Just like all the big names, Chen Yingning can treat "ordinary people" with a high attitude, a mind like a sea, and a prime minister can give in, but when facing a person of the same level as him, he will be as angry as a child.

Although I had long wanted to measure Zhou Yi, I was still angry by the young man saying, "It's not so easy to hurt your husband." He opened his mouth and jumped into the ball. I saw the silver ball spreading rapidly in the air. It was a small sword more than five inches long and the thickness of a little finger, much thinner than the one of the white-haired old man Jun Xie.

"Hum!"

It is estimated that the Bull's Nose's statement came from now on. With a loud noise like a bull's sound from Chen Yingning's nose, the small sword suddenly turned into a silver light and hit Zhou Yi two or three meters away. It was indeed a great sword technique, which was much more flexible than his old apprentice. When he moved his mind, he would stab someone if he said he could!

"Human Desire Chapter? This Chunyang Lu Dongbin is so famous. Why do I look like the ancestor of the thief?"

No matter how deep you practice internal martial arts, you cannot really hide metal weapons in your stomach and spit them out along your esophagus. Zhou Yi has never heard of anyone who can practice the golden bell cover to the esophagus and stomach. Isn’t that nonsense? So when Chen Yingning just spit out the silver ball, he saw that this little sword was actually a soft sword, and it was balled into a small ball and pressed under the root of his tongue. When it needed to be used, it could be sprayed out immediately. The so-called great success is that it was faster than his old disciple Jun Xie. With a sound of a bull, the flying sword could hurt people, which seemed extremely awesome.

This matter cannot be carefully considered. Zhou Yi wants to laugh after thinking about it. He thinks how mysterious this great sword technique is. It turns out that it is just that. Chen Yingning's skill in controlling the sword with his breath is indeed good, but when it comes to the mouth of the hidden sword, isn't this a way to steal? A slightly smarter habitual thief can put three or five blades under his tongue but it doesn't affect his speech. When it comes to the junction of life and death, a blade can be sprayed out within half a meter to hurt people. Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, but it may not have been a thief before. I don't know who stole whose master contacted him. Chen Yingning's great sword technique was immediately stripped of his mysterious halo, which was more like a juggling in the world.

"Brother Yi is careful." Liu Xu didn't know that Zhou Yi was very serious. When he saw the silver ball turning into a sword, his pink face changed, fearing that Zhou Yi would not be able to resist Chen Yingning, the contemporary "sword immortal", the magical sword technique.

"Good guy, flying swords and jumping balls, sharp! If this is used to kill people and kill lives, it will be so convenient." Zhou Yi laughed, and did not take it in a force, and directly unfolded his body to catch the moon, and turned around in this fence courtyard. His identity had never appeared in the martial arts world. Everyone's eyes were straightened. The sword light was flying, but it was just a few inches away from him that he could not get stuck.

After being stared in secret for so long, Zhou Yi was speechless? This time he proposed to see the Taoist Flying Sword. He wanted to take the opportunity to suppress the other party's arrogance, so that Chen Yingning knew that not everyone could just keep an eye on it; now he wanted to see how long Chen Yingning could control the flying sword. What is the maximum speed of the flying sword? At the same time, while dodging, he released the body-protecting spiritual energy out of his body and secretly figured out how President Chen Da controlled the flying sword. Gradually, he found that the shape of the small sword was different from that of an ordinary sword. It stretched out a thin wing on both sides of the blade. It was a bit like that kind of anti-seepage wing, but the wing was extremely narrow and the angle was slightly inclined. Under the cover of optical principles, it was not easy to find that he had not noticed that there was this thing on Dao Junxie's small sword before.

The sword also has small edges and small grooves that are very aerodynamic. It is estimated that this is the premise for the small sword to fly; Chen Yingning, the old Taoist of the bull, is like the engine of the small flying sword. At different distances and angles, the airflow emitted from his nose can be very timely and accurately control the small flying sword to control its speed and attack direction. To put it bluntly, it is a good breathing skill and the control method that makes it perfect, so that the small sword can fly.

What about the three chapters of Lu Zu? Once you understand the truth, Zhou Yi wants to laugh. This technique is probably what the old Taoists have created by combining juggling skills and Taoist internal breathing skills. They just want to add Lu Chunyang's name to make people worship it. Thinking of what Chen Yingning said, it will be bloody and suck people's essence, Zhou Yi can't help but shake his head secretly. After being a Taoist priest for a long time, he likes to pretend to be a god, and a dignified president cannot avoid the vulgarity.

I have to admit that if you are skilled in playing this flying sword attack technique, it is still possible to kill hundreds of island ghosts overnight. However, the control method of the flying sword also determines that this thing is based on the amazing victory, the sharpness of the sword, and how powerful can it have? It is estimated that it will not be easy for Jun Xie to stab the flying sword into the Chunin Tree at once, and it is mostly based on the sharpness of the blue sword itself.

After seeing through the Taoist flying sword's shame-covering underwear, what else was Zhou Yi worried about? He simply used Chen Yingning and the flying sword as kites to play. His magical behavior was varied, just to see what the maximum distance between President Chen and the flying sword was controlled.

"Murder and kill people, put on a torn skirt!"

