Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Before he did not practice hegemony, Fan Xian would never think that the flesh and blood of the human being could be harder than the stone. But when he just took a palm print on the stone, he gave up on this idea.

But he still doesn't think that someone can jump from the cliffs that are dozens of feet high, but there is nothing to do, especially if there is no speed reduction in the middle. Wu Zhu helped him to overthrow this idea, but also gave him an incomparable shock. The original superpower, the true level, is so terrible!

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The black cloth on the eyes of Wuzhu, the process of falling at high speed turned into a beautiful black silk, and his body, like a Thunder-like arrow, slammed into the boat.

He did not use any light work, but this way, the gravity of the earth allowed him to fall freely. In the distance of dozens of feet, he kept accelerating. When he finally stepped on the bow, the speed was already fast enough to be staggering. speed. The body split the air, faster than the wind, and made a horrible sound.

The one he took was ahead of his body and reached the boat, slamming the bamboo singer of the singer in the boat.

The hat flew up and fell into the sea far away, revealing the singer's face.

The singer's appearance is simple and simple, and his eyes are as quiet as autumn water. At this time, looking at the feet that come from the top of the head, it is the pupils shrinking, and the light is shining!

A pair of white jade-like hands, dancing gently outside the sleeves, like the dead branches sprouting like knuckles scattered, countless waves of gas spurting out from the singer's fingertips, actually born before the five bamboos hit the boat, the blast Above the waves of the sea, the fishing boat up and down in the white waves forced a two-step forward.

It is the land of these two steps, the five bamboos are like a stone coming out of the sky, squatting on the bow, and not on the singer.

The sound of the wind has not yet arrived, Wu Zhu’s feet have been stepping on the front of the wooden boat. This kind of power from the sky is not a boat can bear - "Kala!" A loud noise!

The whole boat was plunged into the sea below by the giant force, and the tail was lifted high and swiftly penetrated into the sea.

The singer was swept away by the force of this earthquake, and he showed his hands in the air, a little embarrassed.

The water splashed and the bow was shaken by this strong impact and sank to the bottom of the sea.

A black shadow broke out of the water, and in the sky, the singer who was dancing in the air, in the blink of an eye, pointed out a sword like a sword and stabbed the singer's throat.

The singer's hands are wrong. The singer's hands are like the beams of a house. They are extremely stable and aesthetically displayed in front of them, and they barely seal the five bamboos.

There was a slight burst of sound in the air, which was the result of mutual hardship. I don’t know that in such a short moment, these two peerless strongmen made a few moves.

After a few moments, the two figures were quickly separated, and they fell on the narrow beaches under the cliff.

On the surface of the sea, the debris of the boat slowly floated out of the water. It looked like the residue in the jar of Chinese medicine. Only half of the stern of the boat floated without the owner, which was very bleak.

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"The assassination is unsuccessful, so you have to accompany my boat." The singer looked at the black cloth on the eyes of Wuzhu and said with a smile. After saying this, he stretched his hand and stretched out to Wuzhu, as if he wanted to ask the other party for compensation.

He and the five bamboos are separated by three feet, but this hand, the five bamboos are frowning, and the foot is very moving two steps backwards, sideways, avoiding the direction of the other finger.

A burst of buzz, the place where Wuzhu stood before, the sand was densely packed, just in response to the poem: "Rain hits the beach."

After a distance of three feet, a faint wave of hand, the strength will go straight through the sand, this repair, look at the world, there are not many people.

"Why are you here." Wu Zhu slightly tilted his head, although there was no expression on his face, but you can see that it is much more prudent than usual.

"I played with you sixteen years ago. Since then, I have never found an opponent worth fighting." The singer replied with a smile: "I went back to Kyoto last year. Ye Zhong’s kid said that these years have been Didn't find your whereabouts, I thought you really went to another world with Miss Ye, and couldn't help but drink two cans of wine, one of which fell to the ground and dropped two tears. This year I came out again. Traveling, I felt a very powerful air machine just a long way across the sea, so take a look...when I think of it, it is actually you."

The song sighed and angered: "Old friends who have not seen for more than ten years, how do you kill me when you meet? You know, I can't kill you, you can't kill me."

Wu Zhu thought about it with his head tilted and seemed to recognize this fact.

The singer knows that this scorpion's temperament is a little weird. If the other person can kill himself, I am afraid that I really got the hand. I can't help but smile. "After the lady returned, I thought you would go back to the temple. Why come to the port of Zhangzhou? Already?"

"You know why I want to kill you." Wu Zhu did not answer him, but said coldly: "In this world, only a few people know me, and among them, you are the biggest one."

The singer looks awkward and doesn't know how to answer it.

Wu Zhu continued: "So if you can kill you and let you shut up, I am very happy."

The singer smiled and shook his head and sighed: "You are still a terrible temper, practicing to the realm of you and me, still like you killing, it is rare."

Wuzhu shook his head and said: "I only care about the results, never consider the means." He suddenly frowned and said: "Since you see the people you are interested in, let's go." It is crisp and neat.

The singer first glimpsed, and immediately laughed and laughed. He arched his fist and smiled and said: "Actually, I am not a mouthful."

After saying this, he waved his arms with short sleeves, and after the hand was handed over, he floated on the half of the short ship on the sea. He didn't know how the ship was done. Only half of it was left. Can float. Standing on the wrecked boat, his hands were doing the boating posture, and he was so funny that he used the internal force to spur the ship to the direction of the city of Zhangzhou.

Wu Zhu looked at the direction he left, and the black cloth was dull.

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"Who is he?" Fan Xian, who climbed down from the summit, did not hear the dialogue between the two strong men on the cliff. He was still immersed in the shock of witnessing the superpower war.

"Ye Liuyun."

"Sure enough..." Fan sighed, following the Wuzhu, and headed for Zhangzhou.

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