From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 243 Are you in Xiu Xian?

Author: Nai He Heaven

Chapter 243 Are you in Xiu Xian?

For more than a hundred years, through unremitting exercise, Guo Haihuang gradually occurred in his body. In the end, he evolved into a perfect martial arts constitution.

As long as he does not die by himself, it is not a problem to live for another two hundred years.

Of course the so -called perfection is also corresponding,

Guo Haihuang actively reduced muscles and kept his body in a minimum consumption state, plus medicated meals, which was the important reason why he could live.

His perfection is time!

The ultimate defense is not a fake death, but the passing of time!

Because no matter how powerful the enemy is, the perverted monsters can't resist the erosion of time.

But he can greatly extend this process.

This is the real victory of martial arts!

It's night,

Under the dark moonlight, two figures suddenly appeared in the empty arena.

"You stinky old man"

Looking at the wheelchair, Guo Haihuang, who was standing from the entrance of the passageway with his hands, and Yong Jiro sincerely sighed.

"It's really good!"

Seriously, at the moment when Guo Haihuang's spiritual energy disappeared, he really thought that the old man was dead.

Otherwise, as a direct attacker who made him embarrassed (using the power), he climbed out of the Shi Ji, and he was not blame Guo Haihuang.

"Ha ha."

Guo Haihuang laughed and said, "It is really a good ring race to fight with two monsters that surpass human beings!

"so."

At this time, a mummy wrapped in gauze with gauze appeared on the fence of the auditorium.

"So, next battle, do you want to participate?"

It was cold and empty. After the operation was completed, he was lying on the bed to fight and fight. When he heard the hearing, he heard that Yongjiro and Guo Haihuang actually avoided him. He secretly dated him late at night.

With odor, I have done a few good things.

He will follow because Guo Haihuang's power is really strong!

At the same time, it was the first martial arts who could participate in the fighting of Yongjiro.

Maybe, can you fight for it?

So after the first sentence of the cold air, he issued a battle invitation to Guo Haihuang.

"Also next time?"

Guo Haihuang said silently, "You suffered such a heavy injury during the day, it's okay?"

"hurt?"

"Can the body still move, can it be a wound?"

"In the doctor, I took my muscles, the ligament was smooth, the waist was sutured, and the bones were fixed. I was fine."

Shaking his head coldly, "It would be nice to eat at most for a few days. If this injury is still wounded, why should I challenge Yongjiro?"

"Haha. Yes!"

After hearing this, Yongjiro laughed, and felt the hunger of fighting in the cold air for a while, and the point of nourishing the food coincided with himself perfectly.

Sure enough, is it the best opponent given to him by heaven? Haha.

"so."

Cold air again asked Guo Haihuang again: "Do you participate in the next battle?"

"Okay, if you are still alive, we will play again on the century -old platform next time."

Guo Haihuang smiled, and set the time after a hundred years.

After daytime fighting, the old man was very self -knowledge. He fought on the front of his old bones without being demolished by these two monsters.

But after a hundred years, even if it is a monster, the grass in front of the grave is more than three feet high.

"Hey. The strongest creature on the ground, this name seems to be domineering, my old man also wants to use it."

Guo Haihuang looked like we were here to compete for longevity.

"century?"

Leng Kong was stunned, "I can't wait that long!"

But I also know that Guo Haihuang is refusing in disguise. Otherwise, who will set the duel time a hundred years later?

It’s not like you’re cultivating immortality!

"So, how long are you ready to challenge me?"

Yujiro asked Leng Kong's question back. At the same time, the corners of his mouth instinctively turned up, and his eyes were bright red in the middle of the night. Although he had eaten a lot today, who would have too much delicious food?

"You still said."

"In just one week, I was almost beaten to death by you twice."

Leng Kong shook his right hand that was still weak, "In my current state, it will definitely be impossible in a short time."

"Jiejie, you couldn't help but jump up on it."

Yujiro said excitedly, he likes men like Leng Kong who are strong in times of trouble.

"Because, I have to defeat you!"

Leng Kong twisted his hand, and the two stacked wine jars were thrown down towards the two people below.

This is the good thing he just found by smelling it.

"What?"

Yujiro's fist instinctively struck out. After discovering that it was a wine jar, he immediately turned his fist into a palm. With a flick of his wrist, he held the ten-pound wine jar in his palm.

He used dead force again!

crumbs!

