Feng Xinglie held a red gun with two red guns in his hand, and the tip of the gun hit the ground, like Yue Linyuan standing. At this moment, he seemed to have become a immovable Vajra descending to the earth in heaven. The red gun, which was two thousand years long, became an extension of his arm, and he could no longer tell where the humans were and where the gun was.
This is the starting style of Liaoyuan Gunshu Technique, the starting style of the middle flow to the pillar. Feng Xingli was immersed in the floating gun for decades. The gun technique has long been the true teaching of the evil spirit Li Ruohai, one of the top ten masters of his master's blacklist. This style is used in his hands, and even if the landslides and the earth breaks, it cannot shake him at all.
Chu Jiangnan pulled out the long knife behind his back with his back, held the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife facing the sky, and his feet slightly apart.
Feng Xinglie's pupils shrank slightly, and in an instant, he had a subtle feeling. As long as his body moved, his opponent's sword would be thunderous.
Chu Jiangnan was not feeling well. Feng Xinglie's spear tip against the ground exuded a chill, which penetrated through the heart of his feet along the ground, invading every pore in his body. He had to be distracted and looked around. The pressure on Li Ruohai was too great.
Feng Xinglie also struggled to resist the fighting spirit of late cold that was heartbroken, and could not help but have the urge to take action first, but he knew that he could never take action first. Although Liao Yuan's mind was focused on the trick, he would defeat his opponent in one go, but if he made a move under the pressure of Chu Jiangnan, it would be the second move to take action, and the first move would be controlled by others. If he took action first, he would immediately fall into a disadvantage.
Li Ruohai and a group of evil gang members stood twenty feet away, staring at the two of them intently.
Although Feng Xinglie and Chu Jiangnan are both young, one is Li Ruohai's high-level football. It is not easy for Chu Jiangnan to confront him. The battle between the two will definitely change the color of the world. As a martial arts master, being able to witness such a top master can even better than obtaining ten so-called martial arts secrets, which is better than ordinary people practicing for half a lifetime.
If you want to propose marriage to my future wife, I will steal your Bingyun first. When the two of them were in duel, Chu Jiangnan could still distract himself from thinking about these messy things. I have to admire his strong lust. Feng Xinglie had already noticed the slight fluctuations in his inner emotions from his eyes, and the red spear stabbed Chu Jiangnan's chest at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect.
Good to come!
Chu Jiangnan shouted wildly, and the long sword in his hand slashed like lightning, slashing at the tip of the red gun without any fault.
As the two powerful energy hit each other, Chu Jiangnan felt that the huge force on his knife, which was like a sea of tide, was scattered.
The power of Fengxingliu Gun is like a reef standing proudly by the sea. Although the waves are fierce, they can never destroy the towering reefs, but are instead washed away by the reefs.
With one blow, Chu Jiangnan's majestic body kept rolling in the air and was thrown five feet away. As soon as the servant landed, Chu Jiangnan blew out blood.
Everyone was puzzled. With the power of Chu Jiangnan, he would not be beaten to vomit blood in one move. Only Feng Xinglie was suffering. Just now, his fierce shot contained the true energy of Liaoyuan that he had cultivated. It was enough to break through any protective energy in the world. However, Chu Jiangnan used it to fly, and the power of vomiting blood was easily destroyed. When Chu Jiangnan's body was churning in the air, the long sword seemed to have cut several pieces in a mess, but in fact it had already laid a net of sword energy in mid-air, making him unable to take advantage of the victory.
I have sprayed so much snow. I will beat your apprentice later. You are embarrassed to take action again!
Chu Jiangnan knelt on one knee, holding a knife in his right hand, pressing the key point of Dantian with his left hand, staring at Feng Xinglie, who was approaching step by step, and trying hard to regulate the qi in his body that was shattered into the ground.
He was too careless and did not use the golden body of the demon. Feng Xinglie's previous shot was completely unforgettable and his momentum was shocking. It seems that "Liaoyuan Gun Technique" is indeed the most powerful gunshot in the world.
Feng Xinglie's body, standing proudly as a mountain, was approaching within one foot of Chu Jiangnan. With one move, a hundred blows, it covered all the acupoints on Chu Jiangnan's body in a spear.
Suddenly, Chu Jiangnan's body twisted strangely a few times, using the spiral nine-turn body technique in the Nine Yin Scriptures. Yue Huan in the well in his hand made a sword shadow, and each knife accurately slashed on the tip of the red spear two feet.
