Chapter 223 A battle in the small street

On the high platform in the middle of the lake, a woman in colorful clothes, who had made yellow paper talismans fell to the ground, looked around, her eyebrows and eyes were lively, and her gaze was vivid. She was not a dead puppet, she was clearly a living person.

The old immortal standing on the edge of the high platform, in full view of everyone, took out a small pastel porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened the cork, threw it to the center of the high platform, and rolled down at the feet of the woman in colorful clothes. After a moment of silence, the sound of the piano came melodiously from the porcelain vase. It was as if there was a master playing the piano. If there was such a master, he could hear the sound of the piano moving his fingers at a slow angle, and the woman in colorful clothes followed. The sound of the piano slowly stretches the body, and the long sleeves are like colorful flowing clouds.

The sound of the piano paused slightly, and the woman in colorful clothes stopped and maintained a playful posture with her feet raised.

The pink embroidered shoe stood up gently, revealing its sharp corners like a lotus.

Then the sound of the piano changed from slow to fast, and the beauty's dance speeded up accordingly. Her waist twisted like the wind, and she looked back with all kinds of charm.

When the sound of the piano became noisy, like a large handful of beads dumped into a jade plate,

The old god smiled slightly and suddenly raised his two sleeves, each big sleeve separately. Four yellow paper talismans floated out, and after landing, green smoke filled the air, shrouding the woman in colorful clothes. Everyone heard the sound of the piano getting faster and faster, but no figure of the beauty was seen, so they became a little anxious and looked forward to it more and more.

In an instant, the sound of the piano suddenly became louder, like a silver bottle being broken.

At that moment, in the ethereal smoke, eight young women in white clothes appeared quickly and without warning. With the woman in colorful clothes as the center, they jumped in all directions. At the same time, the lithe women in white clothes holding swords all let out a shout, which was similar to the strange sound of the ancient barbarians when they offered sacrifices to the gods. However, instead of damaging their grace, they gave birth to a A kind of unique momentum that is not inferior to that of women.

In the waterside pavilion near the lake, the middle-aged military general who led the troops stationed near Rouge County was shocked. He was originally invited here, but it was just out of favor. Now he saw it with his own eyes. After this scene, people couldn't help but clapped their hands and said in appreciation: "What a great cavalryman! Especially when several women are charging forward with swords, it is not easy to have such momentum."

Master Liu, the governor of the county, caressed his beard. He smiled and nodded in agreement: "It's really not bad."

After that, the sound of the piano went straight into the sky, like spring thunder rolling in the sea of ​​clouds, while eight girls in white clothes holding swords always surrounded the woman in colorful clothes in the middle, She spun rapidly and drew her sword like a rainbow. The woman in colorful clothes deliberately slowed down her tossing and turning, which was in sharp contrast to the girl holding the sword who was as fast as thunder. Moreover, many times the girl holding the sword leaned back and drew the sword, the distance between the sword tip and The woman in colorful clothes is only an inch away. It is really dangerous and dangerous, but the woman in colorful clothes always smiles like a flower.

The picture of the high platform in the middle of the lake not only has the beauty of flowing clouds and flowing water, but also has the thrilling charm.

The old god smiled slightly and said softly: "Take it!"

When the girl on the high platform was as fast as a giant, a large swath of bright snow-white sword light came towards her. Sputtering out in all directions, it is reflected on the lakeside spectators from time to timeOn their faces, many people were so scared that they quickly covered their faces. Then at this moment, when the old immortal said the word "accept",

the eight girls in white suddenly stopped and turned into pieces of yellow paper talismans, hovering in the air, and the old immortal moved With a wave of his hand, the yellow paper flew back into the sleeves of the old immortal, like a swallow returning to its nest.

The woman in colorful clothes bent down to pick up the porcelain vase, walked slowly, handed it to the old fairy in person, smiled brightly at the main seat of the waterside pavilion, and then she was exactly the same as the girl in white clothes, and transformed into a girl again. A piece of yellow paper with rough runes was carefully hidden in the sleeve of the old god.

The skill of the old immortal who came from afar shocked everyone, and on the spot shocked all the rich people in Rouge County who came to join in the fun, and made some local "immortal masters" who had previously been provocative, really I don't have the nerve to boo.

The young Taoist priest walked around the deputy son of the county guard in the middle and asked softly: "Brother Xu, have you seen the truth? Is it a demon? Anyway, there is no movement in my demon bell."

