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Tight body and secret force seem to be trying to restrain themselves from destroying your modest opponent’s training.
Xiaorui held back. What else can others say?
Qin Xiao withdrew his feet in a passive manner, glancing at the corner from time to time, hoping that Xiaorui would make up his mind to get involved in the battle early.
"Don’t worry about it. Your brother Jun Qian is not so easy to lose." Jun gave her a crazy look and looked at Jun Qian like others.
Jun Qian doesn’t care whether he wins or loses, even if he is injured or not, it will affect his practice. This is a necessary experience for growth, which he knows as well as Xiao Rui.
Almost everyone refrained from going to help.
Xiaoji has turned a circle and sent everyone to Huo Jiujian’s abode of fairies and immortals and returned to Huo Jiujian.
"The master has sent them to the abode of fairies and immortals, and they have been put to sleep, injured and fed Dan medicine to help them absorb the medicine. No one is in danger," he said to Huo Jiujian.
"Hard work" Huo Jiujian took out a pack of snacks from the nano-crystal and stuffed it into Xiaoji. "Eat slowly and I have more here."
When Huo Jiujian took out the snack, Xiaorui suddenly turned to look at the package of snacks. "What is this?" It doesn’t look like ordinary cakes as familiar as the fragrance.
"Three elders told me that he made a special trip to the Dan furnace in Zongmen." Huo Jiujian thought about it. "At that time, he didn’t say anything special, but since it was made by the Dan furnace and absorbed a lot of medicinal materials less, I tasted something that really happened. Please forgive me if I took it out at this time to comfort Xiao Ji."
Smell speech small core wind his one eye, "I’m just asking if these snacks are all" she mumbled and looked at Jun Qian battle figure intently.
Jun Qian didn’t let him down. The first pike seemed to come from the ground and suddenly rushed up from Jun Qian’s side. It forcefully smashed the knife gas and shattered a cold mountain. The pike seemed to suddenly realize that it was a sword to really resist the sword.
Nighthawk still didn’t react and felt that the whole arm was sore with weakness, and the broadsword was abruptly bounced back. Another sharp edge rushed straight at the other, and immediately stepped back cautiously and looked at Jun Qian warily.
Jun Qian also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. If the other party fights with him, he will be broken by a heavy knife sooner or later out of passive defense. I didn’t expect that the feeling of urgency and stress just now would make the other party give birth to a trace of fear and not continue to pursue, which also gave him a chance to breathe and adjust.
It’s an opportunity, but it’s only a moment, but when it’s over, the nighthawk has already realized that he’s alarmist, spurning his blunder and wielding a broadsword.
The broadsword came obliquely to Jun Qian, and Xuanli was ready to resist. Unexpectedly, the other party was empty and swaying. Suddenly, Ling turned around and kicked him. Jun Qian immediately resisted the horizontal sword and shook his foot open.
The nighthawk is quite flexible in shape and extremely fast. Suddenly, the broadsword cuts Jun Qian’s other faces. Suddenly, it punches or flies to beat Jun Qian. When Jun Qian is caught off guard, it is hard to resist and gradually loses.
"No, I’m going to help." Qin Xiao earned it from your crazy hand. This is to say that your eyes are fixed on your crazy body.
It is safer for her to seek an alliance or "accomplice"
Xiaorui hesitated for a moment, but shook her head lightly, but her fists were almost bleeding, but it showed that she wanted to rush out directly than anyone else, and Jun Qian joined hands to show each other that they were powerful.
Jun Qian didn’t mean to show weakness. He was observing the nighthawk cutting and hitting the virtual with the real, and the real with the virtual, but the law of pushing was not completely traceable.
He stared at the first gear and immediately leaned over to wait for the nighthawk to fly and kick and pass by with his left hand and slap the other side’s waist.
"Good Jun Qian’s brother is great." After seeing Jun Qian forbearing, he finally fought back and clapped his hands and jumped for joy.
Chapter one hundred and thirty War gray door 2
Jun Qian’s counterattack was not over yet. When the nighthawk dodged, he seized the opportunity and kicked it out.
The nighthawk was kicked off guard by this kick, and the whole person flew out and crashed into the colonnade. There was a loud noise and smoke everywhere. He was kicked by Jun Qian and fell heavily. Immediately, the pain in his chest was unbearable and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
He never thought that he could barely defend Jun Qian, a guy who seems to lack combat experience, by being passively beaten before, but he could seize the opportunity so accurately, find the door and kick him away.
Jun Qian’s foot almost softened his strength and he didn’t hit the key directly. Therefore, although he seems to be injured lightly, his zang-fu organs have also suffered a lot of shocks, but he still can’t get up just like that.
This man tried to test me before, and he also hid his strength.
Nighthawk clutching his chest, his face pale, his hand gently wiped away the corners of his mouth, and I don’t know when blood appeared. The broadsword came to Jun Qian again, and his figure was completely different.
After several collisions, Jun Qian has almost found out the number of the other side, and the white nightingale is getting faster as it goes, but he has adapted to the fact that he just walked on the brink of death, but he can’t appear again.
