Fight if you want to!

If you want to fight, you will fight!

Fight and not fight, fight and not fight, retreat and not retreat, what kind of system!

When he was in Jiangdong, Xiang Ji hated those Confucian students, his words were really annoying, and when he did things, he was also annoying, and he always spoke halfway.

Always when doing things, the drum is deep, so his anger surges, and he directly knocks those Confucian students away.

Now, this hateful boy in front of him is also like this, twisting and pinching, it is really hateful.

Even if you are really not the other party today, as long as you exhaust your last bit of strength, it is enough to rest assured, that is, you are really inferior to the other party.

But the other party didn't give him a chance to fight, which Xiang Ji couldn't bear no matter what.

"Ziming!"

Feixue was a little anxious, the junior Xiang of the Xiang clan was agitating Tianming, Tianming must not be like this, if he doesn't fight now, everything is nothing.

If you continue to fight, with Tianming's temperament, you will not be willing to lose, but the biggest possibility of defeat is still Xiang Ji, which is an extremely bad ending.

"Ziming?"

"Looking at the breath on your body, it looks like a Confucian person?"

"Confucianism cultivates the gentleman's sword, Xiaolong, bring him a short sword!"

In the summer, among the hundreds of sons, those who have this temperament are the most obvious, also known as Ziming, and Xiang Ji's face is becoming more and more unsightly, so he looked at it again.

didn't wait for the other party to respond, and looked directly at Long And.

"Yes."

The dragon bowed his head, returned to the wooden frame of weapons not far away, and took an iron sword with a slightly shorter ruler length.

"You're no match for me."

Xiao Tianming's square face was also entangled, the Flying Snow Woman was right, she shouldn't continue to fight with the other party, no matter whether she wins or loses, it is not a good ending.

Moreover, it doesn't make much sense to say it myself.

"Arrogance!"

"If it weren't for your strange martial arts just now, how could I be defeated by you!"

"Hurry up and fight with me, Xiang Ji's words, words count, as long as you and I fight to your heart's content, no matter whether you win or lose, Xiang Ji will not take it to heart."

"Only, if you are defeated, you must retract your previous words!"

Xiang Ji shouted angrily, his voice was crisp and bright, the defeat just now was not his own lack of strength, but the other party's trick, if the two armies were fighting, how could there be such a trick.

With the strength of a strong army, he directly pressed over, and defeated his opponent in a dignified and violent manner.

That's the way of the soldiers.

Between the words, the short gun in his hand once again provoked a few spear flowers, and persistently greeted that Ziming, up and down his body, his fighting spirit rose, his body was not obvious, and his might was revealed.

"What's going on out there?"

"It's so noisy!"

In front of the entire Chinese army shogunate, with the battle between the two young men, it had fallen into a different kind of silence, and only one after another was left to look at the past, looking forward to the final result.

In the shogunate's military tent dozens of zhang away, the great Sima Xiang Yan was whispering with the remnant sword inside, his spiritual sense moved slightly, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his martial arts cultivation was not high.

However, the innate level, but for decades, the southern and northern wars, the keenness is comparable to ordinary people, holding a secret letter in his hand, raising his head, and looking at Xiang Liang and Xiang Bo on his side.

"Father, wait a minute!"

The youngest Xiang Liang clasped his fists and saluted, and immediately, he turned around and strode out of the shogunate, looking at Ji'er and Long Ji not far away, and then at the two people who followed the remnant sword warrior this time.

Slightly surprised, he waved his hand to summon the guard, and asked quickly, after more than ten breaths, Xiang Liang's face was surprised, and he didn't pay attention to the verbal confrontation between the two kids.

But the two fought, but Ji'er couldn't win!

This...... It was the first time I heard of it, and immediately, I looked at the Zi Ming beside the Snow Woman, and at this moment the two of them each held a blade in their hands, as if they were ready for a fight.

Shaking his head, he turned around again and returned to the shogunate.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Xiang Liang's figure just disappeared into the depths of the shogunate's tent, and on the martial arts field, Xiao Tianming, who was fighting, held a short sword, facing each other from afar, the Xuangong in his body was running, his wrists were shaking, and his sword was blooming.

"Come on."

This guy called Xiang Ji is indeed not weak in strength, born with divine power, according to the book of the royal family's storage room that he read a few years ago, when Marquis Wuzhen conquered Shu Mountain.

I have received a Xuan Gong specially created for cultivators of innate divine power, and it seems that in the Palace of Protecting the Country, there are exercises left according to that kind of Xuan Gong.

