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" Ancient skills are absolutely rare nowadays, and you can't buy them even with hundreds of billions of dollars.
"This is a good idea," Chen Jiu nodded.
"You agree?" Na Feijian paused.
With this effort, Chen Jiu suddenly punched out his fist, as if he had transcended time and space, and instantly knocked the flying sword away.
Looking at the monk Yin Shen below, Chen Jiu smiled coldly: "Roar".
With a roar, with a strong blood gas, the yin gods who just reached the yang will scatter, like melting ice and snow.
"It's amazing," the escorts below secretly thought.
"Is this the power of a warrior in the magical realm?" The female escort's eyes were dim.
"Hahahaha, so amazing, such an amazing young talent, I don't know which young talent he is from." A voice came from far away. It was still several miles away, but after the words fell, he should have arrived in front of everyone.
He has a head full of black hair, a black line between his forehead and eyebrows, and an old face. Only his hands are very white and tender, a bit better than a baby's hands.
The contrast between the old and the young is very strange.
"I have a ghost hand, and I am an elder of Fangxian Dao."
Chen Jiu frowned: "Are you a Fang Xiandao monk?"
"good".
"The previous group of monks?"
"Those are not our people, they are just a bunch of idiots."
Chen Jiu nodded: "You are actually here. Do you think monks can fight in close combat with warriors?"
The old man shook his head and said extremely seriously: "It's hard to say, monks not only have Yin gods, but also have magical power. The real monk's magical power is not weaker than the physical combat power of a warrior."
"Just you?".
The old man shook his head. Then he clapped his hands and said, "Since Mr. Chen Jiu wants to see you, let's come out and meet you."
After the words fell, streams of light flashed in the sky, which turned out to be the Yin God and the Dharma.
Look at these Yin gods and Dharma, they are equivalent to a thousand people.
"Mr. Chen is a talented person of the generation. Naturally, he should know that those who understand current affairs are talented people," the old man said.
Chen Jiu shook his head: "You won't know the outcome until you do it."
"Yes, Mr. Chen has just made a breakthrough, but his strength and foundation are very strong. It is normal not to take the old, weak, sick and disabled like us seriously."
¡°If you don¡¯t give it a try, how can you say victory or defeat?
"It seems that Young Master is still too confident. He doesn't take us seriously," the old man said.
"You look bored and wordy."
"Well, I don't think so," the old man said.
A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jiu's mouth, but this smile revealed an unprecedented killing intent.
"Yes, but I don't mind if you write a few more sentences."
"Why?" the old man asked curiously.
"Because soon, you will be a dead person. Dead people can't talk anymore, and they won't bore me." Chen Jiu put his hands behind his back.
? Below, a group of bodyguards clutched their weapons. Although they had long anticipated the danger, they did not expect it to come so soon.
The female escort¡¯s eyes flashed with little stars: ¡°So cool.¡±
The old man laughed, without any hint of fireworks: "Well, you are so sure that the person who dies must be me."
Chen Jiu's hand moved downwards. Four drops of water fell into the palm of my hand.
"Chen Jiu, the technique you used just now is an ancient technique, right?" The old man suddenly changed the subject.
Chen Jiu nodded: "Not bad."
"Then you are lucky, but it is not surprising that Qingyang Academy has such a foundation," the old man said.
"Why, you also want to try this skill?"
"Why don't we make a bet?" the old man said.
"What bet?" Chen Jiu said.
"I bet this on your skill." The old man took out an animal skin from his arms.
Chen Jiu looked at the animal skin, and the aura on it was older than the wild and powerful aura.
"What's this?".
¡°I don¡¯t know either,¡± the old man sighed.
"Don't know?" Chen Jiu was stunned.
¡°I really don¡¯t know, and this animal skin is only half of it.¡±
"If I kill you, these things will all be mine, why should I bet with you?" Chen Jiu smiled coldly.
The old man nodded: "That's right, I just don't know if you have sent Mang Niu Jin's deputy"Put it on your body".
Chen Jiu did not answer, but asked: "How many pursuits did your Fang Xiandao organize?"
"I can keep you just this once." The old man took the animal skin back into his arms.
