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Chapter 1220 1220: Young people don’t respect martial ethics (Part 2) [Please vote](2/2)

He wiped his face with his right palm, raised his head and looked at the battle in the air, his heart still agitated. Qi Cang never expected that Cheng Yaojin's real identity was actually Gong Yang Yongye! Young people of this generation have a deep respect for Gong Yang.

Yongye had little impression, but Qi Cang was born not many years after Gongyang Yongye retired.

At that time, Gongyang Yongye was still one of the most powerful men in the Southwest Continent, and the rumors about him never stopped.

Forgot to mention, this person is also Qi Cang's idol.

I remember when I was playing house when I was young, the role of Gong Yang Yongye could only be played by the most powerful peers. Qi Cang was lucky enough to play the role several times. There was one detail that he remembered particularly deeply -

The weapon Gongyang Yongye is good at is Mo Dao.

When encountering an "enemy general" on horseback, as long as there is not much difference in strength between the two sides, the actor only needs to grab the branch representing the Baigui Mo Dao, catch up with the "enemy general" and shout, "Watch grandpa kill you, you will be killed."

", you can win the "first level", it can be said that there is no disadvantage! Times have changed, and young people many years later can't remember that there was such a general star. Qi Cang also made some achievements in martial arts. At this time, he saw

The idol of my childhood.

For a time, thousands of thoughts came to my mind.

He was instantly pulled back to the past, and he felt a little disappointed in addition to sighing - he couldn't see the essence of Gong Yang Yongye!

The essence of a warrior’s indomitable spirit!

Mo Dao, who lost it, also fell from the altar of invincibility!

"Come again——"

Gong Xiqiu didn't hesitate to take his own life. He used the dragon's head, body and tail as a spear and shield, and hit the herb gatherer without blinking an eye. His blood was flowing wildly in his veins, his eyes were scarlet, and he only had one thought left in his heart -

Tear this jumping insect to pieces!

The medicine collector and his two brothers have passed more than a hundred tricks.

I have confidence in my heart.

Hualong's reckless junior was stronger than him, and the one who came after him was more dexterous, and he had the upper hand in other aspects. The main reason why he couldn't take it down was that the two of them had a perfect tacit understanding, and they were one and the same, relaxed.

, one fast and one slow, one heavy and one light, alternating with each other, causing his advantage to be blocked and unable to take advantage in the hands of his brothers.

This is not the most uncomfortable thing.

The most uncomfortable thing is that although we clearly have the strength to capture the two brothers, we are unable to break the deadlock and have to waste it.

The problem does not lie with the enemy, but with himself.

He couldn't find the momentum he needed to wield Mo Dao, and the strength he could display was only half of his peak. At this point, he wanted to kill Gong Xiqiu, who was forcibly promoted to the 19th-level Guannei Hou, and his strength was at the 17th-level Si.

It’s not easy for the brother of the concubine of Che!

At least, it's difficult to create a good opportunity to kill.

Not only him, but brother Gong Xiqiu also knew this.

Gong Xiqiu was rude and taunted: "Tsk, this old guy only has this ability, and he really lived a hundred years in vain. Otherwise, you should stop playing with knives. The knife in your hand is really useless. I feel really wronged by you..."

The master's mind is filled with dust, his sharpness is gone, and his blade is dull.

Such a dull knife cannot kill anyone!

"Young people are arrogant!"

The herb collector became more and more frantic. He slashed out the Baigui Mo Dao in his hand, and Jimo Qiu and Gong Xiqiu's dragon body was the cornerstone of the battlefield. The bodies of both parties were as fast as lightning, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch the landing point of the figure. He

Each blow was faster than the other, and each blow was harder than the last. The light from the collision between the gun shadow and the knife shadow lit up densely in the sky, which was extremely brilliant.

"Eat my saliva!"

After all, a dragon is a dragon. Even a dragon that has not completely transformed into a dragon still has the ability to stay under the radar. There is no future by just running rampant. While Gong Xiqiu is familiar with the current dragon and python body, he is changing his tricks for the herb collector.

Tim Du. The brothers alternated offense and defense again. He suddenly opened his mouth and breathed out dragon breath, and a string of fireworks that could almost burn half of the sky into crimson poured out——

After vomiting, Gong Xiqiu felt that his body had been hollowed out.

Jimo Qiu was also forced back by the heat wave of flames.

Raising your hands, you create a barrier to block the heat that causes your skin to burn.

At the same time, he helplessly looked in the direction of the medicine collector who was sprayed by the fire, and said: "A Nian, the next control point."

This kind of flame cannot be extinguished by ordinary rain, and can burn everything in the world. It is one of the nemesis of the turbid things in the world.

Control the size of the range and don’t waste what shouldn’t be wasted.

Across the barrier of martial energy, Jimo Qiu's cheeks were burned hot, and he felt a little uncomfortable, but Gong Xiqiu was on the contrary. Surrounded by these flames, he felt like he was soaking in a hot spring. It was just right, not too hot, not too hot.

The physical weakness from overdraft was relieved.

If the situation didn't allow it, he would have wanted to swim into the sea of ​​fire and wallow.

"Brother, was he burned to death?"

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

"Listen first!"

Jimo Qiu watched as the scope of the sea of ​​fire gradually shrank toward the central area. The spear in his hand turned into martial energy and was put into his palm. The other hand turned into a wooden staff, and the high priest's robe replaced the martial armor. His eyes became more solemn: "Good news.

The fire you breathed was not wasted, it burned people, but the bad news is - it burned the demons in people's hearts."

Didn't Gong Xiqiu always complain that Baigui Mo Dao didn't have the fierce momentum to move forward? Hahaha, now he has it!

As if to confirm what he said——

The ink light split the sea of ​​​​fire, and the two sides of the flame separated.

|ω`)
Chapter completed!
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