Martial Arts: the Gods of the Land Were Dug out by Yueyue

　　On the rivers and lakes, isn't it true that whoever has the bigger fist is justified?

　　Jiang Jiutian did not expect that there would be people who would dare to reason with him.

　　"You can die." Jiang Jiutian stood there quietly, his clothes were not fluttering, his hair was not fluttering, but his expression became cold, and the immortal-like leisurely bearing disappeared.

　　His voice became even more silent.

　　"Understood' 々!" Ye Guhong nodded.

　　He had already heard something from the Daoist Wood.

　　Ye Gucheng has also been resurrected.

　　Ye Guhong has a purpose in life.

　　He wanted to surpass Ye Gucheng.

　　But he knew his swordsmanship was unworthy.

　　But the wooden Taoist also told him that Jiang Jiutian was actually the master of Ye Gucheng.

　　Ye Guhong also wanted to perform in front of Jiang Jiutian, hoping that Mr. Jiutian could also teach himself a trick and a half.

　　Ye Guhong drew his sword.

　　Then, he walked towards Weibi.

　　"What? Are you really going to kill someone?" Wei Bi looked shocked.

　　Speaking like that just now, first of all, I am used to being arrogant and domineering.

　　Second, I want to behave in front of my cousin and junior sister.

　　Third, Weibi always felt that he was the most beautiful man in Dayuan.

　　When Jiang Jiutian appeared, Weibi felt threatened.

　　Unexpectedly, I just said the wrong thing,

　　dying?

　　"Stop!" Wu Lie didn't dare to go up, but Wu Qingying urged Wu Lie. Wu Qingying liked Wei Bi and had already handed over his body to Wei Bi, so he couldn't let Wei Bi die.

　　Wu Lie, had no choice but to take action.

　　He used a male finger.

　　Ye Guhong avoided Wu Lie's Yang finger.

　　Ye Guhong's sword pierced Weibi's throat directly.

　　Weibi, die! ! !

　　Ye Guhong shouted coldly; "Go away!"

　　"Senior brother, you died so miserably, I want to kill you." Wu Qingying drew out his sword.

　　Wu Lie wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

　　Wu Qingying fired a sword against Ye Guhong.

　　Ye Guhong, the innate realm, now has a sword in hand, and kills directly.

　　soon.

　　This sword killed Wu Qingying.

　　"daughter."

　　Wu Lie cried.

　　His relative, just such a daughter.

　　It's dead now!

　　"You are not good people, you are not good people, you are demons." At this moment, Wu Lie screamed with a hideous expression on his face.

　　Then Wu Lie stretched out his hand.

　　Prepare to continue to cast a Yang finger.

　　Ye Guhong knew that Mr. Jiutian must be satisfied with what he did, and now he will strike again.

　　Yiyang refers to a famous name in the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty.

　　Duan Zhengming of the Northern Song Dynasty, Duan Zhengchun brothers.

　　Master Yideng of the Southern Song Dynasty.

　　They all used a Yang finger to make a name for themselves in the martial arts.

　　But in Wu Lie's hands, Yi Yang's finger seemed to be a joke.

　　Not only his martial arts is a joke.

　　Personality too.

　　Some get angry, others do it, that's a demon.

　　He did it himself, with peace of mind.

　　Ye Guhong came out with a sword.

　　Ye Guhong, he is imitating Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

　　His people are cold.

　　His sword is also a move to kill.

　　Under a sword.

　　Wu Lie, died!

　　Ye Gucheng returned to Jiang Jiutian.

　　"Your sword is just an imitation." After all, it is also a subordinate of his own Qinglong Club. Now Jiang Jiutian opened his mouth and said such a sentence to Ye Guhong.

　　Ye Guhong nodded.

　　He debuted at the same time as Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

　　They are famous.

　　But Ye Guhong is still unknown.

　　You must know that Ye Guhong is also a distant relative of Baiyuncheng, and he practiced the same Ye family swordsmanship as Ye Gucheng at the beginning.

　　But it is not as good as Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

　　Ye Guhong didn't know where he was wrong, so he began to imitate.

　　The imitation of Ximen Chuixue is very similar, the clothes, the expression, and the action of blowing blood, but there is one thing he will never learn, that is the loneliness of Ximen Chuixue.

　　He also imitated Ye Gucheng, but Ye Gucheng's pride was something Ye Guhong couldn't imitate.Because Ye Guhong is inferior, the arrogance in Ye Gucheng's bones cannot be imitated at all.

　　He didn't know what to do with himself.

　　"...¨If you're not a kendo genius like Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, then..." Jiang Jiutian thought of a person, and he was Fu Hongxue.

　　Fu Hongxue at this moment may have just been born.

　　Maybe not yet.

　　Li Xunhuan only quit the martial arts at this moment, and it will take several years to meet the baby Ye Kai.

　　Fu Hongxue!

　　How did he practice knives?

　　There is no doubt that Fu Hongxue does not have Ding Peng's talent.

　　Ding (Zhao De's) Peng's talent on the knife is surprising.

　　Fu Hongxue didn't have that kind of talent on the knife.

　　But in his more than ten years of life, he wielded his sword tens of thousands of times a day for revenge!

　　at last!

　　He cultivated a knife!

　　Correct!

　　There are no other moves.

　　Just a knife!

　　"Practice a thorn tens of thousands of times a day!"

　　Jiang Jiutian said this.

　　Ye Guhong: "..."

　　How many times?

　　a thorn?

　　Can he do it?

　　Jiang Jiutian ignored what Ye Guhong was thinking.

　　At this moment, Zhu Jiuzhen was the only one who died in front of him.

　　Her father, like Zhang Wuji, fell off a cliff.

　　She began to rely on others.

　　When Wu Lie and others died, she suddenly felt very happy and cold.

　　But Zhu Jiuzhen knew that without relying on him, he could not survive.

　　Now, Zhu Jiuzhen looked at Jiang Jiutian in front of him, suddenly his eyes were charming, and he walked up slowly. .

Chapter 117