Chapter 430 Sword Technique

Time seemed to stagnate, an indescribable aesthetic feeling attracted the hearts of everyone except Coke. The willow branches are not long, at least they don’t look long. It seems that they can’t touch the Coke at all. But Coke is delicious, and at this moment, he has been blown down by the wind.

In the ears of Coke, it seemed as if the boat girl from West Lake was singing softly. Wu Nong's soft words and hazy raindrops gently wrapped around Coke's delicious heart. All steelmaking must be turned into soft fingers and twisted.

Coke is delicious. If he cannot get rid of Chen Qing's artistic conception, even if he does not need a gun, he will be defeated by willow branches. But although Coke is delicious, it can still be a little sober, but the power of this situation is too strong. This is not a storm, but slowly, gently, as the wind blows in, shines from the bottom of his heart.

Coke is delicious and understands that Chen Qing makes all the proud disciples of the law enforcement team obey. Because although Chen Qing is an ordinary person, his spiritual realm has surpassed the strengths of ordinary people. He is as good as water, and water does not fight for the benefits of all things. I don’t know how to play skills, Ding Ling’s heart suddenly said this.

Ding Lin had heard of this Tao Te Ching thousands of times, but at this time, it was like a flash of lightning that crossed the night sky, clearing Ding Lin's mind. Coke was delicious and knew that this was the so-called insight. When Xin Shu was learning martial arts, he said that Chinese martial arts had lost its true biography.

This is not because the elders do not say or pass on it, but because the recipes of Kung Fu are word-of-mouth. However, you are not in that field, not in that situation, carrying them on your back a thousand times, just looking at the moon in the fog, and in that situation, in a word, even a sound can let you see the sun.

Since it cannot be broken, we must break the game skills? The state of the mind is produced by the mind, and the best is like water. The mind is unbreakable. Why not follow the trend of the game skills? What about the south bank of the Yangtze River?

Ding Lin looked up at the floating willow branches, and his wrist sank slightly. With the cool Coke movement, the tip of the Panlong Gun flew upwards, making a crisp whistle, forming a sharp and deep contrast with the cool Coke sound, like the rotation of Yin and Yang. At this time, the gun turned into a dragon, and the low "singing" of Coke's delicious "singing" rolled like thunder, and the golden "color" tip just picked up the willow branches in front of the willow branches.

With a loud bang, the willow leaves were touched by a real ball of fire on the tip of the gun, and suddenly rolled up like a snake, standing up. The Coke is delicious and rising, and continues to move forward. The Panlong Spear is like an angry tornado, the fire is getting brighter and brighter, and it is dazzling under the dragon's neck. The spear tip is drawn in an arc, round, and rolling along the willow branches. It was like thunder, but a dull thunder sound came from the gun. The Coke is delicious and Qingyue's "yin" is very high, which reversed the situation just now, but there was no trace of melting.

"Okay!" Chen Qing's eyes became brighter, and the willow leaves slid down with the rolling of the gun. Like a small boat sweeping across the storm, the willow tree was lit by the flames of the real dragon gun, emitting a little golden light.

Chen Qing picked up the willow branches and turned it gently to round with Chen Qing. Although the sound of Coke's delicious gunshot did not weaken, as Chen Qing rotated gently, the heat and explosions gradually weakened, as if the thunderstorm gradually turned into drizzle. It was not until the rotation layer of the willow branches contracted in front of Chen Qing that the sound of Coke's delicious gunshots came to an end, and it was difficult to go further.

At this time, the world became quiet, and the delicious Coke slowly recovered the Dragon Spear, and a drop of sweat fell off Chen Qing's forehead.

In the internal communication of martial arts, disciples of the Devil Game Family often encounter things that break through the past realm. After all, actual combat is the best teacher, which is deeply rooted in the disciples of the Demon Cult. This hard contact and communication within the law enforcement team has become a daily habit for many people.