Liu Gaohua was immersed in the shock and said to himself He said: "It's really a magical power. No wonder there are always people in the books and notes who want to go to the mountains to visit immortals. If I learn this magical technique, I won't need to go to a brothel to drink wine in the future."

The bearded man replied After a moment of confusion, he asked the young Taoist priest: "Chen Pingan hasn't come back yet? Will he fall into the pit?"

The young Taoist priest said helplessly: "Chen Pingan is not interested in these things, maybe he will run away secretly. Let's go practice boxing."

The bearded man nodded and said with deep understanding: "Chen Ping'an can definitely do this kind of thing to disgrace the scenery. In fact, let's ask Young Master Liu to invite us. Go to the rouge and gouache nest to keep Chen Ping'an. Next time I encounter such a good thing, I can't wait to squat on the edge of the high platform in the middle of the lake." Liu Gaohua said: "Xia Daxia, I am so poor that I am so poor. It’s not like you haven’t seen the situation in my house. In the past, I would occasionally have affairs, and I would be dragged there by my friends. To put it bluntly, the girls at first thought I was the son of a county governor and were willing to say a few words of flattery. After talking about it, I took the initiative to throw myself into my arms. Later, everyone scolded me behind my back for being a free-spirited iron rooster, but they didn’t even look at me.”

The bearded man joked: “You are such a son of an official, but you actually treat me like one.” What's wrong with you, Liu Gaohua, is that you have no future in studying, you can't inherit your father's business, and you can't make money properly. In the end, you don't have anything to rely on, so you just travel all day long and don't do your job?"

Liu Gaohua looked gloomy and laughed at himself: "If I weren't the only one in the family, my father would still want me to pass on the incense. Otherwise, if I died in the old house, the most he could do would be to write a famous article. Lin's son-in-law's manuscript must have been written with tears in his heart, but the love between father and son is just that."

The bearded man peeled off an orange and handed half of it to Liu Gaohua without saying anything. What words of comfort.

Worry about food and clothingIn the peaceful years, young people will feel that everything is unsatisfactory.

It is a blessing to wait until the real thing comes and realize all the misfortunes before.

The young Taoist priest was a little worried about Chen Pingan, so he wanted to get up and look for him. However, it turned out that the corridor was already crowded with people and was blocked, so he had to give up.

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When they arrived at a secluded place, Chen Pingan stood under the wall, still seven or eight steps away from the outer wall of the house, and stopped walking forward.

The young man in black squatted on the wall, looking at Chen Ping'an with playful eyes, and said in the authentic Longquan dialect: "I used to be by the stream, and I couldn't tell the depth of your fists. Now I look back. , I was really careless in the fight at the Immortal Tomb, so I didn’t lose too unfairly.”

Hearing the local accent from a foreign country.

But Chen Pingan was not happy at all.

This guy is none other than Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane, who was accepted as a disciple by Zhenwushan, one of the ancestral families of the Aquarius Continent military family.

In the Immortal Tomb at that time, Ma Kuxuan wanted to kill the two of them. He deliberately accumulated strength, hoping to kill him and Ning Yao in one go. Only then was Chen Pingan seized the opportunity and almost killed Ning Yao. Yao Jiu borrowed the skirt-pressing knife to kill this guy. It was just that the master of Zhenwu Mountain tried to stop him, but Chen Pingan failed.

Ma Kuxuan held a handful of salted soybeans in his hand, threw them into his mouth one by one, and ate them with gusto.

He was originally in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was worried that this guy from Mud Bottle Alley would die, or become an unworthy mortal, and then the revenge of the Immortal Tomb would be avenged in the future. Very boring. For more than a year, he, Ma Kuxuan, followed his second master to practice in Zhenwu Mountain. After going up the mountain, he became famous and did not dare to be famous in a continent. There were dozens of countries around Zhenwu Mountain. Who didn’t know that Zhenwu Mountain had A rare genius appears out of nowhere? Among those military strategists and monsters on the mountain, who dared to look askance at him just because he was a high-ranking person?

In just one year, he broke through three realms, and his momentum is overwhelming. Now he is at the peak of the fifth realm, building a house, which scares everyone to death.

On Zhenwu Mountain, in the same battle, there were sixteen battles, large and small, and his horse Kuxuan was not defeated.

