Chapter 603

Bruce Lee steps back a few steps and stands still immediately. The wordless spirit book in his arms starts to absorb the skill of chasing wind god palm into the pages of the book. He only takes away the skin injury!

"You --!" The true disciple was shocked. He sat cross legged in the air and looked at him inconceivably. He said, "you don't have the cultivation of immortals. Why don't you die in the palm of my God?"

A bad smile appeared at the corner of Bruce Lee's mouth and said, "in fact, I'm a master!"

"Well, there must be some treasure in your chest. Let me see it!" As soon as the voice fell, countless phantoms came to Bruce Lee, and countless phantoms turned into innumerable palms, glittering with gold.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Facing the attack of thousands of hands, Bruce Lee can't cope with it no matter how fast he is!

The wordless spirit book and folding paper fan in my arms were snatched away by the true disciple in an instant!

The phantom disappeared, and he appeared seven or eight feet away from Bruce Lee, flipping through the wordless spirit book. He could not see the skill absorbed in it. He saw a piece of empty paper and said with a smile, "it's just a broken book. Give it back to you!"

The wordless spirit Book flies in the air, and Bruce Lee catches it.

Looking at the folding paper fan, the zhenzhuan disciple was disappointed and said, "a broken weapon, I'll give it back to you!" He throws the folding paper fan in the air, and Bruce Lee catches it.

"You don't have a treasure. Why can you stand up to me? Who the hell are you? Dare you hide your accomplishments! I don't believe it. Come again

Zhenzhuan disciples sprang up, crossed their hands, and attacked by countless illusory hand shadows. Bruce Lee's arms and legs spread, suddenly opened the folding fan, forced out the air in the Dantian, and went up again.

"Bang Bang --" Folding fans block countless hand shadows.

And the genuine Qi of zhenzhuan disciples is transmitted to the folding fan, and the folding fan flashes like lightning. When zhenqiliu touches Bruce Lee, his arm is numb. He is shot far away and almost falls into the pool.

True Qi is powerful. Bruce Lee is envious.

The folding paper fan in my hand returns to its original state, and the golden light disappears. Only the landscape painting on the fan surface can be seen, and the floating two swords are clear!

"Ah, your fan is a treasure! It's mine The Zhenchuan disciple was so excited that he turned into several shadows and besieged Bruce Lee.

Countless hand shadows hit again.

It's a good way to sacrifice and refine weapons to have real Qi in hand shadow, but I'm going to risk my life and death! Anyway, there is Yuanshi magic pill to protect the body. Let's go!

Thinking, Bruce Lee starts from the edge of the pool and dances the paper fan.

The paper fan and countless hand shadows crisscrossed, he was threatened by Qi, and was hit on the opposite wall. Unfortunately, the folding fan was also taken away by him.

Zhenzhuan disciple is very powerful. When did Laozi have such profound cultivation!

"Ha ha, good treasure, it belongs to me, but I don't want people to say that I robbed the treasure, so the only way is to kill you!"

The disciple of zhenzhuan held it high with one hand, and a sword fell into his hand......

Seeing that the situation is not good, Bruce Lee is thinking of Thirty-six Strategies, and sneaking is the best strategy. He only hears "whoosh" two times. Two immortal flying swords fly out of the folding paper fan in the hands of zhenzhuan's disciples. They are all red and indistinct. They look very unreal.

Two flying swords came out in parallel and flew in the air.

"Ah?" The disciple sighed, "it's a treasure indeed!" He hid the sword in his hand and went to grab the two red swords. He reached out to grab them. It was empty, but there was no touch.

It turned out to be an illusory sword.

The true disciple was very surprised!

Standing there, Bruce Lee looked up and sighed, "no, the paper fan can't fall into that guy's hands. I want to take it back!"

The zhenzhuan disciple couldn't grasp the double swords, so he had to stand in the air, holding the folding paper fan and dancing wildly. The two red illusory swords, driven by the folding paper fan, danced wildly in the air.

Ha ha When he was laughing, suddenly, two illusory swords stabbed him like chasing the stars and the moon. Tear the air, fire, anger!

"Ah?" The zhenzhuan disciple quickly danced the folding paper fan in his hand. Unexpectedly, the two illusory swords stabbed faster! He had to throw the folding paper fan into the air, and two illusory swords were shot at the paper fan and hidden in the landscape paintings of the paper fan.

Bruce Lee suddenly understood that the paper fan was the scabbard of the two immortal swords. Hahaha, he jumped up and reached for the folding paper fan.

Seeing this, the true disciple stood in the void, pinching his finger with his left hand and holding it high with his right hand. A fairy sword fell into his hand. He aimed at Bruce Lee and made a stroke across the air. A semicircle arc of golden light swept across.

Fast as lightning.

Bruce Lee now holds the paper fan in his hand. He dances in a hurry. Two red immortal swords burst out again and pierce the real messenger in the air.

The zhenzhuan disciple holds the immortal sword in a vertical and horizontal block, and two illusory swords turn around and stab Bruce Lee in parallel.

Bruce Lee knows that they may want to return to the fan again. He doesn't panic. He takes the fan and waits for them to return home!

"I didn't expect that the folding paper fan was so magical. I didn't come here in vain tonight. I refined the paper fan with the help of Zhenqi sacrifice! Now it's not sure who is the owner of the paper fan. When I go back, I will become the owner. Gaga!

