Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Therefore, in Jia Zhengyu's view, after offending the Haoqi League, he might be able to find a way to make up for it through his younger brother's way, but if he offended the Wang family, he might lose his great position in the Tianxiahui.

So he took the lead, raising his hand with a swipe of rushing palms, striking Zhang Chulan's... hair ends menacingly.

Such a perfunctory offensive was naturally not taken seriously by Zhang Chulan.

Seeing a flash of lightning around him, he opened a long distance away from Jia Zhengyu, and then raised his hand to stop his teammates from copying guys and preparing to fight: "Everyone, wait a while! Friends of the Tianxiahui are just being raped by the traitor. Blind, I'll just play with them."

The young Bilian looked relaxed, and took a pen from the desk next to him, and after a little thought, there were a series of magnificent and strange complicated patterns all over the body of the pen: "It just so happened that the master taught me a new kung fu this morning. , let's stop."

With a light flick of the pen in his hand, the tip of the pen shone with a three-foot-long forest sword light, and cut off a piece of titanium alloy table corner silently.

Zhang Chulan nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Chen Jinkui confidently with a smile: "Senior Chen, the grandparents of the Wang family have provoked the relationship between the Haoqi League and the Tianxiahui with the intention of causing civil strife, and I may be suspected of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country!"

"If there are any changes in them in a while, please lead the Haoqi League to kill them as much as possible! Everyone, remember that our Haoqi League never compromises with those who betray the country and seek glory! Once we find such people, we will not even fight for our reputation. , we have to wipe out his family and ransack his home, so that we can protect my great China!"

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ps: first update

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Chapter 425 "Furniture City Happiness Skills"

Wang Ai and Wang Bing: ∑(′△｀)? ? ?

'We just want to break this kid's legs to get revenge, and to provoke the relationship between you and the Tianxiahui by the way, why did you become a traitor in a blink of an eye? '

The grandparents of the Wang family were a little confused, vaguely aware that the situation was developing towards an ending they had never imagined.

After thinking about it, Wang Ai thought it would be better to explain: "Well, actually we..."

However, before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a heroic voice laughing loudly: "Master Wang doesn't need to explain, our Haoqi League will definitely come to thank you for what happened today!"

"you!"

Looking at the expression on Chen Jinkui's face [Old thing, wash your neck and wait to die! ], Wang Ai swallowed hard, feeling a little guilty for some reason, turned around and glared at Wang Bing angrily.

This grandson of himself is really a grandson. If he hadn't heard someone report that Zhang Chulan had come to the Tianxiahui and Feng Zhenghao happened to have something to do, so he had a crooked idea to persuade himself to come and find trouble with his enemies, how could he have troubled the Wang family? Come so much trouble?

Here, the grandparents of the Wang family are busy depressed, but most of the attention of other people in the field is on the discussion in the corridor——

"My friends from the Tianxiahui, please don't hold back your hands. It doesn't matter whether you are fighting with the wheel or swarming. Don't worry, we are just discussing casually, and there will be no grievances afterwards." Zhang Chulan smiled and raised the pen in his hand, posing Wan Ren Chuanyun's opening hand sword style.

More than a dozen masters from Tianxiahui looked at each other, all eager to try.

You must know that although Zhang Chulan's current reputation in the world of planting flowers and aliens cannot be called thunderous, it can definitely be classified as well-known. It can be confirmed with him...or with the Meng family martial arts he has mastered. It is the dream of many strangers.

Jia Zhengyu was the first to go out ahead of the crowd: "Okay! Then let someone Jia come and experience the extraordinary skills passed down by Leader Meng first! The others will wait and see. If they see that I am no match, they will add more people one by one!"

This is a very big number. He knew that the reason why Zhang Chulan gave them this opportunity to compete was mainly to consolidate the newly learned kung fu, so he proposed this way of gradually increasing the pressure. , in order to better feed the opponent.

Zhang Chulan nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Jia, please!"

"Please!"

Clasping each other's fists and saluting, Zhang Chulan's figure disappeared instantly.

Accompanied by a short "Zi La" sound reaching everyone's ears, Zhang Chulan's figure instantly appeared behind Jia Zhengyu, pointing the pen in his hand at the opponent's shoulder.

