Martial arts video: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten martial arts

Leaves!

Weeds!

It suddenly changed into a sword shape.

All of a sudden, Yan Shisan's body seemed to be filled with a world of swords.

"Since Xie Xiaofeng is dead, my next target is Sword Saint Gai Nie.

"Fight Gai Nie first, then Dugu Jian."

"Finally defeated without a name!"

"I want to prove to the world that I, Yan Shisan, am the number one swordsman in the world."

Sword God Xie Xiaofeng!

Sword Saint Genie!

Juggernaut Dugu!

Heavenly Sword Nameless!

This is the world's kendo four (anti-harmony) monumental figures, and they are all listed as targets by Yan Shisan.

Prison I

So did Yan Shisan.

It's just that Yan Shisan's reputation is not as famous as these people.

"I really want to experience the power of this Wanjian Guizong!

"Unfortunately, I have no sword to fight again!"

Xie Xiaofeng, who lived in seclusion, had sworn never to use a sword again.

However, the appearance of Wan Jian Guizong made his silent sword heart show its sharpness again, and his fighting spirit was high.

As a peerless swordsman, who wouldn't want to witness the power of Wan Jian Guizong.

This kind of swordsmanship, even if it is defeated, is worth it.

"With one thought, Wan Jian surrenders!"

"As expected of my sword sect's unique skill, it's too strong."

Zhonghua Pavilion, Wuming was fascinated by it.

Wan Jian Guizong's various abilities made him want to move.

"But I really don't know how to return to the sect of all swords. What does it mean that I got me up in this inventory?

Nameless felt a little bit pained.

Next, I am afraid that there will be many waves in the depths.

Before the original, many people wanted to challenge themselves.

Now that Wan Jian Guizong comes out again, I am afraid that there will be more people looking for him.

"Master, I want to cultivate immortality!"

"I also want to learn Wanjian Guizong!"

Jian Chen knelt and kowtowed in front of Wuming on the spot.

The full special effects of Wan Jian Gui Zong make a young man like him dazzled and blood rushing

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It's too fucking cool, too cool.

"stand up!"

Nameless's face is black!

Even his own disciples think that they will return to the sect with ten thousand swords.

But people outside think the same way.

Especially Po Jun, I am afraid that at this time, he is already thinking about how to fight himself desperately.

"As a teacher, you will never return to the sect with ten thousand swords!"

Although Jian Chen stood up according to Wu Ming's words, he was still a little unwilling.

"Master, you lied to me!"

"If you don't know how to return to the sect with ten thousand swords, who is that person in the sky that day?" He pointed to the sky, acting like a master, I am no longer a child.It's not that easy to lie to me.

"How the hell do I know!"

Nameless swears directly, causing some confusion in the wind.

"Besides, even if the master knows how to return the sword to the sect, he will not pass it on to you."

"This is the supreme skill of Jianzong, and only the most outstanding heirs of Jianzong are qualified to comprehend it.

Jian Chen was speechless for a moment.

Compared with Master, I am indeed not the most outstanding successor.

"Well, you are nameless, and you have quietly obtained Wanjian Guizong."

Po Jun was furious and murderous.

Wuming is indeed a despicable villain with hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

"No, I have to go to Jue Wushen and ask him to help me regain Wan Jian Gui Zong, I am the successor of Wan Jian Gui Zong.

And the nameless hard steel, Po Jun doesn't have this ability.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hiding in Japan for so many years.

"Master Zu, compared with Wuming, who is stronger or weaker?"

On Wudang Mountain, some disciples looked at Zhang Sanfeng curiously.

two people!

One is the martial arts myth of the previous generation, and the other is the martial arts myth of the new generation.

Which is strong and which is weak has long been the hottest topic in the arena.

However, living in seclusion without a name, Zhang Sanfeng came out of the world indifferently, with a detached state of mind.

The two have never fought against each other, so who is stronger and who is weaker has become the biggest puzzle in the arena.Zhang Sanfeng didn't answer directly, but shook his head and smiled, saying:

"Unnamed master Jianhui, when you see your master ancestor, you must call me senior."

What do you mean?

A group of Wudang disciples were dumbfounded.

Is the ancestor saying that he is better than Wuming, or is he saying that his seniority should not compare with Wuming?

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Chapter 38 Consummation level iron sand palm, meeting at Juxianzhuang

Chapter 38 Consummation level iron sand palm, meeting at Juxianzhuang

Under Li Xuan's gaze, Mu Wanqing finally untied the face scarf.

For a moment, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, not daring to look at Li Xuan.

"Sister Mu, with your appearance, I think it's a pity to wear a face scarf every day."

Although Zhong Ling had seen Mu Wanqing before, she couldn't help being stunned at the moment.She is like this, let alone Li Xuan who is a man.

As if seeing light in the darkness, Li Xuan only felt that his eyes were going blind.In front of Mu Wanqing, any celebrities and Internet celebrities in the previous life are nothing.Regardless of appearance or temperament, they are all peerless in the world.

Li Xuan was stunned!

"How long are you going to watch?"

Mu Wanqing was angry, and the fiery gaze made her unable to bear it.

"Cough cough..."

Li Xuan hurriedly looked away, it was really amazing.

"Sister Mu, brother Li saw you, do you insist that he not marry?"

Zhong Ling remembered Mu Wanqing's oath, and hurriedly asked.

Mu Wanqing wanted to strangle Zhong Ling to death, her cheeks were flushed.

"Zhong Ling, do you want to die? My oath has been broken long ago. This doesn't count."

Mu Wanqing hastily denied it.

The three continued on their way.

It didn't take long for this video reward to arrive.

Similar to the past, Li Xuan chose another perfection-level horizontal training martial art—Iron Sand Palm.This time, Li Xuan finally felt the horror of several consummation-level martial arts in one body.His palms turned into the most terrifying magic weapons.

The stone was as fragile as tofu under his fingers.

With surging pure physical strength, he didn't even know how strong he was.

Is it a super-class master who can kill in seconds, or a peerless master.

He didn't know if he didn't fight.

And he hasn't returned to the innate and cultivated the innate qi.

According to the division of martial arts, he has not yet reached the peerless level.

Of course, he's also working on editing a sixth video.

The Juxianzhuang martial arts conference has ended for a few days.

Duan Yu hurried and finally arrived here, wanting to help his elder brother Qiao Feng.

The result, however, was that Qiao Feng was seriously injured and rescued, and his whereabouts were unknown.

At this moment, Juxian Village,

— bleak,

The air seemed to still be filled with the blood left by Qiao Feng when he went on a killing spree that day.

Here is a high-quality place, the people of Juxian Village are handling funeral affairs for their owner.

After the servant informed Duan Yu, he hurriedly retreated.

"Where can I go?"

Standing at the gate of Juxian Village, he was a little dazed for a moment.

Dali cannot return.

Going back can only bring disaster to Dali.

Even if he has great martial arts in his heart and can use the Six Meridians Excalibur freely, he still can't solve everything.

"Duan Yu, it's you, how dare you run out? Aren't you afraid of death?"

While meditating, Duan Yu didn't notice a group of people walking from a distance.

Hearing a familiar voice, someone recognized Shidori.

He hurriedly looked up and saw that four figures had already approached.

"Miss Wang, are you here too?"

In an instant, Duan Yu's face was full of surprise and joy, the only thing in his eyes was the white dress.

Seeing Wang Yuyan goodbye was the happiest thing in his desperation these days.

As for the turmoil of speaking.