Li Er punched Chen Pingan for the last time, which was very different.
Li Er asked Chen Ping'an to do whatever it took to see how he could withstand his punches for a longer period of time.
Chen Ping'an was a little confused. He was the bottleneck of the Sixth Level of martial arts, but Li Er was the true master of the Tenth Level of martial arts. Even if he resorted to unscrupulous means, what was the point?
Li Er smiled and said: "My punches this time will be measured and will only interrupt the connection between your many methods. To put it simply, you just punch. You should treat it as a confrontation with a life-or-death enemy."
, your opponent relies on your level to be too high, so he despises you. At the same time, he does not know your current base, and only regards you as a pure martial artist with a good foundation. He just wants to exhaust your pure energy first, and then slowly
Slowly torture and kill to vent your anger."
Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled. Could it be that he could use tricks, deceptions, and subterfuge besides punching?
Li Er did not explain more, "Don't take it too seriously, otherwise I will think that you dare to despise your mortal enemy. My last punch will make you cough up blood on your bed at Lion Peak for half a year."
Li Er turned around and went to the ferry, leaving Chen Pingan at the door of the hut.
Li Er held bamboo mugwort and stood at one end of the boat, holding his breath and concentrating. After half a stick of incense, Chen Ping'an walked towards the ferry.
Li Er glanced at it and couldn't help but smile.
The young man was barefoot and had his trousers rolled up, but his sleeves were not rolled up.
I didn't forget to carry the sword fairy that I got from the Fu family in Laolongcheng.
Li Er nodded and said: "Get aboard."
In an instant, Li chopped off the bamboo in his hand. Chen Ping'an, who had already twisted the square-inch talisman in his sleeve, disappeared out of thin air. He stepped on the stone wall of the waterway of the Xianfu cave and took advantage of the momentum to bounce away. He went back and forth several times.
, already far away from that boat, one person and one bamboo shoot in an instant.
When Chen Ping'an landed on the water, he stepped on the water and slid out backwards. He pressed the water with one hand, causing ripples. He suddenly stopped, the soil talisman on the two walls and the cross-flow talisman in the water, and the talisman's spiritual light exploded. Chen Ping'an
Ping An's wrist was slightly twisted, and a short sword appeared in his right hand. The seal was engraved with the word "Chao Lu". The other sword, Mu Xia, which had not yet appeared, was taken from the Gelu Mountain Assassin.
The front end of the bamboo grass seemed to have landed on the ground, but it did not really touch the ground. Not only did the Gang Qi not create ravines on the ground, but it did not even raise any dust. This is the retraction and release of the fist intention of a great martial arts master who has reached the end of the world.
The realm of whatever you want.
In front of the boat, the water surface surged and gravel splashed everywhere. There was a man in a green shirt with a figure of lightning speed, rushing towards him in a straight line, holding a knife in both hands.
Li Er put away the bamboo shoots, turned around to look at it, and said with a smile: "It's so fancy, but it's quite scary."
Li Eryi poked at the bamboo grass casually, and the boat slowly moved forward under his feet. Chen Pingan turned his head to avoid the bamboo grass, twisted the square inch talisman on his left sleeve, and disappeared in a flash.
Li Er grasped the palm of Bamboo Wormwood's hand and then tightened it. Without turning around or turning his head, Li Er poked Bamboo Wormwood back. Chen Ping'an, who appeared behind him, was stabbed directly in the chest and slammed into the bottom of the water.
If Chen Pingan hadn't turned slightly sideways, only the green shirt was cut, revealing a trace of blood and white bones. Otherwise, Li Er, who said that he "underestimates the enemy's actions," probably could have nailed the piece of bamboo directly into Chen Pingan's chest.
The boat under Li Er's feet continued to move forward slowly. There was no need to hold it up. A pure martial artist in the ten realms was what Li Er called "full of spirit and energy, and a person is perfect." Once he showed his true energy, Li Er could do whatever he wanted.
The entire waterway can be filled with fist energy.
Li Er smiled, well, you kid took advantage of the situation and used dozens of water talismans in one go, and they exploded at the same time, which was barely enough to turn the world upside down.
Li Er gently held the bamboo wormwood tightly, and there was a buzzing sound, and the strong energy shook loudly. One person and one boat continued to move forward, neither fast nor slow, and no water dripped close to the people or the boat.
Li Eryi stamped his feet, and there was a muffled thunder under the water. Li Er was a little surprised, and no longer cared about Chen Ping'an under the water. He came to the bow from the stern of the boat, glanced at the wall in the distance, and saw that the boat was flying like an arrow, like a bamboo shoot.
Smash it away.
The Yin Shen, who left his body and traveled far away without a sound, used the Ghost Ax Palace to carry tablets and talismans to hide on the wall early on. All the previous ones were all deceptions.
I never thought that I would still be seen through easily by Li Er.
Yin Shen had no choice but to avoid the powerful and heavy bamboo grass. With this movement, his true identity was revealed. He was a young man in white with a folding fan attached to his waist. Even though he was running away in a bit of embarrassment, he still had a smile and an ethereal figure.
Like a deity on the mountain, when leaving the stone wall, Chen Ping'an's Yin Shen pinched the sword with his two fingers and swept out a snow-white sword light from the center of his eyebrows. It was the flying sword Chuyi that had not yet been completely refined, although it was not a sword.
He was born to cultivate a flying sword, but after sharpening his sword edge on the Dragon Slaying Platform, he reappeared in this world with a powerful momentum like a rainbow.
