My talent is resurrection

Chapter 139
"The second round has begun."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks around were horrified and looked at Chen Jiu who was completely fine in disbelief.

The tall and thin Taoist frowned, and said to the Jindan Sword Immortal, "There is something wrong with this person."

Jindan Sword Immortal raised his eyebrows, "Do you need to say him, I can't see it by myself?"

Everyone knew that this guest in green shirt had a problem, but no one knew how to solve this problem.

Chen Jiu didn't wait for them to think about it, his body's martial arts swelled, and he shook back like spreading fire wings, smashing the ruins behind him into powder, and his body instantly reached the Jindan old sword fairy who beat him the most. The aura of the old sword fairy who got the golden core was broken, and the golden core was cracked!

Tall and thin Taoist and other Jindan launched an offensive in an instant, besieging and killing Chen Jiu again.

Chen Jiu yelled angrily, his body was covered with martial arts, and the cloud patterns filled the air. He was completely defenseless, just in the posture of exchanging his life for injury.

The monks around looked terrified. They had never seen such a fierce fight, and they were still immortals. Now these ten golden pills can cure Chen Jiu a little bit, but if it is replaced by catching and fighting, no one can beat him ?
The more they looked behind, the more frightened the monks became, they even overturned their previous thoughts.

The Ten Golden Pills of the East China Sea are not fucking enough for Chen Jiu to beat!

Chen Jiu got up five times so far, and every time he got up, he replied that he was unscathed, but he had knocked out three of the ten golden pills in the East China Sea, and the golden pills were almost broken.

At first, the golden core old sword fairy who pierced Chen Jiu's chest with the flying sword was the worst. Not only his own golden core was almost broken, but even the flying sword was smashed by Chen Jiu's hammer.

The Seven Gold Pills that still exist in the East China Sea are more or less injured, and they look at Chen Jiu who has got up again and is not injured, full of fear.

Chen Jiu twisted his body, smiled at them and said, "Come again."

Ma Jiuwan gave a thumbs up from behind and shouted: "Fight!"

The old Taoist in the pot was amazed, "It's so personal."

Brook clasped his hands together, "I hope the person opposite is okay."

Ma Jiuwan gave him a blank look, hit him on the skull, and said angrily, "Can you talk?"

Brook pondered for a moment, then put his hands together and said, "I hope the person opposite is okay."

Ma Jiuwan nodded in relief, "A child can be taught."

Chen Jiu opened his mouth and took a mouthful of Wu Yun, his body rolled like Wu Yun, boiling like a flame, and the golden light in his eyes became more and more intense.

The body repairs in one breath, full of vigor, and high fist.

This is the principle of the fist that Chen Jiu punched out just now. Before, he was full of fisting intentions, and the punches were not heavy. Now he directly took a mouthful of pure martial arts, and his whole body seemed to be rolling violently, wanting to vent it out.

Chen Jiu looked at the few remaining golden cores, to see which unlucky one came to take his punch.

The middle-aged monk in the golden dragon and purple elephant clothes saw that something was not going well, and he was already quietly slipping away.

Chen Jiu grinned, and there were bits and pieces of martial arts overflowing in it.

Then there was a sudden punch.

Like a falling star!

The tall, thin and old man's golden core burst, leaving no bones left!
Chen Jiu's arm was scorched black by Wu Yun's backlash.

The rest of the golden cores in the East China Sea were dumbfounded and swallowed. Among them, the middle-aged monk in the golden dragon purple elephant suit took the lead and bowed to Chen Jiu: "Excuse me, see you some other day."

After the monk in the golden dragon and purple elephant suit finished speaking, his body moved a thousand meters away in an instant.

The rest of the Jindan found excuses and fled in all directions.

They had all negotiated in secret just now, and they fled in all directions. If Chen Jiu went to chase one of them, the rest of them would definitely help him collect the body!

This is something that can't be helped, it really can't be beaten, how can there be such a monster in the world, the number one in the world a hundred years ago is not so mysterious, it will come even if you can't beat it to death.

Chen Jiu didn't bother to chase after him, so he returned to the mountain gate under the horrified eyes of all the monks.

After today, the No. [-] position in the world, which no one had sat for a hundred years, was taken by a guest in green shirt.

