Nangong Jiansong suddenly became sarcastic, "Oh, you are so powerful, you still need to ask me. I am really afraid that you won't look down on me with my three-legged cat skills."

"Where is this? People can be modest, but they cannot be inferior. You belittle yourself so much, others will make jokes." Zhang Qian said, and suddenly attacked Nangong Jiansong.

"Damn!" Nangong Jiansong hurriedly dodged, "What are you doing?"

The two beauties next to them were also startled and stood up together, "What are you doing with tenderness?"

"I'll ask you a question, don't be nervous." Zhang Qian seemed to be alone, just slapped Nangong Jiansong with a palm of the Zhen Gua, and a slightning swathe of lightning wrapped around his palm.

Nangong Jiansong quickly used half of Qingsong's move to resist the power of thunder and lightning. He didn't expect that this guy was good, so he would fight if he said he could.

"Awesome." Zhang Qian changed to Li Gua again, and the heat wave instantly filled the ward, "Try this again."

"You! Get out!" Nangong Jiansong caught him off guard. His move was fast and fierce, with a large attack surface. He was not prepared at all. He hurriedly used Huan Heng Le, and teleported it out with his clone, but he was also burned.

The two beauties were forced to retreat to the corner and said anxiously, "No beating the young one!"

"Come again!" Zhang Qian didn't care, and came out the Kun hexagram again, opening and closing, and it was powerful.

Nangong Jiansong was a master no matter how he said that, he found the rhythm in the blink of an eye, changed moves flexibly, and fought head-on with Qi Hengping, and knocked Zhang Qian out with a bang.

Zhang Qian hit the windowsill, and his back hurt. He complained, "Damn, you're a little gentle, it hurts me."

"You are looking for death!" Nangong Jiansong was so angry that he vented his anger decisively, and counterattacked.

"Damn it!" Zhang Qian quickly changed the Xun Gua, fighting with his body skills, and his attack was agile, making Nangong Jiansong look at his head and not his butt.

Nangong Jiansong was originally weak in external skills, and he relied on his internal skills to control the enemy. After Zhang Qian's flash, he had to deal with it again. Fortunately, this clone would not evenly divide his skills.

The ward was too small and the two couldn't open it. Zhang Qian suddenly withdrew from the battle, "Stop, stop fighting!"

"Don't stop, continue to fight." Nangong Jiansong had just gained the upper hand and was about to take the opportunity to beat Zhang Qian and calm down.

"I won't fight anymore, the problem is solved, thank you." Zhang Qian was so unconscious that he leaned back to the windowsill with his unintentional sword in his arms. By the way, he didn't use the sword just now, just rushing with bare hands.

Nangong Jiansong was made to have no temper at all, and the two beauties frowned and stared at Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian closed his eyes and thought about it, recalling the battle just now, he actually encountered some problems in practicing gossip, but Chen Zhiyun was not around and no one asked him. It just so happened that he was practicing internal skills. Maybe Nangong Jiansong, an internal skills expert, could help him.

In the battle just now, he asked the little robot to watch 360 degrees, and even entered Nangong Jiansong's body to peek at the way other people's internal strength mobilization was. This time, he had been thinking about it for several years, and his internal strength had directly leaped to a higher level.

Nangong Jiansong was attracted by attention and did not notice that he had been stolen at all. He was sitting there angry and angry.

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In the afternoon, Li Shan and Lu Yong woke up and came to the hospital to replace the work. Then no one wanted to leave, so they were all stayed. Of course, except for Zhang Qian, he had already escaped when he finished lunch and was not dragging on the slut.

Li Shan forwarded the story last night, but the repost was not so clear, which made others nervous. They were most afraid that someone would take advantage of the situation.

"I'll be here tonight, you'll come during the day." Nangong Jiansong volunteered.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Li Shan was polite and said, "Then you go back and get sleepy, come over again to save yourself napping."

"Pei!" Nangong Jiansong wanted to slap himself. He couldn't understand why these people were having such a pleasant time together, and they all felt so owed to beat him.

Li Shan said to Sun Xiyu again, "You go back and do it too, beautiful woman. You are here except for the trouble, and there is no use for you."

"You!" Sun Xiyu widened her eyes. She was so rude.

Lu Yong pushed Li Shan for a moment, "If you don't say anything, no one will regard you as a mute." Then he smiled and said to Sun Xiyu, "Beauty, you'd better go back and do it. There's no way you have to do this."

Sun Xiyu felt extremely humiliated and was about to refute, Nangong Jiansong stood up first, "Who are you talking about? Are you looking for trouble? Xiyu, don't listen to them, I see who dares to drive you away."

Li Shan and Lu Yong were very tacitly aware of each other. Nangong Jiansong felt a punch hit the cotton. He was going to be driven crazy by these bastards in the past two days, and could no longer help it, "Ask you guys, talk!"

Li Shan said to Lu Yong as if nothing had happened, "Are you going to the thatched cottage?"

"Let's go." Lu Yong waved his hand and the two of them ran away.

"Come back, grass!" Nangong Jiansong was going to chase him, but he was stopped by He Qiuyan, "Okay."

"It's so damn, my patience is limited." Nangong Jiansong fled in the direction of the door.

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In Lanzhong City, five people are currently in a small hotel in the suburbs, three live onlookers watching the two bodies, all of which are silent.