Li Er's bamboo grass had never touched the stone wall before. He bent his arm slightly, took the bamboo grass away, and beat Chu Yi's flying sword until it trembled and crashed into the stone wall. It was just an ordinary piece of bamboo grass that circulated his fist intention.
No damage at all.
Li Er smiled and said: "Are you coming again?"
A sharp flying sword with the air of a swordsman stabbed Li Erhou's vest from behind.
Li Er didn't care at all. He had abundant fist power and was like a god protecting him. He was the most indestructible armor in the world.
Li Er exclaimed, "Do you just hate the imitation sword made by Jianshan?"
Because the menacing flying sword was easily deflected by the fist.
The third fastest flying sword flew straight towards the back of Li Er's head.
At the same time, the first flying sword, whose sword light was like a white rainbow, wanted to get close to him again.
Li Er was also a little helpless, "This is a little annoying."
Li Er let go of the bamboo grass and disappeared in a flash. The next moment, he held three flying swords in his hands, and brilliant sparks flew from his palms.
When Li Er returned to the boat, the bamboo grass seemed to be hovering in the air and not falling at all. Li Er was actually going back and forth too fast.
Li Er imprisoned three flying swords with one hand, pressed the palm of his hand against one end of the bamboo shoots, and pushed hard, causing the boat to sway lightly under his feet.
The bamboo grass flew away at a slight angle, directly piercing Chen Pingan's abdomen and nailing him to the bottom of the water. The bamboo grass's castration was shocking, not only did it knock Chen Pingan's back close to the bottom of the water, but the bamboo grass still penetrated through the abdomen.
Li Er took action ruthlessly.
Chen Pingan's response was even more brutal.
He slapped the bottom of the water hard with his palm, as if he had pulled out the bamboo root, and with the help of the square inch talisman, he disappeared in an instant.
Li Er smiled and did not beat up the drowned dog. He had agreed to treat it with contempt.
Chen Ping'an is a little bit good, he doesn't know the pain, or in other words, before he dies, his shots will be very stable.
Some so-called martial arts geniuses become more and more courageous the more they are injured, but they will inevitably have some sequelae. Not after a big battle, but during a big battle, they exchange fist power for fighting power. If both sides are fighting, they are of the same level. Such people
Of course, you can survive to the end, because a pure martial artist cannot only have the courage of blood and the anger of a common man, but if you don't have any at all, you shouldn't take the path of martial arts. But once the realms of both parties are slightly wider, what are the pros and cons of such actions?
All are possible, and perhaps the best result is to succeed and exchange lives with the stronger one.
The fighting between warriors seems boring and boring. They exchange injuries and live and die. There are not many methods, but in fact there are many mysteries and the punches are interesting.
Especially after reaching the ten realms, the sky is vast, the sky is high, there are many wonders, and the scenery is endless.
Song Changjing was very ambitious and had a big picture. For the purity of martial arts, he was willing to abandon the country and the dragon throne. His obsession was far stronger than that of ordinary masters. What he wanted with his punches was to teach the immortals on the top of the mountain to come down the mountain and bow to him. Song Changjing
kowtow.
Therefore, it is full of energy.
Li Er believed that he was indeed defeated by Song Changjing in this realm.
After a pure martial artist reaches the top, you can have thousands of types of fists and different martial arts. In fact, there are roughly only two paths to take. One path is like a blessed land with a boxing intention. It is vast, vast and powerful.
Zun. A path is like an immortal opening a cave in the sky. It is easier to return to the truth. There is no way under the feet, so he continues to fly to higher places. It’s not that Li Er doesn’t want to walk more in the Qi Sheng realm, it’s just because of his own character and his fist intention is pure enough. If
Deliberately suppressing the word "Qi Sheng" will not be of much benefit. It is better to take advantage of the situation and directly return to the true state.
Earlier, while drinking and chatting with Chen Ping'an, Li Er heard that there was a wonderful man named Zhu Lian in Luolu Mountain, nicknamed Madman Wu. He would fight between life and death when fighting with others, but on weekdays, his temperament was as light-hearted as an immortal.
Chen Ping'an thought a lot and had many convoluted ideas, and seldom spoke with certainty. When he mentioned Zhu Lian, he said that Zhu Lian was the pure martial artist who was the least likely to go crazy.
Li Er felt that Zhu Lian must be an unprecedented genius.
A genius in the eyes of a ten-level martial artist.
If there is a chance in the future, I can meet Zhu Lian for a while.
Li Er put away the bamboo shoots, threw away the three flying swords, and continued to paddle the boat slowly.
The simple man felt a little guilty for his previous attack, which was a bit heavy. Then, when dealing with the elusive and cunning Chen Pingan, he deliberately withdrew his fists. One of the punches only punched Chen Pingan into the stone wall, but did not remove the bamboo in his hand.
Hao moved to another place and penetrated the opponent's belly. Not only that, the boat continued to move forward, leaving the young man behind who could definitely continue to attack, and let him exchange a breath of pure Qi.
Li Er has always felt that practicing martial arts is really not too fancy. Working hard to train your body is nothing more than hardship.
It's almost like the farmer tending the fields, except that the quality of the harvest depends on God's face. How far a martial artist can go in practicing boxing depends entirely on himself.
Li Er turned around and saw a strange scene.
Chen Pingan put on a golden robe, and then a black robe with a hundred eyes, and that was not enough, even the snowflake robe of the city ghost, the very fancy Cai Que Mansion
I put on all the robes together. Fortunately, after a little refinement of the robes in the world, I can follow the monk's will and change slightly. But the original blue shirt and these four robes can keep it from looking too bulky? What do you think?
To be continued...