Chapter 44

"Tao you!"

"Brother te!"

"Brother te!"

The long sword in his hand fell slowly from Telangpu's hand.

"Ah..."

Another scream resounded through the sky. The first snow was pulled out of the chrysanthemum fluttered by te Lang, and the blood was flying high

Telang threw his hand over the chrysanthemum. His body was soft and fell straight. In the air, he could see the blood like a fountain flying out of the chrysanthemum.

"Wave flutter!"

A man friar flew and caught Telangpu from the air. The two old men circled in the air. They didn't stop until they made many turns.

"Elder martial brother, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't practice purple Qi with elder martial brother in a short time..."

"No! Lang Pu, if you say anything stupid, it will be all right. It will be all right... "

Telangpu shook his head: "senior brother, Jiang Lin and I... Who is more handsome..."

"Does that matter? Of course, Jiang Lin is more handsome. "

"Er..."

"Wave flutter! Are you okay? Wave rush! Wave rush! Waves flutter... "

The man's sad cry resounded through the sky again and put his younger martial brother face down on the ground. The man roared and rushed to Jiang Lin: "Jiang Lin! You hurt my junior brother! I want you to sacrifice chrysanthemums! "

The man took out a small iron ball. Under the urging of spiritual power, the iron ball suddenly wrapped the man. The next moment, the man put on silver armor.

The weapon of military friars is usually armour pill, which is a bit like a martial arts man. It mainly focuses on physical melee, but military friars also have spiritual power.

The man who incarnates as an iron armor Xiaobao has left hook and right hook, up and down, left and right, Baba... Every punch and kick is mixed with purple breath.

Jiang Lin carries it hard one punch after another. It's also a sea viewing environment. The other party's sea viewing environment seems to be much more down-to-earth than his own. If Jiang Lin guesses correctly, the other party must also have a Wufu fourth territory.

Dong!

The armored Xiaobao puts his foot on Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin flies tens of meters. Blood overflows from the corners of his mouth. He stands up "hard" from the air and Jiang Lin wipes out the blood from the corners of his mouth.

......

Diao Da: "Hey, Wuke, what do you think Jiang Lin is doing? How can people say that he is also a Wufu? What is he fighting against? "

Wu Ke: "I don't make it either. Do you think Jiang Lin will deliberately pit us?"

Fang copied the skirt: "Shh, don't talk. Can we figure out brother Jiang's every move?"

......

"Jiang Lin! Bring chrysanthemums! "

Suddenly, the iron armor treasure roared, and suddenly the light flashed in the gap between the armor. The man put his hands together and held them above his head, turned into a poisonous dragon and went to the river.

"Even if I use up my last breath, I can't fall here!"

Jiang Lin also raised his long sword.

"The sun! Give me strength! "

The sky was shining in the high sun, and the golden brilliance poured into the river sword.

"Salted fish stab!"

Jiang Lin farted deeply, like the tail gas of a jet fighter, pushing Jiang Lin to drill into the poisonous dragon!

"Ah!!!!!"

"Ah!!!!!"

The output depends on roaring. The impact of spiritual power is scattered by the drill bit of poisonous dragon drill and Jiang Lin's sharp sword.

"Jiang Lin!"

"Ji Taimei!"

The hot-blooded battle reached everyone's heart, and both sides couldn't help shouting their names.

"Bang!"

After an explosion, the spiritual power dissipated, and Ji Taimei fell straight from the air and fell to the ground. In the air, Jiang Lin's long hair was still floating, and the blood at the corners of his mouth showed his dust removal. He only heard Jiang Lin take over the wine pot thrown by the room skirt and downplay after a big drink:

"Who else?"

......

"Wow... So handsome!"

"Jiang Lin, hello man."

"What does man mean?"

"I don't know. Just shout."

"Jiang Lin! Hello, man. "

For a time, sun and moon became restless, especially most of the people who won the money were so happy that they looked like green partners.

......

"Don't go wild when the river is near prostitution and thieves!"

"Remember to pay."

"Hum!"

A monk sprinkled ten medium-grade spirit stones into the air like coins, and Jiang Lin was immediately involved in the storage bag.

In an instant, in mid air, there was another showdown like fireworks.

Jiang Lin seems to have been injured, but he still fights with each other. Finally, it's another big move. Although Jiang Lin sprays a mouthful of blood, he still stands in the air again.

"I have been injured, but I will never shrink back. Since I Jiang Lin said to pick all of you, I Jiang Lin did what I said, but the people who challenge me next will have ten more spirit stones each time, otherwise, I will never fight!"

Pale Jiang Lin said weakly, covering his chest.

At this time, Diao DA and Wu Ke understood why Jiang Lin always had several flaws, but they didn't start, and even resisted each other's big moves. It turned out that this guy wanted to fish more!

And before, it seems that Jiang Lin said he wanted to find a pure Wufu to learn boxing. Could it be that this guy still used them to exercise his physique?

But is there such exercise? This is dying, isn't it?

After another four people, Jiang Lin still stood, but the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

"Bang..."

"Jiang Lin!"

"Brother Jiang!"

"Young master Jiang, no!"

Another loud noise, Jiang Lin's brother hit the ground from the sky. In this last collision, everyone thought that Jiang Lin, whose oil lamp was dry, would die. Only a "Ding" sound was heard, as crisp as copper coins falling on the marble floor.

With the dust scattered, Jiang linli's sword in front of him, covering his chest with his hand, spewed out a thick... Tomato juice

"This son is so terrible!"

For a moment, the elders who guarded the battlefield on both sides took a breath. Even some elders of the sect felt pity and wanted to persuade Jiang Lin to join their own door.

This kind of mind! This perseverance! Still so strong, so lasting!

It's a necessary quality for cultivation!

"Is there no one who can fight?"

Jiang Lin held the sword in front of him, showing such a big... "$" in his eyes.

Jiang Lin's voice pierced the enemy's heart like a sharp thorn. Similarly, it pierced the hearts of his teammates

Jiang Lin has won eight consecutive victories unconsciously! Does anyone bet on Jiang Lin's eighth consecutive victory? No, that is to say, I lost my bet.

There were even many brothers of the sun moon sect kneeling on the ground and wailing, running nose and scolding each other:

"What's the matter with your six doors? My daughter-in-law is gone. Is it so difficult for you to win once? "

"Fake match! Refund! Refund! "

"Jiang Lin! You are shameless! You must be colluding with them! "

"Brother Jiang, do you need a warm quilt? Lend me some spirit stone to go back to work. I'm going to kneel on the washboard... "

The howling and crying on the side of the sun and moon sect became louder and louder, pointing to the six main doors and scolding with snot and tears.

Similarly, looking at Jiang Lin standing with a sword, the six main doors are also silently crying in his heart