"This is

On the other side, as soon as the wine jar was obtained, Guo Haihuang's old face exploded, and he roared instantly,

"This is medicinal wine that I have stored for hundreds of years, bastard Leng Kong, where did you steal it from?"

"where?"

"I don't know. I found it by smelling it. My nose is so sharp, haha."

Leng Kong broke the lid with one hand, and the rich aroma of wine and the permeating medicinal aroma were completely blended.

"suck"

Just by inhaling the fragrance into the nasal cavity, not a single cell in the body will send a hunger signal to him.

So what are you waiting for?

The wine jar was raised above the head, the golden wine poured down, the mouth opened wide and slid down the esophagus,

"Gu Gu."

"Hiccup is great!"

"It is indeed a treasure that has been brewed for hundreds of years. It is pure, moist and delicious."

"And my body is so hot!"

"Haha. Comfortable!"

After eating half of the jar in one gulp, Leng Kong's heroic energy burst out. At the same time, a large amount of hot air was dissipating from the intestines and stomach, and seeping into the blood and flowing rapidly throughout the body. After a while, Leng Kong felt as if his body was soaked in a hot spring, and his whole body was warm and comfortable.

As the heat continues to dissipate, the itching of the wound intensifies, and the healing rate of the injury is greatly accelerated?

No wonder the wine has a faint medicinal smell.

This is a great supplement!

"Hoho. Is it delicious?"

"Then I also want to taste it."

Yujiro tore off the cover, raised the wine jar over his shoulder, and drank heavily, draining ten kilograms of wine in one gulp.

"Waste, you two brats are wasting it. What a waste!"

Seeing Leng Kong and Yujiro drinking so much, Guo Haihuang's old face wrinkled up in pain.

"century!"

"It took me a hundred years to brew so many twenty pots!"

"Do you know how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures are added to it?"

"Bastard little brat, this is what I use to replenish my health, I don't need to use it to feed you like crazy!"

There is no separation between medicine and martial arts. The Chinese martial arts have been passed down continuously for 4,000 years, and the medicinal diet and medicinal wine produced by them are also very effective.

In addition to martial arts, the nourishment of medicinal wine is also indispensable for him to be able to still be active at the age of 146.

Now, both Leng Kong and Yujiro were killed in one fell swoop. Guo Haihuang was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"Drink like this, I'll be careful to kill you!"

Guo Haihuang looked at Leng Kong angrily, "Especially you, your body has been severely damaged. If your weakness is not replenished, you will belch."

"Okay, the sea emperor, I don't know before the wine is so expensive, I won't get it next time."

He apologized for a cold tone, and he did not expect that it would be the old man's wine.

but

Really make up!

I smelled the wine in front of it. Driven by the signal of the body's hunger and thirst, the cellar was opened with the iron finger of cold air. I also said that I would share it with the two. After all, it was so happy during the day.

As a result, I stole the master's house, alas

After drinking cold air, I still felt that this wine was made up. If you came again, the injury may be as good as sleeping.

But watching Guo Haihuang holding the wine altar tightly, his face pain and poor expression, suddenly this thought.

Forget it, it is not a big deal for a few days, the effect is not bad.

"Also next time?"

Guo Haihuang flashed directly with the wine altar, and he was going back to change the place to hide.

"Hehe. Stub."

Yongjiro licked his lips, and he also wanted to ask for another altar. He didn't taste it too fast just now.

"Go, I'll wait for you!"

Big hand, Yongjiro also disappeared in the night.

"So, I'm miserable?"

After the two left, the cold stomach was sitting on the stone wall, and his legs were hanging down.

I do n’t know if I do n’t come out. I found out that people are different from people. They are obviously a three -person melee.

But the body is slippery and autumn, and a few drops of nosebleeds are dripped in the melee. The biggest damage is still the body that the body can't bear the giant power. Qiqiao spray a few blood lines. After finishing wipe it with a paper towel, it's okay.

Yongjiro's body was the hardest, and Fan Ma's blood recovery speed was even more amazing. He also watched his blood flying during the day. This will only have a little blood mark.

As a result, he was wrapped into a rice dumplings by himself.

wipe!

There are many worlds !!! A bit messy.

In summary, both one, boxing champion, ghost destroy, Jojo has the most frequently.

However, the chance of the King of Fighters will not write, because the game has been played, but the plot does not know Wuhu at all.

Regardless of, first concentrate on writing the blade of the blade, save a few days of manuscript before the customs clearance, and slowly want to decide again, otherwise the more you want to be more chaotic.

(This chapter is finished)