Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 19: Pure element work

Chapter XIX Pure Element Gong

Which one do you choose?

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, and soon had a choice. She reached out and picked up Jin Yangong, her own secret recipe.

There are reasons to make such a choice. Compared with attacking and defensive martial arts, martial arts and martial arts are more suitable for survival. You must know that martial arts in the world are all invincible, but only break fast. When the speed reaches a certain level, the enemy has not hit At you, you have already hurt the opponent, which is not more powerful than any attack martial art. Taking a step back, even if you can't beat the other party, you can use the extraordinary speed to escape, while the defense martial arts can hold for a while, but can not hold it forever.

As for Inch Walk, Eight Steps to Cicada and Jin Yangong's three-door martial arts, why did you choose Jin Yangong alone? Ye Chen didn't have much thought, it was just a feeling.

The martial arts cheats have been selected, and the next step is the exercises.

"What do you mean? This iron work is my first concern." Just then, there was a sudden noise next to the third row of bookshelves.

Ye Chen knew who she was when she heard the voice. She curiously walked out from between the bookshelves and looked at the voice.

There are two people standing ten steps away. One is handsome and handsome. He is only thirteen years old and looks slightly immature. He is not Zhang Haoran and who is new. The other is seventeen or eighteen years old and wearing yellow The clothes are strong and the shape is strong. The arms are thicker than Zhang Haoran's arms, the Chinese character face, the square chin, but the eyes are very slender, and the cold light is shining, like a complex of tigers and poisonous snakes.

The dispute between the two originated from a high-level defensive martial art 'Iron Clothes Gong'. This martial art is not high-grade, but it is quite practical and efficient. The popularity is no less than the top-level martial art. Zhang Haoran wanted to take it back. Cultivation makes it possible to make up for the lack of defense, but unexpectedly it was snatched by the other party when it arrived, and at last it gave him a glance, meaning fast rolling. Where Zhang Haoran could bear the anger, he immediately became angry.

The boy in the yellow suit laughed and said, "An outside student dares to be so arrogant, so go home and feed!"

Zhang Haoran's face was gloomy. "Don't think that I don't know who you are, Huang Bingwen, seventeen years old, in the early days of condensing the real world, the second master of the main city of Qingfeng City."

"Just know!" Huang Bingwen looked proud.

"Well, I was only seventeen years old when I condensed the real world. I'm so embarrassed to show off. What qualifications do you have to be crazy in front of me?" Zhang Haoran uttered a shock.

When these words were spoken, the onlookers were talking.

"This person is Zhang Haoran! No wonder I dare to confront Huang Bingwen, but the tone is sharp enough, I'm afraid it will offend many people."

"The thirteen-year-old peak of the thirteen-year-old practice atmosphere, if he can break through to the real world by the end of the year, will be the top five genius of Liu Yunzong."

"Huang Bingwen is afraid of kicking the iron plate. I heard that Zhang Haoran was very optimistic about Elder Liu inside the door. Even the top-level martial arts tiger roaring dragon fist made an exception for him to practice."

Huang Bingwen heard that the surrounding sounds were not good-looking, and said eeriely: "Boy, you have a kind, don't you dare to be arrogant just because of the relationship?"

"Joke, I need Zhang Haoran to rely on the relationship. I dare to make a bet. Two months later, they will face each other in the martial arts square. The loser admits to the other party." Zhang Haoran threw another bombshell.

Huang Bingwen and all the inside disciples are all in shock. What a joke, an outside disciple should challenge the inside disciple.

"Okay, okay, as you wish, I will be Huang Bingwen." Although he lost his identity with an outside disciple, he only needs to easily defeat the other party. At that time, others must feel that Zhang Haoran is ignorant of the high ground, and Will not blame him.

Oh!

Zhan Haoran went back downstairs without reaching back to retrieve the Iron Clothes Gong Cheats from Huang Bingwen.

Huang Bingwen's face is iron-blue, and an unknown fire has nowhere to go. When he finds that there is an outsider disciple on the second floor, he drank, "... what to see."

Ye Chen froze. I didn't expect that she became the other's airbag. My heart was annoyed, and my mouth froze coldly, "Eyes are on my face. Where do I need your approval?"

As soon as this remark came out, the inner disciples who were on the sidelines were surprised again. What was going on? This year, the outer disciples were more arrogant than the previous one. They said that they had reached at least the tenth-level peak of the training atmosphere. There is also an elder support from the inside door. This one is in the middle of the sixth floor of the practice atmosphere. It is not well known. No one knows it, but the tone is not lower than Zhang Haoran.

Huang Bingwen was crazy, his clothes covered himself with no wind, and the dark brown light came out from his body, exuding infinite pressure, and it seemed he was going to shoot.

"Huang Bingwen, what are you doing, know where is this place?" one of the black-haired and black-haired inner disciples reprimanded.

Huang Bingwen hit a jerk. He almost forgot that this is the Wuji Pavilion. It is forbidden to do it by hand. Once found, he will be severely punished. He will not be allowed to enter the Wuji Pavilion for half a year.

Holding away his anger, Huang Bingwen looked at Ye Chen fiercely and threatened: "I want you to look good out of Wu Ji Ge."

Ye Chen frowned. This person is almost like a crazy dog. He bites when he catches someone, but his strength is relatively low, and he can't beat the other person. If he doesn't want a solution, he will definitely lose.

Make a decision, Ye Chen raised his head, "I also make a bet with you, two months later, they will go to the martial arts square to face off, whoever loses to the other party admits wrong, dare not dare."

As if it were thunderous on a sunny day, Huang Bingwen was holding his own.

"Ha!" It seems that when he heard the funniest joke, Huang Bingwen pointed at Ye Chen and said, "Only you, do you think you can hit me in two months? It's just delusion."

"Why are you afraid?"

"... I know that you drove me, why don't you dare, just two months later to teach you and that Zhang Haoran together." Huang Bingwen is still a bit patient, he knows that the more you hold back the desire, the happier you will be when it breaks Anyway, two months will soon pass.

"That being the case, then I won't bother you." The quarter of an hour is about to pass, and Ye Chen has to choose a practice method. How dare you waste time.

Looking at Ye Chen's back, other inner disciples showed interest, hoping that two months would come soon, maybe they could see an interesting scene.

Beside the bookshelf of the practice method category, Ye Chen carefully made his choice.

"Six Yang Gong, Zhigang Zhiyang!"

"Withered wooden tactics, with a restrained breath and silence!"

"Liyun is strong, the inner air runs extremely fast, with fire!"

"Xiaotian Xinggong, to be small and broad, pure inner Qi!"

There are not many practice methods, but Ye Chen has also dazzled. There are all kinds and even some more partial methods.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Ye Chen is anxious. If you don't hurry, time is up.

He is upset and picks up a cheat book. Ye Chen's eyes are fixed. There is even a cheat book under this exercise method, which seems to be unintentionally placed below.

Three bold characters are written on the cover of the cheats, "Pure Yuan Gong!"