Feng Xinglie was shocked. Chu Jiangnan had no strength on his sword, which caused most of the Liaoyuan true energy he brought with him to absorb by the other party, and the other half was passed to Chu Jiangnan, but it was also dissolved by the strange twisting of his body without a trace.
Feng Xinglie retreated rapidly, and the two red guns in his hand suddenly disappeared.
After leaving about a meter, Feng Xinglie stood up and roared wildly: No gun style!
The magician Pang Ban, who had shocking magic skills, was injured under Li Ruohai's move. It can be seen that this gunless pose is so powerful. Unfortunately, Chu Jiangnan had already experienced this move just now, and now he is prepared, so he should be unafraid.
The proud Chu Jiangnan said softly: The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen states.
These fourteen words seemed to be spit out from Chu Jiangnan's mouth with a strange rhythm that shocked the heart, just like fourteen hammers hit Feng Xinglie one by one, slowing down Feng Xinglie's move and reducing his momentum by three points.
In this moment of lightning, Chu Jiangnan slashed out with a long sword in his hand, standing in mid-air with a slightly trembling tip.
Then, a muffled thunder sound was heard, and Feng Xinglie's two-meter-long red spear pierced from his ribs was straight to the tip of the south of Chu Jiangnan.
Feng Xinglie's body was still motionless, and his already ragged top flew down like a disc, revealing a uniform, strong and impeccable muscle. Just now, the force contained in the opponent's sword was too great. He had no other way to resolve it except to fight hard. The red cherry blossoms on the tip of the red gun in his hand were all shaken and fell like red rain.
Feng Xinglie took off his gun and laughed: Mr. Chu has great martial arts skills, Xinglie admires it, and he is happy!
The disciple accepted by Wu Chi is also a Wu Chi. If I hadn't only used five success powers, it would have been easier for you to take your life.
Chu Jiangnan sneered in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: Brother Feng has two red guns, but it makes me not as fast as it is because of the pain.
Feng Xinglie laughed and said: Thanks to Brother Chu’s advice, Brother Chu is very injured. Let’s stay on the boat tonight!
Chu Jiangnan was about to refuse, and Li Ruohai said calmly: Mr. Chu is very skilled in martial arts and it is not a problem. Li won’t keep you anymore, please!
Still seen through, Chu Jiangnan knew that he could hide from Feng Xinglie, but the possibility of hiding from Li Ruohai, the master of martial arts is very slim. However, since the other party asked him to leave, he would naturally not make things difficult for him again, regardless of his injury now. Chu Jiangnan was even scabbard and smiled and said: Master Li, Brother Feng, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. We will have a period of time in the future.
After saying that, he retreated suddenly, spread his wings and jumped off the giant boat like a big bird, stepped on the waves, crossed the surface of the lake, landed safely on his own boat, and drove away.
********************
Chu Jiangnan rode a black horse, which was his beloved horse. Juechen galloped on the wide official road. His unbounded hair and the tail of the horse were jumping violently in the wind, as if competing with each other.
After leaving Dongting Lake, he should have gone straight to Guangdong, but Chu Jiangnan received a letter from the Dongming Sect for thousands of miles. Qin Rou's Nine Yin Jue Pulse suddenly worsened and he fell into a coma.
Chu Jiangnan was anxious. Fortunately, the evil doctor Liejun returned from hiking and took medicine, and applied acupuncture and medicine. With the strange internal force of Chu Xie Shao Bingyan Second Level, Qin Rou's condition finally stabilized. If he could not be treated in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. It turned out that when she was in the Ryukyu Palace, she used Liejun to plant the Gu planted on her to treat her, which caused the condition of the Nine Yin Jue Pulse to worsen. She had to go to Miaojiang to get a Gu insect called the Nine-Winged Golden Silkworm. Only in this way can she save her life.
Without caring about going to Guangdong to take advantage of his life, Chu Jiangnan went straight to the mountainous areas of Sichuan, and a gathering area of minority ethnic groups.
The road to Shu is difficult, and it is harder than that of the blue sky. Sichuan in ancient times was no better than later generations. The road was winding and rugged, lingering on the green peaks.
Chu Jiangnan was still wearing a blue robe. The only difference was that he used to be flying hair behind his head with a purple strap on his forehead, a wild and cold smile on his face, and his dark eyes were as unseen as the deep night sky.
The breeze blows, birds sing in the valley, and the peaks turn around. From time to time, there will be a waterfall that looks like white and flowing.
It is no longer possible to ride a horse here. Chu Jiangnan fostered Juechen in a house, carrying the moon in the well, and walked slowly into the deep mountains alone, but his soul seemed to slowly fly away from his body with the quiet valley, and was blown to that distant and familiar place by the mountain wind.
