Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. If you want to die, I just have time today and can send you to reincarnate."

Ji Yuan's voice was slightly cold, his eyes crossed Yang Xiu's and locked on the middle-aged man behind him.

This person has dark skin, thick joints, and an indifferent expression.

A tricky idea, no doubt.

Ji Yuan's palm holding the waist knife suddenly tightened, and his thumb pushed the knife out of the sheath an inch.

The opponent's martial arts realm is definitely much higher than his own!

Two realms?

Or three realms exchange blood?

Then, he couldn't help thinking that Duke Liang had once been in charge of the three guards.

Go north to defeat Baiman, and then quell the rebellion in the southwest.

In the military department, everywhere in the military, there are few generals who are willing to call themselves the lackeys under his sect.

Most of the guards in the mansion are veterans of hundreds of battles who have retired from Jiubian Army Town.

"The Great Completion of Inner Refinement? I heard that the Outer Refinement is the Great Consummation before you enter the Lecture Martial Arts Hall.

It has only been a long time, and there has been a breakthrough in martial arts.

Could it be that Wei Yang trained you as a closed-door disciple? No wonder he rejected the invitation from the government! "

The middle-aged man raised his head and said.

"Who are you?"

Ji Yuan asked deliberately.

"A certain Wang Wu is the general of the Duke of Liang's mansion and the entourage of Young Master Xiu."

The middle-aged man did not hide his identity.

He is the second realm.

Thirty-six energy veins have long been condensed, and the flesh is like an iron armor, and the real sword is invulnerable, with one enemy and a hundred existences.

Refinement in Ji Yuan District.

He doesn't deserve to be looked down upon at all.

No matter how talented.

You have to grow up to count.

"It turned out to be the family general of the national government."

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, and the images of the Emperor's Dao in the sea of ​​knowledge rippled endlessly.

Absorb the spirit and reflect the fate.

【Wang Wu】

[Hundreds of people cut (white), tiger wolf (white), fierce soldier (white), blood evil (white), horizontal sword (white)]

"It's another five-white life number...about the same as Cheng Baihu, but the qi and blood seem to be weaker."

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he said lightly:

"As the saying goes, when the road goes towards the sky on both sides, the young master of the Guogongfu family came to the outer city to block my way. What is this saying?"

Without waiting for Wang Wu to answer, Yang Xiu took a step forward.

His voice didn't look like a teenager, it was hoarse:

"Ji Jiuro, I lost to you in archery last time, I was a little unconvinced.

Later, I went back and tried pulling the iron tire bow. Although the arrow could be fired at a distance of 500 paces, the accuracy was too much.

In the first test, the archery skills are not as good as others, I admit it.

Before the ring battle, how about we find another time to play around? "

Ji Yuan's face was calm, as if he casually asked:

"Okay, do you want to sign a life and death certificate?

If I sign it, I am willing to accompany Mr. Xiu to practice his hands. "

Yang Xiu heard the words, and two groups of fierce light immediately appeared in his eyes.

He sensed Ji Yuan's hidden murderous intent in the dark, grinned and said:

"Do we have any great feud?"

Ji Yuan asked back:

"How many people who have played with you have been disabled? How many have died?

Mr. Xiu, today I will teach you a reason.

Under Heaven, human life is as cheap as grass.

Everyone has only one, and the same is true of the people of Liang Guogong's mansion.

You can play if you want, but it’s best to weigh it carefully. Can you lose, and can you afford to lose? ! "

Like Yang Xiu, Ji Yuan has met one or two people in his previous life.

Full of aggression, easily driven by emotions, without a precise concept of good and evil, unable to understand feelings in the usual sense.

In short, a serious illness.

They are like young children scalding ant nests with boiling water while laughing.

It doesn't feel like I've done anything wrong.

For Yang Xiu, killing or maiming a person is no different from deliberately stepping on an ant.

He will find it interesting.

As for whether the ant that was stepped on dies or becomes disabled, what does it have to do with him?

Therefore, the generals of Tianjing City are of high honor, and they will be regarded as mad dogs.

"Kikuro, you are really my confidant!

I finally understood what Ping'er meant when I said, "Seeing each other so late, let's meet again in the ring!" "

Eyes that seemed to be green and phosphorous flickered, Yang Xiu shook his head and turned to leave.

Suddenly, the head on his neck looked back like a wolf, staring straight at Ji Yuan.

The body twisted violently, and the steps were a little harder, shaking up a large piece of dust.

The blue brocade robe trembled wildly, the dragon's spine drove the waist, and the figure flashed, as if an angry flood dragon took to the sky.

Only in an instant!

