Hesitate for a moment. Yang Jian flashed a nai and then a slight chin.
"Great!"
Sun Wuhuan took out a golden hoop from his ear and returned to Qi Mei. He danced long and short, and even a beautiful windmill slammed one end to the ground and then said, "Being original, Sun Wu has seen real people."
"It turned out that the Great Sage of Qi Tian was being original. I’ve heard a lot about you." Zhuang Zhou politely reciprocated.
"It’s not difficult to spare two young players," Sun Wu said in high spirits. "Be real and poor … Well, let me learn a few tricks from my old grandson. If real people can win, spare them."
"It’ s really fun to be good at’ Old Sun’ and see it directly!"
Zhuang Zhou is humorous and open-minded, and Sun Wu reveals the three words "good" and knows that "Lao Sun" is a militant. "According to the Great Sage, Lao Zhuang is gambling with the Great Sage. Can there be a charter?"
Sun Wu scratching his head has a good impression on "Zhuang Zi", and he stretched out two fingers and grinned, "I want you to accompany Lao Zi and Yang Dage in each battle."
Sun Wu, who was kind enough not to eat alone, glanced at him and stood aside. Yang Jian was seeing his smile that passed by.
Chapter two hundred and seventy-six Ten swords about
The stars demon emperor The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and seventy-six Ten swords about
There are dozens of people in Guluzhou Mountain who can hear the birds falling, and they hold their breath and stare at the confrontation between the two people in the field.
Sun Wu stationed the stick in the wind and looked straight ahead. The wide sleeves were fluttering and leisurely. Zhuang Zhou’s eyes met, and the fighting spirit and momentum of the two sides were inseparable.
Watching the fun, Zhang Normal and others are very excited. Everyone secretly praises glad you came for observing the master’s fighting. It is extremely difficult to practice. It is beneficial to the poor. Once, it made a scene in the Heavenly Palace. The Monkey King taught the saints to teach their brothers. Later, there were two brothers of the saints, one of whom was taller and feasted their eyes.
Little tits flapping their wings and flying low to the intersection of the two people near the imposing manner, screaming, pulling high and escaping through this change, the two people’s eyes flashed with divine light.
"Be careful"
Cut off the monkey’s body, but it’s not sexual. Sun Wu’s old habits are hard to change. Drink a stick and swing a golden hoop before crossing.
Zhuang Zhou squinted, slightly raised his head, and his shawl fluttered behind his head. His right hand leaned out of the wide robe sleeve, and his joints were thick, wide and rough. The palm of his hand was twisted and circled in a Tai Chi circle, holding the seal of heaven to the top, and the golden hoop came.
It looks like the palm of Taoist Duobao in the past years, and the two-color cyclone Yang Jian realized that the two mana collided with each other in extreme cold and heat, resulting in a huge burst of energy. There is also such a palm that can withstand the recoil and previously collapse its own sword | Of course.
The palms and sticks hit each other, and the rumbling was visible to the naked eye. The ripples of gas strength spread, and the violent force came in. Sun Wu threw it high and Zhuang Zhou’s feet were not buried, and the three inches were evenly matched.
Watching the crowd, only Yang Jian knows the belly, which has taken advantage of spelling Sun Wu. Zhuang Zhou’s whole-body study has become a fairy realm, and his mana is much higher than Sun Wu’s, who barely shares it with the pressure weapon.
It’s the color of Qi Tian Da Sheng that you rub your body at the tip of your foot and sweep the whole army once again. The face is full of excitement. The stronger you meet, the more frustrated you are.
Sun Wu moves his opponent around with his flexible posture, or points or collapses, or puts on a golden hoop, so as to make the best use of it-from an incredible angle, he hits the trick, vigorously sinks Zhuang Zhou, does not fall into the wind, attacks and defends, and moves with a degree of quietness.
The two men fought a gas explosion, and their ancestors sweated from time to time and wiped their foreheads. He was so poor that he saw two virtual shadows entangled, just as he didn’t see a sneak peek at the distance. The man stood upright and the man was secretly complaining.
How can a strong man be born if he has sinned?
"Today, Zhuang Zhou’s face is still leisurely and unhurried, showing that there is still spare capacity. In contrast, Wu Xian’s younger brother’s offensive is getting more and more fierce, and his means are still invincible. Now the outcome is reversing."
Yang Jian indifferently watched the situation and sighed.
Sure enough, after dozens of rounds, Zhuang Zhou’s look was gone, and his palms were generous and glorious, and his left palm was red and his right palm was blue, and his palms and shadows were alternately photographed.
It’ s endless, and it’ s a slap in the face.
Sun Wu crossed his chest with a stick in both hands and stepped back eleven steps in succession. A touch of soul-stirring deep red passed over his face, that is, he gathered away the extreme cold and heat, and declared that he was injured
For a moment, Sun Wang looked at Zhuang Zhou with a wry smile. "It’s extremely cold and hot. It’s a good way for me to worship the wind."
Zhuang Zhou smiled, "It’s too much for the Great Sage to take advantage of mana."
"Losing is losing." Sun Wu shook his head and turned to Jian.
"A pill of Dan medicine can be recovered in a few days."
Yang Jian looked at Sun Wu at ease and turned slowly | Zhuang’s first three feet in the whole body lightly said, "The real person just fought a battle and spent a lot of time, and we’ll breathe for a while first."
"It must be so," Zhuang Zhou smiled. "Being original and fighting spirit has played a just way to learn from brothers."
One puff of gas is exhausted again.
Yang Jian thought deeply and thoughtfully for a moment, saying, "In this case, if we are limited to ten strokes, if the real person is being original, the real person will win the bet on ten swords." Watching the public outcry, I just saw Zhuang Zhou’s potential and felt that Yang was too big.
"Please do as Brother Dao said."
Zhuang Zhou disagrees that the martial arts practitioner like Yang Jian is not as good as the immortal, and the immortal realm of Yang Jian is more harmonious than him.
"the first sword"
Yang Jian’s lip angle evokes a trace, and his right hand slowly pulls out the sword by pressing the fleeting hilt, and the blade is bright and full of momentum.
"David Tang" is accompanied by a sword, which leaves its sheath in a fleeting time, and the simple and elegant sword body converges brilliantly only because of human blood, leaving a faint blue color … Yang Jian, a game-writing protocol killer sword, climbs its peak and flashes sideways to Zhuang’s whole body | Cutting his neck with a sword posture, blending into the wind, killing with a firm but gentle sword, and slashing his head is Yang Jian’s favorite way of killing people.
Zhuang Zhou saw Yang Jian wielding a sword but didn’t point a warning sign. I wonder if his eyes were wrong or Yuan Shen was wrong.
The mind flows in the moment, and Zhuang Zhou dodges, not only by using the same trick, but also by condensing a red and blue cyclone from the palm of his left hand, wiping his right ear and pressing it to the back of his head.
The cyclone didn’t wait until the tip of the sword burst. The fleeting sword is not a golden cudgel. It is sharper than the sword of the 12 th ancestor wizard who won’t get raw even if he was the king of the flesh in the past. What’s worse is Zhuang Zhou.
Then the explosion made the air flow, and Zhuang Zhou flew away from Yang Jian before he stood still. A little blue color caught your eye and trembled slightly … fleeting sword.