I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

In the face of the second wave of golden light fists, Zhang Chen has no shields. What should I do?

The golden light fist with the horror power, the speed is very fast, and he arrives in front of him in an instant.

Zhang Chen pulled out the long sword at the waist and used the flame mountain sword method. The flame of extremely high temperature was entwined with a long sword, and with a strong power to roar toward the golden giant fist.

Boom!

The flame sword and the golden giant fist collided, and the horrible energy burst.

The sweep of the flame made the earth of Wuzhang instantly turn black, and the power of the golden giant punches to tear the land and make the earth sag.

Zhang Chen, who was in the center of the explosion, barely blocked the mountain punch.

The explosion of the air wave hit his body, let him back again and again.

His wounds were also torn and cracked at this moment, and blood began to flow.

Zhang Chen never imagined that he would be forced to the field by Anlin.

Judging from the breath of the other side, it is only a monk of the eight-segment of the Taoist body, but what is his strong and terrible fairy law? ?

Just when Zhang Chen was shocked and inexplicable, another golden fist appeared in his field of vision.

"撼山拳!"

An Lin screamed, and a golden fist banged out...

"I am a fairy in the day! Do you use this fairy method without a break??" Zhang Chen yelled.

He felt that there were 10,000 alpacas running through the body, both speechless and desperate!

Anlin also wants to rest...

In fact, he made two consecutive Lushan fists, and he almost hollowed out his strength.

But he knows that at this critical time, he can't stop and can't give his opponent a chance to breathe.

So, he used up the last strength of the body to make the third hairpin!

The third golden light fist gave Zhang Chen the feeling of despair.

He tried his best to block the sword, but Juli exploded through his body on his body.

"Boom!"

Zhang Chen felt a painful heartbreaking pain. He seemed to be smashed by his fist. There was no pain in one place, and no one was not shuddering.

He passed down, his body fell to the ground, his vision began to blur, and a body of golden light appeared on his body.

Zhang Chen feels ridiculous. As a genius disciple of the flame mountain sect, he is very talented and has a variety of top-level exercises. He has always been the only one who beat others and where he has been beaten.

Nowadays, he is really defeated by the more advanced, and he is still defeated by the eight-stage school of a Taoist body, and he has crossed the realm of two paragraphs...

After Anlin used the third hairpin, he fell to the ground with some force.

When he saw the golden body of Zhang Chen’s body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Big white, I will help you revenge!" An Lin ran to Dabai and said.

Big white lying on the cracked rock, a pair of black eyes looking at An Lin, whispering.

Anlin found that the state of Dabai was wrong, and its breath seemed to become even weaker, and blood was spilling from its mouth.

"Big white, you're fine!" An Lin immediately picked up the white and carefully felt its injury.

But somehow, Anlin could not detect the situation in the white body, as if it was covered up by something.

How to do how to do……

The atmosphere of Dabai is getting weaker and weaker, and if it goes on like this, it will really die!

An Lin is very anxious, he will not use the healing method of the immortal method, only use some cloth to help the white bandage.

However, the main cause of internal injuries is internal injuries. This does not help to alleviate its injuries.

"Teacher! This dog is going to die, can you save it? Or send it back for treatment!"

Anlin shouted at the enchantment above the sky. He knew that there were teachers watching the battlefield, so he only pinned his hopes on the teacher.

However, unfortunately, there was no response from the enchantment above the sky.

An Lin was disappointed, holding a big white, I don’t know how to be good.

"Dabai, do you have any words?"

Anlin looked at the scarred white in his arms and asked.

Dabai: "... Wang!"

An Lin: "..."

Anlin went hunting a groundhog and handed it to Dabai.

"Big white, eat a groundhog to make up the body!"

Big white: "..."

Big white mouth, twisted his head, and he didn't want to see Anlin before he died.

The cat only eats the mouse and throws the mouse to it. This is not an insult to the dog! ?

The immortal teacher in the sky is a sword with a long hanging sword and a white fluttering sword.

He is called the sorcerer of the sword, and believes that everything is self-defeating, can not be forced, can not be forced to change.

Lifeline Jianxian naturally heard Anlin’s call for help, but since this dog came to Qianfenglin inexplicably, then this is its life. He will not forcefully reverse this cause and effect.

"It's all life." Yuan Jianjian nodded and said seriously.

By his side, Anlin’s data has been changed by him.

An Lin: Strength: 205 merit: 380

......

After that, An Lin met again with a student of the 9th section of the Taoist body.

He was rushing to find the volatility of the battle. Anlin fought a battle with him. He made two consecutive rounds of Lushan punches and finally won the student.

"Hey bell!"

A crisp sound echoed in my mind, and that was the voice of his mission.

For a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~Anlin felt the bones creaking and the pain was extremely painful.

The pain seemed to tear his body. He couldn't hold it anymore, lying directly on the ground and holding his body.

Heaven and earth are insanely rushing into the body, tempering his body.

It hurts! How can it hurt so much!

There was some confusion in Anlin’s heart. When the seven-up eight was clear, the pain would not be so exaggerated.

Just then, there was a huge cyclone in the sky. It was like a funnel, and it was covered with great power.

Above the sky, the fate of the sword is staring at the huge vitality and a look of surprise.

"This kind of strong volatility, but also contains the breath of the spirit of all things, is the wave of the realm of the Tao to the realm of the spiritual realm!"

"No, is it because Anlin is going to be promoted?"

The fate of Jianxian turned his eyes to the ground and looked at the young man who was rolling full of pain.

The center of the vital cyclone in the sky is undoubtedly above the position where Anlin is.

"No! Although Anlin is promoted, but he is now the eighth section of the Taoist body, he is promoted to the nine-segment of the Tao. How could he recruit a breakthrough vision in the spiritual period?"

The fate of the sword is not puzzling, this vitality is not correct...

Is it really a freak that can make two breakthroughs in a row?

The huge vitality cyclone and the spiritual power of all things began to gather in the direction of Anlin.

This force is extremely turbulent and extremely vast. There is no doubt that this is a treatment that is beyond the reach of the spiritual period.

The fate of the sword is a condensate look, looking down, some stutteringly said: "No... no..."

The goal of this power gathering is next to Anlin, the same white that is so full of pain...