The world is full of our generation. Once we enter the world for years, the emperor's tyranny is talking and laughing, and life is drunk.
Chu Jiangnan silently said in his heart: Rou'er, don't worry, I will find the "Nine-winged Golden Silkworm" to come back to save you.
There are two forks in front of them, with several thatched huts scattered by the roadside. The simple houses are dilapidated. The hard life makes the elderly couple in the house look even older.
The two old men greeted Chu Jiangnan warmly and sat down. Chu Jiangnan smiled faintly and was still standing.
By climbing this mountain, you can quickly enter Sichuan, but here is located in Miaojiang, with dangerous mountains. Not only are there evil wolf, tigers and leopards appearing, but there are also vicious robbers entrenched on it.
The old man pointed to the steep mountain peak in front of the window and said to Chu Jiangnan: The Miao people and Han people live in a mixed relationship on the mountain, and the five poisons are everywhere, and the Miao people are good at using Gu poison.Most passers-by rarely choose to enter the river from the mountain. They all detour from the road next to them, but they need to walk more than ten days.
What I am looking for is the Miao people who use Gu!
Chu Jiangnan smiled faintly at the two vicissitudes of life and walked straight up to the towering and steep peaks shrouded in the clouds. The mountain wind was blowing harder and harder. The sun disappeared for no reason. The fog filled the entire mountain. Chu Jiangnan could not feel the chill at all, but just looked up at the dimmering sky.
A violent fighting sound came from the front. Chu Jiangnan gently jumped to the steep mountain next to him and watched the fight below from a high point. Eight people violently besieged the three people in the middle.
The three people in the middle, one was a middle-aged man holding a mace, with a strong figure, a mighty appearance, and wearing copper earrings on his ears. The huge mace was hitting the enemy's head desperately with the whistling wind sound. The other was a thick slashing sabre, who was also sturdy. Although he was injured, his sword was more powerful than the other; the last one was a middle-aged woman with a romantic figure.
Unfortunately, the eight people who besieged them were also tough characters. They firmly controlled the situation and did not rush to kill them, but slowly consumed their physical strength.
Gradually, the two people in the middle couldn't support it because they wanted to protect the woman, and they began to hang the lottery on their bodies. They became even more impatient and yelled, and they temporarily forced their opponents to retreat. Unfortunately, their pace was already chaotic and their true energy was not continuing, so it was difficult to persevere.
This is the starting style of Liaoyuan Gunshu Technique, the starting style of the middle flow to the pillar. Feng Xingli was immersed in the floating gun for decades. The gun technique has long been the true teaching of the evil spirit Li Ruohai, one of the top ten masters of his master's blacklist. This style is used in his hands, and even if the landslides and the earth breaks, it cannot shake him at all.
Chu Jiangnan pulled out the long knife behind his back with his back, held the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife facing the sky, and his feet slightly apart.
Feng Xinglie's pupils shrank slightly, and in an instant, he had a subtle feeling. As long as his body moved, his opponent's sword would be thunderous.
Chu Jiangnan was not feeling well. Feng Xinglie's spear tip against the ground exuded a chill, which penetrated through the heart of his feet along the ground, invading every pore in his body. He had to be distracted and looked around. The pressure on Li Ruohai was too great.
Feng Xinglie also struggled to resist the fighting spirit of late cold that was heartbroken, and could not help but have the urge to take action first, but he knew that he could never take action first. Although Liao Yuan's mind was focused on the trick, he would defeat his opponent in one go, but if he made a move under the pressure of Chu Jiangnan, it would be the second move to take action, and the first move would be controlled by others. If he took action first, he would immediately fall into a disadvantage.
Li Ruohai and a group of evil gang members stood twenty feet away, staring at the two of them intently.
Although Feng Xinglie and Chu Jiangnan are both young, one is Li Ruohai's high-level football. It is not easy for Chu Jiangnan to confront him. The battle between the two will definitely change the color of the world. As a martial arts master, being able to witness such a top master can even better than obtaining ten so-called martial arts secrets, which is better than ordinary people practicing for half a lifetime.
If you want to propose marriage to my future wife, I will steal your Bingyun first. When the two of them were in duel, Chu Jiangnan could still distract himself from thinking about these messy things. I have to admire his strong lust. Feng Xinglie had already noticed the slight fluctuations in his inner emotions from his eyes, and the red spear stabbed Chu Jiangnan's chest at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect.
Good to come!
Chu Jiangnan shouted wildly, and the long sword in his hand slashed like lightning, slashing at the tip of the red gun without any fault.
