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- ~.< >-~ Everything that can be done, should be done, and wants to be done has been done, and now it¡¯s really time to leave.
Fang Xian shouted the lines to everyone very skillfully: "Brothers, the green mountains will remain green and the rivers will flow forever. Let's make a run for it together in the future!"
After saying this, he held the Hatsune girl Wanli people in his hand and walked away in pairs.
Zhang Sanfeng quickly followed up with Zhang Wuji in his hand: "Little friend Tian, ??I have something to ask you!"
Zhang Wuji burst into tears: "Brother, you are not honest. You agreed to take me to find my adoptive father"
Linghu Chong will never forget this figure, this thief who rescued him from a dead situation and gave him new hope. His expression at this time is really looking up at the sunset with a smile at a 45-degree angle.
The four subordinates of the Gusu Murong family finally realized that it was not too late, Murong Fu had just issued the next order.
¡°We will spare no effort to find Yue Buqun.¡±
"Yes! Master! Also, are we too late?"
"what do you say?"
??Subsequently, both the **** heroes of Yanziwu Shuangsu also left.
Songshan is still the same Songshan.
The Five Mountains are no longer the Five Mountains.
Fang Xian carried Wang Yuyan and ran all the way, smiling freely and freely.
"Oh my God! It would be great if I could bring back the light function of "Walking Alone", and buy a crappy car!! My legs can hit 200 mph! Hahahaha!"
Wang Yuyan hugged Tian Boguang, her hair blown by all kinds of wind, looking at the scenery passing by on both sides, stroking the strong chest muscles, nestling in the broad and majestic chest, feeling light and happy, but also at ease.
"Uncle Tian. It's so fun to be with you!"
"Huh?" Fang Xian smiled hoarsely, "You have been living in Yanziwu too much. The world outside is very exciting."
"HahaUncle Tian! I like being with you!"
"" Fang Xian was startled. Only then did I realize that although I seemed to have two wives, I had yet to express my love and propose marriage, which was a very incomplete feeling.
Fang Xian thought about it and realized that there was still enough time. After the battle, a good shot would be the most popular thing to see. Now the girl has given up and won¡¯t do it now. More to come! !
Thinking of this, the seven-foot-old man didn't stop and ran into the woods with the girl in his arms. The roar of the wind was loud. The white robe flutters.
"Ahhere we go again" After experiencing three premature deaths, Wang Yuyan has become very proficient. She slightly unbuttoned the collar of her light shirt, revealing her white and tender skin, and her purple bellyband was also looming. Mesmerizing.
Fang Xian swallowed a big mouthful of smear, okay, he is just a guy who sees a woman's legs go weak, so it doesn't matter.
Wang Yuyan is already very familiar with it. With a provocative look in her eyes, her little hands gently unbuttoned her uncle's pants. He rubbed it and it was black and hard.
Fang Xian stood upright, and the girl knelt in front of him. Cherry's little mouth stuck up.
With his eyes closed, he must be extremely hungry and thirsty.
"Big brother!!! I have to catch up!!!"
"Little Chi, it's obviously me who is chasing youit's so tiring."
¡°¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡± Fang Xian¡¯s face trembled.
Zhang Wuji jumped over with wide eyes: "Eh? Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhang Sanfeng also observed very carefully: "Tian Xiaoyou, is this an act of friendship between men and women?"
"This isthe third or fourth time" Fang Xian looked up to the sky and roared, "The road to Shu is difficult!"
Wang Yuyan was naturally shy when she saw this pair of live treasures coming. She unbuttoned her shirt and hid behind her uncle, standing with her head bowed shyly.
"FatherFatherFather" Zhang Wuji relied on him.
Fang Xian let out a long sigh, he should do what he promised, and with Zhang Wuji following him all the way, it would be a journey of hunger and thirst.
"Okay, okay, let's go."
Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly stopped him, and the old man actually pulled out his Tai Chi sword: "Little friend Tian, ??come on, come on, Pindao has been watching for a long time and his hands are itchy, so let's compare two moves."
"Ma'am, please don't make trouble. What you just did was all imaginary. It was just the internal power of letting me do it. How could you not know that?"
"I know, I know. This time we will compete, using only moves and no internal strength." Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "I want to use Tai Chi Sword Technique to master your Guangfeng Sword Technique. I just saw it and it was not pleasant."
Although Master Zhang didn¡¯t help much in this battle, he was a kind person after all. He didn¡¯t run away like Ouyang Feng and Duan Zhengchun. Faced with the kind old man¡¯s small wish, Fang Xian couldn¡¯t bear to refuse.
"How do we fight?" Fang Xian kidnapped herThe wife drew out her big sword. If we didn't use internal strength and only talked about moves, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many martial arts in the world that could compete with Dugu Nine Swords and Guangfeng Sword Techniques.
"Just chop me off!" Zhang Sanfeng used all kinds of temptations with his hands, "Come on, come on, chop me off, until I chop down I will tell you "Ti Yun Zong"."
"It's not tempting. I, Lingbo Weibu, haven't had time to see it yet" Fang Xian wanted to tease the old man, but Wudang's martial arts was not the same as that of his old Tian family, and Tian Boguang didn't have that much time to meditate. Penance.
"That's right, that's right, "Ladder of Clouds" cannot be compared with your Duxing Wushuang." Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, "How about "Tai Chi"?"
"Old man, I'm a knife player."
"Then let's "Tai Chi Sword Technique"! A poor Taoist's unique skill, this is enough!"
"You don't know, old man, that the aunts and uncles over there are walking their dogs and playing Tai Chi swords at the same time when they get up in the morning. It's not a rare thing."
"Young Tian, ??do you live in the Heavenly Palace?" Zhang Sanfeng trembled, ""Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu"! My lifelong secret."
"You know, Master, I don't need other internal skills. Beiming Shenqing is enough for me to digest for a lifetime. I won't even read the Yi Jin Jing when it comes."
""Wudang Nine Yang Kung"!"
Zhang Wuji interrupted: "Grand Master, I have already given the entire copy of "Nine Suns Magic" to my eldest brother, but what you have is not enough."
"Woohoo!" Zhang Zhenren scratched his head full of silver threads, "I, Zhang Sanfeng a martial arts master, have been practicing for a lifetime, but I can't come up with anything that can make Tian Xiaoyou's heart move?!"
Fang Xian saw it funny and couldn't bear to tease him any more. Suddenly, he swung his sword and said, "Look at the sword!"
"Ah, here it comes! The soft sword wrapped around the finger!" Zhang Sanfeng's eyes widened. He circled around with his sword.
As soon as the tip of the blade touched, it was about to be sucked in. The sword was entangled around Zhang Sanfeng's fingertips, and his technique was incredibly soft.
Fang Xian understands. He couldn't deal with this forcefully, and he knew in his heart that what Zhang Sanfeng valued was the move of cutting off the water with the knife, and he no longer reserved it at that moment.
The momentum of the sword suddenly changed, and it actually followed Zhang Sanfeng's sword tip.
"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng started playing more enthusiastically.
¡°As everyone knows, Tian Boguang¡¯s hand strength and patience can be achieved without using internal strength. That is not inferior to Zhenren Zhang at all.
In other words, the wrist muscle twitching ability of any normal young man in China cannot be underestimated! That is the creation that has been in motion for more than ten years! A wrist that condenses the essence of more than ten years of life! !
"It's a pity that Zhang Zhenren has to maintain the body of a boy in order to practice Qigong, so the function of his wrists has not been strengthened.
Fang Xian¡¯s wrist gets harder and harder every time he pumps her, even when he has a girlfriend and doesn¡¯t need to jerk off. I have never failed to use my skills to serve my girlfriend.
