Titled 200 million years

It should be on the shelves next Friday, and there will be a reward for a few more changes.

Well, I guess I would offer a reward of ten shifts at most, maybe there are none at all.

After all, clicks are not high now, and there are indeed fewer people reading books.

Anyway, it can be done with more than a dozen changes on the day of the shelves, little meaning.

If the reward target is not fulfilled on the day of launch, it is very simple to pay off the debt.

There are also photos of women's clothing in the book, and the old friends who have seen it all say it is OK.

In short, this is a serious and serious reward.

Me, five more beans, this book is bursting!

Chapter 45: It's really slow (first more)

The door was kicked open by a kick, and the already weak door panel also smashed down, cracking a gap in the middle, and when it fell to the ground, it broke into two immediately.

When the plank fell to the ground, a cloud of dust was stirred up, and a figure stood in front of the door holding a big knife.

When the smoke cleared, I saw the man wearing a spotless white coat, a handsome face, a cold expression, and a war spirit surging in his eyes.

"Come out and get beaten!"

He shouted.

...

"boom!"

The next moment, with the sound of a dragon, a white figure suddenly flew out of the house, hit the ground fiercely, and instantly smashed a deep hole on the bluestone floor, where the slab was cracked inch by inch. , The flying rocks scattered like cannonballs.

This person's chest collapsed slightly, and a clear palm print appeared.

Amazingly, it was the guy who was holding a big knife and kicked the front door of Cui Xin's house.

Everyone was about to step forward to lift it up, a big knife suddenly flew out from the house, turned into a parabola in the air, and then inserted heavily into the bluestone ground, frightening everyone to scatter.

At this time, Xia Xun walked out of the room with a long sword in his hand. The light reflected by the sword in the sun looked so thrilling.

Although the long sword his mother-in-law left him is not even a spiritual weapon, the material used for the sword is excellent cold iron.

The man struggled to get up from the ground, drew out the big knife inserted into the bluestone slab, and the eyes that looked at Xia Xun were full of horror.

"too strong."

His hand holding the knife couldn't help shaking, and he said every word.

As soon as the word "le" was uttered, a puff of blood spurted out from his mouth.

He was in the house just now, and he was about to slash Xia Xun with a big knife in his hand, but Xia Xun's ghostly figure made him completely unpredictable.

He missed the knife and was about to turn around and hack again, but Xia Xun had already appeared in front of him, and then hit his chest with a palm.

At that moment, he only felt that the sky was spinning, as if his chest was about to explode.

What horrified him most was that when Xia Xun took the palm of his hand, the sound of dragons erupted in the air, which made people tremble.

"Master Tu, are you okay."

The big man came forward and asked nervously.

Because he rushed back to take revenge, his right hand was simply bandaged.

"I'm fine."

The Master Tu bit his words.

"Master Tu must have been careless just now, this kid is very weird, don't be careful." The big man still seemed to be a little confused about the situation.

"Why do you need to support it?" Xia Xun shook his head, looking at this Young Master Tu and said: "You must be uncomfortable now."

"The internal organs were hurt by my palm, and my ribs were broken by my palm."

"If I were you, now let me be carried on a stretcher to find a genius doctor to fix my bones."

Hearing these words, Master Tu was immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and he felt that his strong man had collapsed.

"Isn't even a monk like Tu Song his opponent?" The big man was shocked.

Xia Xun's finger pierced his palm just now, and he was extremely angry.

He thought that Xia Xun was a monk, so he found him who was also a monk, and was the son of the famous powerhouse Tyrant Tushan in Gusu City.

You know, Tyrant Tushan is a super strong man who can fight against the legendary dragon a few days ago, and as his son, Tu Song is naturally not much different.

He thought that after Tu Song came, he could easily clean up Xia Xun, but who knew that Tu Song was also not an enemy of Xia Xun's move. This was too unreasonable.

"Master Tu, is what he said is true?" The big man asked cautiously, for fear of angering others.

"I am indeed not his opponent." Tu Song gritted his teeth.

If it is not really defeated, who is willing to bow their heads and admit defeat.

As Xia Xun said, he did feel the blood surging in his chest, and the ribs in his chest were also broken.

But in order to maintain the personality of the young top powerhouse in Gusu City, he can only pretend to be okay.

After all, once the set collapses, it will be difficult to pretend to be forceful in the future.

Tu Song's life philosophy is: If people live without pretending to be forced, what is the difference between them and salted fish.

Therefore, it is impossible not to pretend to be forced, and it is impossible not to pretend in this life.

"What should I do now?" the big man asked.

"Go and invite my eldest brother." Tu Song said with a gloomy face. Today this one must be retrieved, otherwise it will not only be embarrassing for him, Tu Song will also become a martial artist with the tyrant sword. The laughingstock of Gusu City.

Xia Xun moved a chair, sat down at the door, and urged, "Hurry up."

Hearing this, Tu Song felt the blood rushing up all over his body, and he was about to faint. Is there anyone who bullies people like this?

