side nodded intently. He was brave, stomped on his feet, and called softly, "Master? Master!"

The cold sweat dripped on Chen Zi's back, and he took out all the courage brought from the birth of his mother. She patted Ding Chunqiu's shoulder boldly. His hand just reached the shoulder, and the whole person suddenly stiffened.

"Bold guilty!" Ding Chunqiu's voice came suddenly.

"Master spares your life!" "Old immortal!" The disciples of Xingsu School frightened to their knees, picking Xingzi and lying on the ground, nodding, only breaking their foreheads with blood, a group of Xingsu School disciples, The steamed buns are like pounding garlic, and the blood on their faces is dripping. The disciples can feel that the ground under their feet actually starts to shake slightly.

"Choosing Xingzi, how dare you, did you dig out your eyes yourself, or the old immortal do it yourself?" The voice of Yinxian measured passed to Xingzi's ears, scaring him into a panic.

"Don't bother the old fairy with his hands, or dare to bother the Master." He put his hand straight into his left eye, dripping with blood, lining his face like the evil ghost Shura, and the people present did not hesitate to abolish him One of his own eyes, this severely chilling hand and foot, can make him do this kind of thing, Ding Chunqiu, in the eyes of everyone, a secretive three-pointer.

"The other one is also abolished!" Yin Yinxue said again. With the pain of picking Xingzi, his head was clearer for three minutes. He actually heard a smile from the voice of "Master". Struggling out of Chunqiu's shadow, it was discovered that Ding Chunqiu was still lying on the ground motionless.

"Not ready yet!" The voice urged, but the picking star jumped up violently, and with a wave of his hands, the poisonous wind waved a group of beggars to help his disciples, reaching out and slicing to a girl wearing a purple clothes and a strange ghost hidden in the crowd "Azi, you're looking for death!" If the picking of a star is crazy, bear the sharp pain in the left eye, and use all the tricks of poisoning, it will make Azi better than death.

Unexpectedly, four people were suddenly killed and stood in front of Azi. Another middle-aged scribe held up Azi and nervously said, "Azi, come back soon!" He connected his right hand with a pure, pure Yang finger, Opening the poison palm of Xingzi, he pulled Azilian back four steps and came to the crowd.

Xun Zixing covered his palms, and retired to the disciples of Xingsu, waved and opened the person who came to help, and kicked a disciple who tried to conceal him. The first thing he stopped was to check the situation of Ding Chunqiu.

I saw the stupid Dingzi standing in front of Ding Chunqiu, picking the Xingzi full of anger, waving his hand to the back of Dingzi, unexpectedly, as if defeating leather, he flicked Dust to three feet and fell to the ground. The blood of dark purple, flowing from the dusty Qiqiao, apparently has been dead for a long time.

The heroes were all horrified. They even backed down dozens of steps and retreated a large circle around Ding Chunqiu. Even Azi's face was cloudy. She had already determined that Ding Chunqiu was dead, but now she saw the dust. Misery, a little suspicion in my heart: So terrible old man, is it really dead?

"Ahhh!" A scream of heartbreaking shouted from the mouth of Xingzi Zi, and everyone saw in horror that the Xiezi Zi pretends to kill like crazy, and his seven tricks are covered with blood, and the purple pus and blood leak from his mouth and nose Out, Wu Gong is ten times more powerful than usual, and Mo Yunzi was caught by him and couldn't escape.

The disciples of Xingsu also disregarded the grudges of the past, and joined hands to deal with this mass killing 'Master', but for a moment, those who were caught by the stars and wounded went crazy together. The big Astral sects are killed in a group. Everyone, no matter how close or distant they are, kills when they see someone. They dare not let others get close to them.

The beggars and the male crows were silent, and they were shocked to see the **** river in front of them. There were no good disciples in the stars. Each of them was a decent and fast-moving character, but these decent disciples were still miserable in front of them. The elephant was shocked. Hundreds of disciples, a few breaths, were dead and injured.

The flesh and blood surrounded Ding Chunqiu and surrounded a large circle. In front of him, there was no sober disciple of the star school, only dozens of corpses were killing each other. Quietly and silently, dozens of knights in flying fish suits appeared quietly watching around, until a whistle sounded, all the celestial corpses fell down like they had lost their power.

A smiling commander of Forbidden Martial Arts came to Ding Chunqiu, opened his body, took a swallowtail dart from his chest, and turned back to the crowd. He took a step, and the beggar and the group hero stepped back. , More than 30 feet away from him. I saw him laugh: "The children have all been ordered just now, the one who goes a step further, kill without amnesty!"

"The **** people are now without pardon, and the governor is in the hall, waiting for you. Please!"

不管 He ​​shouted to the mountain regardless of the tragic heroes:

"Monks, come out and wash the floor!"

His voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in everyone's ears. Even the Xuanci, who was far above the Noble Heroes' Palace, couldn't help raising his eyelids. Several old monks sighed, read the sound of the Buddha, closed Head shook his head.

On Laoshan Road, the girl in the uniform wearing a uniform looked at Chen Ang with a smile, and said, "Dudu, how are people doing? Does it fit Dudu's mind?"

"If you talk to me in this tone again, I will kill you! Tong Guan!" Chen Ang looked indifferent, but there was a kind of indifference in his voice that Tong Guan believed that Chen Ang could really speak and do it. .

