Yan Zhao song looked at Yin Liuhua, his brow slightly provoked, but did not speak. Net

The sound of Feng Yunxiao passed through the "rumbling" water.

"Yin Shimei, if you can hold on for a while, the effect will be better."

Yin Liuhua heard the words, a little bit wronged: "But I really can't hold it anymore. Did you really come over like this?"

Feng Yunyan said frankly: "When I entered the division in the past year, I have already practiced qi and became a master."

"However, the weight given to you, the intensity of cultivation, is the strength of my comparison, down to the extent that the refining body can adapt."

Yin Liuhua grinned: "So you see, you have not done these exercises in the realm of refining, ah, the sister, no one can bear the martial arts."

Feng Yunxiao sighed: "You really can't hold it down, I won't force you."

"It’s just that you started late. If you want to catch up with other people, you need to work harder. But now you always say that you are completely unbearable, and the strength of your strength is lowered and compared with me in the same realm. In fact, even 80% are not there."

Yin Liuhua’s eyes revealed doubts about unbelief, but did not refute and bowed his head.

Feng Yun said: "I don't force you, lowering the standard strength for you, but Master is going back to the mountain this time, but she may not agree to do this. Your training intensity will be raised again. You have a mental preparation. It’s good.”

Yin Liuhua heard the words and suddenly looked bitter.

She sat on the edge of the pool and said with annoyance: "I have been much harder than other colleagues. In the same class, I have the longest practice time and the most homework, even more than most people. Doubled!"

Feng Yun said faintly: "The Zongmen resources and various preferential treatments we enjoy are much more than other homes."

"In the martial arts talent, are we more than doubled the other than the same door? You and I are not the younger brother."

Yin Liuhua looked a little stiff and opened his mouth to speak, but there was no sound.

The Fengyun Temple under the waterfall stood up: "As soon as I got dressed in white, I had already booked the black robe on the black side of the roll. It would take a long time to actually put it on."

"With such treatment, how many people are there in the whole sect?"

Feng Yunqi said as he walked out from the waterfall and came to Yin Liuhua: "We get more than ordinary people. Naturally, in some respects, we have to pay more. We are the daughter of the Taiyin, the Zongmen to us. I have high hopes."

Yin Liuhua bowed his head and gently "hmm", did not speak.

Feng Yunyu looked at her, and she didn't know if she had listened to it. She shook her head slightly and said nothing more.

The black long knife is sheathed, and a perfect arc is drawn in midair, then hovering in front of Fengyun.

Feng Yunyi did not do any other action, that is, lifting the knife and stretching his arms, keeping this movement unchanged, the whole person is like a statue, without a slight shake.

Yan Zhaoge saw it in the distance, and Feng Yun’s action came into his eyes, but it was not ordinary.

The sickle does not mean, as if it is hidden in the sheath, but it is still extraordinary.

Between the knives, there is a big day, the holy sacred west slashing knives, the big dynasty, the golden violent violent violent, and the Guangcheng mountain mixed with a martial law.

What is even more impressive is that the knives of the clouds are inclusive and unique.

Its knives, as if the dragon is nine miles, swallowing the sky like a day, vaguely has a self-contained weather.

For a warrior, this is actually a really important place.

Just like the infinite knives in the hands of Yan Di, it is different from other people. King Kong is in the hands of stone iron, opening the first river of ancient and modern times, Yuan Zhengfeng and two elders, elders and elders, will take the palm of the hand. However, Yuan Zhengfeng was able to press them on both palms.

The martial arts became a great master, and they became their own martial arts spirits. Even if they were the same martial arts, they would be different from others, because they have their own understanding and understanding of martial arts.

Feng Yunyi is still in the realm of the guru, and he has already had a unique position. It is extremely rare.

After Yan Jing’s song was quietly watched for a while, he was born.

Feng Yunxiao saw Yan Zhaoge, smiled slightly, did not close the knife, still kept the original position.

Yan Zhaoge saw it and smiled.

Under the waterfall, the dragon screamed and suddenly rushed out of the waterfall, as if the real dragon came out of the water and came to the Yan Zhao song.

"The entry is very fast, it seems that there is no less effort." Yan Zhao song smiled and patted Shoulder's shoulder.

The young man got the praise of Yan Zhaoge, and he was so happy that he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Yin Liuhua saw the arrival of Yan Zhaoge, and quickly stood up. His eyes were slightly flustered and embarrassed. He did not know whether he had a dialogue with Feng Yun, and whether he fell in Yan Zhao’s ear.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Yin Liuhua and smiled slightly: "Yin Shimei, Guangshang Mountain, can still live happily?"

Yin Liuhua converges on the heart and replies: "I am doing everything on the mountain. The elders and the brothers and sisters of the same class are very good to me."

Yan Zhao song nodded, he did not hear about this matter, Yin Liuhua quite a long sleeve dance, the popularity is still good.

"Wu Dao practice, pay attention to the law, but it does not necessarily have to squeeze their own potential, each training has reached the limit." Yan Zhao song said faintly: "But your Taiyin women practice Taiyin Zhenjing, the situation is more special. ”

"Putting yourself to the limit, the self-sufficiency and the power of the yin and yin are both renewed and can be improved."

"Although it is only a trace every time, but the foundation is strong, and it is constantly reciprocating, accumulating less and growing up, and gathering sand into towers. After a long period of time, it is quite impressive."

"This reason, when you pass on the Taiyin Zhenjing, should you mention it?"

Yin Liuhua heard the words, his eyes flashed slightly: "said..."

Yan Zhaoge looked up and down Yin Yinhua: "I don't see you in the limit, is there any special situation today?"

Yin Liuhua took a deep breath and said: "No, I have not finished my homework today, I will continue later."

Yan Zhao song said slightly: "Then I will not bother you, you continue."

"Feng Shijie is practicing." Yin Liuhua looked at Feng Yunyu and asked Yan Zhaoge: "Yan brother, some martial arts problems, I want to ask you, I don't know?"

Yan Zhaoge said: "But it does not matter."

"Then we don't bother to seal the sister." Yin Liuhua led Yan Zhao's song to the side, and asked Yan Zhaoge some questions while walking on the road. It was indeed a spur of some martial arts fighters rushing toward the martial arts.

Yan Zhaoge answered them one by one, and Yin Liuhua nodded again and again, and suddenly felt cheerful.

Although it is the same reason, Yan Zhaoge explained it, but made her feel more thorough and easier to understand than the teacher's elders.

Yin Liuhua looked back at Feng Yunyi and turned to look at Yan Zhaoge. He whispered: "Yan brother, the meaning of being a woman of the Taiyin, I understand now, but do I really have hope?" To be continued.) 8