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Chapter 448: Prajna Wall, Emperor's Tomb, Hero's Blood (9)

"I dare to bet with you that after today, you and your beautiful sister will probably wander around the world."

"How can I see it?"

"You used to think that this guy in front of you was timid and timid. If you kill him, you would damage your reputation. Now he is amazing. His skills are unfathomable. Anyway, you are probably also skilled. Why don't you compete with him? In this way, I can also take some time to deal with the old man Dan Tai Qianyuan."

"You are really not a little bit. Don't you know that Dan Tai Qianyuan is the second largest master in Dali? Are you not afraid of being slapped into meat paste by his palm?"

Dan Tai Qianyuan, who was standing beside him, had a red face and a white face. Just talking about martial arts, he might not be able to beat Master Wukong when fighting alone. It was understandable that he was ranked second, but he didn't understand the words of Du Qingyuan and Wu Yonglin.

"What am I afraid of him doing? If you talk about internal and external martial arts, I naturally don't deserve the shoes for the masters present. As for the sword technique I practiced with the quick knife in my hand, I dare to say second, no one dares to say first, and I don't know where the fake monk came out of this corner, I dare to stomp him like a cockroach."

Dan Tai Qianyuan ignored the excitement in Wu Yonglin's words and still responded calmly: "I finally underestimated you. Are you Wu Yonglin who made Gao Taiyuan lose so much? Let me take a look at your quick knife for a while."

A big roc spread its wings and pounced towards Wu Yonglin like an evil eagle. Dan Tai Qianyuan brought a pair of ghost claws like a dark blue light on his left and right hands. He reached out and grabbed Wu Yonglin's fragile throat bone. Dan Tai Qianyuan wanted to fight quickly and attacked as fast as thunder. His throat locking hand evolved from the "Golden Leopard Claw" in the eighteenth hand of Bodhidharma. However, to practice this move with the realm, it requires sharp eyes, clear ears and eyes, spiritual courage, and the three natures combined into one, and the elf was born. Dan Tai Qianyuan was too eager for quick success and instant benefits at the time of practicing, and often ignored these basic martial arts that required years of accumulation. Through the extensive, profound and obscure "Yi Jin Jing", although the cultivation of internal strength forced to reach a transcendent and saintly realm, he was only

This gorgeous sky tower encounters Wukong or Lun's disorderly martial arts, who have beaten the basic martial arts of Arhat Fist for a whole nine years, will easily collapse in the opponent's calm and wishful hedge in protracted battles. In fact, the set of Breaking Wave Swordsmanship that Wu Yonglin accidentally obtained is only a simple move in terms of moves---the first strike is also an "ultimate strike". It may be more appropriate to say that he has no moves, but to practice until he is not disturbed by the opponent's momentum or sharp attack during duels, it is mainly to choose a quiet place to practice Qi, which is similar to the three natures in Arhat Fist. When a person dies, he can all his thoughts are empty and he has no worries. This is the so-called "no worries" and there is no fear. If there is no fear, the thoughts of life and death will be completely eliminated. The so-called understanding of the thoughts of life and death in the human world will make you feel that the current fire will be cool.

A warrior like Wu Yonglin who practices qi in his sleep is only one of him. His rapid progress in qi training in one month can be compared with ordinary people for half a year. After experiencing many life and death disasters, the most difficult level of training courage and courage is like a layer of thin paper in front of him. He can easily penetrate it with almost no effort. One way is to understand all things, and one way is to follow. His cultivation today is no longer the same.

Wu Yonglin always maintained a sword-drawing posture, even though the ghost claw of Dan Tai Qianyuan was only half a foot away from Wu Yonglin's predecessor, Wu Yonglin kept staring in front of him with his eyes, staring at his opponent, and staring at the ghost claw that was grabbing at him.

Only then did Dan Tai Qianyuan feel the murderous aura of this person that Dan Tai Yuping told him in the past. He didn't know how fast the other party's sword draw could be, nor did he know how sharp the fast knife in the other party's hand was. If he made a mistake in his judgment, he would lose not only an arm, but a complete defeat in the whole situation.

Dan Tai Qianyuan glanced around. He originally wanted to catch a monk to try the other party's quick knife, but he just looked around and only his own people were left. Dan Tai Qianyuan quickly retreated from Wu Yonglin, and his vicious left and right hands opened their bows like a chicken catching an eagle and pushed the two men in black at Wu Yonglin.

The two men's bodies were suddenly cut off from their waist-length parts. There was no trace of pain before they died. When the two men's heads rolled to the side, everyone realized that Wu Yonglin had already waved more than one sword. As for when Wu Yonglin's quick knife returned to the scabbard, Dan Tai Qianyuan, who was blocked by his own people, did not see it at all. He also lost the opportunity and courage to take action at this moment.

"Boy, how did you practice this sword technique? If you have the opportunity to let the old Taoist see it." Du Qingyuan, who was fighting with Duan Zhengchun, glanced at him and showed a strong interest in Wu Yonglin's practice of such shocking skills.

“Cut fruit.”

"really?"

Wu Yonglin did not answer but smiled strangely. Although these people in front of him could not understand his cold joke, some of the men in black who escaped from this disaster took it as real. It is said that cutting fruit has become the most basic introductory skill for those swordsmen and has become popular. Whether it is useful or not, it depends on their own opinions. When they finally give up, they will always comfort themselves with the lies of the shocking quick knife hand.

Dan Tai Qianyuan, who was unwilling to fail, then went completely crazy. He grabbed his people around him like throwing sandbags and threw them at Wu Yonglin. Those people were astonishing when they were pushed by Dan Tai Qianyuan, but those figures that were involuntarily involuntarily had not approached. A dazzling sword shadow formed an impenetrable sword array in the man's front. Wherever the quick sword went, flesh and blood flew across, and the muscles and bones were broken. The most incredible thing was that these people did not scream at all before they died. Dan Tai Qianyuan found from the gap in the wall that was pushed over that Wu Yonglin almost swung his first sword to the other party's neck, giving the other party no chance to survive at all.

When Wu Yonglin waved his sword toward the human wall, Dan Tai Qianyuan had already collected the weapons of the men in black who had been thrown in his hands. Most of them were spears. After finding that Wu Yonglin was slowing down at the human wall, he rushed over with dozens of swords, swords and guns in his arms.

With one horizontal stroke, one swing and one lift, the various chaotic weapons sprinkled everywhere between the two men like flowers scattered in the sky. The two men who had just fought were divided into each other like the Chu River and the Han Realm. In Dan Tai Qianyuan's incredible eyes, his glove with the ghost claws was always inserted on the other party's right shoulder. A neat cut on his arm and the blood mist sprayed out made him almost forget the pain, and even the arm that was left in the other party's body. Then look around Dan Tai Qianyuan, the men in black hid far aside as if they had seen a ghost, for fear that they would become the human sandbag in the other party's hand again.
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