The two of them circled each other for a long time. Zhang Sanfeng could not use his internal strength and gradually began to fail.
"What a fast speed, what a strong endurance" Although Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why Tian Boguang was so powerful, he knew it. If you continue, your wrist will cramp up, "Tai Chi Sword Technique! Tian Xiaoyou caught it!"
After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng's sword suddenly turned and drew inwards. He spit it out again, stabbing Fang Xian's chest slowly and quickly. Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship is clear. His movements were gentle and slow, really like an old man in the park.
But Fang Xian also knew it. This is no ordinary grandpa, the man in front of him is the original author of Tai Chi Sword.
He didn¡¯t dare to be negligent in the slightest, so he caught Zhang Sanfeng¡¯s sword-cutting attack and deflected Zhang Sanfeng¡¯s sword outward.
But I saw that Master Zhang just chuckled, with a gentle rhythm, gentle and stretched. No matter what Tian Boguang's sword was, he could easily resolve it one by one, slow to stop slow, soft to overcome soft, after several moves, the sword tip was still straight. Pointing at Tian Boguang's chest, there is no deviation at all.
Since the same moves were no longer possible, Fang Xian had no choice but to use offense as defense. He drew his sword to cut off the water and turned into a fierce force, suddenly trying to knock down Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi sword.
"Don't be impatient, little friend." Zhang Sanfeng only flicked the tip of his sword, without using any force, and just let the sword tilt the tip of the sword. The long sword suddenly made a circle with the force, and bypassed the bottom of the sword. Only then did he suddenly exert his strength and challenge hard.
With one move, Fang Xian was not able to defeat the opponent's sword, but he himself was in great danger.
In a hurry, he turned to a soft posture again, slowed down his palm, and then restrained his strength to prevent the sword from letting go. For a while, he admired Zhenren Zhang a little more.
I admire him, but the sword still stabs me impartially.
The swords and knives are touching each other, just like two people transforming into Tai Chi. You come and I go, competing for understanding and character.
And Fang Xian tried to use Dongfang Bubai's method again, and several timesHow slow, how soft, how hard, how slow, how fast, etc., but every time he changes his moves, Zhang Sanfeng can quickly counterattack an army, as if these methods and techniques have been integrated into his blood, and it is impossible to No need to think.
Zhang Wuji miraculously wiped his nose and smiled at Wang Yuyan: "My master's understanding of martial arts is unparalleled in the world. Even if he doesn't use internal strength, no one can beat him."
Wang Yuyan naturally wanted to speak for her uncle: "Tsk, my Uncle Tian didn't use his killing moves, for fear of hurting the old man."
The two of them were sparring very slowly, but in fact they were constantly making secret moves. In just a few minutes, they had passed nearly a hundred moves. This was something that others could not see or see through.
The more Fang Xian fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more admired he became.
Is this the accumulation and understanding of the past hundred years? In those two moments, I was really not enough to face this kind of old monster. It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.
¡°Tai Chi push in the middle is just a must, and there may not be anyone in the universe who can be Zhang Sanfeng¡¯s opponent in this regard.
Fang Xian's blade turned sharply, gave up the middle, and started a sharp attack all the way.
Without using internal strength, just talking about moves, the time has come for Dugu Nine Swords to shine.
"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng didn't dare to underestimate him and hurriedly waved his sword to block it. The Tai Chi sword was used when two swords were fighting. When encountering so many sharp knives, you still have to rely on Wudang's other sword techniques to deal with it.
Fang Xian makes quick moves and attacks quickly. This time, he incorporates a new understanding. He incorporates many small moves from Dugu Nine Swords into the skills of the violent wind sword. On the basis of being quick and strange, the lethality and severity are greatly increased.
The whereabouts of Dugu's Nine Swords are uncertain. Fang Xian's method of using them is different from Linghu Chong's. He relies on his body skills and reactions. Dugu's Nine Swords can cover almost a person's whole body. After the previous slash, sometimes even he himself can't tell where to hit the next one.