It’s a pity that this trip down the mountain to seek revenge, I can barely settle my grudges, but I still can’t break through the bottleneck of the fifth realm and reach the middle five realms in one fell swoop, so Ma Kuxuan is not in a good mood, so The master who accompanied him down the mountain went back to the mountain first. He said that he wanted to relax in the rivers and lakes, and practice with some martial arts masters in the third realm of Qi refining to see if he could use the stones from other mountains to attack jade and successfully break through the realm. But even without the many magic weapons obtained from Zhenwu Mountain rewards, rewards, and gambling wins, Ma Kuxuan traveled alone through the mountains and rivers and lakes of five or six small countries, but he was surprised to find no real master. Most of them were martial artists in the four realms and five realms. I couldn't stand a few punches from him.

Ma Kuxuan ate the handful of salted soybeans and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, it looks like you are determined to follow the path of a pure martial artist? In fact, it doesn't matter. If you are lucky, Six realm warriors will be able to attract our attention to Da Li. When the time comes, we will find a battlefield general with some real power. YouChen Ping'an can also be regarded as a glorious ancestor. ”

Chen Ping’an asked directly: “You come to see me?” Or passing by? "

Ma Kuxuan seemed to have heard a big joke. He laughed from ear to ear. After finally stopping his laughter, he threw the remaining soybeans into his mouth and said with a smile: "Passing by. That's it, you, Chen Ping'an, take yourself too seriously. As for me, it’s because I heard before that there is an unparalleled sword god in Caiyi Kingdom, who has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for thirty years. Everyone said that his swordsmanship is so powerful that he is even more powerful than the gods on the mountain. Who doesn’t have a sword in his hand but has a sword in his heart? He was so flattered that I spent a lot of effort to find him, but he refused to take action and said that he had withdrawn from the world. This made me angry to death. I searched for him for more than half a month, but he didn't say a word to send me away. However, no matter how I tried, he just retreated and ran away. Even if I chased him and punched him to death, I had lost my original intention of finding someone to compare with, so I thought of a way to find him in the Jianghu. His descendants went to find the sword god with two heads, and were finally willing to fight with me. How can a five-level sword-wielding martial artist be worthy of the title of 'Sword God'? Don't you think so, Chen Ping'an? ”

Ma Kuxuan was actually taciturn on Zhenwu Mountain. He was by no means such a eloquent person. Except for the occasional enlightenment or breakthrough, he would go out to find people to capture and fight with each other. He spent the rest of his time They are all practicing hard in seclusion. Apart from the nominal master, there are two ancestors on Zhenwu Mountain who only feed him fists and teach him the true meaning of military skills. One is arranged by the sect of Zhenwu Mountain, and the other is an opponent. Ma Kuxuan, with his green eyes, took the initiative to show up, considering Ma Kuxuan as the heir to his family's mantle.

Ma Kuxuan himself didn't know why he acted like this in front of his peers in Mu Ping Lane. I really want to talk. Of course, after I say what I want to say, there are more important things to do.

For example, fight again!

Since climbing the mountain, Ma Kuxuan has been like Make an oath to fight in the same realm, whether you are with a Qi practitioner or a pure martial artist, you must win completely. This is undoubtedly the case in the lower five realms, and it should be the same in the upcoming middle five realms, and it will be even more so in the upper five realms in the future. !

So Chen Pingan, a boy from his hometown, has a small knot in his heart. He is a military practitioner. This knot is far from nothing, but it is disgusting. Of course, Ma Kuxuan is not happy. The immortals on Zhenwu Mountain can kill everyone, but they lost to a little clay-legged guy who knows some martial arts skills?

Chen Pingan asked: "We met, do you want to fight? shelf?

Ma Kuxuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay. Even if I'm pitting three realms against three realms, I won't bully you Chen Ping'an. But for the sake of my fellow countrymen, I still will." I will try my best to hold back my hand and try not to accidentally beat you to death. Even if you are injured and disabled tonight, in the years to come, when I reach the top of the upper five realms step by step, the battle in the Immortal Tomb will be enough to make you proud. However, I would like to advise you here first. Just feel complacent in your heart. If it leaks out and I hear a little gossip, I won't be polite to you. ”

Ma Kuxuan looked down atThe calm-looking peer below was slightly dissatisfied in his heart. Hehe, he had also learned to pretend to be calm. It seemed that he had some experience in traveling all the way to Caiyi Country this time. Ma Kuxuan's face Still smiling, he told himself that he would knock him down with a few punches later, and this kid would know that the sky was high.

As soon as Ma Kuxuan was about to stand up and jump off the wall, Chen Pingan had already said: "Go and fight outside."

Ma Kuxuan, who was squatting on the wall, leaned back and just disappeared* *The shadow seems to have fallen on the street outside the wall.