Although Coke is delicious, although he has experienced a cruel career in the Black Fist movement, there is still a huge gap with him. Although Ding Lin has the ability to restrain herself, she seems to have played well with those boxers. But in essence, these games do not pose a big threat to Coke's deliciousness at all.

The "color" of the sky is still calm, the entire forest is wrapped in silver, the sun shines, and the white snow shines in the opposite direction, immediately becoming more dazzling.

"It's great to go out so much innocence occasionally." A handful of snow felt the snowflakes slowly passing through his palms. The air conditioning shocked his heart. But I really envy you. Life is so leisurely that I can't help but want to live here for a longer time."

With a smile and gentleness

This time, a high-level demon sect group came to Earth and lived in Beijing. This brought Li Guangwu a huge reputation and many unexpected troubles. At least at this time, these spiritual sects have been hidden deep, and collectively brought great pressure to Beijing.

He could speak in front of Luo Ran, but he was not prone to offend these people. After all, the Devil Teacher has a great career and he was not considered a quiet little man at all. But the people asked him to interview were different. They might be worse than the Devil Cult and even his military zone, but giving him some trouble was enough to Li Guangwu's game skills.

Many demons stayed in Beijing as a group of warriors who were accustomed to practicing all day. In Beijing, a large military area, there are naturally a variety of practice fields. Therefore, these devil's disciples also brought a fresh wind to this ancient city from the highest point of the universe.

At least at this time, Bing is asleep and is excited to see the devil's disciple challenge Coke to be delicious. His status in the Demon Sect is impossible, but if he wants to deal with other disciples, he will not find a good opponent. Use this to test the strength of Coke's cousin so that they will have a standard when they meet in the future.

"Come on, come on, don't miss this opportunity!" Bingshi's sleeping water quickly preached to Coke: "This is a rare opportunity in a thousand years!"

Coke Haoyu took out the Dragon Spear and walked up from the water where I was sleeping. If there was no water where I was sleeping, he would go upstairs, because Coke Haoyu knew that his current practice was like sailing against the water. When the demon disciple who was challenged just now spoke, although no one felt it, Coke Haoyu knew that it had spiritual oppression on him, and only spiritual oppression on him.

"If that happens, please give me your advice." Coke Haoyu slowly unfolded the dragon claw in his hand, grabbed the tail of the gun with his right hand, and pointed the head of the gun gently to the ground in front of him. The fire at the tip of the gun instantly turned the stone on the ground into steam, leaving a small hole in the dew. Although the tip of the gun was hung, the gun seemed to be on the stone and had no effect.

"Is the fire inside? I haven't seen such a strange thing in a long time. It's amazing to be here this time.

Chen Qing, a disciple of the Devil Games family, stood up and saw this scene. His eyes were bright and dewdrops were on his face, which was a color of nostalgia for God. He slowly stretched, while other practitioners, including ice, were asleep, slowly retreated, leaving them with a lot of room to try.

The fire is sinister, fierce first, empty-handed to the bad guy. Chen Qing whispered, stretching his hand to his waist, and suddenly a green willow tree appeared in Chen Qing's hand.

Coke's good-tasting attention is now completely focused on his heart, but he opened all the "hair" holes to collect the movements around him. When the willow branches appeared, Coke's good-tasting felt that he was not underestimated. Because he clearly felt that as soon as the willow branches appeared, the power of wood and water gradually increased, and the willow branches gently swung in Chen Qing's hand, implicitly suppressing his firepower.

Without saying hello, the willow branches in Chen Qing's hand seemed to be blown by the wind, slowly drifting towards the coke delicious, yes, yes. At this time, Chen Qing seemed to turn into a huge willow tree. The willow branches grew naturally. They drew a soft arc in the air. They seemed to have no smoke or reluctantly cut into the air.

The willow leaves on the willow trees take various forms, as if they are integrated with the air. At this moment, there is no sight of the openness of the small mountains, and no soul falls to the southeast. At this moment, this place transforms into an elegant and gentle Jiangnan. The moist apricot flowers and rain water blows the cold willow wind, which is hazy, gentle, soft knot, and peaceful soul excitement.

