This practice took three or four hours in a hurry.

It was not until midday that it was already noon, and Ning Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes.

Sure enough!

Still haven't comprehended the state of mind reading.

It's so difficult.

Ning Xiaofan curled his lips and thought that many martial arts are difficult to do, as if Mr. Dengtian has come here. Are you still the only one who is a little keen eye?

When Lin Jingyi comes back from abroad, she will spend some time with her and find tricks. It is difficult to learn it!

If you don’t learn, withdraw!

Ning Xiaofan waved his hand and resolutely chose to give up.

Before coming to the ancient Rasho Gate, the bronze gate was two meters tall and grinning at himself with its bare mouth.

"Take...me..."

The bronze gate wants Ning Xiaofan to take him away.

“It’s not the time.”

Ning Xiaofan shook his head, then took the ring and flashed, and an ancient patterned dragon square tripod sat out.

He threw another handful of medicinal materials and separated a trace of bronze ghost fire.

Listening to the crackling sound from inside the tripod, Ning Xiaofan said to the bronze door:

"A transformation pill will be produced here later. After eating this transformation pill, it can change its shape as you wish. Don't move first, I will pick you up tomorrow, and you will change it later."

"good."

The bronze door said a word with a rare brisk and neatness.

Although there is only one word, it is also powerful and powerful.

Ning Xiaofan opened the door and went home directly.

He held the "Eternal Life Alchemy" given by Taishang Laojun in his hand and mastered one hundred and eight kinds of alchemy recipes.

In addition, his hand speed of refining alchemy during this period was fine, and his experience was greatly improved.

Although the Transformation Pill is a fourth-grade medium-sized pill, it is not difficult for him.

Throw a handful of ghost fire, refine the medicinal materials, and just wait for it to mature.

Even Yun Xuancang, one of the only sixth-grade alchemists in China, would not dare to be entrusted with this move, but Ning Xiaofan is so confident.

The technique of controlling fire can be seen.

I looked at the German-made Hemler clock located in the corner of the bedroom, and the hour hand was already pointing to four o'clock in the afternoon.

He remembered that when he stepped into Baiman Mountain, it seemed that it was less than six o'clock.

The time of cultivation... indeed, it passes quickly!

The spiritual sense spread and searched the room. Yu Hanyan was exercising in her bedroom. She was wearing a black tights and was soaked in sweat all over her body, outlining her perfect figure.

The pair of conical waves and perfect shapes are really a beauty on the human world...

As Yu Hanyan exercised, he trembled and shook, which was really fascinating.

However, the punches she made were a little out of the way.

If Ning Xiaofan remembers correctly, this is the Liuye Fist of the Southern Fist lineage in the ancient martial arts school.

He is proficient in the 1,800 ancient Chinese martial arts, and naturally he has also dabbled in this willow leaf palm.

Liuye Fist uses softness to overcome hardness, and is both offensive and defenseful.

Clever force hurts the enemy and uses force to fight.

When ancient martial arts flourished hundreds of years ago, women from some sects were practicing.

In modern times, it was absorbed by the army and was generally used as a means of strengthening the body.

With his unique comprehension and combined with military fist, Yu Hanyan made this willow fist both attack and defend, sharp and without a sharp edge, killing the enemy Yu invisibly.

But this set of boxing has been passed down to this day and is obviously incomplete.

The power is greatly reduced.

After practicing Yu Hanyan's set of boxing techniques, he calmed his energy into his abdomen and slowly breathed.

The crystal sweat on her body, coupled with her slightly breathing red lips, made her look heroic and charming now.

"Good boxing."

Ning Xiaofan had appeared in front of her at some point and clapped her hands.

"It's OK. This set of boxing is a set of ancient boxing and modern military boxing that I combined into a self-created boxing technique. I named it Liuquan. There were originally three levels, but now I have only practiced to the first level."

Yu Hanyan is indifferent and authentic.

"You can't practice the boxing skills you created yourself?"

Ning Xiaofan laughed silently.

"The ancient Chinese martial arts are profound and profound. The prototype of this set of boxing techniques is too mysterious. It is not easy for me to understand the first layer."

Yu Hanyan said and glanced at Ning Xiaofan's figure. His chest was as weak as a rib.

A hint of contempt flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Don't look down on me. You are so thin that you can't even take a move under my hands."

"It's so full. Come on, don't talk nonsense, give me a punch."

Upon hearing this, Yu Hanyan sneered.

Immediately, her fist was like a meteor and it hit quickly!

This punch has a loud thunder and a small raindrop.

She originally wanted to scare Ning Xiaofan, and stopped before reaching the tip of his nose.

But when she just hit her fist, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the corner of her eyes.

The next second, my throat was actually strangled!

Yu Hanyan's expression was shocked. Before she could close her fists, the other party had already let go.

She hurriedly pulled back and took a few steps before glaring at Ning Xiaofan with a look of disbelief on her face!

In her eyes, this farmer-born businessman, a slick but righteous young man, is just a weak man with no power to tie a chicken.

She never expected that she would have a day without any power to fight back under Ning Xiaofan!

"You're too slow."

Ning Xiaofan said indifferently: "Just your boxing skills, you can still make some progress when you go to the park gate to teach those old men and aunts to cheat money. Rely on it to defend yourself? Don't tease it! In actual combat, I'm afraid that your arm will be chopped off as soon as your fist is punched out."

"Stop talking nonsense, look at the fist!"

Yu Hanyan is a martial arts practitioner and is naturally arrogant.

How could you allow others to say that?

Raise your hand and slash in the air.

Without any surprise, it was lost again.

"Very good, it's not bad to play monkeys."

Ning Xiaofan slapped his face, but unfortunately what he said almost made Yu Hanyan explode.

Why did he suddenly become so powerful?

Yu Hanyan felt that she had been greatly insulted.

Ning Xiaofan, who always needs her own protection in her eyes, has become so strong now?

I was born with high hopes since I was a child. I was the second lady of the Yu family in the twelve generations of Yanjing.

He was only twenty-five years old and is now one of the top ten special forces in China, the commander of Han Blade.

He also has a 36e figure!

Bah, it should be the cultivation level of the transformation realm!

Will Ning Xiaofan be so despised?

Yu Hanyan's dignity and pride were shattered at this moment.

"Your Liuquan is taken from the Liuye Fist of Nanquan, supplemented by military fist as a foil, and is both offensive and defensive. Unfortunately, your skills are not good, and you cannot get the essence of these two boxing techniques, but instead you have an inappropriate one. There is no defense when attacking, no attack when defending. When you take action, that is, when the enemy stabs your heart with one knife."

Ning Xiaofan didn't want to speak at first, after all, he didn't want to reveal his identity.

Unfortunately, this little girl is obviously preparing to become the ability to kill the enemy after practicing boxing.

With this method, wouldn’t you die if you go there!
Chapter completed!