Comprehensive martial arts: The Ming Dynasty's knife-catcher, killing the enemy ten thousand ti

Jiang Cheng, who is a traverser, naturally knows the identity of this A Jiu, and it should be Princess Zhu Meiliao of Changping in the Golden Book.

Although she is a daughter, she also has a heroic spirit, and wants to walk the rivers and lakes to solve the problem of forbidden by martial arts for the imperial court.

However, Jiang Cheng looked at her martial arts, but not refined, if he really wanted to do it, it should not exceed thirty rounds.

The reason why she was able to advance to the final four was purely because Hu Zongxian operated in the dark and kept arranging parallel goods for her.

Jiang Cheng was massaged by Wang Yuyan, and at this time she also took out a spare set of green shirts and gently helped Jiang Cheng change them.

Jiang Cheng said while dressing: "It's okay! "

Murong Fu has been brushed down, and now the strongest opponent is only the Flower Monk, don't worry."

The monk Wuhua is a famous powerhouse in ancient books, but at the peak moment, he is only a first-class master, not a top-notch.

At this time, he was not too old, and his martial arts were not mature, plus he was also a five-grade cultivator, Jiang Cheng was not afraid.

However, just when Jiang Cheng thought that he would meet the monk Wuhua in the semifinals of four into two, he did not expect that the opponent was A Jiu.

"How is she?"

Jiang Cheng has seen her path and has been operating in the dark, and then he was able to easily enter the semifinals.

Now that he actually regards himself as an opponent, is it possible that he wants to buy himself? Or do you think of yourself as a soft persimmon?

But in that case, why didn't she choose Wen Qingqing? This guy from the Shiliang faction is even worse than him.

Most importantly, you can also let yourself fight with Wuhua to the death, and then she will sit on the fisherman's profit!

Maybe you can even win the crown of the Jiangnan martial arts conference.

But unexpectedly, A Jiu didn't seem to mean this, so until he took the stage, Jiang Cheng looked thoughtful.

However, the audience did not have much idea, they did not know the identity of A Jiu, but they just felt that the organizer deliberately avoided the two strong men.

After all, Monk Wuhua and Murong Fu were the favorites to win the championship.

He had already let Jiang Cheng fight Murong Fu, and let him fight with the monk Wuhua, which inevitably seemed a little deliberate.

"A Jiu girl, please advise!"

Jiang Cheng looked at A Jiu, but his heart was wandering, waiting for what to do to make A Jiu lose decently.

After all, this is a real princess, not a princess on the rotten street in the back cabaret, and she can't be offended now.

Originally, cleaning up the Red Flower Society offended the Donglin Party, and if he offended the princess again, he might become a wanted criminal in the future!

Ah Jiu looked at him equally seriously, and after more than a dozen breaths, he slowly shook his head and smiled calmly.

"I won't fight Jiang Gongzi, I'm still a little self-aware, even if I do it, I'm not Jiang Gongzi's opponent."

"However, Jiang Gongzi's talents, talents and talents are all top-notch, I wonder if I have the honor to invite Gongzi to wait for a drink?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, Ah Jiu asked under the public, he was not good to refuse, otherwise he would fold the princess's face!

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to admit defeat and gave himself time to recuperate, Jiang Cheng finally nodded.

"Don't dare to resign!"

A Jiu smiled, and then nodded to Hu Zongxian next to him: "Lord Governor, I am willing to take the initiative to admit defeat!" When

the monk Wuhua who watched the battle saw this scene, he was envious in his heart, and even Wen Qingqing, who was still looking forward to waiting, would he also be so aware of current affairs?

However, it disappointed him, although Wen Qingqing was not his opponent, he still went all out and tried to fight.

Although the Fig monk eventually won, he was in disgrace.

When he reached the final ring, it was a stark contrast to Jiang Cheng, who was calm and unhurried.

At this time, the figless monk, his clothes were shattered, and he was stained with a lot of stains and blood, and his momentum was also a little weak.

And Jiang Cheng is still a young warrior, green shirt and sword, handsome, sunny and handsome, attracting people.

"Seven Wonderful Monk Wuhua Master, please advise!"

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly, seemingly casual, and even a little unimpressed, but in fact, his eyes were solemn, and he was constantly looking for opportunities.

The monk Wuhua was very, very polite, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.

"Donor, it's ridiculous!"

"When the benefactor was on the Qingyun List, my abbot asserted that he would become a third-grade grandmaster within ten years!"

"Now it seems that the abbot is too conservative!"

