Comprehensive martial arts: Give away opportunities and return 10,000 times critical hits!

Wen Xue'an was slapped and rolled on the ground twice.

Zhao Wuxian stared at him and said coldly: "After living for so long, you can't even read words and looks, have you lived to a dog?"

Wen Xue'an lost his arms, so he could only get up with great effort, opening his mouth and spitting out seven or eight big teeth.

His mouth was directly swollen.

A clear red palm print can be seen.

He is not an ordinary Jianghu person, but the son of Wen Zhang, a member of the imperial court, who rose to prominence with Cai Jing's use.

He has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and he is also very talented in martial arts, and he has been taught by the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

The nickname he gave himself was [Seventh in the World].

It can be seen that this person is ambitious and arrogant.

However, now he is embarrassed, and after breaking his arm, he was slapped in the face

It's unbearable.

He's mad.

"How dare you hit me in the face? You haven't even hit my father!"

Wen Xue'an's eyes were bloody.

He turned his head and roared at Situ Waste, Sima Waste, and Sikong Waste, and said, "You three waste, what are you still doing in a daze!".

His handsome face was distorted, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, like a ghost.

"Catch him for me, and I'll chop him alive, eat his flesh, and drink his blood!"

Situ Disabled, Sima Disabled, and Sikong Disabled glanced at each other.

Although they are both brothers, Wen Xue'an's identity is higher than them.

He is now wounded.

If they don't make a move, not only Wen Xue'an will be jealous, but Yuan Thirteen will not be spared.

The three of them were divided into three directions and pressed forward tacitly.

"It's up to you?"

Zhao Wuxian's anger was even stronger, but his eyes gradually became cold, and his killing intent condensed.

These three people are practicing "The Great Opening and Closing Divine Skill", and they are also good at breaking through their reputations in the rivers and lakes.

But in the eyes of the current Zhao Wuxian, he is just a chicken.

"You three, why don't you make a quick move, what are you hesitating about?".

Wen Xue'an scolded sharply.

"Kill them for me!".

He found that although Situ was disabled, Sima was disabled, and Sikong was disabled, they were moving forward.

But not fast.

Every step is like the pressure of a mountain.

Moved slower than a snail.

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. "

"But sometimes, it's better to be a little slicker. "

After the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty fell into the demon path, things gathered like others, and most of the disciples who taught them were sinister and cunning.

Wen Xue'an's strength is stronger than them, and they were all cut by Zhao Wuxian, so they made a move, didn't they deliver food?

Therefore, the three of them were reluctant to really make a move.

Even Zhao Wuxian glanced over, and let the three of them not advance but retreat.

Moreover, the retreat is farther than the advance.

Wen Xue'an was speechless in an instant, and her eyes were about to split.

He now has only one green plant in his heart.

Grass!

"Zhao Lang, that old guy is here, these people will be handed over to us!" Wang Yuyan suddenly spoke.

Zhao Wuxian bowed slightly.

The reason why he didn't make a move against Situ Cripple, Sima Cripple, and Sikong Cripple was that he was locked by a fierce qi.

In the afterglow, the tall Yuan Thirteen Limit, with his hands on his back, walked step by step from the Baizhang Foreign Station.

Xiao Jiansheng, ruthless, cold-blooded and others couldn't stop him at all.

Because of them, they were first stopped by the other six apprentices of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit, collectively known as the "Liuhe Qinglong".

Yu Chuntong and other [Alliance] masters shot together.

At the post station, the sword light and sword shadow, the killing machine is clear.

In fact.

Even if there is no "Liuhe Qinglong", Yu Chuntong and others.

Xiao Jiansheng and ruthless them can't stop the thirteenth limit of the yuan.

He walked step by step.

With each step, the momentum increases.

There was a golden light flowing on his body, like a falling sunset, rising again and illuminating all directions.

His steps were like beating a drum.

Every step of the way.

And the earth shook once.

The power of the grandmaster, the pneumatic mountains and rivers, the wind and the earth change color.

"Hahaha, my master is here, you are dead!".

Wen Xue'an laughed angrily.

"Master, kill them for me. "

Yuan Thirteen Limited just glanced at him.

His momentum is rising, like a round of golden sun, reflecting the heavens and the earth.

Losing his arms, Wen Xue'an has gone crazy.

He didn't find that Yuan Thirteen looked at him with a gaze, it was regret, regret, and indifference.

A man with no arms.

What qualifications do you have to be his apprentice?

Yuan Thirteen has been ruthless since he practiced "Sad Arrow" and killed the woman he loved the most.

Wen Xue'an forgot about this.

Otherwise, he would have fled now, and the farther away the better.

Because he relied on his family strength and martial arts, he did a lot of bad things.

There are not a few people who want to kill him.

Wen Xue'an stared at Zhao Wuxian and said, "I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives!"

He looked at Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing again, and said, "Two sluts, do you really think he can protect you?" My master is a grandmaster, only one step away from the realm of heaven and man, when I dig out your immortal bones, I will definitely make you unable to survive and die!"

Zhao Wuxian glanced at him, his indifferent expression was already looking at a dead man.

Wang Yuyan only felt disgusted, she had never had such a strong killing intent, and said hatefully: "This person, I want to kill him with my own hands!"

Mu Wanqing nodded heavily.

She was also disgusted.

When this kind of person lives, he is polluting the air.

Zhao Wuxian said: "It's just right, you can try this sword, is it fast enough!".

He wiped it around his waist.

Untie the snakeskin sheath around the waist.

A purple hazy soft sword, in the dim darkness of dusk, flickering with light.

Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing suddenly felt sharp.

"This is..."

"Dugu's predecessor's crape myrtle soft sword, I found it in the deep valley. "

Zhao Wuxian smiled: "It's just that it seems a little ominous, I don't know if you like it?"

The crape myrtle soft sword is three feet long, purple and shiny, and the blade is soft, but it can sharpen iron like clay, and it is so sharp that it is evil.

On the hilt of the sword, there are two seals coiled with gold wire, which are the words "crape myrtle".

When Wang Yuyan saw the sword, her beautiful eyes flashed with surprise.

Zhao Lang said that what suited her was this sword?

Purple soft sword, noble and elegant.

It can be hidden in the belt on weekdays, but it is really suitable for women's self-defense.

But this crape myrtle soft sword was not thrown into the deep valley by Dugu's predecessors?

Maybe it landed on a cliff.

Maybe fall in the valley and sink into the mud and sand.

Could it be that Zhao Lang stayed in the valley for so long, and still made his clothes tattered and embarrassed, in order to find this sword for her?

Wang Yuyan seemed to see the picture of Zhao Wuxian running in the mountains and forests, floating and sinking in the deep valley and stream, looking for a sword for her.

He saw that he was jealous and felt sad, so he deliberately went to find the sword, right?

It's so nice that he treats himself.

Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes blinked lightly, covered with a layer of mist.

She wiped her tears, she was happy, moved, and full of joy.

She took the sword and said, "I like it, as long as it is given by the unenvious husband, even if it is a grass, Yu Yan likes it!"

Wen Xue'an glared, her teeth gurgling, and she squeezed out three words from between her teeth.

"Dog man and woman!".

You two, can't you tell the difference?

It's too much to show affection!

When he saw the cold beauties, he cried for Zhao Wuxian at this time, laughed for Zhao Wuxian, and was so jealous that he hated to kill them.