"I understand," Chen Jiudao.
"Then let's fight. The winner is king," the old man said.
Chen Jiu nodded: "fight".
The old man slowly took off the crutch behind him and pointed it out to Chen Jiu. This crutch seemed slow, but it was extremely fast.
"It turns out you have reached this level too." Chen Jiu stretched out his right hand in the same manner as the old man. They are all extremely slow.
"Bang" Chen Jiu's body trembled with the first blow, and Chen Jiu and the old man took three steps back together with the second blow.
The shouts of killing rose from below, and Chen Jiu stared at the old man cautiously: "Yes, the monk's magic power can compete with the warrior's combat body."
"Come again" Chen Jiu used his reckless strength again.
An illusory wild cow instantly ran towards the old man with an ancient aura, and raised its right hoof high in front of the old man.
"Trampled by bulls".
The stick in the old man's hand was also a treasure. It was instantly placed above his head and withstood the kick of the bull.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Bend, then the old man exerts force, the bent part rebounds instantly, and the reckless cow disappears invisible.
The old man flicked his crutch: "The ancient skills are really extraordinary."
The old man¡¯s cane flew into the air and he attacked Chen Jiu first again.
Chen Jiu gently raised his right foot, flew into the air, and then instantly landed on the attacking stick.
The old man flicked his crutch, and the crutch instantly bent, sending Chen Jiu flying.
"Roar" the bullock roared again, Chen Jiu stood upside down, and pressed toward the old man like Mount Tai.
The old man flew out instantly with his staff, restrained his energy, and stopped Chen Jiu's palm from a distance.
Chen Jiu is on top, the old man is on the bottom, and the stick is in the middle.
Chen Jiu¡¯s blood boiled, like a little sun.
Colors are flying all over the old man's body, and his magic power is operating to the extreme.
"Pah!" Chen Jiu flew into the air. Without waiting for the old man to change his posture, he moved his palm downward again and clasped the crutch.
A black lightning flashed, and the entire crutch instantly turned into powder, and the old man retreated to a big tree instantly.
That black light made the old man palpitate, and there was a threat of death.
The crutch that had accompanied him for countless years disappeared between heaven and earth, and the old man's heart was bleeding.
Chen Jiu's figure slowly landed on a treetop from the air.
"What kind of skill is this?" the old man asked.
Chen Jiu knew that he was referring to the black lightning, but Chen Jiu didn't want to say it. In fact, he also had questions in his heart: "Why are you able to fight warriors with physical magic power, while the previous monk who entered the realm is physically weak?"
The old man took a deep look at Chen Jiu: "The real big forces all have their own ancient skills. The ancient monks can pick up the stars and the moon, and they are not inferior to the warriors. Don't you find it strange?"
Chen Jiu did not answer, but quietly waited for the old man to continue: "Monks can also use the energy of heaven and earth to temper their bodies. Otherwise, how can the physical body be able to bear it if the spirit becomes stronger and stronger? Today's monks have given up tempering the physical body. Why? ?,because,,,,".
The old man stopped talking and looked at Chen Jiu.
Chen Jiu nodded: "I understand. The reason why monks can compete with warriors is because of mana, mana, and the power of heaven and earth. Every move is blessed by the power of heaven and earth. Over time, the physical body will naturally become stronger, but really What can make you compete with warriors is not your body, but your magic power."
The old man was stunned, and then said: "I really admire you, you can guess this."
The old man misled himself before, saying that the power of heaven and earth tempers the body, but Chen Jiuyi was wrong when he heard it.
"What is mana?" Chen Jiu asked doubtfully.
"You have already said that the power of the heaven and earth is magic power."
Chen Jiu nodded: "If you don't want to tell me, I will eventually know the truth one day. Now keep fighting."
The old man glanced at Chen Jiu: "Aren't you going to answer my questions?"
"Do you think I am a fool? Will I tell my opponent my trump card?" Chen Jiu said sarcastically.
The old man shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I won't worry if you don't tell me when I capture you."
"It depends on your ability." Chen Jiu smiled evilly.
"Actually, my most powerful thing is not my staff, but my hands." The old man suddenly raised his hands, which were as delicate as a baby.road. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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