"Ding!"

The pen just hit the middle of the two intersecting black long cones, and was stopped after a crisp sound of gold and iron.

"Sure enough, it's Jia Zhengliang's elder brother. This skill of controlling objects is really exquisite."

"Brother Zhang is scary, isn't he? To be able to use an ordinary pen to touch the Dragon Pecking Cone that I have raised for many years until it whimpers, this kind of skill is unheard of by Mr. Jia!"

While the two were exchanging greetings, the movements of their hands did not stop at all. Jia Zhengyu controlled the three dragon pecking cones to fly up and down to attack continuously, while Zhang Chulan calmly waved the pen in his hand to resist, and occasionally used the golden light spell to block the opponent's attack. Running palm.

After a stalemate between you and me for a while, Zhang Chulan already had a certain understanding of the strength of the pen in her hand, so she gently waved it away, and then stretched out her hand to grab a dragon pecking cone in the sky...

Jia Zhengyu kindly reminded: "Brother Zhang, even if my dragon pecking cone falls into the opponent's hands, I can continue to control it. It's useless if you catch it!"

"Oh? That's right." A mysterious smile hung on the corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth, and the moment her fingers caught the dragon pecking cone, a string of bloody runes quickly flowed to cover it.

"How...how is it possible! What kind of kung fu are you doing?!"

Jia Zhengyu's face was full of disbelief. The moment Zhang Chulan grasped the dragon pecking cone, he felt that the long black stick that was usually connected by blood had lost touch with him.

For an imperial object master, this is simply subverting his cognition - if he can even abandon himself at any time with the utensils he raised with his qi from Xiaowen, then what is the value of this imperial object art?

Zhang Chulan waved the dragon pecking awl excitedly, feeling that it was much better than a pen: "This is the unique skill of my master, so it's hard to tell the name."

This so-called "Kung Fu" was of course the treasure "Knights never die with bare hands" that Meng Lang empowered him with the method of "Turning Three Corpses in One Qi".

And Meng, who has always been good at naming names, changed it to a famous name when he empowered the treasure-"Happy Art of Furniture City", and told Bilian that he wanted to practice this skill well. For kung fu, we must learn from the old Jackie Chan, and go to the furniture city to find happiness.

Of course, Zhang Chulan has long been used to her master's ability to name names, such as "Socialist Thunder", "Happy Skills in the Furniture City", and "Girls Love My Finger" that empowered the second junior brother and empowered the third junior sister "Flying on the Vegetables", one of them is considered a name ghost.

In contrast, "Mengjia Xinfa" may already be the most serious exercise named in his school.

But having said that, although I do mind why the master didn't pass the "Girl Loves My Finger" Kungfu, which sounds so desirable, to myself, an honest gentleman, but "Furniture City Happy Kung Fu" seems to be really strong!

'As expected of the kung fu taught by the master!It's outrageous to be able to temporarily refine ordinary items into magic weapons, but it's unreasonable to snatch other people's magic weapons for my use! '

"Not only that, but what's even more outrageous is that when I hold this weapon, the most suitable moves and usages appear in my mind. The brushwork just now is the same, and the current cone technique is also the same..."

At this time, Zhang Chulan only felt that the dragon pecking awl seemed to be an extension of her own hands and feet, and she swung it like an arm with her fingers. She could do tricks such as pointing, pecking, swipe, and drilling at her fingertips, as if she had been a master of this skill for many years.

Poor Jia Zhengyu looked at his opponent with a distressed face and kept whipping his other dragon pecking cones with his own dragon pecking cone. He couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hands to call other friends to help him punch.

So four more bodyguards went off to join the battle.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan smiled slightly, with no fear on her face, and casually put the dragon pecking cone aside, picked up two chairs from her side, and "Furniture City Happy Skills" started happily!

A string of bloody runes flowed by, and the two wooden chairs instantly became indestructible weapons. The Bilian youth flipped his hands up and down and used a set of peerless chair techniques, which beat all the bodyguards on their backs...

"Boom—" Jia Zhengliang fell to the ground with blank eyes after being swept across the cheek by a chair leg.

After a long while, he got up, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and called out to the other bodyguards angrily: "Why are you standing there? Copy the guy!"

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ps: second update

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