Zhang Sanfeng cannot use his internal strength, so he will naturally suffer losses if he fights with speed. He relied on his deep understanding and roots to resist.
"What a wonderful sword move" Zhang Sanfeng became more and more immersed in the fight, his face flushed, "This sword technique is completely contrary to my Wudang rules. It is chaotic chaotic It turns out that swords can be used like this "
After Zhang Sanfeng defended for a while, he had touched the path of Dugu Nine Swords, but he had only touched it. It only opened another door to martial arts for him. If he wanted to defend it completely. I'm afraid it won't work without using internal strength.
Sooner or later, if this continues, flaws will be revealed. Since Fang Xian only defends but does not attack, Zhang Sanfeng feels that there is no need to be polite.
"Extreme law versus extreme chaos, who will win" Zhang Sanfeng's long sword swept across this round of rapid attacks. The long sword stabbed, "The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen!"
Before Zhang Sanfeng made his move, Fang Xian had instinctively swung the sword out. Now if he had to withdraw his move, he could still defend it. But they will definitely fall into a passive position, and may even be defeated by Zhang Sanfeng's clever move.
Fang Xian's heart changed. The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen were used to control the enemy, not to kill them. There is no danger to you, that's it. If the competition was faster, he didn't believe he would lose.
The Dugu Nine Swords only attack but do not defend. The purpose is very clear¡ª¡ª
Before the enemy stabs you with a sword, just stab the enemy.
So, Fang Xian didn't care about Master Zhang's sword at all, and just continued to immerse himself in the sword. He just took advantage of Master Zhang's sword and slashed three times in a row.
"Brother, Grand Master, don't work so hard!"
"Uncle Tian, ??don't be afraid. The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen only hit people's acupuncture points and cannot hurt you."
"Sister, why are you so cruel?"
"Aren't you cruel? In order to win, Uncle Tian's knife should be faster."
Time froze, and each sword struck where they were supposed to, but not a drop of blood flowed out, and no one fell.
The big knife hit Zhang Sanfeng's shoulder, and the long sword also hit the Shenmen point in Fang Xian's right hand holding the knife.
Fang Xian's acupuncture point was hit, his hand went numb, he lost consciousness, and the big knife fell to the ground.
"Did Grand Master win?!" Zhang Wuji hurried over to see if the old man was injured.
"Wrong, my Uncle Tian won." Wang Yuyan also went over to support Fang Xian and rubbed his hands repeatedly.
Wang Yuyan is not only rich in knowledge, but also has great eyesight. She clearly saw that the path of Dugu Nine Swords was correct. Fang Xian rushed to Zhang Sanfeng's long sword before it hit her, and the big sword had already hit Zhang Sanfeng.
It¡¯s just that he used the back of the knife.
Zhang Sanfeng rubbed his shoulders and said calmly: "During the chaotic battle, Tian Xiaoyou still had the skills to reverse the blade, and Pindao lost."
Fang Xian wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "It doesn't use internal strength, it just depends on physical strength and moves. Tian is also a well-educated person. How could this battle be really stained with blood? Besides, isn't Master Zhang's sword equally free?" Slow down the roadHas the assassination turned into a bullet? "
"Haha!" Zhang Sanfeng put away the long sword and praised it very much, "Take them all, my Wudang Kungfu requires painstaking study. If your elusive swordsmanship is integrated into a solid foundation, and if the chaos is integrated into rules, maybe it will be A new door.¡±
With a bang, Zhang Sanfeng threw out a bunch of pamphlets like Santa Claus.
"Tai Chi Technique", "Tai Chi Sword Technique", "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu", "Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu", "Finger Wrap Soft Sword", "Shen Men Thirteen Swords", "Ti Yun Zong"
There are quite a few of the exercises he mentioned before.
"Zhang Zhenren" Fang Xian counted the books and his body trembled, "You are so generous!!"
