Sui Tian Gou Chapter 319: Two feet

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Suddenly, the battle report flew like snow flakes. Yi Jing and others had just fought a battle during the day, and the joy of victory and the atmosphere of being suppressed by the army was completely gone.

Just as Yi Jing and the others were trying to think hard about their strategy against the enemy, it was strange that such a number one suddenly broke in. Yi Jing was not overjoyed.

After the salute, Yi Jing asked the Kyushu beggar bluntly, "Since the senior has a good plan, why not say it immediately, so that the younger generation can refer to it, if it is really possible to break the soul-seeking army. The senior is my Los Angeles city. The first hero in the battle of defending the city. The kid is willing to hand over the main seal of the city lord. The seniors will take control of this city."

"Huh." The old beggar digs his nose and squeezes into the chair among several Wuhun commanders.

Several Wuhuns commanded the young Shiqian. They hadn't even heard of the old man's name, when the Kyushu beggar sat next to them. A strange smell spread immediately. Make them cover their noses and avoid them.

The beggar of Kyushu didn't think he was disgusted, but made a cut, cocked one foot, digging with enjoyment.

Except for Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan, everyone frowned.

Zhan Guan said like a mosquito next to Lord City Lord Yi Jing, "This old guy is so unidentified. I guess he came here to cheat and drink! Lord City Lord, why do you respect him so much? If you change Being me, I have blasted him out a long time ago."

Yi Jing smiled lightly, "A superior is a superior. He has lived at an age. He is older than your grandfather. The world you have seen may be wider than all the people here combined. Wuhun combat skills You can basically describe the state of being invincible. For such a person, the city lord must go to court even if he becomes a trouser. Learn to learn! Young man, he will never let us down."

The last few words of Yi Jing deliberately raised his voice, and the Kyushu beggar was content to eavesdrop on, and kept tilting his head and nodding and smiling.

Ba Fengnan has a temper. Although the old beggar is full of mystery, Brother Yi Jing has invited him several times. The other party cherished the broom, and immediately said angrily, "Kyushu beggar, what exactly do you intend to do. Since you said there are good ways to destroy the enemy, why don't you refuse to say it. Yi Shao has already begged you several times. You, an old thing, actually cherish the broom. Waiting for the price is simply horrible. I am the first to refuse to accept you."

"Qiang!" He actually pulled out the sword of the sky in front of all the leaders, and in front of Yi Jing.

The beggars of Kyushu didn’t even look at him. "Boy, I heard that Shahai Ghost Town has recently produced a young master who has achieved great martial arts combat skills. The old man sat on a chair with his eyes closed to pick you up. How."

"Hahahaha." Ba Fengnan laughed, since he practiced the ghost sand sword skill. No one has ever dared to give him an invitation to challenge him so arrogantly.

With his martial arts combat skills at the moment, in the entire Martial Soul Continent, among a generation like them. Ba Fengnan's combat skills. At least one of the best.

Not to mention that Ba Fengnan grew up among the sand bandits in the ghost town of Shahai. It's like a hemlock growing on a cliff. I have endured all kinds of harsh environments since I was young.

Since he became famous, he has used his intrepid style and almost instant-kill Wuhun combat skills. Rise to fame and spread overseas.

At this moment, he suddenly heard that the beggar of Kyushu was about to sit on a chair, and he closed his eyes to pick up his ghost sand martial arts martial arts, it was the first time he heard it, and he couldn't help but laugh. Standing with the sword at the same time, with a pair of eyes containing the murderous intent of the deep cold, to the surrounding people including Yi Jing, "I want to kill the Fengnan, let me avoid it."

Yi Jing always looked with a smile from beginning to end. At this moment, since the beggars of Kyushu have challenged Ba Fengnan, Ba Fengnan has ignited his fighting spirit. Everything is like an arrow on the string and I have to send it.

Since this is the case, why do I want to stop it instead of letting them have a good fight.

If the beggar of Kyushu, like Zhan Guan and other Wuhun leaders suspected, he was just an old **** who cheated and cheated. So dying under Ba Fengnan's Sky Sword would not wrong him at all.

If the other party's true identity is indeed the legendary master martial arts master, then Yi Jing should worry about Ba Fengnan, not the other party.

Therefore, from two aspects. Yi Jingjing has no reason to oppose this contest.

It's just that there is always a doubt in his mind. As a senior master, a master-level martial arts master. The other party just sat in a chair to pick up Yi Jing's brilliant trick, which was nothing. Ba Fengnan is not ashamed, and it won't hurt his face when he spreads it out.

But the opponent must not only sit on a chair, but also blindfold Feng Nan's ghost sand martial arts sword skills.

So outrageous, it can be described as appalling.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. The leaders of the martial arts all stepped aside, and someone was already whispering, placing heavy bets to buy win or lose.

This is the tradition of Wuhun Continent. Even as their city lord, Yi Jing can't oppose everyone's betting on winning or losing.

"I bought one hundred thousand soul coins, and lost, it was assumed that I had been in command of the Los Angeles Army for a year."

