Absolutely Be Called by the Girl System

half an hour.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Or Fulong Sutra?"

Yang Kang was expressionless and spoke first:

The simple and honest young man looked serious. The man in front of him who claimed to be the governor was almost at his same age level. No, maybe he was a powerful enemy that he had never seen before except for the owner of the village, and even a little stronger than him.

He put his hands behind his back and whispered back: "Fulong Sutra!"

"Oh! It turned out to be the unique art created by Hong Qi, the current owner of the Zhengqi Villa, who broke through the test."

Yang Kang chuckled lightly. "I just said that the old-fashioned Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can't achieve such power with your skill. If it's that person, it's almost the same."

He remembered that the Holy Master of Demon Sect had mentioned to him that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a Khitan leader named Xiao Feng in the Beggar Clan, whose strength might not be regarded as a wall, and the exercises he practiced were only second-rate.But any martial art in his hands, even the most common Taizu Changquan has great power, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, he can be called a victor.

And he is wise and brave, courageous, bold and valiant, not angry and arrogant, repaying kindness and revenge, can be called a hero.

"The Fulong Sutra was not created by the master, but was completed and perfected by the master."

Honest young people tell the truth.

"Sanying and Sixiu are all disciples of Hong Qi after he broke through. Anyone can know the Fulongjing, so who are you from the Sanying and Sixiu of Zhengqi Villa? Naturally, Ling Duxu is not the 'Qiying'. After Zhiping changed his name, he betrayed the Quanzhen Sect for the sake of Xiantian Qigong, so naturally he would not stop practicing Xiantian Gong.

'Jianying' Li Mochou is also impossible, I heard that she is a woman, and she is also an extremely beautiful woman.And Sixiu is just a fledgling, and she doesn't have your skill at all, then..."

Yang Kang's eyes were cold, and he said every word. "You are 'Yang Ying' Guo Jing?"

The honest young man's face turned reddish, a little embarrassed. "Yang Ying dare not be 2.4, Guo Jing is indeed my name."

"What do you dare to do? What if you have the ability to continue? Who dares to laugh at you, just beat him to death."

Guo Jing was suddenly furious. "How can you be so murderous, you must have killed a lot of people, you are not a good person."

Yang Kang was also angry, with a hint of hatred that iron can't be made into steel. "Stubborn, I'll teach you the truth of the jungle."

The knife hidden in the sleeve is out of its sheath.

It is by no means as "moderate" as before, or it was a little contemptuous before.

Brilliant black.

But it was a black light, and the dark thick true energy wrapped the blade.

One knife is out.

It was dark.

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Endless darkness, without the slightest emotion, and at the same time, all emotions in Yang Kang's eyes were cut off, ruthless and desireless, he glanced indifferently at Guo Jing, who was enveloped in the golden pan lying true energy, and swung his knife.

Heartless magic knife.

There is no magic at all, it just kills all emotions, just like the way of being too heartless.

Such a weird way.

But it is more demon than demon.

"As expected of Yang Guo's father, he is as talented as Yang Guo. He has already practiced such an extreme skill as the Heartless Demon Saber to the fifth level. Fang La two years ago, oh, Si Hanfei may have to be defeated by him too. It was cut with a knife."

Wang Lie'an sat in front of the window sill, drinking and drinking by himself, feeling very comfortable.

"Guo Jing is also extraordinary, he doesn't look like a person when he met him on the grassland, not only his martial arts but also his heart, it looks like he has seen blood.

Although there is no Ma Yu Qianli Benz Professor Quan Zhendao, but two years in advance when he met Hong Qi who broke through the shackles, he is not weaker than the ending of the original book Shooting the Condor.

Alas, I am indeed a good person. "

Leisurely looking at the crazy wild dog-like plot below, thinking that if there are really traversers here, I am afraid that they will be driven crazy.

what……

Noticing something, Wang Lie shifted his gaze to the low-lying man among the common people. His soul is much stronger than when he entered it just now, and his mind has already enveloped the entire venue.

This person is okay in the front, but he will have a little weak internal strength.

He didn't pay much attention either.

But the mood swings of the latter person were too abnormal, not the same fear as ordinary people, but a kind of shock and surprise when something familiar was overturned.

Ever since the skinny man took the stage, his emotions fluctuated crazily. Now that Yang Kang appeared on the stage, it was an emotion of collapse of the three views. The emotions that were too obvious could be seen clearly in Wang Lie's mind that enveloped the audience.

Not right.

It has been a year since Wu Ming came to the World of Condor Shooting.

After waking up from the shouting in his ear, he knew that he had traveled through, and it was an ancient world, and he was in the current situation.

Penniless and hungry.

But he doesn't care, he is the province's Sanda champion on earth, even if he is robbed, he can still have a good time.

then……

He woke up here from the ditch, it was already afternoon, he was punched in the abdomen by the fat sheep boy in his eyes, and he faintly heard the boy say something. "The lay disciples of the Quanzhen sect dare to make up their minds? They don't have eyes."

And that's where he woke up.