If Bruce Lee wants to escape, the true disciple will let him go. Instead of catching up, he still stood in the air, hid his sword, spread his arms, and flew out two roaring dragons from behind.

Roaring dragon!

Bruce Lee's heart is hanging high. Last time he met Leng lie, he was a low-level immortal. His dragon roaring skill is so powerful. The man in front of him must be more powerful than Leng lie, and the dragon roaring skill must be extraordinary!

Run!

As soon as you spread your arms and use your lightness skills, you can fly out of the cave.

Two roars, two dragons chasing out!

The true disciple used the third skill of the roaring Dragon: Double Dragons kill demons!

Whoosh!

It's so damn fast. Thanks to Bruce Lee's speed limit training, and the original magic Dan in his body is activated by his own potential at a time of crisis, the two angry dragons are close, but they never catch up.

If what makes the Dragon roar today is fenghuojintong, Xiaolong will surely die!

After escaping from danger with lingering fear, Bruce Lee suddenly feels very exciting. This kind of stimulation for the rest of his life is like transcending the limit of cultivating martial arts, which makes him feel full.

All of a sudden, Bruce Lee turns around in the air, takes out the wordless spirit book from his arms, turns a page at random, and aims at the two chasing dragons.

"Ouch Two illusory dragons stand up to the sky and roar. But no longer chasing! In the end, it was hidden in the air and disappeared. On one page of the wordless spirit book, there were two dragons standing up to heaven!

Gaga, again!

Although Bruce Lee doesn't know the use of these skills in Wuzi Lingshu, he thinks it's really fun. Take it. More is better. Maybe it will be of great use in the future. Gaga!

When he decided to fly out of "woxianzhuang", he suddenly saw a zhenzhuan female disciple in light cyan clothes waving in the sea of flowers across the lake. Her sword was flying in the wind, and the golden sword flowers were like fireworks in full bloom.

The sword technique is just Xuantian Fengwu Jue

Her sword dance is like dancing. It looks beautiful.

Although the night is dark, Dan Xiaolong's martial arts cultivation is in the realm of martial arts. He can see her clearly in the dark. He recognizes her. She is Hua Shanshan!

"Hum, this woman is cruel and cruel. I don't have the cultivation of immortality now, and I can't touch the stone with eggs. I'd better avoid it!" Thinking, Bruce Lee runs around her in the air.

"Who?" Hua Shanshan is very sensitive. She has a panoramic view. She saw a shadow passing by!

When she stopped dancing, the sword appeared on the floor of her feet like a skateboard. She took the sea of flowers as the ground and quickly slid away. In the sea of flowers, the bees fly wildly. When they slide out of the range of the sea of flowers, the sword jumps up and rushes into the sky to chase the dark shadow!

How fast!

Bruce Lee feels a strong wind coming behind him.

"Stop, you are lying in Xianzhuang at night. Are you dying?" Hua Shanshan, who is stepping on the immortal sword, is annoyed. She pinches her finger with her left hand and uses the magic of changing the stars. In the blink of an eye, she appears in front of Bruce Lee.

Bruce Lee's speed is too fast. Suddenly, a man appears in front of her. Due to his inertia, he can jump on Hua Shanshan. His hands just grasp the protruding part of her chest and start to warm and tremble!

The two were frozen in the air.

Hua Shanshan was so angry that she called out: "go to hell!"| He pinches his finger with his left hand, uses his palm to catch the wind, and pats it on Bruce Lee's chest. The wordless spirit book in his arms sucks the skill into the pages of the book. In order to escape as soon as possible, Bruce Lee looks injured, flies his body out of Zhang Xu's distance, lands on the ground again, and doesn't move!

"Well, the thief! If you die, I won't get rid of you. I'll take another sword Hua Shanshan leaps a height in the air, and the fairy sword at her feet bounces into her hands. She dances against Bruce Lee in the air. From the fairy sword, ten thousand unreal flying swords fly out and stab Bruce Lee in a dense black way.

It's like pouring rain!

"Damn it, motherfucker, do you hate me so much?" Bruce Lee quickly turned over and ran away, but the ten thousand flying swords were chasing like eyes.

Fortunately, he has speed!

"Step on the sword to subdue the devil!" Hua Shanshan steps on countless illusory flying swords and dances her fairy sword to chase Bruce Lee!

"Damn, she hates it so much!" Bruce Lee is sweating! Run with all your strength.

Hua Shanshan used the first move of "Xuantian Fengwu Jue" in the air: Xuantian Xianwu.

Two pretty and graceful beauties come out of the sword. Their flawless faces are smiling like flowers. Their orchid fingers stretch out and crawl. They catch up with Bruce Lee like meteors and dance around him.

Bruce Lee stands up in the air, a little stunned. Shit, what kind of skill is this? There are two beauties. I can't. Even if I take a risk, I have to understand them!

In the distance, a vicious smile appeared on the corner of Hua Shanshan's mouth. Under her sword dance, the two beauties could not dance. Bruce Lee's eyes brightened and his heart said with a smile: "Damn, how can it be like the dance in QQ dazzle dance?"

All of a sudden, Hua Shanshan in the distance pinches her fingers to read the rhyme. The two beauties turn into two flying swords and stab Bruce Lee. Fortunately, he's had reaction limit training before, so he can escape easily and run quickly.

Hua Shanshan was stunned and said: "this man is not simple. Can he hide from Xuantian Fengwu Jue?"