As the two powerful energy hit each other, Chu Jiangnan felt that the huge force on his knife, which was like a sea of tide, was scattered.
The power of Fengxingliu Gun is like a reef standing proudly by the sea. Although the waves are fierce, they can never destroy the towering reefs, but are instead washed away by the reefs.
With one blow, Chu Jiangnan's majestic body kept rolling in the air and was thrown five feet away. As soon as the servant landed, Chu Jiangnan blew out blood.
Everyone was puzzled. With the power of Chu Jiangnan, he would not be beaten to vomit blood in one move. Only Feng Xinglie was suffering. Just now, his fierce shot contained the true energy of Liaoyuan that he had cultivated. It was enough to break through any protective energy in the world. However, Chu Jiangnan used it to fly, and the power of vomiting blood was easily destroyed. When Chu Jiangnan's body was churning in the air, the long sword seemed to have cut several pieces in a mess, but in fact it had already laid a net of sword energy in mid-air, making him unable to take advantage of the victory.
I have sprayed so much snow. I will beat your apprentice later. You are embarrassed to take action again!
Chu Jiangnan knelt on one knee, holding a knife in his right hand, pressing the key point of Dantian with his left hand, staring at Feng Xinglie, who was approaching step by step, and trying hard to regulate the qi in his body that was shattered into the ground.
He was too careless and did not use the golden body of the demon. Feng Xinglie's previous shot was completely unforgettable and his momentum was shocking. It seems that "Liaoyuan Gun Technique" is indeed the most powerful gunshot in the world.
Feng Xinglie's body, standing proudly as a mountain, was approaching within one foot of Chu Jiangnan. With one move, a hundred blows, it covered all the acupoints on Chu Jiangnan's body in a spear.
Suddenly, Chu Jiangnan's body twisted strangely a few times, using the spiral nine-turn body technique in the Nine Yin Scriptures. Yue Huan in the well in his hand made a sword shadow, and each knife accurately slashed on the tip of the red spear two feet.
Feng Xinglie was shocked. Chu Jiangnan had no strength on his sword, which caused most of the Liaoyuan true energy he brought with him to absorb by the other party, and the other half was passed to Chu Jiangnan, but it was also dissolved by the strange twisting of his body without a trace.
Feng Xinglie retreated rapidly, and the two red guns in his hand suddenly disappeared.
After leaving about a meter, Feng Xinglie stood up and roared wildly: No gun style!
The magician Pang Ban, who had shocking magic skills, was injured under Li Ruohai's move. It can be seen that this gunless pose is so powerful. Unfortunately, Chu Jiangnan had already experienced this move just now, and now he is prepared, so he should be unafraid.
The proud Chu Jiangnan said softly: The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen states.
These fourteen words seemed to be spit out from Chu Jiangnan's mouth with a strange rhythm that shocked the heart, just like fourteen hammers hit Feng Xinglie one by one, slowing down Feng Xinglie's move and reducing his momentum by three points.
In this moment of lightning, Chu Jiangnan slashed out with a long sword in his hand, standing in mid-air with a slightly trembling tip.
Then, a muffled thunder sound was heard, and Feng Xinglie's two-meter-long red spear pierced from his ribs was straight to the tip of the south of Chu Jiangnan.
Feng Xinglie's body was still motionless, and his already ragged top flew down like a disc, revealing a uniform, strong and impeccable muscle. Just now, the force contained in the opponent's sword was too great. He had no other way to resolve it except to fight hard. The red cherry blossoms on the tip of the red gun in his hand were all shaken and fell like red rain.
Feng Xinglie took off his gun and laughed: Mr. Chu has great martial arts skills, Xinglie admires it, and he is happy!
The disciple accepted by Wu Chi is also a Wu Chi. If I hadn't only used five success powers, it would have been easier for you to take your life.
Chu Jiangnan sneered in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: Brother Feng has two red guns, but it makes me not as fast as it is because of the pain.
Feng Xinglie laughed and said: Thanks to Brother Chu’s advice, Brother Chu is very injured. Let’s stay on the boat tonight!
Chu Jiangnan was about to refuse, and Li Ruohai said calmly: Mr. Chu is very skilled in martial arts and it is not a problem. Li won’t keep you anymore, please!
Still seen through, Chu Jiangnan knew that he could hide from Feng Xinglie, but the possibility of hiding from Li Ruohai, the master of martial arts is very slim. However, since the other party asked him to leave, he would naturally not make things difficult for him again, regardless of his injury now. Chu Jiangnan was even scabbard and smiled and said: Master Li, Brother Feng, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. We will have a period of time in the future.