Of course, compared to the "Tai Chi Thirteen Styles" created by Wu Zhenhou, it is still a step behind.

Wu Zhenhou!

For this person, Xiao Tianming was not deeply impressed by him, and in the past, he originally wanted to ask his father to let Wu Zhenhou teach him martial arts.

After all, Wu Zhenhou is the top martial artist in Zhuxia, with great military achievements, and there are many rumors in Xianyang, but his mother has always disagreed, at that time, he felt that maybe there was some grudge between his mother and Wu Zhenhou.

At this time, reading all kinds of documents, Xiao Tianming's mind was silent, could it really be that Wu Zhenhou killed him...... Biological father Jing Ke?

Why did he do that?

"You guy, look for death."

"Fight against me, and dare to be distracted."

Xiang Ji was furious, and wanted to step forward with a gun, but the marksmanship was unfolded, and he was attacking and attacking, but he saw that the guy was quite absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something else.

Is this looking down on yourself?

"You're no match for me."

Xiao Tianming's shallow spiritual sense has always been outside, although he is fighting, he is not ready to really defeat the other party strongly, holding a short sword in his hand, drawing a circle in the void, and the power of the mixed element rises and falls.

"Damn!"

Xiang Ji consciously that if he really has overwhelming power, he must look good on the other party, and teach the other party a good lesson, since he is not distracted, then come and taste his own power.

A blatant shot was fired!

The void trembled around them.

"Huh?"

"It's this strange power again!"

Can...... As soon as the unopened spear approached the three-foot area around Ziming's body, a force of resistance came from all directions, leading the castration of his spear head to another place.

The other party's cultivation of Xuangong is really strange!

The previous fight with his fists and feet was like a fist in the air and in the water.

Now attacking the opponent with a gun is also affected by this strong pulling force.

At that time, Xiang Ji clenched the short spear with both hands, urged the Xuan Gong in his body, mobilized all the power of Zhou's body, jumped up in the air, and stabbed down with a strong force, carrying a powerful impact force, straight to the center of the hateful guy's eyebrows.

"Defend the center!"

"Imperial Outside!"

Seeing this, Xiao Tianming did not hesitate, the long sword was held in his hand, and a different kind of blue-black light bloomed on the surface of his body, and with a swing of the sword, the void above his head suddenly showed mixed yuan Taiji.

A steady stream of strong power poured out in his body, and the tip of the sword directly met the tip of the opponent's gun.

Rumble!

The violent force swept out, the void trembled, and under Xiao Tianming's feet, countless cracks burst out of the earth in an instant, and the small body remained motionless.

Mixed Yuan Taiji, guarding the world to the extreme, running with strength, guiding the domineering power into the earth, mixing the essence of "Tai Chi Thirteen Styles" and Mojia swordsmanship.

After a few breaths, the short sword swallowed a dazzling sword light.

Airplanes!

The void trembled again, and Xiang Ji's forceful figure and short spear were forcefully shaken back.

"Item."

"Where's the hateful guy!"

Seeing this, the dragon not far from the side was full of panic on his handsome eyebrows, and his scattered red hair fluttered at will, and he quickly picked up a short spear.

Bully up and attack from the side.

"Huh?"

Xiao Tianming felt this, turned his hand and struck it directly.

Although the power of this palm is not strong, it can be resisted by ordinary people, if that red-haired guy is born with divine power, it is possible to resist, if not...... There is only one ending.

Step on! Step on! Step on!

The power of a palm fell on the short spear in Long Ji's hand, and his strength burst out, brazenly repelling Long Ji's attack, and his body took a few steps backwards, and on the ground, shallow footprints could be faintly visible.

"Come again!"

"It's not over yet, don't show your strange mystic skills if you have the ability!"

Xiang Ji's little face was full of red, and he was repelled just now, but he was also turned into his vast power by the power of the opponent's long sword.

Otherwise, the other party will definitely not be able to bear it.

Looking at the dragon and failing to strike a blow, he was also repulsed, and his face was a little unbearable.

"If you don't do it, you don't do it."

Xiao Tianming snorted lightly, raised his hand, and the short sword in his hand stabbed directly into the ground on his side, and entered the ground.

I can't see any situation clearly, if this is not the Chu State military camp, Xiao Tianming feels that he has to teach him a good lesson today, let him know that his innate divine power is not so powerful.

I've already been defeated twice, and I want to challenge myself.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the whispers of the Snow Woman, his hands were wrapped in front of him, and the faint light on his body surface diffused, and then he disappeared, shaking his hands into a fist, his bright eyes narrowed, and he looked at Xiang Ji.