Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Tiangang sneered: "The village of Tuqiu was originally mine. I won't get any benefit from the hill. If I lose, I have to give up the position of the village. Do you think this gambling is fair?"

Not waiting for the Wang Yuan interface, Yang Xi on the other side is not angry and rejoicing: "So the third child are you willing to gamble?"

Wang Yuan also smiled and said: "Okay, as long as the third brother is willing to gamble, bet you!"

Yang Tiangang sneered a sneer, flashed his sarcasm in his eyes, saying: "That's good, the hill is now being repaired and it is almost going to the military. I am also trying to raise the spiritual material for his refining, since the brother-in-law is willing to help. I heard that my brother-in-law had got a piece of Tian Huangshi after doing this bluestone guard. Oh, if this battle hill is lucky, I don’t know if my brother-in-law can cut love?"

Wang Yuanyi, then dumbfounded, said: "The third brother is really valued on the hill, a piece of Tianhuang Lingshi, it is to give the hill, why not, then it is gambling!"

Under the gambling agreement, Yang Junshan in the court has taken the lead in attacking Wang Yuan.

When Yang Junshan’s offensive came out, the whole person’s momentum was like a hungry tiger, and the faces of several martial arts masters who watched the war showed amazement. This kind of momentum only kills people who have seen blood, in life and death. The talents who have swam through the edge may have it. Yang Junshan is now only a fifteen-year-old boy. Where is the strong suffocation?

Yang Junshan punched out and did not have the slightest spell condensation. It was just a khaki-colored aura punching out against Wang Hao’s shoulder.

Wang Hao apparently did not think that Yang Junshan would attack him with this most primitive use of Aura, but the power of such an attack is obviously not in his eyes, but it saves the spiritual cohesion spell condensation, making the speed extremely Fast, it can almost be said that the law is free.

Such an attack now condenses the spells to resist the obvious fuss. If it is backward and dodge, it seems to be a battle. The disciples of the heavenly ancestors can’t resist even a fist. Let people laugh at it?

The thoughts in my heart flickered, and Wang Hao’s palms pushed forward. It was also the two auras that condensed outward into a layer of light. He eventually chose the most primitive way of fighting for Aura.

boom!

In the east courtyard, it was like a big gunshot. A gust of wind slammed around the center of the two people, and several children who had not yet started to practice were blown to the ground.

Wang Shuo noticed that it was not good at the moment when the two men’s fists collided with each other. The strength and spiritual strength of Yang Junshan’s fists in the fists far exceeded his expectations. The previous melee seemed to It did not cause too much consumption for Yang Junshan.

Wang Hao’s spiritual power flowed, and he tried to stabilize his body shape. However, Yang Junshan’s fist power was completely above him. In desperation, Wang Hao had to retreat, but at the same time his hands were sealed and the body’s spiritual power re-agglomerated. To cast this spell.

However, just as he turned back, he noticed that a strange force had been covered on him. At the moment he stepped back, this force was even involved in the opposite direction, as if he did not want him to retreat. same.

Wang Hao’s dark road was not good, and the speed of the seal in his hand was speeding up. But the black shadow flashed in front of him. Yang Junshan was once again chased up like a skeleton, and it was a fist, and the three-footed fist was on the verge of him. Body.

Wang Hao had no choice but to disperse the spell that was condensing, and his feet flashed a little. This time he no longer cares about the reputation of Yan Tianzong. If he does not retreat, he will have no chance to condense spells.

However, just as he was retreating, the force that just seemed to be pulled again appeared. He could only retreat two feet away from the toe of the toe, but only under the traction of this traction. After opening a mile away, the wind is blowing, Yang Junshan has once again caught up with the shadows, and it is a fist!

This time, Wang Hao finally realized that he had fallen into the calculations of others from the very beginning. The strange traction force not only bound himself, but also pulled Yang Junshan to catch up with the direction and speed of his dodge. .

Yang Junshan was so entangled in the tactics of stalking, but he was also helpless at a time. Wang Hao was also angry at this time. He saw Yang Junshan punching. This time he is not dodging and no longer resists, but the same A fist punched the fist and slammed into the fist of Yang Junshan.

Pair of punches!

Hula La, the East Court once again had a violent wind, and the ground that had been devastated before suddenly became a dusty fog, and at the moment when the dust was rising, "咔吧" came out with a faint scream, followed by It was a sigh.

Wang Yuan’s face changed, and he walked toward the East House, but was stopped by Yang Tiangang on the other side. Wang Yuan glared away, but he heard Yang Tian’s faint voice: “No need to panic, the hill is measured!”

Wang Yuan’s face faded, but it was still gloomy and terrible, because the results of this test may not be seen by the dust and fog, but it is simply not the spiritual knowledge of the monks.