Cui Xiaoxiao was taking care of Cui Qin, but at this time he also stuck his head to see the situation.

"Is the hot water ready?"

Xia Xun turned around and asked.

"not yet."

Cui carefully shook his head.

"Is there a needle and thread at home?"

Xia Xun asked.

"Have."

Cui answered carefully.

"Okay, then go ahead, there is me outside."

Xia Xun said with a smile.

"What is your palm? Why have I never heard of it."

Tu Song felt that he and Xia Xunben did not have any deep hatred, and he was only entrusted by others when he came.

So he asked.

"Falling Dragon Eighteen Palms."

Xia Xun said lightly.

"Dragon Eighteen Palms?"

Tu Song felt that the name of this palm technique was very domineering.

I heard that there is a magic weapon on the Nine Provinces Continent called Dragon Sword, which is the top magic weapon of the Tianyuan level.

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But Xia Xun's palm technique dared to be called the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong, which was something.

Xia Xun had just come out of the back room when he saw Tu Song kick open the door of Cui Xin's house, and even fell down with the door panel. He was deeply disgusted with this rude behavior of demolishing the house.

It took three seconds to refine the eighteen palms of Jianglong. Without a word, he gave him a trick "Kanglong regrets" and shot him off.

"Eighteen Palms of Jianglong" is a martial arts masterpiece. It was originally twenty-eight palms in the Northern Song Dynasty. At that time, the leader of the beggar gang, Xiao Feng, was a martial artist. He went to the complex and reduced the twenty-eight palms by ten palms to become Jianglong Ten. Eight palms.

It's a pity that Xiao Feng's generation of outstanding people has been victimized by traitors. After his death, this martial art was passed down from generation to generation by his righteous brother Lingjiu Palace Master Xuzhu.

Xia Xun learned this martial arts from Xu Zhu.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon is dedicated to the fancy, no matter whether the enemy's tricks are true or false, there are many tricks, and it is ever-changing. Only giving the enemy a palm of the Dragon's Eighteen Palms will definitely make him overwhelmed and screaming.

"The water has already been boiled." After a while, Cui Cao came out and said.

"Yeah." Xia Xun nodded, then raised his head to look at the end of the street. A burly body was just walking towards this side.

"My eldest brother is here." Tu Song looked at the figure, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"It's really slow." Xia Xun stood up slowly, seemingly dissatisfied.

ps: Cold Tucao, someone asked me, do you know what money counts?

Objectively speaking, it is nothing more than a more delicate piece of paper.But subjectively speaking, money counts as my uncle.#Excuse me, I'm not big lord#

Chapter 46 The Magic of Love (Second)

"..."

Tu Song felt that he was speechless, and he didn't know where Xia Xun had confidence and confidence.

His eldest brother is the strength of the first level of the reborn realm, ranking third among the younger generation of Gusu City, second only to the direct disciple of the sharp gun Du Ruochen and the daughter of the city lord of Gusu City.

The first level of the Born-born Realm can condense the strength, and the physical strength will be greatly increased. According to the different cultivation methods of the monks, they have different strengths, and the highest can condense the power of a dragon.

Tu Song felt that Xia Xun had only defeated him with a single move, which was largely due to his improper posture. He could not touch Xia Xun at all, so it was a hammer.

Otherwise, Tu Song felt that he could completely hack him to death.

When he was in the room, after being close by Xia Xun, he had no time to defend and counterattack, so Xia Xun slapped him in the chest, and the terrifying force poured out and shot him out directly.

Tu Song guessed that Xia Xun should also be the strength of the first level of the born-out realm, otherwise, why his palm has such a huge strength.

Although his eldest brother Tu Nan is also the strength of the Lipu realm, he believes that few people in the same realm will be his elder brother's opponent.

"You wounded my brother?" Tu Nan walked up, his eyes fell on Xia Xun, and asked with an unkind expression.

"Skills are not as good as people, deserve to be beaten." Xia Xun slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and a powerful aura dispersed towards the surroundings.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

He also didn't bother with this Tu Nan, Cui Qin was waiting for him to be treated, so he wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible.

With the sword in his hand, the unparalleled sword strength is born from the body, and countless sharp swords fly like a storm.

The sword is like a net, unmatched!

"Nine twists and whips."

Tu Nan's reaction speed was also fast, and the tie rope in his hand suddenly turned into a long whip.

With a flick of the long whip, it shot out like a snake.

Although he was the son of Tushan Tyrant Sword, he did not learn the skill of Tyrant Sword since he was a child. He learned the whip technique from his grandfather since he was a child.

The sword qi and the long whip collided together, and there was a sizzling crackling sound in the air.

His whip method is indeed a bit weird, and some are overwhelming.

But it's okay, Xia Xun Lingbo unfolded slightly, Tu Nan's whip dropped, and the whip fell to the ground, and the thick floor was directly split in half.

"Snapped!"

It was another whip, but it still didn't hit Xia Xun. It was still drawn to the ground, and the soil on the ground was burned. There was a raging flame on the whip burning, like a fire snake.

"Does this guy only hide?"