v4 Chapter 317： Li... Li Qinglian?

"It's finally here!" Ji Zhong rolled over and dismounted, looking at the tall city wall with a smile. The blowing snow hit Ji Zhong's face, and he just felt like a spring breeze was blowing his face.

Ji Zhong took the reins and walked into the team entering the city...

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"In the 111th time, Deng Shizai defeated Jiang Boyue, and Zhuge's birthday challenged Sima Zhao..." Chen Luo wrote down the title of today's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" chapter. For people, "Three Kingdoms" is over. But Chen Luo is a principled and responsible author, and he still has to keep writing!

After all, there are still Three Kingdoms calligraphy waiting for him.

At this moment, Luo Hongnu hurriedly pushed open the door of the study, and said with a happy expression: "Master Hou, Ji Gongzi is here."

"Xiao Ji is here?" Chen Luo's eyes lit up, he quickly put down the pen in his hand, and ran to the living room.

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"Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji!" Chen Luo shouted all the way and ran into the living room. He saw Ji Zhong standing in the hall with a solemn face. When Ji Zhong saw Chen Luo, he also smiled. He just took a step forward and thought of something. He quickly stood up again, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed in a long salute: "Guard Ji Zhong, I have seen your son!"

"What kind of ceremony!" Chen Luo stepped forward to help Ji Zhong up, hugged him warmly, and looked at it carefully, "Yes, I have really taken care of my body."

Ji Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "With your orders, how could Steward Lu dare to give me sympathy, and only allow me to leave the city if I don't see any injuries!"

Chen Luo nodded, patted Ji Zhong's shoulder, a stream of red dust entered his body along Ji Zhong's shoulder, Ji Zhong did not resist, and let Chen Luo's red dust swim around in his body, then Escape from Baihui Point.

"Two hundred and eighty-six acupoints!" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, he is indeed a genius, how long has it passed!

"The entry threshold for blood body transformation into supernatural powers is 280 acupoints, and Xiaoji can already complete the transformation." Chen Luo thought to himself, and it was a little strange, how could Xiaoji suddenly progress so rapidly?

"When Zhongjing was recovering, he often fought with Dafu." Xiaoji smiled and said, "He is a target, and it is all Taoist defense tricks, so... I realized the second trick of the new nine swords——"

"Broken Way!"

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On the sword pavilion.

Nowadays, with the increase in the number of people in the martial arts in the city, Yingjie, who has come from behind, has continued to emerge, and countless spiritual materials of barbarians have been invested in the physical body. A side-by-side posture.

"Nowadays, in the martial arts, it is obvious that the four of them, Ren Ji, Adamo, Song Wuji, and Su Qianqian, are obviously one step above the others. As long as he doesn't fall, he will become a giant." A Confucian scholar shook the paper fan, looked at the Sword Discourse Monument, and pointed the country.

"Hey, I want you to tell me." A martial artist took a sip of wine and said, "The martial arts institute is opened, and it is divided into two inner and outer courtyards. All four of them are admitted to the inner courtyard. Every martial arts school in the inner courtyard has a Dingding martial artist. , known as 'Wuding'. Among them, Ren Ji Ding Xiaoyao, Adamo entered Shaolin, Song Wuji went to Wudang, Su Qianqian palmed Emei. If you follow Hou Ye on the road of thousands of miles to the sky, you will become an ancestor in the future."

"I don't know if Martial Dao has the effect of increasing longevity." At this time, a Taoist pondered, "Patriarch Meng and Patriarch Li are not weak, but they are quite old and unable to do so. In the future, the potential is limited. If martial arts are similar to Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and also have the effect of increasing lifespan, they can go further."

Another Confucian student shook his head: "Difficult... Confucianism can only grow to the realm of Great Confucianism, and I don't know about Buddhism, but it seems that Taoism has such an effect when it reaches the realm of Daojun. Nine thousand miles."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded in approval. The reason why everyone listed the four Ren Ji as the first grade of martial arts at present is because they are young enough to wait.

"Are there any newcomers who stand out recently?" A warrior seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little heavy and changed the subject.

"Most of those who have some skills are stuck on the third floor. At present, the four Wu Dings are attacking the fifth floor, but no one has succeeded yet."

"No way, the more you go, the fewer people there are, but the stronger you are, the higher the chance of matching, so..."

Before the martial artist could finish speaking, there were bursts of exclamations from outside Lunjian Pavilion. Everyone hurriedly looked out and saw that everyone was surrounded by Jian Lun Monument, and there was a lot of discussion. On the Sword Stele, a name suddenly appeared, and then the points continued to rise, increasing steadily!

Everyone looked at-

City Lord's Mansion, Ji Zhong!

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On the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Daoist Beifeng stood on the Wutai.

He lost to Ren Ji a few days ago, and the innate source energy in his body was emptied, which caused him to recite the Dao scroll for the past few days, making up the innate source energy that had dissipated in his body.

Finally, it's filled!

For Ren Ji, Bei Feng admired and admired him, but if he summed up the battle, he felt that he still underestimated the enemy. If you come to me to face off, you won't necessarily lose!

Of course, the most unbearable thing for Beifeng is that his senior brother, Taoist Chou Yu, successfully entered the fifth floor from the fourth floor yesterday, and has been showing off in front of him for twelve hours.

The scholar is right, it is tolerable and unbearable!

Today, he is sad, and he has to enter the fourth floor first, and then break through the fifth floor.

He was one last fight short of the third floor.

The sad wind swept through the Confucian and Taoist disciples present, and he did not think anyone was his opponent. As for the martial artist, he didn't look at it.

