Cultivation Is Like This

   "Jiang Suxin."

  Jiang Li raised his head and looked at the midair, unwilling to admit defeat, he slowly floated up, standing in the void as high as Jiang Suxin.

  Chang Wenyuan hurriedly followed and stood side by side beside Jiang Li.

   At the same time, Zuo Ziyue gave an order to the two anonymous colleagues, and then confronted Jiang Suxin.

  Jiang Suxin was alone, and there was not even a dogleg to use on the left and right sides. The three-on-one victory was instantly locked, making everyone present call it a fluke.

   But soon, these native Zhaoqin cultivators reacted, and King Yan did not fight an uncertain battle, and there must be a mystery in this great formation.

   "Brother Shi, you really came." Jiang Suxin spoke slowly, not in a hurry to start the final battle.

   "I came here for my brother, just to defeat you!"

  Jiang Li spoke loudly, trying to arouse Jiang Suxin's fighting spirit to be no weaker than others.

   "Your brother's talent is above this king, and few people in the world know about it. You don't need to fight anymore."

   "If you don't fight, how can you know what's true and false?"

  Jiang Li frowned, and when he punched the cotton, it was very uncomfortable. He fixed his eyes on the surroundings and hesitated: "Where are the men and horses of Qin Tianjian, you have transferred them all away?"

   "A group of uninvited guests appeared in the capital, and their skills are acceptable. The king was afraid of disturbing the holy driver, so he transferred them all to the capital. The guardians of Tianzi Mountain can be more than ten people." Jiang Suxin spoke slowly.

  King Yan himself said that, except for the anonymous person in the Holy Land, and the defiant 'Tianmingzi, everyone present believed it.

  Especially Jiang Li is convinced.

   When it comes to his attitude towards Jiang Suxin, he can only use the word complicated to describe it.

   To make an inappropriate analogy, Jiang Suxin put a fart in the front, Jiang Li was behind, annoyed that this person has no quality at all, but he can scold others, and still insists that this fart is fragrant.

  By the way, grasp the wind, and taste the deep meaning in the breath.

   His expression lightened: "At this point, you are still thinking of Zhaoqin. If it weren't for you and me, I would not want to meet you in battle because of my brother."

   "Brother Shi, is this true?" Jiang Suxin asked with a smile.

  「.」

   Fake, Jiang Li dreams of defeating Jiang Suxin.

   Once is fine.

  Jiang Suxin stopped teasing, and said with a straight face: "Today's battle, this king can make an oath, the blame is not for the parents, the disaster is not for the wife and children, life and death are only between us."

   "This king is also willing to make an oath!"

  Jiang Li responded in a stern tone: "If you insult your parents, wife and children, this king will chase them to the ends of the earth, and let their souls fly away."

   "With the words of my brother, this king is relieved."

   Jiang Suxin waved forward: "Please!"

"Please!"

   The voices of the two fell, and the ups and downs of the heaven and earth chessboard were unclear.

   Fang Fang's small world was born, centered on the yin and yang swimming fish, and took the position according to the trend of gossip.

  Heizi goes first, Yan Wang goes first.

   In the first hand, he held his son Tianyuan and gave up half his son.

  Jiang Li looked around, the majestic city was boundless, sitting from the north to the south, and in charge of the east and west.

   In the center of the magnificent building complex, the white stone avenue spreads straight, leading to the city within the city. The water of the moat is transformed into a liquid, and the white clouds build a bridge. It is magnificent and immortal.

   Zhaoqin Jingshi, the city in the city is the imperial city, and the moon in the mirror of the heroic city is a figurative projection of a large array. …

  Jiang Li recognized this place at a glance, looked at Chang Wenyuan and Zuo Ziyue next to him, frowned and said, "Jiang Suxin, you don't want to live anymore, or do you think this king is so unbearable in your eyes?"

In the plan formulated by   , the three of them rely on all their teammates to cover up and strive for a three-on-one victory.

