For three consecutive days, Wen Tianbao almost studied martial arts.

Early this morning, the sky was clear and the wind was bright. "Come on." The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation, and Wen Tianbao bowed his hand opposite him. At this moment, the middle-aged man looked like the wind, and he passed by more than ten feet apart in one breath. If Wen Tianbao had not been keen in his 'shape', ordinary monks would have no time to react.

He did not use his spiritual consciousness, but simply used martial arts to discuss with the middle-aged man.

The fist was full of dust in the courtyard, and the middle-aged man with a huge force turned toward Wen Tianbao.

Faced with the sudden blow of this person, Wen Tianbao quickly turned his head, and at the same time, his left hand turned into a palm, slashing at the middle-aged man's wrist. However, the middle-aged man knew Wen Tianbao's movements. With his right fist empty, his left hand trembled and blocked it like a fan. Wen Tianbao was immediately startled, and his footsteps were cut open like ice skating. At the same time, his right arm first supported the ground like a spring, and then used the power of the ground to turn over and kicked the middle-aged man in a row.

"Yes, the movements are getting smoother and smoother. It seems that the muscle flexibility has been greatly enhanced in the past few days." The middle-aged man looked at Wen Tianbao's smooth movements, first praised, then looked solemn. Faced with the subsequent flying kicks, the man did not take a step back at all, his eyes were sharp, and he immediately grabbed Wen Tianbao's flaws. With a random move, he grabbed Wen Tianbao's foot, squirted in the air, and swung it away.

Wen Tianbao immediately rolled in mid-air, but saw the middle-aged man's fist hit. Wen Tianbao didn't use his right arm, but blocked it with his left arm, quickly controlling his muscle movement, as if there were rippling waves on his muscles. This was naturally the result of the middle-aged man professor who had understood it in the past few days. The muscles vibrated, and the bones inside were also buzzing a little.

"Bang!" The sound of impact sounded, and Wen Tianbao's right arm was dislocated and drooped under the strong impact, while Wen Tianbao took advantage of this force to move back several steps.

"You have learned how to control musculoskeletals in these three days to reduce stress to the greatest extent. This time, at least 70% of my strength was removed." The middle-aged man said, "But don't be proud and complacent. If I really use the 'true qi' of martial arts, it would not be so easy for you to remove the strength."

Neither of them used their cultivation level, but just rubbed each other's moves.

This person has a first-level cultivation level in the Transformation Realm, but he has just entered the first-level realm. The punching force is very strong, but Wen Tianbao now has the capital to barely compete without using his right arm. Of course, if both of them are inspiring with all their strength and fighting for life and death, the result will be difficult to predict.

After the two of them finished their discussions, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps outside the gate of the courtyard, and they heard the sound of only one person.

Wen Tianbao was about to speak, but the middle-aged man walked forward and said, "I heard the footsteps and knew that it should be one of my nephews Shen Xiang. This son is not a concubine, but a direct descendant of the family. Although he is a direct descendant, he has been able to hide until now through his guidance. He often likes to come and go to us. In fact, Ningshuang escaped and was determined to avoid this son. I don't like his lazy and depraved habits. You guy is very interesting."

"Uh." The middle-aged man said it quite meaningfully, and Wen Tianbao smiled helplessly and did not argue.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened, and it was really impossible to say what the middle-aged man said. He was a tall and tall young man with a handsome and handsome appearance. However, his peak cultivation level at the ninth level of Qi Refining is good among other ordinary young people, but he is really weak in front of Wen Tianbao.

The young man came up and said hurriedly: "Cousin, is Ningshuang here? I heard that she caused a big trouble in the city. Now the city has been more blockade. The three major families have sent people to increase the search efforts. But now I have found a way to delay. I am here to inform you quickly and take Ningshuang away."

"Ningshuang is in a coma now, and I'm afraid she won't be able to see anyone." said the middle-aged man.

"What?! I'm unconscious? I'm going to take a look." When the young man heard this, he was about to run inside.

Wen Tianbao reached out and stopped him, saying lightly: "Ms. Shen is recuperating now, so you should not disturb him rashly."

"Who are you?!" The young man's eyes narrowed, his whole body of spiritual power was aroused, and he pressed towards Wen Tianbao with a little momentum.

After all, this momentum is just a momentum. If it is the momentum of martial arts or the pressure of spiritual consciousness, it would be better to say. The cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining is really weak.

"You don't have to worry about who I am, but I see that you are a little scathing. It's better not to go in and bother Miss Chen."

Seeing Wen Tianbao's calm and gentle appearance, the young man's expression changed and he was about to use his tricks to cast spells. But he saw the middle-aged man pressing his hand on his shoulder and blocking him, "He is Ningshuang's life-saving benefactor. Chen Xiang, don't do anything randomly!"

"Benefactor?" The young man surnamed Chen put down his hands, looking at Wen Tianbao again.