"Haha." Zhang Sanfeng laughed in various ways, "Little friend Tian, ??when it comes to Pindao, I no longer care about gains and losses. I just want to study deeper and practice to the extreme. Although my meeting with my little friend today is short, it is also It will benefit Pindao a lot, and I will not be indebted to you for giving these exercises to you."
"Thank you, Master." Fang Xian put away these efforts and thought carefully that they were still useful.
Although I don¡¯t really practice it, I have said in the pages of the book about the Wild Wind Sword Technique that the Wild Wind Blade Technique has more than ten realms, and a thousand swords in an instant is just the beginning of the word ¡°fusion¡±.
The next level is probably to integrate into the chaotic body of hundreds of martial arts. A set of Wudang Kung Fu is still very stable.
Zhang Sanfeng was also very interested in Fang Xian's sword skills. The old man wandered away by himself while thinking about it, very fascinated.
Zhang Wuji grabbed Tian Boguang and said, "Brother, don't run away. We should go find our adoptive father."
"Looking forlooking for" Fang Xian yawned, "It's tomorrow, I'll go to bed first."
Back in the room, Zhao Ling'er had already watched almost half of "One Piece".
"Hey! Are you back?" Ling'er's mantra quickly brought Fang Xian back to the real world.
"I'm going to take a shower" Wang Yuyan knew she couldn't make a mistake in front of her two sisters, so she quickly let go of Fang Xian and went out to take a shower.
"Huh, I'm so exhausted this night, I'll tell you what I did." Fang Xian was eager to give it a try.
"They want to play "One Piece"!" Ling'er entangled Fang Xian's hand and shook it left and right, "They want to eat Devil Fruits!"
"Don't make troubleyou should be able to play "The Age of Discovery" in the future"
"I want to play"
"Don't make trouble"
Fang Xian was so tired that he fell asleep while making a fuss.
Ling'er was happy and helped him take off his clothes and socks, and covered him with a quilt.
"My husband, you have been really tired recently"
The next morning, Fang Xian was awakened by the sound of banging on the door.
Outside, Xian¡¯s mother shouted: ¡°Xian¡¯er, someone is looking for you, get up quickly.¡±
"Huh?" Fang Xian rubbed his eyes and stood up. Who else would come looking for him this year?
After putting on his clothes and going out, his shiny bald head instantly blinded his eyes.
The old man was busy eating breakfast with Fang, and he would admire the pickles and other things from time to time.
"Why are you here" Fang Xian quickly sat down.
"Huh, I agreed to do a house inspection early in the morning, but I've been waiting for a long time" The old man was angry at first, and then he was happy, "But this porridge is really good."
Fang hurriedly scratched his head and said, "Haha, it's all thanks to your training."
Fang Xian was stunned. Looking back at his mother, this conversation had too many flaws.
Fortunately, my mother didn¡¯t mind and just smiled stupidly: ¡°Xian¡¯er, your friends are so interesting.¡±
While eating, people from all walks of life got up one after another, and a large table of people eating breakfast seemed crowded.
Lin Yueru came over and saw the old man, and asked, "Master, is my father in good health?"
Xian¡¯s father and Xian¡¯s mother were startled, feeling that this old man is a relative!
Just as he was about to go up to chat, Linger spoke again.
"Uncle, is my grandma okay?"
"Xian's father and Xian's mother are a little confused, and the ethical relationship seems a bit complicated.
Finally, there is Wang Yuyan.
"Uncle, thank you for bringing me here"
Four more words appeared in Xian¡¯s father¡¯s and Xian¡¯s mother¡¯s minds ¨C human traffickers.
My son has been playing too much recently. After careful consideration, Xian¡¯s father and Xian¡¯s mother probably figured out what was going on.
?? Vietnamese brides, price 30,000-50,000, no money to escape, goods sold, no refunds.
Dare to love this uncle, who is a population business, the son is not soft, buy two get one, and then accompany the chef.
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