One person toughened the ten golden pills of the East China Sea, and he deserved his name.

Some people thought that the reputation of Qingshan Ke was not good, so they changed their honorific name to Chen Jiu as Qingshan Wushen.

After that battle, Chen Jiu rested for a period of time, and was bandaged by Wu Yun's scorched arms. There was no quick way to recover from death.

Resurrecting from the dead, fighting is useful, but the fists and principles that have been accumulated with great difficulty are gone. If it is not necessary, the gain is not worth the loss.

Chen Jiu has been pondering the principles of boxing these days. He feels that he is a bit too reckless in fighting, and his skills are not enough.

Since the first World War, the elders of this sect have admired Chen Jiu very much, but they almost didn't confess Chen Jiu as their ancestor. This is also human nature. After all, Chen Jiu is indeed too fierce. In the door, the old man is willing to die directly.

It's a pity that Chen Jiu didn't have this idea. He picked two of the Zongmen's magic weapons at random and threw them to Ma Jiuwan.

The people who wrote these boxing books may not be of high level, but they dare to imagine one by one. One of them even compared his body to the sky, and the acupoints of his body are the stars in the sky. Be angry and make a clear sky!
Chen Jiu practiced with this boxing manual for some time, and finally found that this boxing manual was indeed his mother's scribbles, and he couldn't practice it at all. When he opened the book, he saw that it was called the ancestor of Kaishan boxing.

Hearing this name is very domineering, but Chen Jiu looked it up a little bit, good guy, a three-level physique practitioner dares to take this title, and what's even more outrageous is that he even wrote this "Sky Boxing Manual".

Chen Jiujindan went to learn the boxing skills of the three realms, and he was speechless for a while. He could only say that he met people who were not good, and was deceived by the three realms of physical training.

Half a decade later, Chen Jiu's injury recovered, so he stopped staying. The four of them bid farewell to the old man and were about to embark on the journey again.

The old man was very anxious, and he didn't know how to keep it for a while, so he said urgently to the four people: "Why don't you go and open the ancestor's grave, and stay for a little longer."

Ma Jiuwan was stunned for a moment, and gave the old man a thumbs up, "You are such a filial son, if I were your patriarch, I would be moved to tears by you, I wish I could just transform into a corpse and give you two knives."

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, the old man could only sigh, his brows and eyes worried.

Chen Jiu and his party walked along the coast. They didn't go in a hurry. They were fine anyway, and it was good to see the scenery.

The group of disciples just recruited by the old man's sect passed them by on the tall building.

Among them, a girl with ponytails was looking around and saw the leader in green shirt. She raised her brows, she was very happy, and hurriedly waved to the four people below.

"Hey, hello!"

The four turned their heads one after another.

The old Taoist in the pot supported Brooke with his elbow, and said with a smile, "I'm calling you."

After hearing this, Brook hurriedly waved back: "Hey, hey!"

The girl with ponytail frowned, what's the matter with this skeleton.

The fellow monks around stopped and asked curiously.

"Qingxia, what's the matter, have you met someone you know?"

"Qingxia, the boy in the green shirt in front of you is so handsome, what's the matter, he's taken a fancy to him, hehe."

Chen Jiu recognized the girl, and smiled and waved at the ponytailed girl.

The girl with ponytails smiled happily, her pretty face was slightly red, she leaned lightly on the railing, tiptoed slightly, and shouted to the man in green shirt below.

"My name is Qingxia."

Brook was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly continued to wave, "Hello, Qingxia."

Qingxia frowned slightly, the corners of her mouth puffed up.

The leading monk in front urged impatiently.

"Qingxia, the lecturer is about to start class, hurry up."

Qingxia hurriedly turned her head and said, "Okay, wait a minute, it will be all right."

When she turned her head again, Chen Jiusi and the others had already walked into the distance, Qingxia hurriedly shouted.

"What's your name?"

No one answered.

The sea breeze blows.

Chen Jiuqing's shirt was fluttering, his figure was as small as a mustard seed, and he went to a distance.

Then there's just the waves.

　Thanks to "Liu Adao" and "Jiu Jiu" for their rewards, thank you????
　　
　
(End of this chapter)