Lan Ruochan

Chapter 191 The Fist Is the Truth Since Ancient Times
After all, Er Er is also a high-ranking person who is used to making decisions,
That kind of astonishment only stayed on his face for a moment, and he already had an idea in his heart.

There are no rules in the arena, strength is the most respected.

He looked at Qingyun and sneered,
"Where are there so many great truths about monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons.

Since my friends in Jianghu cut me off from the Snake Villa and formed this rule,

Snake Villa has the obligation to maintain it.

In this way, the old man will not be embarrassed to celebrate the suzerain.

Since the suzerain is so magnanimous, holding a sword in front of the pavilion, it is already considered a fulfillment of the contract.

The old man is not talented, and he is willing to try to take over this sword.

If the old man can't take it within a few dozen, then Sect Master Qing can do as he pleases. "

The so-called receiving the sword is just an elegant name for seizing the sword.

Er Er is quite confident in his martial arts,

If it is possible to take down the blade of Tan Zong's suzerain today, Jian Zong will naturally be able to use this to strengthen his prestige.

If this matter spreads in the Jianghu in the future, what everyone cares about is only the result.

Who will hear the details of the many words just now?
But at this time, Qingyun also had the same thoughts,
Unable to deter opponents in martial arts, there will always be endless affairs in the world.

He stretched out the sword held flat by another three points, and said please go ahead,

The wide sleeve of the left hand was slightly drawn back.

Yi'er curled his fingers into claws, clasped the blade of Gan Tae Duan with a snap.

He has practiced qi for decades, and he is also a rare master in the Jianghu who can cultivate both internal and external. His five fingers are like steel hooks tightly clamping the body of the sword.

"Go away!"

Er'er's opening sound is really a harbinger of exhaling and exerting force.

Tuna together, the most important thing is to control the breath.

Spit before na, because most of the exercises are guided by exhaling the turbid air all over the body.

Deep exhalation is a coordinated action to mobilize the muscles of the whole body, which can quickly expand the blood vessels all over the body at the same time and increase blood flow. This is called "warm-up" in modern exercise theory.

When all the muscles of the body have received the signal that they are about to run wild and start to demand oxygen supply from the brain, the next deep inhalation can produce the maximum effect.

Er Er was full of confidence. Just as he had exhausted his turbid air, he began to change the direction of movement in his chest cavity from retracting to releasing.
Before the oxygen-enriched fresh air penetrates into the nose, the lungs are squeezed open, and pure Yang Qi is sent to the mouths of the limbs and bones.
Suddenly, his chest, abdomen, and mind received some kind of strong impact.

The alveoli that had just been squeezed out suddenly began to tremble violently, rubbing and beating each other.

Yi Er only felt that his chest cavity had been torn into pieces, and the gaps between the pieces were still opening, and the pain rushed all the way to the brain along the spinal cord.

After exhaling the rest of the air, the brain is also the most hypoxic, which makes Yi Erwei feel a little dizzy.

Just at this moment, the pain surged up, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently, Er'er felt his eyes darken, his throat sweetened, and he wanted to fall back.

However, his willpower was extremely strong, even though he was almost fainted, his five fingers clasped even tighter, holding onto the blade of Gan Tae Duan tightly and did not let go.

Qingyun's left hand was kept in his wide sleeve,

He expected that there would be no good meeting today, so he put on the green magic hand early.

Qingyun had repeatedly tested the transmission ability of infrasound last night, and found that the green magic hand was infinitely useful.

He stood on his head with the blue demon hands on the ground, resting his feet on the side wall, and the fluctuations could still be transmitted to the soles of his feet along the floor and walls.

At this moment, he was just trying to do the same thing, just now when he saw Er'er's five fingers grabbing over, Qingyun quietly put the green demon's hand on his buttocks.

Qingyun already knows how to protect himself with luck, but how can Er Er know the situation?
The poor old man thought that Qingyun had eaten some secret medicine fairy fruit, and practiced some kind of supreme kung fu, so that he was able to shock himself to internal injuries through a sword.

Fortunately, Qing Yunyuan came here as a guest, and he didn't want to make a big fuss, otherwise he wouldn't have any good fruit later.

He just counted lightly according to the agreement just now,

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

When the countdown reached one hour, he sighed softly, retracted his left sleeve, shook his right hand, and drew back the iron sword.

Er Er felt that his hands were empty, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a thump, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The five sons of Tanzong had already received Qingyun's warning beforehand, so they flashed to the left and right, so they didn't mess with red beans.

Although the power of the Green Demon Hand is strong, it still can't cause any substantial damage within a dozen.

If it wasn't for Er Er who happened to be hit suddenly during the tuna, with his decades of cultivation, he might not have suffered such a serious injury.

The old man stood up slumped, his long red and white beard fluttering in the wind like duckweed.

Qingyun also couldn't bear to see it, and offered him a helping hand.

"good very good!
What a hero!
I don't know what kind of internal strength Master Qing has cultivated to be so domineering! "

The old man has no arrogance at this time, and he probably just wants to lose, so he asked this question.

Although Gai Kun didn't know what the Green Devil's Hand was, he had seen all the movements behind Qingyun's back just now, and remembered Diao Chong's mysterious hint in the morning, so he probably guessed some clues.

He was afraid that Qingyun would have no city in his chest, so he slipped his mouth, so he hurriedly took over the conversation.
"What Tangun practiced is naturally the secret heart method passed down by the Bizong, the Zixia Divine Art."

"Oh! No wonder then.

It's just that the old man heard that this skill is extremely dangerous if it has been cultivated to a certain level.

Except for that freak Wang Zixia, all practitioners in this world will inevitably suffer from madness.

Most of them died young, and those who occasionally encountered adventures could only linger on their last days and escape from the world.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Sect Master Qing would be able to develop this skill to such a level.

In the future, it seems that Tanzong really has a lot to do. "

Yier sighed several times, looked at the five Tanzong sons one by one, stomped his feet, turned and walked up the mountain.

With Er Er leading the way, there are clear posts and secret posts along the way, so no one will stay in trouble.

Everyone climbed halfway up the mountain and came to the main entrance of Zhan Snake Villa.

The whole villa is built along the mountain, and it is patchwork, but the scale is inevitably limited. Although it is not as grand as Baode Temple, it is much more magnificent than the residences of most princes in Luojing.

On the mountain wall at the back of the manor, a stone Buddha stands solemnly, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground with the other.
This metaphor of self-importance is a good match for Zhan Snake Villa's current status in the world.

Following the direction that the stone Buddha is pointing down, a gleaming gold-lettered plaque with the four characters "Wan Jian Chao Zong" hangs high above the main entrance.

The villa's gate is actually not big, and it didn't follow the golden ring and red lacquer of Wang Jue's gate, but it was made in a style similar to Jianghu Wubao, without a gate.

From the setting of the gate, we can see that Song Wangcheng Mansion is low-key and not overstepping the rules, but through ingenious design, use of contrast, and integration of scenes, the gold-lettered signboard is particularly eye-catching.

Princes and generals will not feel too ostentatious when they come here;
When the high-ranking people in the world see it, they often feel a pilgrimage-like admiration.

There are two sword slaves standing outside the door. Although most of their faces are hidden under the mask, it is difficult to hide the light in their eyes.

The left-headed sword slave came up to meet him from afar, he didn't glance at Qing Yun and the others, but just clasped his fists and asked Er Er,
"Senior B[-] seems a bit tired, but..."

Er Er waved his hand and interrupted him,
"Go and report.

Qingyun, the patriarch of Tanzong, worshiped the mountain with a sword. "

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