  I didn't think about it, they didn't do it yet, Jiang Suxin took the initiative to bring herself to the front, which made Jiang Li bear it.

   Constrained everywhere, Jiang Suxin took the lead at every step, even if victory was at hand, it still made him unhappy for a while.

   This is not what he wants, and he won't be happy if he wins.

   "Brother He

   Saying this, do you have to fight this king alone to be satisfied?”

   Jiang Suxin's words made Jiang Li break the defense, and before the latter blushed, he continued: "The four of us are the main players in this battle.

Come. That being the case, why procrastinate rather than make a quick decision?”

   "Before you."

   "The royal family has no plans to get in the way. I only wish my brother to make a quicker decision, and there is no other intention."

  「.」

  Jiang Li's eyelids twitched, and the familiar sense of frustration hit his heart again. Before he even started to fight, his Dao heart collapsed.

  「Faithful King?」

  Chang Wenyuan opened his mouth and said solemnly: "The sword of words kills invisible, don't think too much."

  Jiang Li shook his head slightly, dispelling distracting thoughts for a moment. He was very self-aware, and if he didn't, he couldn't. Quan Zhaoqin knew that he was not as good as Jiang Suxin, and he didn't live in a dream.

   Inviting Chang Wenyuan and Zuo Ziyue to go together is the best proof of self-esteem.

   "It makes sense, why procrastinate!"

  Jiang Li's eyes twitched, Baoyi fainted the purple mist, and with his arms together, thousands of divine lights smashed into Jiang Suxin.

  ——

   "Here is Nanshan Buried?"

  Lu Bei looked down at the continuous mountains, golden flames dancing in his eyes, locked on the familiar Taoist temple, and confirmed that it was Buried Nanshan.

   "Wonderful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it is really a treasure of Feng Shui." Lu Bei nodded again and again, pure passers-by, nothing else, just thought that the scenery of Nanshan was very good.

   aside, Yan Xiaoshuang struggled to break the claws that held her waist.

   The result can be imagined, she is a gentleman with a soft voice and a soft body, and she can't compare to a rough man in Lu Bei, except for staring, there is nothing to do.

   "What are you doing, what is Palace Master Yan doing with my hand, and if it spreads out, do I still have a face?"

  The wicked Lu Bei complained first, and blamed Yan Xiaoshuang. The moment he noticed the change in the world, he firmly protected his teammates to avoid the danger of being left alone.

   As expected, except for him and Yan Xiaoshuang, they were all gone.

"let go."

   "It turned out to be this, I said that you were arrogant, and I thought you had a spring."

"let go!"

  Yan Xiaoshuang leaned back with all his might, Lu Bei let go at the right time, and the Palace Master of Beauty floated ten meters away before he could stop his figure, his face turned pale with anger.

Lu Bei beckoned her to his side, told her not to run around in peace, looked down at the mountains, and said thoughtfully: "King Yan is probably going to fight Liu Shen one-on-one, and when Liu Shen is killed, the next one is Xin. king,

  Good formation, we are plunged into a trap. "

  Yan Xiaoshuang frowned, secretly saying that the heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman.

  Although she is not a cultivator of Zhaoqin, she has heard of the reputation of King Yan, and she has read poetry and books to keep her upright and righteous, and she will never act like this. …

   "Strange, this place is buried in Nanshan, Quhe and Mengyuan where the sleeves are cut off. Did we go to the wrong place?"

  Lu Bei asked aloud, looking straight ahead, golden flames throbbing in his eyes.

   God's eyes were broken, and he saw two figures.

   Qiu Yuan and the zombie tomb keeper walked out, the former said coldly: "King Yan confronts the enemy Liushen, King Xin, and an elder of the Holy Land, please take back what you said before and don't judge!"

   "Tsk tsk, Master Qiu is such a powerful official."

  Lu Bei's yin and yang made a strange noise, which made Yan Xiaoshuang very uncomfortable. Comparing the two sides, the good and evil were clear at a glance, and he felt that he was ruined.

