The Unkillable Swordsman

"Grandpa, I know it's wrong, so be careful."

Bali Qingfeng carefully apologized.

来 "Come on, your grandfather, I was nicknamed Ben Thunder Sword, and died on my ... there are not ten or eight war-level masters under General Melbourne's sword. You can shoot."

Hundreds of miles smiled.

He carried his hands, straightened his spine, and looked at Baili Qingfeng in this way.

And Baili Qingfeng ...

Remembered that he felt that the second grandfather liked bragging, and was not worthy of the name. At the same time, he felt more guilty and had a stronger confidence in him.

"So ... I'm here!"

"Come, punch!"

I can't wait for a long time in the sky.

"Be careful."

Baili Qingfeng's look was positive, and the next moment, he made a sudden step forward, stepped on one's blood, blood boiled, spinal vibrations, and condensed strength. The whole body seemed to straighten into a magic sword, and the fist in his hand was the sharp edge of the sword.

Yi boxing out, such as the excalibur out of the sheath, cold light, piercing the void.

He is not insignificant. Grandpa Er's health is so bad that he will be hospitalized with great joys and sorrows, and both hands can flash to the waist, so his energy is less than 50%.

Even though this is the case, when this punch is stabbed, the sharpness of the shot is still daunting.

"Good grandson!"

The hundred-mile sky that was still light in the hand in the last second has suddenly retreated with his right foot in the next second. His body sank, his eyes shot sharply, and he faced the punch punched by Baili Qingfeng. Out, his arms crossed, and his boxing power was instantly blocked, and then his body pulled back sharply and pulled back. The inertia of the boxing power caused Baili Qingfeng to lean forward and lose his balance.

Sudden changes, Baili Qingfeng could not help but use the demon dismantling technique.

He didn't practice any boxing skills or melee combat. Regarding the experience, even an old-fashioned warrior like Eddie couldn't match, let alone the second grandfather in his 70s, a hundred miles long.

His fighting method has always been simple and straightforward—a one-strength drop for ten sessions, but now 50% is not enough ...

Then 80%!

"Buzz!"

百里 青锋 's bones crackled for a while, all the bones and joints surged, and every inch of strength was continually condensed and superimposed in this subtle movement, and finally formed a brand-new strength and vibrated from the arm.

For a moment, Baili Changkong, who held the arm of Baili Qingfeng, felt that it was not an arm, but a giant python, and a raptor with a mighty force.

"Snapped!"

Passing with strength, the skin on his wrists rippled and spread like a wave of water. There was a loud roar in the void, and there seemed to be a thunderous thunder, forcing his intercepted arm to loosen involuntarily.

After breaking the interception, Baili Qingfeng's fist-strength arm ascended to the sky, suddenly struggling out, and drove straight into the chest of Baili Sky.

"This energy ..."

Baili Changkong's face changed, and the next moment he exhaled sharply. On exhaling, his chest seemed to sag, which made Baili Qingfeng's fist that was about to hit his body suddenly fall into the air, not only that. In this way, while avoiding the strength of Baili Qingfeng in this way, he took another breath, and the sunken chest slammed again. It seemed that there was a force to bounce back Baili Qingfeng's fist as the chest slammed. Vigorous, let Baili Qingfeng figure involuntarily retreat three steps.

"Hoo!"

Baili Changkong exhaled a long breath, then looked at Baili Qingfeng, and said quietly and lightly: "Yes, your energy is not inferior to the third-level martial artist, but the warrior arrived at the third Level, is no longer a pure tempering force, but has to attach importance to the cultivation of the soul, that is, to cultivate the gods. If you don't cultivate the gods, you should never want to glimpse the state of the three masters.

Baili Qingfeng saw Baili Changkong calmly took the punch of 80% of his strength, and he secretly admired it. It seemed that his second grandfather was a master who was secretly hidden. These days he was wrong Second grandpa.

With such guilt, he carefully made a gift: "Thank you for your help."

"Go talk to your peers."

Bian Baili said aloud in the sky, turned around, carrying his hands, and seemed to appreciate the calligraphy and painting on the wall. He was a patriarch, and saw Baili Qingfeng a little fascinated.

Temperament ...

He was a young man, who was far from being able to compete with the hundred-mile-long sky of Hefa Tong Yan Xianfeng.

Now he nodded and left the room.

Baili Tianxing watched the figure of Baili Qingfeng leaving, expressing his heartfelt emotion: "Qing Feng is really a kid. He has been so strong in half a year? How many more battles can I add to the battle? Experience, it is estimated that I can catch up with my strength a year ago ... "

"Close ... close the door ..."

Bailitian jargon has not finished, and some difficult voices of Baili Sky have passed in.

Hundreds of miles went by, and the next moment he went to close the door.

At the moment when the door was closed, Baili Changkong could no longer care about maintaining his style of master. He sat down and leaned on the teacher's chair, constantly pushing his blood, his face became a little pale.

Seeing this scene, Baili Tianxing seemed to be aware of something, and was a little shocked: "Dad, Qingfeng's kid, hurt you? He can hurt you !? This, impossible? He only practiced martial arts for six months.

"What happened in half a year, Qing Feng's physique is very strong and stronger than you."

Bali said in the sky, with a hint of envy in his eyes: "Young, that's good."

Baili Tianxing rushed forward to help Baili Changkong help him straighten his blood.

"The Yangtze River's back wave pushed the front wave, Qing Feng's kid was incredible. After half a year's training to such an extent, he is expected to become a real third-level warrior within two years. In ten years, he is expected to become a triad and become a master."

"Three-level warrior in two years, war level in ten years !?"

Baili Tianxing took a sip of air-conditioning, and it took a while before he said, "He is indeed not weak in physical training, but there are some talented people in the world who can compete with the third-level warriors as soon as they are trained, but the third-level warriors The real strength lies in cultivating the gods. After the gods are raised, they have precise control over their own power, and they can be warned to avoid the firearms in advance even if they are facing arms.

"Use your eyes to look at the genius of Qingfeng grandson ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ You are not ashamed? Look at yourself, after practicing for more than 20 years, you barely step into the third-level martial arts level. I will catch up with you in half a year. "

Baili Changkong said, humming heavily to express his dissatisfaction.

The Baili Tianxing beside me was a little speechless.

What can he do? He is working hard at martial arts, but the progress is so fast, and he is desperate.

"Will it be a bit inadequate for our family of li ..."

"Nonsense!"

Baili Changkong shouted sternly: "The method of our Baili family is a real top-level system, but this system is dominated by Thunder's conception, and Thunder Breath and Ben Lei's thirty-six style are supplemented by it. If you can The thunder dominates the idea and fixes it, and he must enter the country a thousand miles away! If he can't practice the thunder himself, he will blame the skill? Qingfeng's grandson is not the same as the method of our hundred miles? "

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Look at how smart the grandson of Feng Feng is, you? Come on seeing you and get out."

Bian Baili reprimanded in a bad mood.

Baili Tianxing is bitter in heart.

Who is your pro-son?

Baili Tianxing reluctantly left the room, while Baili Changkong lay back on the chair again and looked at the ceiling of the room.

It took a while before he sighed again: "War level ... Someone in the ancient Thunder Beast can finally become a war-level warrior by his own efforts ... I still keep the secret of that passage, Your Majesty, General, Aso, Axiu, you know that the path of blessing Qingfeng ’s Grand Master is smooth and smooth, and if at that time we can open up a martial arts shrine there, we will be the real new students in Hisia. Martial arts practice no longer needs anything It's all a matter of breath ... "