Chen Pingan looked around, then tiptoed up the wall, saw Ma Kuxuan walking slowly on the deserted street, and raised his finger at him.

When Chen Pingan stepped on the street, Ma Kuxuan held his back with one hand and scratched his head with the other. He glanced at the sword box behind Chen Pingan and said with a smile: "You can use weapons as you like, I don't count you." Take advantage."

Chen Ping'an moved forward "slowly" with the six-step stance of Shaking Mountain Fist without saying a word.

Deep water must be silent.

The same is true for the warrior's fist intention. The spirit is restrained, returning to nature, and the principles of boxing are principles.

Although Ma Kuxuan seemed to be frivolous in his words and always regarded Chen Ping'an as a frog in the well, when he really got down and formally faced the enemy, the young man in black's demeanor changed completely and he clenched his fist with one hand. On the abdomen, spread out the palm of one hand behind your back, make a fist, and gently poke the palm with your fingertips as a habit.

The two sides are separated by more than ten steps.

"Fighting alone is not enough, you are too slow!"

Ma Kuxuan suddenly took a step forward, and the soles of his shoes vibrated slightly on the street, and the strength went out. The penetration was very deep, but there was no sign of spreading to the surrounding area. The young man in black came to Chen Pingan in an instant and punched the head with his right hand.

Chen Pingan handed out both hands at the same time, tilted his head, slapped Ma Kuxuan's right fist away with his left hand, and grasped the opponent's tricky diagonal uppercut with one hand. At the same time, he leaned forward and bumped into Ma Kuxuan with his left elbow. Ma Kuxuan's face.

Unexpectedly, Ma Kuxuan raised his knee and suddenly kicked out his leg, blocking Chen Ping's forward momentum. He leaned back, widened the distance between the two sides, and avoided the elbow attack, but just before Ma Ku The moment when Xuan was about to explode with strength, this kick gave him a solid kick. I am afraid that his heart was broken. During this period of walking in the world, challenging the four masters, even the fifth realm martial artist, once the body is tempered Ma Kuxuan, a military monk who was even better than a pure martial artist, almost vomited out several taels of blood whether he was punched or kicked.

But Ma Kuxuan failed to succeed. He found that Chen Pingan grabbed his leg with his right hand first and threw him out.

Ma Kuxuan quickly changed his posture in the air, and finally stepped on the wall with his feet, even with his body level with the street, maintaining a strange posture, walking forward as if walking on flat ground.

Chen Ping'an "walked side by side" with him, without pursuing him, and hit Ma Kuxuan's head with his fists.

Not to mention the few boxing techniques taught by the old man named Cui in Zhulou.

In the first trial, neither side knew the real details, so the first shot was more about accumulating strength and weighing the opponent's strength, rather than using all his strength to fight with all his strength. Chen It’s not surprising that Ping An is so cautious, but Ma Kuxuan has seen the scenery of the mountain in Zhenwu Mountain, and has also experienced the strength of martial arts masters in the world. It is interesting that he is still so conservative. It is obvious that Ma Kuxuan treats the only winner. Chen Ping'an, who lives his own life, has unspeakable fears deep in his heart.

Here it comes!

Ma Kuxuan stepped on the wall and made two potholes.

The young man in black came like a sharp arrow. Chen Pingan sank into the alchemy room with a breath of true energy, made an arc with one foot, slid back lightly, and then suddenly exerted force with a bang. , the street beside your feet was filled with dust, and the bricks and stones were broken deep into the ground where the straw sandals touched.

Ma Kuxuan's punches were like a rainstorm, while Chen Ping'an fought and retreated, head-to-head, punch to punch. Ma Kuxuan's punches were powerful and heavy, and continuous. His breaths were connected, and it seemed to stretch all the way to no end. , even though his body was hanging in the air and his feet had no foothold, Ma Kuxuan still showed an extremely vigorous and vigorous manner.

There was a loud bang in the air between the two.

It was like someone was beating a drum crazily between the two of them.

Chen Pingan was beaten back more than ten steps by the young man in black, until Chen Pingan was almost leaning against the wall over there.

However, Chen Ping'an, who had the advantage of the ground, was able to continuously borrow and unload force from the ground. Bit by bit, he accumulated subtle advantages. In the second round, Chen Ping'an, who still had some energy left to prepare for any unexpected events, stomped his foot on the ground. As that was not enough, he planted his foot firmly on the ground again. After blocking Ma Kuxuan's punch, he retaliated with a powerful punch. Zhongma Kuxuan's cheek was hit, and the boy in black flew away.

