Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Bian Jiangling was thrown out by Meng Shanchuan like trash.

Even though he was tied into a caterpillar after receiving acupuncture points, his balance and reaction were still there, and he tried his best to adjust his posture when he fell to the ground, so that he didn't hurt his bones.

He couldn't help, he could only do his best not to cause trouble.

Xia Man was still in a coma, Bian Jiangling was worried, endured the pain and tried to move to her side, ready to cover her if something happened.

On this side, Jiang Ling couldn't help himself but was forced to watch. On the other side, Wang Ding and Su Yuqing faced a formidable enemy and fought with all their strength. The cave was instantly in chaos.

Meng Shanchuan's martial arts are strong, but he is a little unconscious now, and his reaction is a little slow.Su Yuqing's martial arts are not inferior to him, so when fighting against him, not to mention losing the wind, there is a faint tendency to suppress him.

Wang Ding was not so relaxed. Although he has made great progress in martial arts recently, all his moves were taught by the lunatic Liu. The apprentice used what the master taught him to beat the master, and the result can be imagined.

——Not to mention that Crazy Liu's Shadowless Palm has been practiced to the highest level, and he is almost the best in the world.

Wang Ding knew that the lunatic Liu had only used [-]% of his strength, walking him was like a cat walking a mouse, he was not in a hurry to kill him, he would play and humiliate him first.But even so, he was already tired of coping, and barely avoided it several times, and was almost about to be hit to the point.

"It's better than I imagined." Crazy Liu Jiejie smiled strangely, seemingly satisfied with Wang Ding's embarrassment, "The skill has actually reached the third level, not bad. It seems that I'm going to play with you seriously, my dear apprentice."

Wang Ding scolded: "Shameless!"

Even if he died, he would die in a dignified manner. Thinking of this, he concentrated his energy and took the initiative to attack the lunatic Liu Yizhang.

In another battle situation, Su Yuqing's Frost Snow Sword swept out streaks of white sword light, and Meng Shanchuan's black viper sword set off a sword aura in the hall that destroyed the white marble floor and walls to pieces, but that one Yazi acted as if he hadn't seen it, and was still lying lazily in front of You Longjian, with indifference and arrogance in his eyes, as if these mortals were not worthy of its attention at all, and it just needed to stand on the sidelines.

Meng Shanchuan was unable to continue, but Su Yuqing became more and more courageous. At the time of one hundred moves, Su Yuqing pretended to attack his lower body, but Meng Shanchuan was eager to defend but showed a gap. Su Yuqing seized the opportunity and kicked him far away. His Frost Snow sword was pointed at his throat.

Mon Shanchuan lost.

"One or two are useless things!"

The man in black found that Meng Shanchuan was no match for Su Yuqing after taking his medicine. He couldn't help being furious. He flicked his sleeves, and a black mist flew out from his sleeves. The mist condensed into the shape of a knife in the air. , immediately cut Meng Shanchuan's throat, and blood gushed out like a waterfall, spreading all over the ground.

——This action was so fast that Wang Ding and Su Yuqing didn't even have time to react, and it was so fast that Meng Shanchuan died without even screaming.

"Are you perverted!" Wang Ding exclaimed, "He helped you so much and you killed him?!"

Su Yuqing thought that it was right that Meng Yanzhi didn't come, at least he didn't have to see his father's tragic death.

"Useless people don't deserve to live in this world." The man in black's voice became cold, "The time for playing is over, and it's your turn next."

Wang Ding: "Sinister villain, please let the horse come over."

Su Yuqing first untied Bian Jiangling and untied his acupoints, "You take care of Miss Xia."

Bian Jiangling was injured and knew he couldn't help, so he told him, "Old Wang, President Su, be careful."

Wang Ding turned around and smiled, "Understood."

Su Yuqing quickly walked over and stood beside Wang Ding, "Let's go together."

He already knows how powerful Crazy Liu's martial arts are, and he is determined to live and die with his beloved.

Wang Ding nodded: "There is no need to talk about one-on-one morals when dealing with perverted villains."

Crazy Liu sneered, "You're still stubborn when you're about to die. Since you two have such a good relationship, let's go to the underworld to report as a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."

"Wrong, Yuanyuan sent you to the west." Wang Ding is now fearless, even if he is playing lip service to take advantage of it, he is happy.

"Looking for death!" Crazy Liu yelled, flapping his sleeves, and two thick black mist flew out. This mist looked more ruthless than the mist that killed Meng Shanchuan just now, full of murderous aura.

The previous fight between Madman Liu and Wang Ding was just to tease him. This kind of sharp blade condensed with mist is his real killer.

Now he is serious.

Su Yuqing and Wang Ding's reaction was already very fast. When the two mist blades rushed towards them, Su Yuqing blocked the knife with the Frost Snow Sword. The mist collided with the Frost Snow Sword, and there was a loud noise. The powerful force forced Su Yuqing to take a few steps back, and finally stopped when the fog dissipated.

He saw a big gap in the blade.

The Frost Snow Sword is already regarded as a magical weapon in today's martial arts world. Facing the situation where the fog blade is even a lose-lose situation, it is hard to believe how far Madman Liu's martial arts has reached.

Wang Ding had no weapons to defend against, and the fog blade went straight towards his heart, so he had to roll on the ground. Although he managed to avoid the vital point, his right shoulder was scratched by the sharp blade, and the wound hurt, and the blood immediately turned red clothes.

The fog blade finally hit the wall, and with a bang, a large piece of white marble was blown to pieces.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Wang Ding was injured, Su Yuqing stepped forward to support him without caring about other things.

"It's okay." Wang Ding shook his head, no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it.

Crazy Liu stood in front of his back with his hands behind his back: "Are you two catties like this? You can't help but hit."

He laughed, and liked to see the two people in front of him struggling to survive.

He found it interesting, and then shot two more fog blades, and he wanted to kill them slowly.

Su Yuqing protected Wang Ding and forcibly blocked the two attacks with the Frost Snow Sword, but after a burst of sparks, the Frost Snow Sword broke into several pieces and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of scrap iron.

He and Wang Ding also suffered internal injuries. They flew out, but were blocked by an invisible wall in the air and fell to the ground.

It was the enchantment of Youlongjian, and they hit the enchantment.

Ya Zi let out a growl like a warning, and then lay there again without moving.

His heart was already damaged, but he was frightened by Yazi, Wang Ding supported his body and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Su Yuqing was not much better either, his heart was already numb with pain from the shock of the fog blade, and he only managed to hold back the blood from his throat.The Frost Snow Sword currently used for defense has been scrapped, and there is almost no possibility for them to turn around.

"If I can't get the Dragon Sword, I won't get rid of my hatred if I don't kill you." Crazy Liu gritted his teeth, and raised his hand to release the fog knife while speaking.

The mist condensed on the fourth layer of the Shadowless Palm is condensed by the spirit of internal energy, and there is still a hint of magic energy. If they lose the defensive tools and only rely on hand-to-hand combat, ordinary people like them will not be able to resist this blow at all.

Seeing that pervert was about to kill his friend, Bian Jiangling couldn't sit still any longer, he yelled and hit Crazy Liu.

"Trash go away!"

Before Bian Jiangling touched the corner of Madman Liu's clothes, he slapped his backhand as if he had eyes behind him.

This palm didn't hit Bian Jiangling, but he was still blown away by the palm energy and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Wang Ding's anger was instantly full, if he dared to touch his brother, he would kill this pervert!