Chapter 1995： Mutual exchange

Hansen’s heart is secretly indulged, and what techniques can be used to be able to stump the bamboo.

Hansen is also proficient in various techniques, but compared to the individual, except for a few, it is not profound.

After all, Lonely Bamboo can use his life to realize a technique in his dreams, but Hansen is only a personal class. It will last only a few decades in this life. It’s not a short distance from a hundred years. There is no way. Compared with the lonely bamboo.

If there is a real ratio, Han Sen will have a poor time, so he must end the battle soon, and can't last too long.

"How can we live in a difficult way?" Han Sen thought for a hundred turns, and suddenly there was a flash of light, and he had an idea.

Hansen’s ghost tooth knife moved, but did not turn to the lonely bamboo, but turned to the rocky ground, directly pulled out a rectangular stone with a side length of ten meters, put the stone on the ground.

Everyone was a little curious and didn't know what he wanted to do.

Hansen hit a side of the stone and then smiled at the lonely bamboo and said, "Can you do it?"

Everyone felt a little strange, because Hansen’s punch hit the stone, and the stone didn’t even break. He didn’t know what he meant.

The bamboo is the knife, and the knife is placed on the stone, and the stone is cut into two halves from the middle.

Then all the people saw that Han Sen was one of them, but there was no damage on this side. At the other end of the ten meters, there was a punch in the stone, and the stone in the punch had been bombarded with powder. After the stone was cut open, it flowed out. It was clear that the hole was a fist. It was the same size as Hansen’s fist.

"Awesome feminine strength! It is too horrible to enter the stone ten meters, it is terrible, such a feminine power, armor and the like have no use for him, and strong defense, for him too There is no trace of it." Someone exclaimed.

Lonely bamboo did not speak, and a fist hit the half of the big stone that was cut open. It was also a shock, and the stone did not have half damage.

Hansen slashed the stone in half from the middle, and saw that there was a punch in the face closest to himself, even the position was exactly the same.

"Good!" Hansen couldn't help but sigh. He has specially trained yin and yang strength. He has done great hard work in this respect, but he is not inferior to him.

The disciples of Zhentian Temple are also applauded. They are all cheering for the bamboo. After all, it is Hansen’s topic. Naturally, Hansen is good at it. It’s really good to be alone. It’s really rare.

Lonely bamboo said: "When I was in the seventh hundred and thirty-one, I was a natural and weak woman, but I was born in a boxing family. I was blinded by bullying and bullying. I finally created a feminine force. Boxing, not to win strong, just to hurt the inside of the government, killing the people who insulted me, and eventually became the great devil of everyone in the world, and finally was poisoned by the people, the whole three years of internal organs Completely festered and died."

The calmness of the lonely bamboo seems to be only a trivial matter, but the scalp of others is numb.

"It's up to you." Hansen did not intend to grieve for the lonely dream, said faintly.

Lone bamboo reached out and lifted the other half of the stone in one hand. It seemed that the stone tablet was generally inserted into the ground, and the part left outside had a shape of seven or eight meters.

Han Sen looked at the lonely bamboo. He didn't know what he was going to do. If it was a lettering than the mood, Han Sen could use the knife and knife, and he would not lose to the bamboo.

However, the bamboo should be very clear about this, so Hansen also knows that the bamboo can not be just as simple as lettering.

Lonely bamboo looked at the stone standing there, did not pull out the sword of the waist, but slowly retreated, has been retreating to ten meters away, only to say faintly: "I want to break the nine heavens, you can ?"

The disciples of the Tiangong Temple in the battle are all confused. I don’t know what it means to be alone. He only speaks and does not shoot.

Yun Suyi is also a doubt in my heart. I want to ask about Yun Changkong. What happened to it, but suddenly I heard a loud noise. I saw that the surface of the stone burst open and there was a crack. It turned out to be "I want sword." Breaking the nine heavens, the seven words, one stroke of a painting is like a knife and axe, with a momentum of fighting bulls, as if the four words will break out and go straight into the nine.

"The sound edge technique is not unusual, let alone ten meters. Even if it is a hundred meters away, it is easy to break the stone. However, it seems like a lonely bamboo, and it can write such a momentum, it is me who specializes in the sound system. It is also difficult to do, not just the problem of control, the ability to condense the mood with the sound, this is no one." The Duke of a town Tianzhu exclaimed.

"It is the brothers and sisters who have experienced all the hardships, and it is possible to have so many techniques and artistic conceptions. It is also a matter of contentment for others to be able to practice one kind of life. Hansen specializes in knives and practices femininity, and his age is already It’s rare that it’s impossible to repair the phonological technique.”

"I am afraid that this time Hansen should not be able to fight with the uncles again?"

"There is no second brother in the world. Hansen is also awesome, but he is more skillful than the lonely brother. I am afraid that it will not be good."

Many of the disciples of the Tiangong Temple were amazed. Hansen smiled and asked: "This is another skill that you practiced?"

The look of the bamboo remains unchanged, and he said calmly: "The 3,870, and 454th generations were born with a singer, killing people with a sound, and finally being trapped in the Echo Valley, and were killed by their own sound."

Hansen shook his head and said nothing. He walked to the other side of the stone. Like a bamboo, he stopped at a distance of ten meters from the stone and took a deep breath.

"Han Sen can he do it?" Yun Suyi asked some of the worried arms of Yun Sushang. Although she knew that she and Hansen were no longer possible, she still didn't need to see Hansen's failure.

Yun Sushang smiled and said: "How can he know if he can do it? However, there are very few creatures that cultivate the power of the sound system. It is even less able to practice the skills of the solitary brothers. It is a very unpopular technique. We have not seen it. Hansen used similar techniques, but I am afraid that this time is not optimistic."

Yun Suyi was even more worried about Hansen, and wanted to say anything more, but she did not wait for her to speak, and Hansen spoke.

"Sitting alone in the clouds is lonely." Hansen slowly spit out a few words, without much thought, but with a hint of comfort and understanding.

Lonely bamboo has experienced tens of thousands of years of hard work, although the achievements of peerless talent, but the sadness and loneliness in his heart, I am afraid that no one can understand, to do the high gods, the sufferings that need to be experienced, not ordinary people can understand.

After Han Sen’s seven words are finished, I saw the gravel on the stone falling like a powder. It reveals seven letterings. Every word is far-reaching. It seems that there is an unspeakable emotion entangled in my heart. I don’t know. Why do people feel sad in their hearts?