Chen Yingning's eyes turned black and she didn't faint on the spot. What is this metaphor! He is not a merciful monk who looks like a paranormal even though he has infinite world in his heart. Although he is a tyrant, he is a "monk" with a wife, children, and thunderous anger. He bit his teeth and used all his strength to eat. The old Taoist chased the sword light, always keeping the distance between himself and the little sword no more than ten meters. He shouted in "Hum Hum" and knew that he was chasing his opponent with a flying sword in the Taoist sect. He didn't know that he was a cowherd, and he wanted to regain his old karma.

The old man from white-haired Jun Xie closed his eyes and said, "It's over, my teacher is about to sprain. This Taoist flying sword is originally a method of Yin people. For example, the two were fighting fiercely in fists and feet. One of them suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the flying sword. The other party would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Just like the iron-headed skill of Duolin Temple, it was a third-hand work. Now, the boy named Zhou was even smoother than a loach. His teacher's flying sword failed to hit him, so he could only run around the yard. The sudden attack effect was gone. If this continues, he wouldn't have to make his teacher's nose crumble? Liu Xu clapped his hands repeatedly. At first, she seemed to be watching a juggling. The position of the mysterious and solemn Taoist flying sword in her heart has been declining again and again, but it feels like she is just like this.

"Immortal Buddha, the Three Pure Dao Ancestor, is outrageous!"

Taoist flying swords are famous for being extremely fast. According to Chen Yingning's idea, even if a Hunyuan-level expert faces him at close range, it is difficult to avoid him. Who would have thought that Zhou Yi's feet were so slippery and his ingenious body skills were the only ones he had seen in his life. This time, he was really sprained and could not get off the Taiwan side in front of his old disciple.

The so-called shameless knife is hard to enter. Now the old Taoist is smoking from his nose and his heart is inflamed. He wants to take back the little flying sword. He agreed that he will not be able to return blood. Could it be that he will pull it on his shoulder? This little brat cheats people. He will send the old senior to the platform and he will remove the ladder. I will fight with you! Chase, chase, chase

The two of them ran and ran, and this sword light was floating in the middle, like a lantern, which looked very beautiful. Zhou Yi plotted against the old Taoist and was almost exhausted. He turned around suddenly, took back the body-protecting spirit, and laughed: "Good sword, I'll take it and have fun!" He actually learned that the old Taoist made a sound of "Hum" with his nose. During the time he was taking the old Taoist in circles, he had already used the body-protecting spirit to understand the method of breathing and moving the sword, and now he is an expert.

"Why!"

Chen Yingning felt a sudden soreness on his nose, and a huge force rushed towards him. It seemed that someone bent his index finger and shaved hard on the bridge of his nose. This was a big deal. Not to mention continuing to control the Xiao Feijian, tears almost flowed out.

"Hum Ah Hum!" Zhou Yi took a few breaths, and a loud sound of cows was heard in his nose, and dust was flying everywhere. He saw the little flying sword as if he had been immersed in the fixed way. He first paused in the air, turned around, and stabbed the old Taoist in the opposite direction.

"No, boy, you're too cruel!"

Looking at his own flying sword, Chen Yingning's expression changed drastically. This small flying sword was made of refined steel. He spent a lot of effort to find this famous hidden sword-making master. After the sword was completed, it was as soft as cotton when not in use, but once it was forced into the mouth, it immediately turned into a sword shape. Not only did it eliminate iron like mud, but it also specialized in breaking all body-protecting energy. He did not rely solely on the flying sword to protect himself. He was also a master with martial arts cultivation level in the Hunyuan realm. How could he not know that this sword was stabbed, even the Hunyuan master's body-protecting energy might not be able to hold on?

My mom, what else are you talking about at this time? What kind of people are so arrogant and unpretentious? Chen Yingning turned around and left, and was about to hide in the house first.

"Haha, the Taoist flying sword is not bad, the old senior wants to leave now, but it's too late!"

Zhou Yi breathed a breath, and the sound made was two or three times that of Chen Yingning. The small flying sword suddenly turned into a silver light about two feet long. Just as he flew, he snatched Chen Yingning in front of him. The sword was so bright that he designated his forehead.

"Hahahahaha!"

Chen Yingning looked at Zhou Yi and suddenly laughed: "Good kung fu and good means, Xiaoyou Zhou, I didn't expect that you are also a swordsman. If you have such painstaking planning, you are going to humiliate Chen in public?"

"Of course not."

Zhou Yi flashed and appeared in front of Chen Yingning like a ghost. He reached out and grabbed the little sword, letting it curl into a ball in his palm, and smiled and said, "To be honest, I just learned the sword control technique from my seniors temporarily. I didn't expect that this would be so interesting. I was having fun for a while, which scared the old seniors. Haha, but seniors, don't be angry. You have investigated me secretly for so long, and even you saw through my underwear. I was also very surprised. Even if we were even this time, seniors, your sword."

"I see"

Chen Yingning smiled bitterly, reached out to take the sword ball, and looked at Zhou Yi with complicated eyes: "Don't worry, Xiaoyou Zhou, this kind of thing will not happen in the future. Today, Chen has learned about the power of you, a contemporary genius. I admire you, admire you."

"I dare not, I dare not."

Zhou Yi smiled very sunny. (To be continued...)

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