Rebirth – City Cultivation

The water flow is three feet and four inches long and was built by a generation of Japanese masters from hundreds of years ago. It is said to be a sword of a swordsman in the Edo period, and later fell into the hands of Takeuchi. With him spent hundreds of years, the Japanese and East Asia, a lifetime of battle, no defeat.

Originally, with the knife released by the bare hand, Wu Gong Hongyi was able to press all the strong people under the gods.

After all, his internal strength is as solid as the original, just like the original Yuan of Chen Fan, just relying on this external knife, you can break the iron, not inferior to the ordinary name of the sword. It is Ying Longhua, Lei Qian, and Hua Yunfeng. Here, in the face of Wu Gong Hongyi's knives for hundreds of years, it also has a headache.

However, Takeuchi Hiroshi did not expect that Chen Fan’s real yuan was stronger and more concise than his inner strength, not to mention the abyssal secrets of Aoki. At the beginning of Tong Xuan, Chen Fan could only use the amumu to force the middle of the territory, and now, it is the late stage of the transition, Chen Fan can also break.

"Dangdang!"

Above the Tokyo Tower, a dazzling lightning strikes through the night sky.

Countless Japanese people looked up at the top of Tokyo at the same time. It’s thunder and lightning. Is it raining? At this time, the night is like ink, they are just ordinary people, how can you see the top of the tower hundreds of meters high? It can only be vaguely felt that there seems to be a violent movement.

Only Ying Longhua and others looked dignified.

They knew that the war of the world that decided to change the Japanese and Chinese martial arts circles finally opened. In the eyes of Zhuque, there is even more worry. Chen Fanruo’s defeat is a heavy blow to the Chinese martial arts world. After all, Chen Fan represents the future of the Chinese martial arts world.

When the water broke out of the sheath, Wu Gonghong changed his momentum and there was no trace of panic.

With a knife in hand, he seems to have changed back to the Japanese sword saint.

Takeuchi Hiroshi's two-handed knives, volley smashed to Chen Fan. The silver knives flashed in the night sky. This time, Wu Gong Hongyi did not put a hint of internal strength, all condensed in his silver long knife.

"Hey."

Aoki gas soldiers squatted on the silver knives, releasing the crisp sound of steel collision.

The three-foot knives are violently vibrating and telescopic, as if they are a bit overwhelmed. Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh. In any case, the Aoki squad is a true element, and can't compare with the real sword. The general sword, Chen Fan can be broken, but this is the flow of water, and is the flow of water in the hands of Takeuchi.

At this time, Wu Gonghong turned a knife, and the man went with the knife, turning into a pair of knives and rolling to Chen Fan. Others are still in the air, and they have already pulled out eleven knives in an instant. A fierce knife shrouded Chen Fan's body.

In an instant, Wu Gong Hong Yi has already been close to Chen Fan, and he has to fight with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan is just a punch.

"Boom!"

There was a deep, thunderous sound in the void, as if the giant disc was spinning. Chen Fan’s fist, although not breaking the sound barrier, is already very fast, second only to the speed of sound. The void is shaking, as if he was almost pierced by him. The punch is infinite, enough to make Taishan eclipse. If the general martial arts master is facing this punch, I am afraid that it will change color and become helpless.

But Wu Gonghong is so powerful in the half step.

He has a knife in his hand, and the blade is smashing, stabbing, cutting, blocking, collapsing, wiping, banding, and entanglement in the air. It changes continuously ten times in a flash, like a flowing stream of water, even with the band, and vents Chen Fan’s half-heartedness. Then, the last knives were combined, turned into a knife, and squatted on Chen Fan’s fist.

"when!"

A sound like the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

It is like an iron rod on the top of a million pounds of copper bells. The two men’s shots are not only mixed with the inner strength, but also the competition between the body and the strength. With the intersection of swords and punches, Wu Gong Hongyi and Chen Fan’s feet were suddenly slammed into the floor. The Tokyo Tower, built with steel, was stepped on by four footprints.

Takeuchi Hiroshi took a step back and flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He did not expect that Chen Fan would dare to rely on the flesh and hardly smashed him. You must know that even if the internal strength is strong, the suffocation will be solidified, and it will not be able to block him from opening a waterfall. However, Chen Fan has blocked it, and it seems that he has not received much injury.

But I don't know, Chen Fan is also a bit surprised. After shaking his body, he took back his fist and found a white mark on his back. This is the first time that he has been able to hurt him since he was a young man, even if he just dared to break the skin.

"it is good!"

Chen Fan was not shocked and laughed, laughing and laughing, and his body was full of war, like a sea.

He punched it again. This time, unlike the previous brute force, it was a simple atmosphere, with an ancient charm. As if the immortal lower bound demonstrates the boxing method. Chen Fanren walked with the fist, it was like a dragon that had been crouching for a long time, and violently vacated, turned into a dragon that flew for nine days, swaying and dancing.

"蛟龙变!"

Facing the corner of Chen Fan's antelope, it is a wonderful punch. Takeshi Hiroshi has the same look as before. The water breaks in his hands, and at the speed of the snail, it seems to be a slow and quick knife.

This knife is still in the void, and it changes continuously seventeen or eight times, and finally turns into a perfect knife ring. The knife circle has a huge circle and is covered with his whole body. It is like a Tai Chi, with a peaceful Zen. The martial arts came to the realm of the Wugong Hongyi, and all the martial arts were really handy. The martial arts on earth can be clear to him almost at a glance.

"Boom!"

The boxing sword once again intersected, the knife ring was broken, and Wu Gonghong retired three or four steps. The hand interrupted the water and trembled as if it were to be broken. Chen Fan’s fist is not much stronger than before, but the skill of the boxing method is beyond the imagination of Wu Gonghong. Let him lose any skill, and finally he can only beat Chen Fan.

With the physical strength, he obviously fell in absolute disadvantage.

"Yes, come back!"

Chen Fan shouted, shaking the night sky, long hair drifting, black hunting, the real yuan boiling, the eyes of the green mans skyrocketing, the war is angry. He embraced his hands, as if the night sky of Tokyo was surrounded by his arms, and he was holding on to the moon, mixed with the enthusiasm, and hit the sky.

"Zhenwu thirty-six style, the first type, the sky hammer!"

The air is so strong that the sky turns over and the blue light shines. Wu Gonghong is as sinking as water, and the spirit of internal strength has risen to a very high level. The long knife in his hand seems to be as heavy as a pound, slowly drawing a circle, and pulling Chen Fan's peerless punch. The strong hit is that he is not willing to greet.

"Hey!"

After taking a few steps back, Takeuchi Hiroshi fell into the Tokyo Tower and punched a large piece of iron. Chen Fan immediately deceived himself, his hands open like a bird's wing, a volley cut, and a blue light like a sword.

"The second type, hanging clouds."

The blue ray was cut in the air, and Wu Gonghong had a knife in front and smashed it out, squatting in the center of two cyan rays. The violent explosion exploded and he had to be forced to take a walk.

"The third type, the virtual earthquake!"

Chen Fan did not stop at all, continued to punch out, and the void shook. Wu Gong Hongyi looked more and more low, and then lifted the knife and then retreated.

"The fourth type, the dragon is changing!"

"The fifth style, stepping on the steps!"

"The seventh type, broken mountain river!"

Ps: The fifth is more, the author continues to write the sixth more o (n_n) o (to be continued.)