National Doomsday: I picked up a poplar at the beginning

is worthy of being a martial arts practitioner, this bamboo has faintly shown signs of stepping into the acquired grandmaster under Murong Fu's tutelage.

It can be said that Murong Fu definitely has some ability, the Murong clan has collected the world's martial arts for two hundred years, and there are as many as five or six kinds of Xuan-level exercises that can help people step into the realm of the Grandmaster of the Day After Tomorrow.

You must know that there is only one Xuan-level exercise for each sect like the Wuyue Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention those small sects, maybe dozens of sects combined, they don't necessarily have a book of Xuan-level exercises.

No, Zhu'er worked hard, and after Lin Pingzhi slapped him, he quickly came to his senses, his eyes widened angrily, and he stared at Lin Pingzhi deadly.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'm going to gouge out your eyeballs?" Lin

Pingzhi said viciously, came directly to Zhu'er's side, and stuffed a handful of ten-spiced soft tendon powder and three yin and yang powder into her mouth.

Poor martial arts, but was pointed out by Lin Pingzhi, at this time it is like a lamb to be slaughtered, fish on the chopping board.

"Thief, what did you give me?"

Zhu'er desperately spat out, but the yin and yang melted in her mouth, and it had already entered her belly at this time.

"Hey, hey, a poison that can make you want to die, it is guaranteed to make you have an endless aftertaste..."

Lin Pingzhi was full of smiles, and Zhu'er was cold all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some monster.

The time of a stick of incense passed in a flash, and she felt that starting from her face and then to all parts of her body, it was like a fire.

"Water, give me water..."

A weak voice sounded, Zhu'er looked at Lin Pingzhi, she wanted to drink water.

"If you want to drink water, beg me..."

Lin Pingzhi looked at the bamboo in front of him, only feeling his blood surging. Although the face is not very beautiful, Zhu'er closes her eyes tightly, her two willow eyebrows keep shaking, and her snow-white neck becomes red and red.

"Childe, please, please give me water to drink..."

Lin Pingzhi has never been called like this!

But he seems to have heard this title somewhere.

By the way, Murong Fu, Gongye Qian and Bao are different from those people, didn't they just call Murong Fu "Gongziye" before?"

You dog thing, you can't protect yourself, you are still thinking about Murong Fu, see how I treat you..."

A fierce fight followed.

I have to say that Zhu'er is worthy of being a character who is about to step into the acquired grandmaster, and his endurance and flexibility are extremely outstanding.

She frantically used her skills in an attempt to take down Lin Pingzhi, but the latter walked the rivers and lakes and had been in a hundred battles for a long time, how could it be so easy to be taken down?

Watching herself use a variety of exercises, Lin Pingzhi also felt a lot of emotion.

Back then, he tried his best, but he could only produce a hundred swords per second, but now with the improvement of his cultivation, it has reached 500 times per second.

Just like the electric drill in the memory of the previous life, the naked eye can't see the lines on the drill bit at all.

The sword body flies, the sword qi is like a rainbow, the front and back, the left and right, are all sword qi, up and down, inside and outside, are all sword shadows.

Although Zhu'er was strong in martial arts, but under Lin Pingzhi's attack like a tide, he was still defeated in the end, and was stabbed in the body by Lin Pingzhi's sword.

A wound half a finger long appeared, and the sword qi entered the body, and gurgling blood flowed out.

"Ahh

"Childe, Zhu'er doesn't want to learn anymore..."

"You are still called Childe, you are still called Childe, see that I can't cut off your flesh inch by inch, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!" Lin

Pingzhi's speed of discussion was faster, Ping'er was stabbed hundreds of times, and finally rolled his eyes and fell into a coma because of excessive blood loss.

However, soon Yin and Yang San emitted a warm current, which made her wake up again.

Putting out the sword, retracting the sword, rolling the eyes, falling unconscious, awakening, rolling the eyes, and falling unconscious, it seems to be caught in a strange cycle.

Zhu'er has been injured by Lin Pingzhi's sword, and he is bruised all over his body.

But Lin Pingzhi still didn't plan to let her go. Who told her to follow Murong Fu?

In this case, with more strength, Lin Pingzhi stabbed straight at Zhu'er's face!

When it was in danger, Zhu'er regained half of her senses, and she actually opened her mouth and bit it tightly.

"Hey, I'll let you go today..."

Lin Pingzhi saw that two lines of tears of humiliation had already shed in Zhu'er's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

The eldest husband walks the world, why does he need to be as knowledgeable as a woman?

After lighting the bamboo acupoint again, Lin Pingzhi walked out of the cave, intending to find some firewood, and he could only spend the night in this cave tonight.

And all of this was forced by Murong Fu...