Chapter 33 Broken Golden Book

Three months is just a flick, and the days when Ying Yu and Xiao Ruoli came to Haoran College came to an end.

In the past three months, there has been no threat, and all the monks feel very peaceful. In such an environment, they can completely immerse themselves in practice. Everyone's cultivation has increased to a certain extent, and even many people have broken the bottleneck.

Among them, Yingyu has begun to peep into the virtual world, and it seems that it can complete a breakthrough at any time!

All this is due to Haoran's magic boxing. Since he got this boxing, he has practiced every day, nourished Haoran's spirit, and integrated into the spiritual power of Wanhua. The Taoist side will grow rapidly, and Haoran's magic boxing will also exert great power.

In addition, the king of Chu's kendo has been able to perform very casually, and it is a great power between his hands and feet. The sword of the king of Chu was born from heaven and earth because of the right time and place, and the sword of the king of Chu will not lose to Haoran God fist.

There is also imperial swordsmanship, which is a long-range killing skill. Although it has not reached the terrible ability to capture people's heads thousands of miles away, it is also a very strong attack skill.

The cultivation of the empty step has also reached an extremely high level. His speed is getting closer and closer to Nie Fengxing, which really has the effect of shrinking into an inch. At the same time, he can also transform two false illusions, which is easy to confuse the enemy's sight in the battle.

If Yingyu can make such an achievement, Xiao Ruoli will not fall!

She is now very happy and has recovered from her injury. Instead of affecting Taoism, it has promoted her cultivation and reached the point of virtual perfection. At his age, it is extremely amazing and amazing.

Now that the final deadline is over, all the monks want to leave like caged birds!

In that wide courtyard again, the trees are almost bare and the sporadic leaves grow tenaciously. The surrounding flowers are suitable for this season to bloom, and the intoxicating fragrance spreads. In front of it, a dilapidated hut appeared, and there was a faint stream of aura.

In front of Maolu, more than 100 monks in Haoran Academy stood and observed the situation ahead. The one-year deadline has arrived, so not long ago, Fu Yunwen entered the hut and there is no doubt that he was observing Haoran's magic fist.

Fu Yunwen once said that after he learned Haoran God Boxing, he would give Haoran God Boxing to them to watch.

Whether the people among them entered Haoran Academy or not, it was because of Haoran's magic boxing, but if they could get such a peerless boxing method, who would care more?

Therefore, most people pay attentive attention to the dilapidated huts, hoping to get what they want!

"Squeak!" The door of the dilapidated hut was opened, and Fu Yunwen, who seemed to be decadent, came out of it.

On Fu Yunwen's body, circles of white light rippled, and the vast air couldn't help flowing, giving people a refreshing feeling, like bathing in the spring breeze. It can be seen that Fu Yunwen has learned Haoran's magic boxing and got the true meaning.

"It's really a peerless magic fist, which can not only kill the enemy, but also greatly prolong its life. Take it." Fu Yunwen sighed very much and threw it forward casually.

Under the bright sunshine, a page of the golden book seems to be coated with a layer of gold edges, and the golden halo surrounds the golden book. A page of golden book was thrown into the crowd in front of Fu Yunwen and fell on the heads of more than 100 people.

I don't know who took the first action. After a few months of silence, the spiritual power suddenly burst out and rushed to a page of the golden book. After one person made this move, the rest of the people rose to the sky one after another.

For a while, the spiritual power surged, like a storm, with all kinds of brilliance shining, colorful colors flowing, and the courtyard immediately became chaotic!

Only a few people such as Ying Yu did not participate in the competition.

"Puff!" A sound was extremely soft, but it made the whole audience sound dull.

Ying Yu, Fu Yunwen and others looked up and couldn't help staring.

Under the sunshine, dozens of hands grabbed a page of the golden book, and their palms reflected golden under the light. They pulled in their own direction. As a result, a page of golden book was unbearable and shattered into countless pieces.

After a page of gold book split, the touch of gold dissipated in an instant and turned into plain paper. At the same time, the pressure of a hundred years seemed to suddenly come, and the white paper turned into powder again, leaving nothing left!