At the same time, he also found that the nighthawk is very experienced in actual combat, and his style of play is flexible and eclectic. The flexibility of broadsword is not bad. If it is a nine-section whip or a three-section stick, it may be even more difficult for him to resist it.
The nighthawk rose again and held the long knife in his hand very tightly this time, and the whole body was full of Xuanli, and the long knife was split head-on in a short time.
Jun Qian slightly evoked the corner of his mouth and jumped up. The ball in his hand immediately turned into a double-hook flying sickle. When the broadsword fell, he immediately crossed his arms. The long chain flew around the blade and the broadsword could not move immediately.
His feet were not idle. Ling Fei flew up and kicked two feet in a row, right in the middle of the nightingale’s chest. The chain pulled on his chest and the strength of his feet immediately kicked the nightingale away.
However, the nighthawk is also a well-fought player, and the long Dao is also sold-the other hand flips its wrist and quickly breaks away from the chain, then turns around and sweeps past.
Jun Qian immediately jumped up with his hands lightly and crossed his palm with a long knife.
The two figures fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, which was the longest time for Jun Qian to persist, but the gap in learning ability could not be filled by experience and foreign things. After dozens of rounds, Jun Qian was better.
Although he repairs nighthawks, he doesn’t know nighthawks very much, but the latter relies too much on his own hard work, and the spirit-adding device is not as versatile as Jun Qian’s ball.
Jun Qian, however, is only forced to think while fighting because of fresh means and repeated surprises. The more time you compete, the more you can gain the wind.
The chain method really binds each other, so just play hardball with each other. As soon as Jun Qian turns over his wrist, the ball immediately turns into a big knife, which is bigger than the nighthawk’s.
What nighthawk was surprised?
Before he thought that Jun Qian had so many spiritual weapons, it was time to change. Seeing Jun Qian holding the handle with both hands, Ling Yi turned his strength and then jumped up, but he kept turning and the broadsword fell at the same time.
Nightingale immediately raised his knife and blocked it. Unexpectedly, this strength was ten times that of him. At the same time, his whole person instantly fell from it and fell heavily. He lost his fighting ability on the spot, and the surrounding area was immediately dusty.
The nighthawk tried to struggle to get up, but the pain made him unable to support himself.
After several attempts, the nighthawk finally gave up lying on the ground and poof, a mouthful of black blood gushed out from his mouth.
It was also at this time that several shadows flew out from the outermost periphery, and they quickly flashed to the nighthawk to help it prepare for evacuation.
Glancing at the bearer, Jun Qian smiled, "At least say hello if you want to go. You little master still just lost it." Originally, he was preparing for this group of people to run away and he didn’t chase them, but this group of people obviously didn’t want to talk to him, but he was interested in playing with them.
When the nighthawk was held by several people and was going to hide, Jun Qian instantly clenched his long knife in his hand and suddenly attacked and waved a knife at the crowd.
A cold mountain broke out, and the men were cut down on the spot and vomited blood. See, everyone was badly hurt.
A man swept to the nighthawk like a madman, and the nighthawk was about to fall down and held him in the middle at that moment 2.
"Night One" Nighthawk looked up. Although he was also dressed in gray and his head was wrapped in gray cloth, he recognized that the man was his most trusted brother.
"We have shown weakness. You hurt many of my brothers. It’s cruel." The night started with a lance and rushed over.
Jun Qian knows that the other party is bound to pester him, so it is better to make an end of it. He runs Xuanli quickly and cuts it toward the night.
Night strength is not nightingale, but when he saw that nightingale was suppressed and tried to escape with nightingale, his brothers were seriously injured and almost died. Anger and resentment increased his strength and almost drowned his reason. He helped nightingale to one side and rushed over like a rabid dog.
He’s quick, humble, and quick. When he reacts more, the knife cuts into the meat and almost obliquely splits his body into two pieces, leaving the palm bigger and the flesh still connected.
"Night One" Nighthawk saw it and did not consider the viscera damaged. Xuanli’s five houses were in unbearable pain. The fastest speed was to hold the night one’s body wound and penetrate the silk thread to wrap it around the night one’s body.
Jun Qian didn’t expect that the knife would almost kill him at night, and his heart was a little cold
"Give you a chance to heal him." He raised his hand and threw out a red flying smoke grain Dan medicine.
Nighthawk still hesitates to take Dan medicine. Take a closer look and gasp. "Smoke lines" have lines. Dan medicine is very rare. It is definitely not that anyone who is so generous can give valuable Dan medicine to the enemy.
He sniffed the smell and concluded that this Dan medicine seemed to be healing, so he gave it to Yeyi at once.
Night one was hit by Jun Qian before, and it seemed as if I saw the lantern. I wanted to ask the nighthawk to protect the young master for a while, but I didn’t have the strength to speak. I could be rescued by the nighthawk.
But he never thought that Jun Qian would lend a helping hand. A crazy enemy who wanted to operate on him did not hesitate to take precious pills.
Talking about people alone makes him feel sorry for himself.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-nine War gray door 3
The nighthawk was almost split in half by Jun Qian at night, and now it has been saved by Jun Kuang’s favor. They just don’t know how to be grateful and don’t want to kill Jun Qian again.
What’s more, they have almost lost their fighting capacity.