Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

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"This woman is not simple." Xiang Yang muttered in his heart, even if he had been mixed in the Western world for ten years, he did not know anything about the blood family, and this short skirt beauty seems to be no stranger, it is worth Let people taste her origins.

"I don't have a big age, but it is a master of the congenital level. Isn't that going out of the realm of comprehension?" Xiang Yang squatted, then continually shook his head and denied his thoughts. Nowadays, the real world and the secular The connection between the world is getting weaker and weaker. It is very difficult to come to the secular world from the realm of comprehension. Even if it is possible to come, it must be the top of the strong. This woman is only a congenital realm. Xiang Yang does not believe that she has the ability. Go through the two boundaries to the secular world.

The girl in the short skirt was holding the **** breath in her hand, her face was cloudy and uncertain, and she was angry and groaning. "It is abhorrent. A vampire is actually called "strong." It is a misunderstanding. ..."

"How? I know you are wrong with me." Xiang Yang rolled his eyes and looked at the short skirt beauty, his heart was very helpless, this woman came too timely, he absorbed most of the energy in Drake, the body is true The gas has almost completed liquefaction, and the liquid gas mass in Dantian has become like an egg yolk. There is a tendency to condense into a golden dan. As long as all the dexlakes are swallowed up, surely Can be fully liquefied, maybe even able to condense the first step of condensing Jindan, but unfortunately, at this last moment was interrupted.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it was really a different kind, but you can rest assured that it can't run, I will help you find him."

After a short apology, the short skirt beauty took a golden light from the hand of the **** breath. The hand holding the sword was directly holding the sword, the volley character, the golden infuriating atmosphere, with awe Positive, let Xiang Yang feel very comfortable.

"This woman's atmosphere is majestic, obviously an authentic Taoist practice. If she encounters something like a ghost, she naturally restrains them. No wonder she is so confident." Xiang Yang snorted and continued to look at the short skirt beauty.

Then the wonderful scene appeared. I saw a piece of paper that was completely condensed by the golden infuriating color, and then printed it directly on the **** smell, and quickly darted away.

"Ghost character? What is the origin of this woman?" After Xiang Yang saw this scene, his heart was even more shocked.

'Character' has always existed in the legend, the world has not seen this kind of real character master for a long time, or it should be said that the metaphysical Taoist master appeared, and now this fashionable beauty is so easy to draw It seems that he is still a master in the middle, so that Xiang Yang did not adapt to it at one time.

"In that direction, chase."

The short skirt beauty snorted and volleyed and flew directly from Xiang Yang’s head. Xiang Yang just raised his head and just saw the white cartoon trousers in the other short skirt...

"hellokitty..."

Xiang Yang’s face was eccentric, and at this moment he felt his heart beat faster and almost called out. Seeing that the other party has gone, he waved his hands and three swords flew up, all returned to the sheath, and Xuan Qing soft sword also fell into the waist, and then smashed out of the hurdle, and immediately chased up.

"Shrinking into the inch?"

When the short skirt beauty saw the pace of Xiang Yang, she suddenly groaned and her eyes were surprised. "You have mastered the law of shrinking the ground in the congenital realm? Are you a disciple of the door?"

"Do you want?"

Xiang Yang knows that there is a 'hidden door' on the dragon group, which is specially composed of self-cultivators. However, the self-cultivators in the hidden door are almost all the primary self-cultivators around the Jindan period. After all, the powerful self-cultivators Generally, I went to the realm of cultivation, and it is impossible to stay.

He also knows that there is a Taoist and a magical Tao, but he has not heard of the existence of a formal ‘Door’. He is puzzled and feels that he seems to know something hidden in the past that he did not know before.

However, Xiang Yang did not show any abnormality, but he urged him to talk about it. "These things will be discussed later, or you should hurry to chase it, or you will not be able to catch up."

He is very clear about his own roots. Although he does not know where the sage is sacred, it should not be the sect of the door. It is better to catch Drake and swallow the power of Drake. .

The short skirt beauty looked at Xiang Yang deeply, and then she threw the long sword in the sky into the sky. The long sword illusion changed from the original three-finger width to the size of two slaps. She stood directly. On the long sword, leave quickly.

"The trough...The sword!"

Xiang Yang’s look was suddenly stunned. This is the legendary Yu Jian flying. It was so incredible that this beautiful woman was easily displayed.

"Beauty, are you flying with Yu Jian?" Xiang Yang quickly chased him up, and he was very shameless and jumped directly to the flying sword of the short skirt beauty, and looked at her with a smile.

"What are you doing?" The short skirt beauty did not expect that Xiang Yang would be so shameless to stand up to the flying sword, and suddenly the control was unstable. The flying sword was swaying and falling down, scaring her to handcuffed. The law was only stabilized.

"Bastard, you almost killed me." The short skirt beauty screamed and screamed, she was able to cast the magic sword flying method is very reluctant, and not very skilled, will not be used on weekdays, just because of the item Yang’s shrinking ground was so scared that the heart was raised, and the heart of the sword was raised. This was the method of flying the sword, but it was jumped up by Xiang Yang, and almost did not prepare, and almost turned over.

Xiang Yangxiao said with a smile, "I just spent a lot of physical strength when I was fighting the vampire. Plus, I was beaten by your sword and I couldn’t move anymore. Anyway, you fly alone. It’s also flying, bringing me one and flying, it’s better to take me.”