He Ming couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to break the silence, "Damn, when will we stay here?"

"I don't know." Both of them on the other side were dead, as if they were not afraid of boiling water, which made He Ming speechless, "Let's think of a way, can't just wait here?"

"What can I do if I haven't waited?" Xue Tian asked back.

He Ming was speechless, but he was dissatisfied. Although he was timid, cowardly, vulgar, afraid of things, no backbone, no courage, no ambition, no manly spirit, he had a very good passive skill, which was a Jedi counterattack. In the darkest moments, he would burst into the small universe.

"I'll find someone to help." He Ming stood up. He thought of what happened in Chen Zhiyun's hometown last time. It seemed that a man named Sun Yu was very good at this. He wanted to try his luck, "Who is young with me?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"I don't recognize that person, who is very good at living on Luhuang Mountain in Hecheng, should be a martial artsman."

Xue Tian and Wang Lanfeng looked at each other, and Xue Tian asked, "Are you going with him?"

Wang Lanfeng nodded, put away his cell phone, and "Go."

In this way, He Ming would be confident, and he really didn't dare to go alone.

The two were about to leave, but Xue Tian suddenly asked again, "How can I go? So far."

He Ming looked at the sky outside. It was sunny and cloudless, so he could not fly.

Xue Tian said, "Forget it, I'll do it with you. Lao Wang, please watch them here."

So Xue Tian rented the car of the hotel owner and took He Ming to Hecheng. Wang Lanfeng stayed to take care of Zhao Haikuo and Zhou Shuo, and used a small robot to monitor the pure consciousness that was still in the wild.

The battlefield last night was already watched by relevant departments at this moment, but except for the destroyed site, other evidence and other things were handled by the small robot. In addition, there is another point that pure consciousness is not lying on the ground, he is just a floating ball of energy, and he can count wherever he stops.

After more than two hours of running wildly, Xue Tian and He Ming finally rushed to the river city and arrived at the foot of Ranhuanghuang Mountain. As a result, someone was fighting here, but they were not ordinary people. A gust of wind swept through the forest, and ordinary people could not get close to it.

"Damn, what's the situation?" Xue Tian and He Ming got out of the car. They could feel the strong sense of oppression on the battlefield opposite, which was daunting.

At the foot of the mountain, a woman in white was being besieged by a group of people. She was obviously injured and was trying hard to bring the battlefield closer to Luhuang Mountain.

There are four or five people besieging him. Judging from each person's posture, they are all masters and the lineup should not be underestimated.

"How do you go up the mountain?" Xue Tian and He Ming approached quietly, hid in the grass and peeked. They heard that they could be invisible in the grass, but they didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Wait first, wait until they finish the fight."

The woman in white was Li Nianhong from Lan Yigong. The ones who besieged her were the vice president of Wan Minghui, Lin Wuxi, Qinglong and Zhuque last time, and a little brat, which turned out to be Lin Han.

Qinglong Zhuque and Lin Han are both good at playing soybeans, mainly Lin Wuxi. He waved a blue-white long sword with weird moves, which made people unable to defend themselves. Li Nianhong had many colors on his body, and they were all injured by swords, which made it very difficult to resist.

Seeing that Li Nianhong's formation was already in chaos, Qinglong smiled evilly, "Accept your fate, stinky bitch, even if you escape into Ranhuanghuang Mountain, don't expect the October Ghost to come out to save you!"

"The frost is full of the earth." Li Nianhong suddenly flew out of the thousand seal belts and hit the weakest Lin Han first.

Lin Han is at best an elite monster, not even a master, so how could he face a master like Li Nianhong? Fortunately, he was holding the sun and the moon circle and could block it twice.

"The spirit inherits the world!" Lin Han could not resist it at all, so he simply retreated to advance, lured the enemy into deep, and created opportunities for attack for others.

Seeing that there was something in between, Qinglong was eager for quick success and instant benefits, and took the lead, "Break the prison and indulge the soul!"

"Come back!" Lin Wuxi shouted quickly, rushed forward, kicked Qinglong away. At the same time, the Wuxin sword in his hand attacked Lin Han, breaking his spiritual inheritance and forcibly forcing Li Nianhong to retreat.

"You!" Qinglong and Lin Han were both shocked and angry. Lin Wuxi scolded while beating, "Idiot, look at it carefully before beating!"

Li Nianhong just made a move, scaring people, keeping the move to fight stupidly. If Lin Wuxi had not interrupted, she could have double kills.

"Forget it!" Lin Wuxi suddenly changed his playing style, and his moves seemed to be incomprehensible, which was unpredictable.

"Forget the Sword Art" Wan Ming learned martial arts, a strange sword art born with the idea of ​​forgetting everything and mastering everything. There are seven levels of realms, including forgetting the form, forgetting the shadow, forgetting the heart, forgetting the soul, forgetting the life, forgetting the spirit, forgetting the spirit, forgetting the spirit.

This style of playing seems casual, but in fact it covers everything. You have nothing to lack. As the saying goes, you are willing to give up and gain infinitely.

"Lin Si Yi Shi Yi Mo!" Li Nianhong hurriedly opened the distance, focusing on disturbance. No matter how powerful Lin Wuxi is, he is also a melee profession, so he can just control the fight with remote control.
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