"I bought 300,000 yuan, bet one to pay three, and Master Ba Feng Nan wins."

"Well, I am optimistic about him, too."

When Ba Feng Nan stood with his sword, the invisible spirit of martial arts had already forced his body out, rushing to the Kyushu beggar who was sitting in a chair and drinking tea with his eyes closed calmly. This old man seemed to be born deaf and blind. He seemed to be indifferent to this very domineering spirit of martial arts, and he didn't even feel its existence at all.

"Hey." Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were surprised at the same time.

There are only two that can explain this reason. One is that the opponent's martial spirit combat skill realm has indeed reached the realm of heaven and human. Can be immune to the power of martial arts lower than one's own.

Another reason is that the opponent is indeed blind and deaf, and the powerful murderous aura exuding from the Qi machine and opponent does not have any effect on such a person.

The doubts in Ba Fengnan's heart continue to expand, and his willingness to make moves has become stronger and stronger.

"Qiang!" The sword of the sky came out, and Ba Fengnan tried his best to use his unreserved ghost sand sword skill. Under the combination of human and sword, with the help of the domineering martial soul, it violently attacked the opponent.

For such a move, even if it is against Yi Jing, he must evade and find a countermeasure.

Never know the Kyushu beggar, not only did not leave the chair, but the tea in his hand was also steadily delivered to his lips. When the sword of the sky pierced his chest. Just drink the first fragrant tea.

"Well, the taste is so-so, this water should be heavy water, not fresh, not fresh."

"Old Piff, you dare to lean on the old and sell the old in front of me, I beheaded your stinky head."

The chuckling martial spirit sword aura is like the hair of a spring thunder and the rise of a tsunami. Full of overbearing meaning of expansion, the point where the sword point pointed was the place where Ba Fengnan's martial arts power concentrated most, not to mention the throat of a mortal fetus. Even if it is a golden stone, it will be pierced into a huge hole.

It's just that when Ba Fengnan's sky sword hits the throat of the Kyushu beggar. This special and mysterious old man. He just turned his fingertips slightly, and clamped the opponent's Sky Sword with the little finger of his right hand.

And the powerful murderous air radiating from Ba Fengnan's body disappeared into the invisible in an instant. What happened in the middle? While watching the battle, Yi Jing was engrossed and had a brilliant vision. Did not see clearly.

According to the truth, a super master below the ninth level of the martial arts realm is even a first-class martial artist at the junior master level. Make a move. No matter how fast, he couldn't escape the sharp eyes of the Wuhun monk.

Dong Zhuo came in person during the 300 rounds of the battle against Chen Nengjin in Fengfu.

Now Yi Jing feels from the bottom of his heart that the beggar in front of him has a martial art and combat skill level, which seems to be higher than Dong Zhuo.

Could it be said that his martial arts combat skills have been cultivated to the state of no phase? Only this kind of explanation can make sense of the phenomenon just now.

Bao Fengnan called for the wind to call for the rain, holding the sword of the sky like a thunderbolt, and was instantly caught by his little fingers with his eyes closed. Can't break free, such a weird thing, don't talk about the Luocheng Wuhun commander who is sitting. Even Yi Jing himself. It is also unseen, unheard of.

Bao Fengnan is so outrageous that he can maintain his consistent style even if he receives a huge blow.

When he was hunted down by his enemies, brothers Ba Fengnan and Ton Cole had seen his toughness.

At this moment, when Ba Fengnan made his first move with all his strength, he was given "a dead spot" by his opponent. The sword of the sky that helped him become famous was actually caught by one of the opponent's fingers, and he even drew it. It is a great shame not to be able to extract it.

"Ah." Ba Fengnan yelled, and the power of the martial arts in his body was sent to his right hand. The sword of the sky, which was bent, began to stand up slowly.

"Uh, haha, you are a puppy, don't hurry up to beg for mercy."

Like an old naughty boy, the beggar of Kyushu closed his eyes and pulled away the opponent’s sword of the sky. With his bare feet, he wanted to jump down and jump like water, and he kept stomping. It seemed that nothing happened. It's more fun than playing with young masters like Ba Fengnan.

While Yi Jing was shocked, he was greatly admired. Now, he finally confirmed the identity of the other party in his heart.

This scruffy old man in tattered clothes really seems to be the legendary top martial artist.

An inexplicable reverence rose in his heart, and he looked at him enthusiastically.

When the sword of the sky was completely straightened, the sword of the sky suddenly let go, and then took a set of very dense palms. The power of the martial soul uses palm strength to directly take the opponent's joints and throats and other vitals. It is poisonous and yin, and the face does not leave hands. It seems that if you don't kill the opponent, you will never give up with the outrageous taste. Yi Jing frowned.

"Brother Bafeng, don't hurt seniors."

Before his voice sounded, the Kyushu **** beggar flew his feet, and the first leg turned into a phantom. He didn't know how to break into the dense martial arts palm of the opponent, and stepped firmly on Ba Fengnan's. On the left clavicle. The second foot, the figure with a hunched back, rolled around like a violent sand, and kicked at Ba Fengnan.