The scene calmed down, and everyone looked at it in surprise, making it difficult to express their inner thoughts.

Ying Yu was secretly relieved for some reason, and the words on the golden book also drifted away with the wind.

Fu Yunwen sighed when he saw this: "Although due to the right time and place, it has experienced the great energy of hundreds of students, its carrier itself is just ordinary paper. How can it withstand such pulling? After all, this is not the sword of the king of Chu in Chudu. It is its own sharp sword, plus the fierce fighting spirit of millions of soldiers and soldiers for decades.

"Is it gone?" Some people are unwilling to ask, no one will be willing to complain when they see a treasure mountain lost in front of their eyes.

Fu Yunwen nodded and said, "Yes, since Haoran's magic fist has passed into the world, it shows that there is no fate with you. If you have a chance, you will definitely learn Haoran's magic fist. Therefore, you don't have to care too much."

After saying that, Fu Yunwen took a deep look at Ying Yu. Now only the two of them in the world can punch.

"Peepyeur, promise me one thing." Xiao Ruoli didn't know when she came to Ying Yu's side and smiled cunningly.

It is worthy of being a famous woman on the fairy list. Although Xiao Ruoli is young, she is beautiful enough to tremble. She has beautiful and beautiful face like snow. Her facial features are exquisite, her skin is blown and broken. Her beautiful big eyes contain magic, and her red lips and small mouth bloom with a charming smile. Still wearing her favorite goose yellow dress, swinging gently in the wind, with a peerless posture.

Even though he had been staying with Xiao Ruoli, Ying Yu was still stunned, and then asked, "What's the matter with you? Let me say first that I don't have to go down with you when I reach Xuanji Garden.

"It's not about this." Xiao Ruoli wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly, "Miss I know that you have learned Haoran magic boxing for a long time, so I want you to teach me this set of boxing."

Ying Yu didn't expect Xiao Ruoli to raise this problem, but he quickly agreed. Not to mention that his friendship with Xiao Ruoli, the other party taught him swordsmanship and empty steps alone, and he can repay him by this.

Xiao Ruoli smiled happily. In this way, she was the third person in the world to learn Haoran magic boxing.

Since Haoran Shenquan was originally called health boxing, it is obviously not important in terms of attack, and prolonging human life is probably the top priority. Such effects naturally have unexpected effects on beauty. No wonder Xiao Ruoli is like this.

"What little secret are you talking about?" Nie Feng walked over and smiled.

Xiao Ruoli snorted, "I won't tell you."

Nie Fengxing suddenly collapsed and said sadly, "A pair of eyebrows on the left and a pair of sweetness on the right. The heart of the prodigal son is empty, lonely and endlessly.

Ying Yu stared and said, "Are you the lonely prodigal son?"

Nie Fengxing immediately said excitedly, "Of course, those who know me..."

"I didn't wake up." Ying Yu and Xiao Ruoli said in one voice.

Nie Fengxing had nothing to say, and then thought that several language confrontations in the last few months were at a disadvantage. He wisely chose to avoid it and took a step far away.

"Little witch, look, there are really eyebrows over there." Ying Yu looked in one direction and said.

Under an old tree, Ye stood unregretfully, and the sword in his hand was obviously unstable. Waves appeared on his calm face, and he didn't know what he was thinking and looked forward.

Yan Qingrong's green clothes are standing, white as sheep fat, and her fingers hold an extended branch unconsciously, and her hair flutters in the wind. The scene is intoxicating.

Xiao Ruoli laughed and said, "It's true. Where is the sweet honey?"

Ying Yu was stunned and looked at Xiao Ruoli strangely. Xiao Ruoli also suddenly woke up and turned her head.

"Are you kidding? How can I like you, the little witch?"

"Are you kidding? How can I like you, a voyeur?"

Ying Yu and Xiao Ruoli said in one voice again, staring at each other a few times, and immediately turned around and left.

This is anger, or escape...