Man Huang Feng Bao

After a big break, Ye Chuan suddenly sat cross-legged and practiced on the spot. Handcuffs and a law, the palm of the hand emerged from the hot flame refining the iron flag. It didn't take long for the mouth to be a piece of the ball. The big flag of this big squad would become smaller and smaller and make a red light into his body.

After the illness was recovered, the body had not completely recovered, and Ye Chuan refining the iron-blood banner. The body did not move, urging a few swallowing symbols to warm up the banner of this refining, and cultivated on the top of the mountain.

Nan Tiandu and the fat man Zhao Dazhi and others, retreat lightly.

Zhu Sijia also left, some reluctantly looked at Ye Chuan, turned and left to work hard to deal with the aftermath. Although the storm has passed, there are still many things to deal with. To repair the damaged array and the ban, it is necessary to re-recruit the disciples to fill the missing places, and to closely explore the movements of all parties.

On the top of the mountain, only Xiaolonger was alone to help Ye Chuan protect the law, sitting cross-legged and looking at Ye Chuan's every move with due diligence.

A glimpse of the pure heaven and earth aura, from the sky and into the Yechuan body, the damaged tendons, flesh and blood slowly improve, and even more tough than before the injury. Body strengthening, sometimes like growing muscles, must be torn and then grow in the next excess recovery.

Ye Chuan took out the piece of Qiongxiang left by the extermination and burned it on the top of the mountain. In Qiongxiangxiang, the spirit is refreshing, the body recovers faster, and the iron-blood flag that warms up in Dantian gradually becomes more dynamic, blending with the formed cyclone at Dantian. I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe a few days, and a new swallowing symbol gradually formed.

Jagged big flag!

After the refining of the national teacher Jiang Tunsheng left behind the big killer iron and blood flag, Ye Chuan thickened his hair, condensed a new swallowing symbol to break through the bottleneck, the bottleneck of the real person, and then broke through to the real triple.

Xiaolong, who was sitting cross-legged and protecting the law, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Chuan accidentally.

It is said that it is for the protection of Ye Chuan. As a result, he smells the fragrance of Qiongxiang. Instead, he has fascinated into a mysterious and mysterious realm of cultivation, like being immersed in the unique cultivation world of the Demon Dragon. Fell asleep. It was not until a wave of power fluctuations came from Ye Chuan, and the clothes hunted, which woke up.

Ye Chuan brother, he..., the injury is all right, but also broke through the bottleneck?

Xiaolonger is excited and somewhat unbelievable.

Ye Chuan’s injury is very heavy. The two elders, Nangong, have personally seen it, saying that it is possible to leave harm that cannot be healed. Even if they can’t fight with others in the future, it will make people feel heavy and even dare not to dare to send the goddess to Zixia. The matter told Ye Chuan that Zhu Sijia had been crying behind in the past few days, and Xiaolong’s heart was also sad. Who can think that Ye Chuan’s body recovers so quickly and breaks through the bottleneck. Is Ye Chuan mastering what is against the sky, the body is too strong, and the recovery ability is super strong? In other words, what is the mystery of the iron-blood flag left by the National Teacher Jiang Tunsheng, which has the unimaginable benefits of refining?

Xiaolonger stood up and told Zhu Sijia the good news for the first time. He was about to turn away and suddenly saw a more shocking scene.

I saw that Ye Chuan also stood up and squirted a small banner in his mouth. Then, this flag will rise in the wind, one meter, two meters..., and it will quickly expand to more than ten meters long. The flag is like a high wall. The hunting sounds like the drum sound on the battlefield, and the heart beats can't help. accelerate.

"I am a general, blocking the killing of me, the generals step by step, killing countless enemies!"

Ye Chuan screamed fiercely, violently waving the big flag in his hand and stepping forward. He slammed his waist and swept away. A tens of thousands of pounds of stoning stones were shot, and the top of the mountain flew sand.

"The general is two steps, the devil is crying!"

Ye Chuan turned into a beat, and stepped back one step at a time. There was a deep ditch in front of him, and the iron-blood banner in the hands of the powerful force was unstoppable!

"The generals are three steps, the world's budding!"

"General four steps..."

......

Ye Chuan screamed and sang, and cultivated on the mountain peaks, and displayed a worldly unparalleled masterpiece of the world that had been lost. More than a dozen tens of thousands of pounds of iron and blood, a dozen ordinary disciples can not lift, but in his hands is a weightlifting. When it is heavy, if it is a big mountain, it will be smashed and cracked. When it is light, the clouds will be light and windy. From the front of the little dragon, the three-inch clothes on the body have not moved, such as a breeze.

After seven days of retreat, the body recovered and condensed a new swallowing plaque, Ye Chuan showed the true power of the iron-blooded banner, and it was the one-step tactics that the previous world had mastered.

This martial art is different, just like a big banner as a weapon. It is said that a long time ago, a person called the master of the saints of the generals left behind. Unlike other saints, the saints of the generals used to be a **** in the army. They were promoted to a general by step by step. They gradually improved until one day they broke through to the saints and became the first person to enter the sainthood. Soldier. His practice is called the general step, the big open and the big attack and the fierce attack, known as the fierce and fierce attack, the general saints also repeatedly defeated the master who is stronger than himself, and the whole wild world.

In the previous life, Ye Chuan also missed the general saint. After he rose to control the wild world, the general saint had already disappeared. Some people say that he was killed by several ancient saints. Others said that he took a big banner and tore the void to the extraterrestrial world. This martial art of the generals, or Ye Chuan, was taken from a big devil's head. After the enlightenment, he liked it quite a bit. It is a pity that he has had too many magical powers to master the sacred method, and there was no deep cultivation at that time.

In this world, after re-cultivating from scratch, and inadvertently getting the big killer of the iron-blood banner, Ye Chuan quickly remembered the unique masterpiece of the military step, and cultivated it on the mountain. For a time, the murderous slash and kill, machine sweep, shoot, roll, thorn ..., one stroke and one type are all violent and fierce, holding a banner of more than ten thousand pounds in the cold wind, watching Xiaolong children are full of blood.

"Little Dragon, come, try it is your body of the dragon, or my flag is more fierce!"

Ye Chuan Huoran turned around, and the iron-blooded flag pointed to Xiao Longer who stood by and watched.

"Okay, my brother is careful!"

Xiao Longer screamed and turned into a magic dragon and threw himself at Ye Chuan. Respect is not as good as death, he also wants to see what kind of realm Ye Chuan has cultivated this time! To give it a try, this iron-clad flag left by the national teacher Jiang Tunsheng can play a little power in the hands of Ye Chuan!