But just when Chen Pingan was about to get a breath of fresh air, Ma Kuxuan, who flew out, swept over with his legs, retaliating with retaliation, and whipped Chen Pingan hard on the neck.

One was hit by Chen Pingan and flew away. His body reversed direction and his feet touched the ground, but his body still slid backwards.

One person was kicked by Ma Kuxuan and his whole body spun around in a circle. He squatted slightly on his knees. After standing firm, he immediately stepped back, as if he needed to adjust his breathing.

Ma Kuxuan grinned, his teeth were white, and he roughly knew the weight of Chen Pingan's boxing techniques, the speed of his punches, and the distance of his true energy. line character.

Chen Ping'an was forced to put up a seemingly defensive boxing stance. Ma Kuxuan's pupils shrank slightly. Just when the two sides were about to collide, Ma Kuxuan's body turned around and his steps were quick and close. Click and step out, spinning around Chen Pingan like a top, always leaning back, trying to fall but not falling, keeping an arm and a half distance from Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan did not hand out the punch easily.

After making a circle, Ma Kuxuan stood up straight and walked around Chen Pingan again, curiously asking: "This punch,It's very dangerous. Is there a name for it? "

Chen Ping'an naturally did not speak, but moved his steps slightly, always face to face with Ma Kuxuan, his fists still in place, his fist intention flowing throughout his body, and a stream of true energy in his body like a fire dragon swimming around.

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Ma Kuxuan did not wait for the answer. He kept walking and wandered around Chen Ping'an casually. He suddenly laughed to himself, "I am stupid. I don't blame you. It's funny to say that this time I Traveling around the world, I saw many so-called heroic masters. During the battle, they fought back and forth, and countless fools clapped and cheered beside them. They beat each other like chickens pecking each other. Before taking action, they always like to yell to eat me. This move is either a stupid way to reveal the name of the move, hoping that the opponent will not know the root and essence of that sword or that punch. ”

Ma Kuxuan smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes and smiled lazily.

But the young man in black who had agreed to only decide who would win or lose, now had no more murderous intentions. Lost in the battle of Immortal Tomb.

Ma Kuxuan stood still and asked: "It's not a big deal that we always stand at odds like this. My three realms are actually tied with yours, Chen Ping'an. , do you want to play more interestingly? "

Chen Pingan twitched his lips and said, "If you just use the five realms, you won't be taking advantage. ”

Ma Kuxuan said similar things before, but now Chen Ping’s boring gourd is thrown directly back to the proud and arrogant Ma Kuxuan. It is simply more hateful than hitting Ma Kuxuan in the head with a punch. .

Ma Kuxuan chuckled.

The young man in black smiled brightly, and his heart was filled with anger. He kept clenching and unclenching his fists, and there were streaks of snow-white lightning between his fingers. There is a lingering connection and a squeaking sound.

It turns out that in the previous battle of the Three Realms, Ma Kuxuan gave up his identity as a military practitioner, so he fought very ungratefully.

Chen Ping'an didn't have the slightest hint of timidity, but his fisting power quickly increased, like a rising tide.

It's just that this time he replaced the god's ancient drum-beating frame. He made a sharp cavalry formation.

Finally, Chen Ping'an said something that made Ma Kuxuan determined to beat him to death.

"Ma Kuxuan, count on me." Please, if you fight, just fight, don't keep nagging. ”

Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath, no longer showing any laziness, his eyes were quiet, neither arrogant nor happy or angry.

Ma Kuxuan’s face was calm and he stretched out his hand. He pointed out, "Do you dare to decide the winner in the second lap I just walked out of? The first person to exit the circle loses. "

Chen Pingan nodded.

Ma Kuxuan stepped forward without hesitation and walked into the circle.

Chen Pingan in Mud Ping Lane , Xinghua Lane Ma Kuxuan

In fact, the two of them knew that Ma Kuxuan not only wanted to decide the outcome, but also life and death.

Chen Pingan was unwilling to escape. , or in other words, once you have the intention to quit, you will die. Moreover, Chen Ping'an will not regret it if he kills a bastard like Ma Kuxuan who has a higher level and kills more people.

Meeting him in another country tonight is not a bad idea., is accidental.

The invisible battle between the two has been inevitable since their hometown.

What's more, there is a grudge between the parents that Ma Kuxuan knows about but Chen Ping'an doesn't know yet.

On this quiet street in Rouge County, Caiyi Country, Aquarius Continent.