"How can you be so shameless, let me go down." I just kissed Feijian’s short skirt and looked very beautiful. I think Xiangyang is too shameless. If you don’t want to control Feijian wholeheartedly, Definitely fighting this guy for three hundred rounds. If he doesn't fight, he will never give up.

"No, I am exhausted, can't move." Xiang Yang not only stood behind the short skirt beauty, but even directly grabbed the small waist of the short skirt beauty.

After hugged, Xiang Yang suddenly trembled in his heart, not to mention, this short skirt beauty of the small waist is full of a grip, the body is surprisingly good, and, she has a faint scent of the body passed over, let Xiang Yang couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

"Bastard, satyr, you let me go." The short skirt beauty was held by Xiang Yang, suddenly stiff, no longer able to concentrate on controlling the flying sword, swaying down to the bottom, scared Xiangyang more forceful Hold her little waist.

"I want to fall to death, ah ah... Hurry up and control the flying sword, or else it will fall down. It doesn't matter if I fall thick and thick, but if you fall, it will be ugly if you break the phase." "Xiang Yang's kind-hearted 'remind' said.

"Ah... you bastard, let me go, or else I will go with you." The whole body of the short skirt is going to explode. She is so clear and sleek, how long has she ever had contact with the opposite sex? Nowadays, Xiang Yang’s holdings suddenly feel uncomfortable. She wanted to turn her head and smashed Xiang Yang, but her current realm of using the sword to fly is very reluctant, and she is so mixed with Xiang Yang. If you don't hurry to implement the law wholeheartedly, it's not just as simple as falling down. It's very likely to be seriously injured by the anti-phagosis of the technique. She can only scream at the same time, and endure the discomfort. Control the flying sword.

"Don't, I am dizzy, I am afraid of high, especially now that the flying sword is still spinning down, I am afraid that when you let go, you will throw me away, I don't want to die." Showing the rogue color, but he is not willing to let go.

"You bastard."

The short skirt beauty is about to cry out. How can anyone who has such a **** know that he is a master of the congenital level of perfection, and he is in control of the supernatural power of "reducing the ground into inches", and even rogue to step on his flying sword. You stepped on it, and my grandmother recognized, you still have to take advantage of me?

"Ah, ah... I will kill you if I don’t let go of it..."

"I let go."

Seeing that the short skirt beauty is really going crazy, Xiang Yang knows that if he does not let go, the other party may really desperately desperately fight with himself, and quickly release his hand, standing in the rear of the short skirt beauty, "I don't want you, but you have to fly with me, and take me to catch Drake. Otherwise, the guy has just been hit hard by me. Maybe when I go to find some ordinary people. Taking blood to recover from the injury, I don’t know how many people will lose their lives because of your fallacy. This sin can be great."

"Bastard, if you dare to move, your grandmother will kill you." The short skirt beauty knows that Xiang Yang is telling the truth, but he has to suppress the heart of Xiang Yang, biting his teeth and controlling the flying sword to chase the front. go with.

Xiang Yang stood on the flying sword, and it was only honestly no longer tampering. This made the skirt beauty breathe a sigh of relief, and fully manipulated the flying sword to catch up with the spell of the golden light shining in front.

Xiang Yang’s knowledge began to unscrupulously observe how the other side manipulated the flying sword, but after observing it for a long time, he did not get any useful methods. He had to look at his head and look at the short skirt beauty: “Beauty, what is your sword?” I also go to learn one."

"Family biography." The short skirt beauty snorted coldly. "You are farther away from me."

Xiang Yang is not only not far away, but is even closer. "Do you... can you teach me? Or can I worship you as a teacher?"

Xiang Yang said that it is not a joke to worship a short skirt beauty, but really, in order to learn the sword, Xiang Yang feels that even if you really want to see this short skirt, you can do it. After all, this is a legend. The swordsmanship in the game is simply an invincible supernatural power. After the cultivation is successful, it is no different from the legendary sword fairy.

As a peerless swordsman, for the legendary method of Yu Jianshu, it is simply an irresistible temptation. When Xiang Yang saw the short skirt beauty show the sword, he made up his mind whether it was coercion or temptation. No matter what method you must use, you must learn this technique.

"It’s a natural skill created for me." Xiang Yang felt with emotion, watching the short skirt beauty Yu Jian flying, the speed is not much slower than himself, the more itchy in the heart want to learn this practice .

"laugh…"

At this time, the flying sword stopped, suspended in the air, the short skirt beauty turned his head and looked at Xiangyang coldly.

"Cough, you continue to chase, pass on my swordsmanship without urgency, first catch the vampire and then teach me." Xiang Yang face with a guilty color, eyes look ahead, urge "Oh, the vampire will run away later."

"He has disappeared."

The short skirt beauty is sighing.

"What?" Xiang Yang almost jumped up. "Don't you say that there is a way to catch that guy? You dare to chase after so long."

"It doesn't know what method to use, I lost its trace." The beauty of the short skirt beauty is very ugly. She was the descendant of the Heavenly Master. She has taken the devil to take the ghost as her own duty, and she is very strong in her own strength. Confidence, I thought that catching a little Western vampire is not a hand-to-hand, but I didn’t expect it to run.

"Bastard, don't let your grandmother catch you, or else you must suppress you for a hundred years under the town demon tower."