"My nephew is young and ignorant, so don't bother with me." The middle-aged man looked at Wen Tianbao and said.

When he heard the middle-aged man say this, the young man surnamed Chen's eyes became even colder. But he didn't know that this was actually more to protect him. After contacting these days, the middle-aged man felt that Wen Tianbao was unfathomable. He was both cultivating immortals and had the physique of martial arts, and knew some sword cultivators. If Wen Tianbao had all his strength, he was afraid that he would not dare to be Yingfeng, let alone this young man surnamed Chen who only had the cultivation level of Qi Refining. After all, they were all relatives, so naturally they hoped not to make a big deal.

But this young man surnamed Chen didn't know the depth. He thought his cousin protected an outsider and said ruthlessly: "I don't care what kind of benefactor you are. Today I will take Ningshuang away!"

After saying that, the young man surnamed Chen clasped his hands with his hands, and a circle of ripples swept out, and the ripples were as sharp as a knife, which could almost cut gold and cut jade.

Wen Tianbao did not dare to urge his left hand to move, but his right hand came out, and his fingers seemed to be playing on water lines. As the fingers kept jumping, the ripples jumped involuntarily, and burst into a ball of water with a bang in the air. The moment Wen Tianbao exploded, he dodged. However, the young man surnamed Shen was hit by the sharp water droplets scattered by the explosion. Although he was promptly stimulated a magic weapon to protect him, his face was still pale, he took a few steps back, and he was almost unable to stand firm.

"Have you reached the realm of martial arts transformation?!" said the young man surnamed Chen in surprise.

"I just want to warn you not to act arbitrarily in everything, otherwise you won't know how to die at that time." Wen Tianbao said with a faint smile.

"Chen Xiang, if you do something like this, I will not protect you anymore." The middle-aged man's tone was full of reprimand.

"Okay, I'm wrong." Seeing that the situation was wrong, the young man surnamed Chen quickly apologized, but Wen Tianbao knew that he was not convinced. However, seeing that the young man surnamed Chen took a few steps back, there seemed to be a magic weapon floating in his hands.

At this moment, a sudden wind was shaking outside the courtyard, and a burst of footsteps came. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight guards entered, all of whom were the foundation-building cultivation level. One of the guards was the middle-stage foundation-building cultivation level.

"Oh no!" Wen Tianbao and the middle-aged man both looked solemn, and turned to the young man surnamed Chen.

"I have no choice but to do this," said the young man surnamed Chen with a cold face, "I originally wanted to take Ningshuang away myself, but you can't do it after you obstruct me. I can only make this bad decision."

"I said that Ningshuang is now unconscious. What kind of morality is it that a man who rashly takes her away?" At this time, the middle-aged man was no longer polite and said in a deep voice.

At this time, the middle-aged woman also walked out of the wing room and asked, "It's fine if you come to bother Ningshuang on weekdays. Now Ningshuang is now unconscious, can't she let her rest with peace of mind? What's your intention to do this?"

The young man surnamed Chen did not answer. He did not believe that Chen Ningshuang was already unconscious, but laughed and said, "Don't Ningshuang come out yet? I have helped you so much, but you never appreciate it. He even found a so-called 'benefactor' to swear and scare me? As long as I give an order, your closest uncle and aunt will become prisoners!"

"I'll count three times!"

"one!"

"two!"

Before he blurted out the words, Wen Tianbao snorted coldly, threw his hands, and several blue swords quickly condensed and shot towards the guards in the sky, catching the guards off guards.

At the same time, he took great strides and grabbed the young man surnamed Chen.

"You are actually a cultivator!" The young man surnamed Chen changed his expression and was about to avoid it.

"There are more things you can't imagine. If you were to be more contented, I wouldn't have killed you. Now you have brought so many guards, obviously you came here in a plan. It seems that you can't stay!" Wen Tianbao said coldly. As he said, his spiritual consciousness flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a sword light turned out to kill the young man surnamed Chen.

The speed of spiritual consciousness comes from a short distance, and the young man surnamed Chen cannot hide at all.

"Ah!" The young man surnamed Chen screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was depressed, crawling on the ground, almost like a dead dog.

Now Wen Tianbao's spiritual consciousness is almost surpassing that of ordinary middle-stage foundation building. How can this young man surnamed Chen resist the Qi Refining Period?

"Young Master!" The guards fell to the ground when they saw the young man surnamed Chen, and their faces darkened.

Although the young man surnamed Chen was not an important figure in the Shen family, these guards were all loyal people. At this moment, the mid-stage foundation-building monks came to chase Wen Tianbao, hoping to save the young man surnamed Chen.

Wen Tianbao pulled up the young man surnamed Chen, held his neck, and shouted: "If you want him to survive, it is best not to act rashly, otherwise don't blame me for breaking his neck!"

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