"Even Murong Shi is not your opponent, it seems that Shi Shi can reach the top of the Qingyun List in a few days!"

Murong Fu: "..."

Jiang Cheng was also on the Qingyun list before, but in fact, the ranking was not high, after all, in this comprehensive martial arts world, the strong people emerged one after another.

The imperial court's Yuhuatian, the four famous catchers, the four secret agents, Cao Shaoqin...

Ximen Chuixue, Qiao Feng, Song Qingshu, Ling Hu Chong, Wuhua, Murong Fu of Jianghu...

Countless strong people are like carp crossing the river.

Even though Jiang Cheng is a genius, he is too young, so he is also ranked seventy-nine!

Every strong person in front has an extraordinary record, even Murong Fu has only entered the top ten, less than the top three.

And Ximen Chuixue, who was at the top of the list, had already entered the realm of the third-grade grandmaster, and many people even counted him as an older generation of powerhouses.

But actually, I'm only twenty-three years old!

However, Jiang Cheng killed Murong Fu today, and it is estimated that the next time the list is released, he will also be able to enter the top ten.

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he just smiled faintly and was noncommittal, after all, a Murong Fu had not yet been put in his eyes.

His target is the top few people on the Qingyun list, Ximen Chuixue, Qiao Feng, Cao Shaoqin and a few others.

"Since the master has this awareness, why not surrender quickly? It's better not to have a lot of flesh and skin!

Jiang Cheng's tone could not be described as crazy, but the cheers in the audience were even more enthusiastic and boiling.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, so handsome, a man should be so domineering and kill that little white face!"

"I like such a crazy brother Jiangcheng, my brother will definitely win!"

"Brother Jiang Cheng, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

In the eyes of those older generations, young people will only be criticized as frivolous, but if they fall among young people, they can be regarded as idols.

Especially if Jiang Cheng has this strength, he is not bragging for nothing.

The monk Wuhua was not angry, but he also slowly pulled out his sword, and his tone changed slightly.

"What the donor said is not unreasonable, it's just... The benefactor may not know that Yu Wanting, the leader of the Red Flower Society, is my senior brother!

"Therefore, what the benefactor will do to the red flower, the poor monk must seek justice for my senior brother!"

"So donor, please forgive the poor monk for offending!"

I see.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Cheng smiled heartily, slowly clenched the hilt of his sword, and prepared for the attack, mobilizing his internal strength throughout his body.

"It turns out that you are the junior brother of the wanted criminals of the Red Flower Society, then we don't want to blow each other commercially, no matter how much you say, you still see the real chapter under your hands!"

Wuhua also smiled: "The poor monk also thinks so, then please look favorably on the benefactor!" "

Shaolin Divine Fist!"

When the words fell, Wuhua had already rushed up, and a pair of iron fists were densely packed with qi, and smashed down heavily towards Jiang Cheng.

Although he looks gentle and elegant, he has actually practiced the fierce martial arts of Shaolin Divine Fist.

A punch smashed, and there was a crisp sound of breaking the air!

Jiang Cheng's expression froze, but he did not dodge with the Wind God Leg, but drew his sword and slashed away!

"Boom-"

The two forces intersected, and there was a violent bang.

Smoke and dust rise.

However, in an instant, both of them had separated, and at the same time retreated three or five steps towards the rear, obviously suffering a lot of losses.

"Good, very good!"

"I can't imagine that the benefactor actually practiced my Shaolin Golden Bell Hood to such a level, and the poor monks are ashamed of themselves!"

But having said that, the movements of the Wuhua monk's hands were not slow, and he rushed forward again, which was another Shaolin foreign kung fu.

Wind Pingpao!

Magic at the snap of your fingers!

Vedorz!

Bright Fist!

Go annoy finger!

All kinds of Shaolin kung fu were unfolded in the hands of the figless monk, and the field was full of divine light, as if Dharma had descended.

He should have been knowledgeable but not refined, in fact, every kung fu was practiced to mastery and extremely powerful.

However, Jiang Cheng is also not weak, although he does not have a gate faction behind him, he has the bug of a system father.

Two Yi Sword Technique!

Soul Shifting Dafa!

Great Zhou Tian Sword Technique!

Osu Ya Ken Style!

Fengshen legs!

Fifteen deadly swords!

You came and went, and the fight was not lively, but after half an hour, the monk Wuhua seemed to realize something.

He quickly tore away and looked at Jiang Cheng in amazement: "Are you using me to hone your martial arts?" "