No matter where you go, or you live in a game skills-like life. The most important thing is your mentality. Face life positively, no matter what you experience game skills, you are full of fighting spirit.”

His whole body trembled, and the past returned to "shaking", instantly penetrating his soul. The whole person was shocked by the scene in front of him. His eyes were "confused" at the snow all over the mountains and fields, and his heart gradually "swayed".

The spiritual energy seemed to have found this organization and frantically integrated into the colorless body of the main body of the nun courtyard. This process continued. The spiritual spirit of the entire mountain forest was plundered, and a spiritual vortex formed on the head of the main body of the Wuguang Temple, and it continued to penetrate it.

Looking at the matte monastery master standing in front of him, there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes. As his hands swung softly, a blurred black "color" circle was thrown to the ground.

"Game skills?"

"Card!" As Murong Rourou sighed, the fantasy rocking chair also broke into nothingness. But at this time, he had not noticed these things. This was something he had never heard of.

Is the game skill a gun? It is the king of weapons. Although there are many sword immortals, most practitioners will choose swords as their swords, but this is not because the gun is not strong, but because the swords are easy to carry and easy to make. When the practitioners reach a certain level, they have great power in every move and every throw. As weapons used by practitioners, they cannot be born with weakness. If they are just ordinary wooden guns, it goes without saying that they cannot tolerate the overall tremor of the practitioners.

If they are all made of high-quality materials, not to mention that they consume too much material, then the energy consumed by making them is incomparable to the energy consumed by ordinary swords. The smaller the, the easier it is to refine and the larger the difficulty of maintaining uniformity of mass naturally increases in geometric stages. In addition to being easy to carry, the price ratio of "sex" is also good, and swords can be compared with swords in weapons. As for practitioners who like swords for game skills, it is also very simple, because swords are more elegant. From a practical point of view, the killing spirit of swords is still too heavy, which will more or less affect the user's mood.

But this does not mean that guns are bad. On the contrary, there are too few guns suitable for practitioners and too expensive. Although there are not many practitioners using guns, everyone is a master. Everyone here is a master, and this vision is equal.

Murong Rourou's game skills are also a legendary martial art in the game world, but to be honest, I still have to thank the novel for his name. As a descendant of Murong Rourou, Li Guangwu himself also knows that "shooting" game skills in the dark is the most powerful thing.

Therefore, Murong Rourou's descendants were not only famous martial arts game skills, but also the one who was most proficient in secret techniques. Although Murong Rourou is famous, his status in the game world is still a bit awkward, because no one likes to plan for others, especially those who are planned. They do not blame themselves for neglecting defense, but for the other party being sinister and despicable.

In the game world, Li's family also suffered from eye rolling. If he hadn't been to the army, he would not have really become the ruler of a large area of ​​Beijing in this turbulent era.

While whispering, a light flashed, and a heavy rain suddenly appeared near Murong Rourou, but it was natural and unparalleled. The extremely fast speed did not actually cause the air to burst. The air around it flowed softly and slowly, just like the rain here committed suicide.

Murong Rourou looked at the temple owner quietly, without "color". The ordinary face was constantly changing, sometimes thinking, sometimes falling in love, and sometimes deciding... The transformation technology of colorless faces has obviously reached a very high level.

For a moment, they fell into contemplation and the whole mountain seemed to be quiet. Apart from the spiritual whistle, it broke due to extreme density.

The knowledge of the entire ocean is like a riot, a stream of spiritual energy is squeezed out, and the only remaining trace of spiritual consciousness is to rotate quickly and absorb spiritual energy continuously. But now, the owner of the temple has no "color", "mysterious", ignorant, and does not know what is meant.

I don’t know how long it took for the owner of this temple to feel that his whole body was shaken, his soul burst, and he made a dull sound. At the same time, endless breathing surrounded the entire ocean. The soul was torn apart, and the heart of the temple owner without "color" immediately returned to the sea, and the feeling of the patriarch of the family came back.
Chapter completed!