Chapter 153

There are very few such talismans, but Yi Jue has them.

There are also neon clothes!

Yi Jue firmly believes that Nishang has the same origin, and the two sects are of the same origin.

There are many similar things, and Yi Jue has a lot of them, but he rarely uses them.

The reason is very simple. Although his greatest confidence is rarely revealed, it has always been Lingmiao Garden.

No, that's called confidence. If you use it, it's just your trump card.

Less gossip.

The two of them were ready to lure someone to the bait.

It turned out that there were seven people in the juggling group.

The leader of the group had a gentle look, and he was holding a pen in his hand. It was obvious that he had devoted all his energy to the pen.

That man seemed to be calm, and it was he who organized the two of them to set up the scene.

The two people working with him were the second child and the third child. They both had huge hands, but the difference was obvious. One was cold and the other was enthusiastic.

The two palms are also different. The twenty fingers of the old one are slender, while the third palm is like a cattail leaf fan.

And what Yi Jue fished for was someone with such a warm temper.

As expected, Nishang's appearance was undeniable, and she had grown up in the Hidden Moon Sect, which was based on the art of charisma.

Not to mention the environment, but what you hear and see, the way you stand casually, the careless way your fingers move, and the seductive voice, no matter how calm a person is, will be aroused by this person.

Not to mention, Nishang's clothes are extraordinary. Although she is not dressed in gold and silver, she is elegant and elegant.

If it weren't for the fact that both Yi Jue and Ni Shang had long swords hanging on their waists, ordinary people would stay away from them.

Obviously, the two people here are dressed as typical people in the world.

It can scare ordinary people, but it will only make people in the real world more eager.

This enthusiastic man struck up a conversation.

"You boy, you're so good at practicing swordsmanship, it's worth noting that you don't want this pretty girl."

"Don't wait until you lose it to regret it."

"If you don't want it, no matter how many people ask for it, you won't get it, right, brothers?"

This man had a beard on his face and spoke with a slight accent.

But this was not what Yi Jue wanted to hear.

He has never been involved in the world, but he knows the world.

People in the world of rivers and lakes cannot seek immortality, so they have to settle for the next best thing. Those who have some ability want to seek profit. It is best to be wealthy, it is best to have a group of wives and concubines, it is best to be powerful, and it is best to be able to respond to a hundred people's calls.

If you have them all, then you are pursuing fame. It is best that everyone around you is afraid of you, and it is best that everyone from a distance is afraid of you after hearing about it. This is the first step. Fight in a wide circle to avoid hundreds of punches.

The second step is reputation, and the third step is reputation.

Anyway, everyone hopes that when they get old, they can be called a hero.

This is the simple pursuit of those who cultivate immortality.

Yi Jue saw a few people performing on the street. It was obvious that first, they had integrity in their hearts and did not bully ordinary people, and secondly, the benefits were not realized.

At the moment, I prepared such a plan, thinking that these people would show their true colors, or ask for advice in words.

To put it bluntly, Yi Jue wanted to try this feeling for a moment, this interesting plot of being bullied and having to resist.

After all, there's no point in carrying a pair of colorful clothes. I just want to practice swordsmanship, so why not have some fun.

Unfortunately, I met a group of honest people.

Yi Jue is also sincere.

Yi Jue is the most sincere. "What I said makes sense, but there is something I said that is wrong."

"My sword practice is a bit interesting. If you don't believe it, would you like to try it?"

At this time, Yi Jue was still acting.

Because, after finally meeting these seven, we can't give up on the world.

It just confirms the thirteen postures of Qingfeng.

Although Yi Jue's swordsmanship has just started, he has already understood a sword intention. Although he has just started, he needs more insights.

However, the best way to understand the meaning of the sword is to find someone who can match your opponent and put a little pressure on yourself.

Here, foundation-building monks are hard to find, but they are just right now.

There must be far more martial artists in the martial arts world than there are true cultivators of foundation building.

The light-bearded middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he obviously realized at this time that this pair of young men were coming for them.

Although they are not famous figures, their actions have always been good. They are most heroic and courageous, and they are also well-known in the world.

After these people have been traveling around the world for so many years, they understand what they mean when they hear these words. They are here to ask for advice on martial arts.

At the moment, he became a little rude.

Not contempt, but feeling slighted.

These few people are considered to be respectable people. Where are they from? They just want to give it a try! "I'm here, Wen Song, the Thunder Hand, may I ask my little brother if he has a name?"

Yi Jue was stunned and shook the fan in his hand.

"Thunder Runner, what a nickname. It's just the wrong name, not the wrong nickname. My sister-in-law must be very beautiful!"

Ben Leishou looked at Yi Jue's nonchalant look and talked frivolously about his beautiful wife, and he was furious at the moment.

"Good boy, I'm going to show you today how powerful your eldest brother's Thunder Hand is."

"The world is very big. As a fledgling kid, you'd better go home and tease the maid!"

Obviously, he thought Yi Jue was a kid from a rich family who was traveling and having fun. He was just going to teach him a lesson and let him know that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world! The two of them only exchanged a few words, and the bookish eldest brother had just made it clear to the brothers that they were new here, so don't break the rules.

Looking at the anxious look on the side of his sister-in-law, he turned around and saw Ben Leishou beating Yi Jue.

There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!

All the abilities of Ben Lei Shou are in this hand.

And its structure is quite interesting. There are not only applause, but also shouts. Before punching, you should make a loud shout first, and then punch out. When you punch out, you should shout lightly, or shout before punching out, or before punching out. Call later, or come at the same time.

Yi Jue knew that it wasn't the sound of his shouting that was wrong. It was fast and slow. What was fast and slow was not the sound, but the palm technique. The palm was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The combination of fast and slow made the driving posture sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as powerful as lightning. Ben Lei.

The body technique is combined with the palm technique, the faster the strike becomes, the smoother the strike becomes.

It has been a long time since the Thunderbolt Hand had been in such a comfortable fight. I felt that I had used all my skills to the fullest. Not only did I use the Thunderbolt Palm over and over again, but I also performed the Thunderbolt Fist with great success. momentum.

But thinking about this, I became even more angry.

The man in front of him was still calm and composed.

The swordsmanship in his hand is like the breeze blowing through the willows, like the wind blowing across the lake, making ripples layer by layer, as if nothing happened.

But at the bottom of the lake, I don't know how big a storm was caused.

Wen Song, the Thunder Runner, was determined to admit defeat, but felt that he still had some strength left.

Until a certain moment, Yi Jue's sword began to change, causing Wen Song to panic.

The wind is still the same wind, but there are flashes of thunder. Listen carefully, it is not thunder, but it is just as urgent and fast.

Wensong saw the shadow of Ben Lei in the sword!

(End of this chapter)