After saying that, he retreated suddenly, spread his wings and jumped off the giant boat like a big bird, stepped on the waves, crossed the surface of the lake, landed safely on his own boat, and drove away.
********************
Chu Jiangnan rode a black horse, which was his beloved horse. Juechen galloped on the wide official road. His unbounded hair and the tail of the horse were jumping violently in the wind, as if competing with each other.
After leaving Dongting Lake, he should have gone straight to Guangdong, but Chu Jiangnan received a letter from the Dongming Sect for thousands of miles. Qin Rou's Nine Yin Jue Pulse suddenly worsened and he fell into a coma.
Chu Jiangnan was anxious. Fortunately, the evil doctor Liejun returned from hiking and took medicine, and applied acupuncture and medicine. With the strange internal force of Chu Xie Shao Bingyan Second Level, Qin Rou's condition finally stabilized. If he could not be treated in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. It turned out that when she was in the Ryukyu Palace, she used Liejun to plant the Gu planted on her to treat her, which caused the condition of the Nine Yin Jue Pulse to worsen. She had to go to Miaojiang to get a Gu insect called the Nine-Winged Golden Silkworm. Only in this way can she save her life.
Without caring about going to Guangdong to take advantage of his life, Chu Jiangnan went straight to the mountainous areas of Sichuan, and a gathering area of minority ethnic groups.
The road to Shu is difficult, and it is harder than that of the blue sky. Sichuan in ancient times was no better than later generations. The road was winding and rugged, lingering on the green peaks.
Chu Jiangnan was still wearing a blue robe. The only difference was that he used to be flying hair behind his head with a purple strap on his forehead, a wild and cold smile on his face, and his dark eyes were as unseen as the deep night sky.
The breeze blows, birds sing in the valley, and the peaks turn around. From time to time, there will be a waterfall that looks like white and flowing.
It is no longer possible to ride a horse here. Chu Jiangnan fostered Juechen in a house, carrying the moon in the well, and walked slowly into the deep mountains alone, but his soul seemed to slowly fly away from his body with the quiet valley, and was blown to that distant and familiar place by the mountain wind.
The world is full of our generation. Once we enter the world for years, the emperor's tyranny is talking and laughing, and life is drunk.
Chu Jiangnan silently said in his heart: Rou'er, don't worry, I will find the "Nine-winged Golden Silkworm" to come back to save you.
There are two forks in front of them, with several thatched huts scattered by the roadside. The simple houses are dilapidated. The hard life makes the elderly couple in the house look even older.
The two old men greeted Chu Jiangnan warmly and sat down. Chu Jiangnan smiled faintly and was still standing.
By climbing this mountain, you can quickly enter Sichuan, but here is located in Miaojiang, with dangerous mountains. Not only are there evil wolf, tigers and leopards appearing, but there are also vicious robbers entrenched on it.
The old man pointed to the steep mountain peak in front of the window and said to Chu Jiangnan: The Miao people and Han people live in a mixed relationship on the mountain, and the five poisons are everywhere, and the Miao people are good at using Gu poison.Most passers-by rarely choose to enter the river from the mountain. They all detour from the road next to them, but they need to walk more than ten days.
What I am looking for is the Miao people who use Gu!
Chu Jiangnan smiled faintly at the two vicissitudes of life and walked straight up to the towering and steep peaks shrouded in the clouds. The mountain wind was blowing harder and harder. The sun disappeared for no reason. The fog filled the entire mountain. Chu Jiangnan could not feel the chill at all, but just looked up at the dimmering sky.
A violent fighting sound came from the front. Chu Jiangnan gently jumped to the steep mountain next to him and watched the fight below from a high point. Eight people violently besieged the three people in the middle.
The three people in the middle, one was a middle-aged man holding a mace, with a strong figure, a mighty appearance, and wearing copper earrings on his ears. The huge mace was hitting the enemy's head desperately with the whistling wind sound. The other was a thick slashing sabre, who was also sturdy. Although he was injured, his sword was more powerful than the other; the last one was a middle-aged woman with a romantic figure.
Unfortunately, the eight people who besieged them were also tough characters. They firmly controlled the situation and did not rush to kill them, but slowly consumed their physical strength.
Gradually, the two people in the middle couldn't support it because they wanted to protect the woman, and they began to hang the lottery on their bodies. They became even more impatient and yelled, and they temporarily forced their opponents to retreat. Unfortunately, their pace was already chaotic and their true energy was not continuing, so it was difficult to persevere.
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