In his heart, Ren Ji is the strongest!

At this moment, the chime sounded in Lunjian Pavilion, and a figure slowly appeared in front of Bei Feng.

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"Huh? This is... just ascended from the second floor?"

"Good face, I've never seen..."

"Look at it, the name is out, Ji Zhong... hiss, the City Lord's Mansion!"

"What? City Lord's Mansion? I remember that the last warrior in the City Lord's Mansion was Miss Su Qianqian!"

"Could it be the Marquis' secret weapon?"

"Wait... Ji Zhong? I remembered, it's the guard of Lord Hou! Isn't he a Confucian disciple?"

"My God, my clan brother is on the second floor, he said he was on the third floor and swung his sword seven times!"

"That is to say, a sword fight?"

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Beifeng looked at Ji Zhong in front of him, his eyelids jumped slightly.

He bowed to Ji Zhong: "The poor road is sad, it's polite."

Ji Zhong nodded and said in return, "Ji Zhong!"

Bei Feng didn't say much anymore, he heard the comments of the people in the audience.

One sword and one?

Either the sword is fast, or the sword is strong, and stability is the main thing.

With the thought in his mind, Bei Feng burst out with innate source energy, and once again condensed the radiance of Tai Chi.

Beifeng can't believe it, and there is still a second person who knows Beiming Dafa.

Ji Zhong looked at the sad wind shrouded in the radiance of Tai Chi at this moment, his eyes strange.

This move, he is in Zhongjing, when the firewood splits!

"Brother Ji, if you can't think of a way to decipher Tai Chi's radiant magical powers, Pindao advises you..."

A cold light suddenly appeared, and Ji Zhong put his sword back into its sheath.

"Acceptance!"

Bei Feng felt a chill in his heart, lowered his head, and saw that his Taoist robe had been cut open. If the other party moved forward a little further, it was probably his chest that was cut open.

Sad wind froze in place: This is... the end?

Brother, I am in the competition!

Why do you always match me with this kind of person!

Countless Taoist grandmothers, this is the second game I lost?

If you lose another game, you will go to the second floor?

It's not fair!

At this moment, an ethereal voice came from Lunjian Pavilion: "Ji Zhong, win!"

Beifeng looked at Ji Zhong helplessly: "Brother Ji, I also read Wuhou's novels! Is that a trick? Why don't I remember it!"

Ji Zhong was expressionless, and said, "Know the white, keep the black."

"Broken Dao Style Dark Light!"

"I made it myself..."

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In the city lord's mansion, looking at the picture in Lunjian Pavilion, Chen Luo was in a cheerful mood.

Luo Hongnu sat aside, gave Chen Luo a bowl of fruit brew, and said with a chuckle, "Master Hou, you're going too far."

"Young Master Ji is someone who has killed the Master, you let him fight Lunjian Pavilion!"

"Isn't it too bullying?"

Chen Luo took a sip of the fruit brew: "What's the matter? Xiaoji is in the nourishment realm, and he didn't even reach the blood promotion realm!"

"It's all three thousand miles, and it's legal fishing, how can you say it's fried fish!"

"Who made those Confucian and Taoist geniuses so arrogant one by one."

"Xiaoji, come on!"

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Under heaven.

This is the core area under the barbarian sky, and the magnificent palace complex that cannot be seen at a glance shines with the brilliance of the barbarian moon.

A second-rank barbarian hurriedly walked into a tall and beautiful building, walked through corridors full of exotic flowers and plants, and finally came to a secret room full of all kinds of weird symbols.

In the secret room, there was the skeleton of a savage beast left behind. Five women in white robes sat around the skeleton, exuding the aura of a first-rank great savage master. The second-rank barbarian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down respectfully.

"Meeting the sacrifice, the Barbarian God Palace has sent the imprint of the sky of the human race Lang Feixian. I hope that our Barbarian Palace can restore the appearance of the other party."

Saying that, the second-rank barbarian master held out a strangely shaped transparent container with both hands, and there was blue energy floating in the container.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Lang Feixian killing a son of a barbarian god, I'm afraid the barbarian **** would not have personally captured Lang Feixian's mark."

"Okay, it's not easy to collect the imprint of the sky, and it will be counterattacked by the sky. I'll finish the errand first."

"That's right. My teacher is still curious about what that Lang Feixian looks like? I heard that so far, even those who fought against him can't remember what he looked like."

"Today, the truth will be revealed!"

A first-rank great barbarian master pointed at the transparent container, the seal on the transparent container was untied, and a stream of blue energy floated out, and then the five great barbarian masters simultaneously held the limbs and heads of the savage beasts on the ground~www. novelhall.com~ A phantom of a ferocious beast stood above the remains.

The phantom of the wild beast took a deep breath, sucked all the blue energy into his nose, then raised his head, flashing light, and looked upward.

A ray of light appeared in the sight of the phantom of the wild beast.

It was a man, tall and thin, his hair was loosely draped, and a few strands of hair were obscured in front of him.

He was holding a long sword in his left hand and a wine jug in his right hand, as if he was about to break out of the curtain. Immediately, he saw a stroke of his long sword, and the painting screen dissipated.

Almost at the same time, the five great barbarians lifted their palms from the remains of the barbarian beasts as if they were burned, and saw that everyone's palms seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, creating a deep wound.

"Impossible! Impossible!" One of the great masters exclaimed, "It can't be him!"

"Li Qinglian!"

"He's been dead for hundreds of years!"

"impossible!"