She looked right and respectfully said, "It's not the subordinates' pretentious work, but the power of" The Sunflower Collection "has gradually deepened, so that the subordinates can appreciate the beauty of heavenly life and the movement of yin and yang. It really feels hard to live in the past. All power, what power! Position! Bewildered and confused. "

"Until the master imparted divine power, his subordinates did not know that there are still such living methods in the world, and there is such a taste in the filthy red dust. His subordinates immediately felt that in the past, they were 'intriguing and fighting for power'. It's ridiculous that the heavens and the humans are wonderful and the endless fun is the real meaningful thing in this world. "

Wu Tongguan smiled, really no different from the 28th girl, showing a charming charm, the surrounding dragons and guards looked straight ahead, and looked intently, as if there were enemies present.

"The Book of Sunflowers, I was astonished to be able to practice this kind of realm. I originally thought that you could at most attain the realm of turning from yin to yang, regenerating the male body, or the next level of male and female. , The realm of indistinct yin and yang. Unexpectedly, you have really trained yourself as a woman. "

Chen Ang sighed: "The Sunflower Collection is a martial art of the extreme Yang. You can practice the anode to create yin, which is already extraordinary. I did not expect that you could take it to the next level. A clever use. Not male or female, non-yin and non-yang, non-physical mortal, or ordinary man, but heaven and man born of emptiness, extremely happy. "

Tong Guanjiao laughed and said, "The Governor is not a human being with naked eyes. He can't see through my skin, male, female, non-self, no being, and longevity. Dudu has realized. Why should these foreign ministers be mindful? "

"Since I've become enlightened, why should I take it to heart? I want to pick it up and pick it up." Chen Ang looked at her with a smile, but made Tong Tong cold, and quickly lowered his head, "I see, Governor."

"You just shot it, it's too cruel. Martial arts that leave no room for it are just weapons for killing. They can't be your reliance on climbing the way of heaven and man. You have a whimsy, but unfortunately you are going to the extreme. But your martial arts, which is modeled after life and death, may not be subtle there. "Chen Ang sighed.

"Yin and Yang are condensed in the ice, and Ling Ling Palace has given me a big surprise!" Tong Guan said shamefully, "Then Princess Xixia still had such a powerful help. If it were not for life or death, the two were still there. Intriguing, I may not be able to win them. "

"The Governor's collection of martial arts books in the Lingya Palace has been read by all. I must have known that I practiced the Eight Wastes and Sixfold Only Self-respect for me, and I was extremely yang and yin, breaking away from the" Sunflower Collection "created by Dudu. I wanted to You have to create a kung fu and think about it, but do not leave the "Sunflower Book", only to find that although Dudu did not do all the work, but left a further shadow. "

"My avenue of heaven and man is in the shadow of the governor after all!" Tong Guan glanced deeply at Chen Ang and sighed, "This martial arts is powerful, but to reach the avenue, it is far from the flames. Compared to "The Book of Sunflowers," it's just a plaything. "

"The symbol of life and death touches the acupoints of the human body with yin and yang. It is just a general ingenuity. But you can learn from my" Golden Sweep ", the idea of ​​the unity of heaven and man in the" big body of the universe, the small universe of the human body ". , Quoting for life and death. "Chen Ang nodded:

"Yin, Liu Yang, Jiu, there are all kinds of qi. I sort out yin and yang, but you have classified them in Vientiane, and created a lot of heterogeneous qi, using the heterogeneous qi as medicine, reconciling it as poison. Although qi poison is born from my illness, Qi, but the comprehension in it may not be under me. Ding Chunqiu, but Xiaodao poisoner, you use Qi and poison to kill him, you are too high! "

Chen Ang looked at the foot of the mountain and said, "Every qi poison, with qi as the carrier, is like the sacral bone of the cheekbones ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ It is parasitic in the internal force. If the others have a slight induction, they are toxic. The internal force of the faction is poisonous, but it is not easy to hurt others. It is easy to kill Xingsu faction full door after one pass, two passes, three passes. "

"Do not talk about killing!" Tong Guan laughed.

"It would be a shame to use this type of martial arts to specialize in murder!" Chen Ang shook his head. "Martial arts is not used to kill people. Martial arts specializing in killing people were not created. Dharma was not created. Nor is it. If you can brew the wine of longevity with different kinds of true energy, would it be better than creating a martial art that poisons millions! "

Tong Guan froze, and suddenly smiled like a peach in spring. "Dudu was right, I went astray. In this world, I can kill, I can kill without that gas poison, I can't kill ... She glanced at Chen Ang and continued: "Even if there are tens of thousands of toxic drugs, it will not help. This is indeed a waste of martial arts."

"Unfortunately, my martial arts, the dark part of the official family has a lot of practice. Although the time is still shallow, I am not going to pass on their more powerful usage, but it is a hidden danger. I do n’t want to. The madman who studies homicide and martial arts makes the grandeur decline. "

"This martial art is called" Tianluo Weidao "! I will fill in the missing part of it, as one of the rivers and lakes in the flowers, it is also a good thing to compete with Qunfang." Chen Ang laughed.

Tong Guan shook his hand and complained: "The dovetail dart is still too heavy, if it is a silver needle. It would be better for them to use the silver needle as a weapon in Tian Luo Wei Dao. Between life and death, it must be a moment. Fit tight. "

Chen Aung ignored her, and the door of the Shaolin Temple was near.