The powerful blood gushed out, the blue and black tendons were entangled in a ball, the five fingers became claws, and the head fell!

If this time is firm, the reinforced iron body can also dig out a few blood holes!

"I know that dogs can't stop eating shit."

Ji Yuan had been wary in his heart.

The Hundred Lian Dao slung on his waist came out of its scabbard and turned into a sharp chain!

Chi Chi Chi!

This knife transformation uses a splitting palm move, which is ruthless and fast, as if cutting the atmosphere.

Under the infusion of deep inner qi, even fine iron can be cut off!

Yang Xiu's ghostly eyes suddenly burst, and the steps under his feet changed.

Like a dragon soaring, like a tiger leaping, it is just right to hold back the figure and stop the momentum.

The essence of boxing and kung fu is actually in the bottom.

Because strength starts from the ground.

When Liang Guogong was young, he fought all over the land of the three houses, and the dragon and tiger he relied on was like this.

The main purpose is to practice the dragon shape and walk the tiger step.

After that, Yang Xiu shrank his neck and became short.

As if disappearing out of thin air, sliding to the side.

Ji Yuan's slashing with a hundred swords failed, and he didn't know well.

Having experienced the mountain of corpses and blood at Shuofeng Pass, he not only honed his archery skills, but also accumulated a lot of fighting experience.

Immediately, he stood still and turned around, and his left leg was pulled out like an iron whip.

The air flow burst like a cannonball, and Yang Xiu was kicked with a "pop".

The righteous son of the Liang Kingdom. As expected of the tyrannical muscles and bones that swallowed the inner pill of the horned python.

Bunch of muscles bulged, and the heavy force was forcibly consumed.

Immediately, his hands reached out, as fast as electric light, and used the wrapping technique in the capture.

The dry palm grabbed Ji Yuan's arm.

Under the urging of internal qi, one lift, one release, and forcefully drag.

If this were to be replaced by an internal martial artist with almost muscles and bones, an arm would be torn off on the spot.

But Ji Yuan is steel and iron, and the external refining is perfect.

In addition to having practiced "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover", a sturdy horizontal training physique is tenacious!

"Scatter!"

Ji Yuan gave a low drink, twisted like a small snake.

The deep inner qi in the limbs burst out, and the surface of the skin glowed a faint golden red color.

With the muscles all over his body shaking violently, he suddenly broke free from Yang Xiu's entanglement technique.

After that, Ji Yuan held the knife in his backhand, bent his elbow and rammed forward.

Boom!

Just like Hong Zhong Da Lu!

The hard knife slammed into Yang Xiu's chest, making a muffled sound like a roar of gold and iron.

Ji Yuan's eyes were full of murderous intentions, and he took advantage of the situation to go further and clasped his left and right hands. The sharp blade was only a line away from wiping Yang Xiu's neck.

clang!

Someone pressed a finger against his hundred-trained sword.

Charge up!

The powerful inner air vibrated the blade, almost tearing the tiger's mouth.

Ji Yuan groaned, his internal organs turned upside down.

If it weren't for the great perfection of the inner training, coupled with the excellent physique of the horizontal training in "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover", I am afraid that he would be seriously injured.

Even so, he still held on to the Bailian Dao tightly and did not let go.

Twist, take a wrong step, step forward!

The muscles of the two arms are knotted, and the whole person seems to be raised and swelled.

A surge of blood gushed, pushing the blade hard.

Chi!

The thick black finger that was holding the blade split instantly, and then even the belt bone was cut off!

What about the master of Tongmai?

Still cut it with a knife!

"Little bastard! You are courting death!"

Unprepared, a finger was cut off, and the severe pain came, Wang Wukuang roared.

The powerful viscera pulled the air current, making the walls of the narrow alley clutter.

I saw him kneading his five fingers together, clenching it into a fist, like a hammer weighing several hundred kilograms slammed down!

But Ji Yuan reacted faster, and said in a very cold and fast voice long before Wang Wu started:

"Killing the candidates of the Jiangwu Hall for no reason! He will be sentenced to death! Injuring the candidates of the Jiangwu Hall for no reason will be sent to prison!

What's more, I'm still the chariot of Beizhen Fusi. You are a slave family general who attacked the court officials. Not only will you be split by a car, cut into pieces, chopped in half, but you will be exiled... You have to think about it. "

When the words "capital punishment" and "chao prison" fell into his ears, Wang Wu stopped his hand, and the hammer-like fist could no longer advance an inch.

Letting the blood flow from the palm of the hand, a severed finger fell to the ground.

But how?

"You are such a powerful character, Kikuro."

Yang Xiu touched his neck, and there was a slight hint of bright red.

Again, he almost died.