"Exhaustion? I think you have not done your best yet. You can't keep hiding like this... Come on, eat my 36th clone and one leg..." Ning Wanqing was chasing and chatting, completely without the image of a goddess. Please ∫∫read the book WｗΩＷΩ.

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Although each of these thirty-sixth clones, each of which is less than one-thirty-sixth of the original strength, is too strong. These thirty-sixth is enough for Lin Zhan to drink a pot. He needs dozens of fire punches to blow up such a clone.

He jumped up and down, flicked left and right, and was extremely embarrassed.

Despite this, when there was a chance, Lin Zhan could still turn around and make a blow to brew the first fiery boxing technique that had been in full swing for a long time.

Seeing the 36th clone of the fairy sister coming gorgeously, the fragrance rushes to her face, Lin Zhan is inseparable from the sight, and a flash of inspiration, and a dark heavy sword in his hand: Xiao Yunyun.

Without thinking, he followed the moves of the Fire Fist and cut them straight down as if they were alive.

puff!

The heavy sword had no edge, but at this moment, a dazzling red light burst out from the sword mouth, and the red light quickly covered the attacking clone.

Ning Wanqing's 36th clone was stunned on the spot. She was obviously shocked by Lin Zhan's sudden heavy sword and the red edge of the heavy sword. She was stunned and let the red light slash down on her head.

A light curtain shaking, the clone's energy disappeared, it was defeated by a sword, and the remaining force spread to the ice where the clone was standing, and a deep charred trough was chiseled, and blue broken ice splashed everywhere. ∮ Please read the book W ｗ ∫ Ｗ ∮.

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Lin Zhan held the heavy sword and looked at it stupidly, a little incredible.

"Papapapapapapapa!" There was a burst of applause behind him, and a faint fragrance rippled. Ning Wanqing himself floated up, "No matter whether you are fire fist or fire sword technique, it seems that you have finally understood the second move!"

"Fire Fist? Sword Technique?"

Lin Zhan was shocked. The fire boxing technique sent by Qin Qingxuan was a broken article. The first style of fist violence, the second style of fist wind, and the third style of fist flames that can ignite the sharp edge. The sword just now felt like the effect that can only be displayed by fist flames.

And, can these boxing and sword techniques be communicated with each other?

If this is the case, that would be great!

As for the second style of fist Feng? Lin Zhan suddenly realized that the second style should have been learned invisibly, but he was in the devil's clone of the fairy sister and merged into Feng**'s body and footwork, so the performance was not obvious.

The sword just now seemed to be hit like this... Lin Zhan was caught in a slight reminiscence.

He didn't know that in order not to disturb his insight, the fairy sister Ning Wanqing looked back and looked deep, and then quietly left.

After a long time, Lin Zhan, who had been gestured with his hands, finally came back to his senses from this extremely valuable insight. The Fire Fisting is so profound and profound. Although only the first three styles are left, I have only now realized that these three styles benefit endlessly. The basic boxing style, but when using weapons, they also have the blessing of martial arts, which is a bit amazing. Please read the book WｗΩＷΩ.

ΩＱingＫanＳhu．

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Lin Zhan is not sure about the value of this set of fire in the cultivation world. I believe Qin Qingxuan has no way of knowing it. However, at his current state, if he can have these three styles of fire, he can only say that he has picked up the treasure again.

After the fairy sister left, the illusion around her had been removed. Lin Zhan faced the rock wall and clenched his fists nervously. According to his perception of fist flames just now, he raised his energy and activated his spiritual power, and made a rapid blow.

boom!

Wherever the power of the fist reached, Chen Bing, the size of a millstone, instantly turned into steam, sweeping it all out, revealing the rocks inside that had not been published in thousands of years. The rocks were also charred and steamed, and surrounded by boiling and melting ice water, gurgling.

Lin Zhan spread his hands, then scratched his head, feeling a little surprised.

Then I thought to myself: "I don't know what level of realm it is now..."

Immediately afterwards, he didn't take off his clothes and jumped happily into the hot spring water of the Hero Pool.

The most comfortable thing in life is to take a beautiful hot spring bath when your body is exhausted.

While Lin Zhan was staying in the cave, in a small house where the Chilian Valley Servant Team gathered, the leaders of the Daisy Hall where he was located sat in half a circle, looking at a new deacon who seemed fierce than the Huo Yi.

"Listen, it's useless for you to stare at this deacon. The affairs of the deacon are arranged by the superiors. Whether it is to do groceries, spiritual herbs, or this cloud prison mission, you can pick and choose where to choose. You can accept your fate. Come with me at this time tomorrow. After you get there, you will also wait for the deacon's orders. If you are lucky, you will be back in three months." The new deacon Cao Jin sat upright on the only backrest chair in the house and said without any pain.

"Deacon Cao, if you are not lucky..." Za Er rushed to ask, looking worried.

But before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Zayi.

But Zayi stopped Za Er, but could not stop Za San's concerns: "Deacon Cao, I heard from the senior brothers and sisters in other halls that Yun Zhu is a dangerous place. Every time we serious servants go there to do things, we may only come back from ten of them. We are lucky and have bad luck. We are going to die!"

Zasi, who was behind Zasan, also echoed: "We are just mail disciples, not from the inner sect. Why do we have to do such dangerous errands?"

Zayi looked worried, waved his hands anxiously, and smiled bitterly: "You don't say a few words. If you don't obey the arrangements, we will be bombed out of the servant hall and the gate of the Flame Peak."

When the brothers heard this, they all felt a gloomy look.

Yes, everyone was unable to enter the inner sect, so they committed themselves to the mailbox, thinking that they would have the opportunity to gain opportunities in the future, and change their mediocre life from then on.

However, once you are not even a serious disciple, there is no chance at all.

If you go ten times, three or four times, you will have 40% chance of survival, and you may be able to make a name for yourself.

When people are not most desperate, they always stick to all kinds of hopes, and always feel that they should be one of the three or four lucky ones.

Cao Jin had been a little angry for a long time. He was here to gather people today. He thought about whether there were any of these errand disciples who had ideas and knew to give him some benefits, but he didn't expect to encounter such knots.

"Of course, this deacon will make good arrangements and try to protect your safety as much as possible. However, most of the dangers there come from the demons imprisoned there, so there will inevitably be casualties, which is also the time to test you."

Cao Jin stood up, yawned, stretched his waist, and continued, "At this time tomorrow, the ten people from your Daisy Hall will be waiting here, I will take you away."

"Let's go slowly!" Zayi and others had to stand up and bow to him, but their faces were still gloomy.

After Cao Jin left, the four of them gathered together again.

Zayi was very serious, and his skinny face looked even more scary. He looked at the other three junior brothers and said, "I am the boss. When the time comes, I will go to Yunzhu. If people start to die, then start with me!"
Chapter completed!