   "Fellow Daoist Qiu, this man has a thick face and a dark heart, you step back and hand it over to a certain family to deal with!"

   "King Yan has something to say, you are not the only one who can fight against this beast."

   "Not necessarily, a certain family didn't show all their skills last time."

The burial in Nanshan witnessed the broken sleeves of Qu He and Meng Yuan, and it was not the place where Lu Bei and Qiu Yuan and the zombies shot each other. Qiu Yuan was defeated by the hands of 'Tian Mingzi', and he was unconvinced. Zombie grave guard It was even more unpleasant when the battle was interrupted in the middle of the battle.

   Both want to come again

   Once, King Yan threw them in together without thinking too much.

  Two against one, the immortal sword intent can not be broken!

Opposite to   , the two teammates disagreed with each other. Qiu Yuan did not like to team up with the zombie tomb guard, but he strictly obeyed the orders of King Yan and insisted on joining forces to defend the enemy.

  Lu Bei took the opportunity to transmit his voice and asked Yan Xiaoshuang to give him a mouthful of milk.

   The previous mouthful was finished, this time it must be fresh and the portion must be large.

  Yan Xiaoshuang felt uncomfortable when she touched Lu Bei, let alone nine times in a row. She endured the annoyance, and pointed to engraving the nine-luminary star map on her vest, and then pasted it with both hands, injecting a group of bright nebulae. Lu Bei's heartbeat accelerated, and the surging mana surged all over his body. He had the illusion that a single sword could kill King Yan, his eyes lit up and said, "You have a lot of energy, I can't see that you are hiding your hand."

   "Hmph, the more you want, the better!" Yan Xiaoshuang snorted coldly.

  The amount is large enough, but whether Lu Bei's body can hold up, and how long he can hold it, depends on his own good fortune.

  This milk has some personal grudges.

  Lu Bei raised his brows, raised his hand and pushed Yan Xiaoshuang's chest. While sending the assistant away, he used the rebound force to speed up the charge.

The    man was in mid-air, his body flipped, and his whip legs hit Qiu Yuan and the zombie gravekeeper.

   "Good day!"

   The tomb guard was delighted to see Hunting Heart, and laughed savagely, raised one arm to protect his body, and the other hand and five fingers and claws, just waiting for the moment to block the blow, and attacked Lu Bei's wide-open middle door.

  Boom!!!

The    whip leg swept across, the tomb guard's raised arm slowly approached his face, his expression stiffened with a grin, and the facial features that had been punched by him gradually deformed.

   Almost instantly, Qiu Yuan, who was standing side by side, was knocked away by the tomb guard, leaving Lu Bei standing alone.

   He leaned over and patted his trouser legs: "It turns out that one plus one doesn't equal two, King Yan's calculation is just that."

   Extremely fast battle, only one word 'fast, is highlighted.

   In Yan Xiaoshuang's eyes, golden light flashed instantly, two black shadows moved down, and the distant sky was startled by dust.

   In the next second, the air roared and exploded, and the void exploded layer by layer. The clouds rolled back,

  Thunder, lightning, storm, and earthquake are all one beat slower.

  Lu Bei took a deep breath and felt the mana that was constantly being created in his body. His eyes were clear and his spirit was very excited. He couldn't help but raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, turning into golden light, breaking through dark voids along the way.

  The chessboard array of heaven and earth is mysterious, the world created is extremely real, and it is not just as simple as projection.

   rumbling—

  The earth dragon rises, and the dust rises into the sky.

  Lu Bei pressed the head of the tomb keeper and charged at high speed. He passed by Qiu Yuan, his big empty handbag swooped out like a tiger, grabbed Qiu Yuan's face, and crushed the two to rampage.

   The tomb guard roared again and again, unable to break free, Qiu Yuan roared several times, and the demonic energy dissipated several times.

   "Jie Jie Jie——"

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