Chen Pingan faced the enemy in an iron cavalry formation and took the lead in taking action. The square-inch talisman in his sleeve was already ready, ready for the real killing move, the god-man beating drum style, to provide help in the snow.

Ma Kuxuan, a military monk in the fifth realm, has the "Thunder" of Zhenwu Mountain, which has a great origin, between the palms of his hands.

There is only so much space within a short distance.

Both are the two young men’s abundant punching power and amazing thunder and lightning.

This is a close fight.

In terms of realm, a pure martial artist at the peak of the third realm and a Qi practitioner at the peak of the fifth realm, in Ma Kuxuan's words, can actually be regarded as chickens pecking each other.

But if you look at the martial arts spirit of one side and the military spirit that the other side has nurtured early, let alone the rivers and lakes at the bottom of the mountain, even the immortal family on the mountain, they are all appalling.

Ma Kuxuan first broke up Chen Pingan's cavalry formation before he could gather his true intention of punching.

But Ma Kuxuan soon had enough of the fifteen punches of the God's Drum Beating Style, which made the young man in black's face turn pale gold, and he had to use the secret skills of the Zhenwu Mountain strategist to force him Cutting off the flow of the weird punch, Ma Kuxuan then hit Chen Pingan until blood oozed from his temple. His face was hit twice by the lightning ball. The feeling was like spring thunder ringing through his ears. Like a sledgehammer hitting the face. It's just that Chen Ping'an suffered a lot in the Luoluo Mangosteen House, and he is most familiar with this!

Ma Kuxuan became braver and braver as he fought, like a madman.

Two fellow villagers of the same age often exchange punches and legs, going straight back and forth, just asking for a quick word and the two hundred "surplus" of "killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred" "With the extremely tenacious and ruthless nature of the two young men, they would not let go of a profit of not only two hundred, but even twenty.

So much so that even though I can block the opponent’s punch with one punch, I still insist on choosing to hit you first before you punch me!

Chen Ping'an's internal organs were in shock and his orifices were bleeding.

Ma Kuxuan's energy was also in chaos, and he was in pain as if his heart was twisted. There was not much Zhenwu Mountain Thunder left in his hand.

But both sides became more and more calm.

Each is a millstone, forging the road.

The last time the two of them exchanged injuries was when Chen Ping'an had a tacit understanding and used the staked sword furnace to nourish the soul, and temporarily turned it into an offensive. His hands were separated, but they were connected with each other and stabbed with two fingers of one hand. In the center of Ma Kuxuan's eyebrows, he bent his fingers with one hand and tapped on Ma Kuxuan's heart.

Chen Pingan himself was hit in the heart by Ma Kuxuan's fists one after another.

The two of them staggered back at the same time. When Ma Kuxuan stepped outside the circle, he swallowed a mouthful of blood and said with a ferocious smile: "Chen Pingan, you lose this time, we win one and lose one." !"

Chen Pingan remained silent, twisted his toes, stared at Ma Kuxuan, raised the back of his hand to slowly wipe the blood on his face, not daring to cover his sight at all.

Ma Kuxuan sighed, turned around and left. He turned his head and stretched out his hand to nod Chen Pingan, "Next time, the winner will be decided together. ”

Turn around, the young man in black walked forward slowly, with a look of pain on his face, gritting his teeth and never letting himself make a sound.

Chen Pingan stood where he was. He looked up at the familiar figure.

The military monk from Zhenwu Mountain, the man who left the Immortal Tomb with Ma Kuxuan.

The fifteenth punch of Shenren Drum Style. After being forcibly interrupted, Chen Pingan was actually aware of the person's existence, or that person deliberately let him know.

So Chen Pingan did not use the two natal flying swords.

The man who went to Lizhu Cave on behalf of Zhenwu Mountain took a step forward and walked side by side with Ma Kuxuan, whose face was filled with tears. The man turned to Chen Pingan and said: "To express my apology and gratitude, I have helped you get rid of an assassin hiding in the dark. Otherwise, if your heartstrings are loosened, it will be difficult to tighten them again in a short period of time, and you will easily be killed by the assassin." Exploited a loophole. ”

Chen Pingan nodded.

The so-called gratitude.

It was because that person saw Chen Pingan stepping out of the circle. In fact, It didn't really touch the ground, but hovered in the air, but Ma Kuxuan was too weak to see the truth at the time.

As for why he was so cautious,

Because Chen Pingan couldn't believe it at all. There is only one Mr. Qi, and there is only one A Liang.