Although this result has surprised many people, what really surprises everyone is the way in which the two of the ninth monks in the mortal world are determined to win.

As the dust gradually dissipated, the shapes of Yang Junshan and Wang Shuo gradually appeared, and the two men had already opened their feet far apart by two feet. Yang Junshan looked calm, while the opposite Wang Hao was the left hand. Holding the right fist, the face flashed a little distorted color from time to time, seeming to endure the pain.

"Cousin, let me go!"

Yang Junshan's tone is calm, and there is no such thing as a self-satisfied look.

Wang Hao nodded and said: "The four cousins ​​are superb, and the little brother is willing to go down!"

Lost, Wang Hao actually lost!

Wang Hao actually lost in this way. The two monks who practiced the immortality had three rounds of battle, and even a spell had not been displayed. In such a funny way, the victory and defeat came out!

Yang Tianshou and others felt that it was incredible. However, they did not know that it was not Wang Hao who did not want to cast spells. Instead, from the beginning to the end, Yang Junshan did not give him the opportunity to cast spells, forcing him to use this kind of aura. The most primitive and primitive way to decide the outcome.

Shi Xianshu, Shi Xianshu, the fifth most important person in the world can cast spells, but after all, it can't be like the martial arts monk, so even if the monk can cast spells out of thin air, it is just a mortal who will cast spells. Only the advanced martial arts will change this!

Wang Hao’s defeat in the hands of Yang Junshan was unexpectedly without the slightest disappointment. On the contrary, his determination to advance the martial arts was more urgent and firm.

Yang Junshan didn't know the thoughts of Wang Shuo's heart, but he saw that Wang Hao admittedly failed, and there was no shame and resentment of the losers. Instead, he looked at the person with a high look.

Outside the gate of the East Court, Wang Yuan’s hand was wiped at the waist, and the size of a fist was like a narrow mountain. Tian Huangshi appeared in his hand, throwing it toward Yang Tiangang, and then heading toward Yang Junshan in the East Courtyard. I glanced at it and turned away as soon as the sleeves turned.

Yang Yan looked at Yang Xi and his son who left with Wang Yuan and said: "The third child, do you say that your sister will speak and count?"

Yang Tian just glanced at the stone in his hand and said casually: "He can only speak on this piece of Tian Huangshi now!"

The East Court’s test ended, Yang Junshan took his younger brother and sister with Yang Tiangang to a small courtyard in the west house of the old house. Here was the place where Yang Tiangang lived in Qingshi Town. Yang Junping was somewhat familiar with this. Yang Junxin has no impression.

Although Yang Junshan’s family left, the courtyard still stayed. The original Yang Tianshou wanted to move in, but it was not achieved because of Yang Yan’s opposition. The courtyard was somewhat degraded because of no one living, even though the Yang family’s family was half a month. It may be cleaned up in ten days, but obviously it is also a perfunctory errand.

Yang Junshan inquired about the affairs of the ethnic group. Hearing Yang Tiangang’s remarks, Yang Junping jumped out first and said: “They are the foundations of the two brothers who want to win the house. How good the village is now being run by the village. They want to take it away without a word? Hey, what is the control of Yang’s money, and if you really want to come back, at most, it’s a treasurer!”

This is not only Yang Junshan, but also Yang Tiangang’s gaze to see his second child.

"Small two these two words are talking about the idea!" Yang Tian just happily spit a smoke circle, nodded with approval.

After Yang Junshan was surprised, he felt that he should get up. When he was alive, his second brother gradually became younger after he was getting older. It is often more reliable to see things and do things better than his older brother. Change, the family is all dead except him, the second brother's achievements will definitely exceed himself.

Yang Junshan also said: "The hilly villages are condensed with the hard work of the past five years. Where can people easily take it? I don't agree with it, but the four uncles still have the means of threats?"

Yang Tiangang nodded slightly, and threatened Wang Yuan’s threat in the ancestral hall through the matter of Mengyu County’s replacement of Xiong Changfeng’s real person in his village’s position and the previous bet in the East Court.

Yang Junshan heard that he had another piece of Tian Huangshi’s happy moment, but he still said: “There is now a general vein, and Wang Qian’s real person is seeking the morning Yu County magistrate. The thing in Tuqiu Village is not a grandson like Si Gu’s father. The generation can be the master, and the four uncles play the gun."

Yang Tiangang said with anxiety: "I know this thing, but if Xiong Changfeng really wants to be removed from my village as a county magistrate, then everything will be empty, and it is impossible to confront Tian Tianzong."

Yang Tiangang said that he saw that Yang Junshan was squatting with his fingers and wondering what was being calculated. He couldn’t help but say: "What is your kid’s count, how many days are there in your village?"

Yang Junshan looked up and smiled. "No, it’s a few days after counting the bears and the winds." But the baby found that he might have had a few days of county magistrates.