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Zhao Min snorted coldly, and handed her treasured Liubai Sword to Ah Er. Ah Er is actually Dongfang Bai, the eight-pocket elder of the Beggar Clan.

"Let's go."

Jiang Haiyu threw out a handful of melon seed shells, and the melon seed shells hit Ah Er from different directions. Ah Er swung Liu Bai sword tightly, blocking all the melon seed shells in an instant.

However, Jiang Haiyu didn't panic about this at all. People from Wudang and Mingjiao looked at Zhao Min and Jiang Haiyu one after another. The Liu Bai sword was actually in Zhao Min's hands. They didn't believe that Zhao Min could snatch Jiang Haiyu's sword.

"Hahaha, even if you, Miss Zhao, are sinister and vicious, you can't escape Song Shaoxia's palm."

Wei Yixiao continued to provocatively, but he would definitely do anything that could anger Zhao Min. On the contrary, Zhang Sanfeng, who was in position C, took a deep look at Jiang Haiyu, as if he understood something.

In the past, he would silently put Jiang Haiyu into the role of a peer, an outsider who was dedicated to cultivating the Tao, but he forgot that he was only in his teens, and he was an emotional grade.

Just like him back then, fortunately he finally let go and comprehended countless martial arts on his own, and only then did he achieve what he is today, a veteran who doesn't care about world affairs.

"rise."

Jiang Haiyu pulled upwards with his sword finger, and a piece of melon seed husk that landed at Zhao Min's feet suddenly flew up from the ground. Ah Er couldn't defend himself, with a bloodstain on his neck, as if he had lost the battle.

"This kid Hai Yu has gone farther and farther along the way of the sword."

Experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement. Jiang Haiyu's control technique has surpassed the scope of swordsmanship and swordsmanship. He has truly achieved what the sword demon Dugu Qiubai said without swords and moves.

From a distance of ten feet, Jiang Haiyu can actually control external objects. Zhang Sanfeng has a new understanding of Jiang Haiyu's spiritual power. This child's mental power is stronger than him.

Speaking of it, the reason why Jiang Haiyu's spiritual power is so powerful is because of time travel. Every time he travels, his soul power will be improved, and spiritual power is a manifestation of soul power.

"Stinky boy, what magic method are you using?"

Zhao Min was really stunned. She used a hidden weapon to hurt Ah San before, which was still within her understanding, but this time, he blocked all the melon seeds, how could he hurt him?

"As we all know, the human body has three dantians. The so-called martial arts is to store internal energy in the lower dantian. What I just used was the power of the upper dantian. Those of you who are not innate can't understand the spiritual power of the upper dantian."

It can be said that apart from those in the Xiantian realm, few people understand spiritual power. The reason why they are stuck at the peak is that they cannot break through to the Xiantian realm because of insufficient spiritual power.

"Okay, okay, the old Taoist has lived for a hundred years, but his mental strength is not as good as your kid."

Zhang Sanfeng was sincerely amazed, Jiang Haiyu's spiritual power was too powerful, his own mental power was only in the late stage of congenital, and there was still a long way to break through, even though Jiang Haiyu's internal power was in the late stage of peak, his mental power had already reached the innate peak.

"Hey, it's better to be taught by Master."

Jiang Haiyu stepped on the spiral nine shadows, and appeared next to Zhang Sanfeng in an instant, but Zhao Min's face was slightly red, and that bastard touched her face and butt under the watchful eyes of everyone, and she was treated lightly again.

But the people around didn't seem to notice anything, only Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were always staring at her strangely, Zhao Min felt that his thoughts were completely seen through by this old man.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Jiang Haiyu threw out a bag of melon seeds, and hundreds of thousands of melon seeds floated above the crowd, emitting a faint white light, revealing the aura of wanting to be close to Liu Baijian.

"Stinky boy, why does the breath of melon seeds have the same breath as Liu Baijian?"

Could it be that the magic soldier left the white sword, and Jiang Haiyu usually threw it into the melon seed shell, or in the melon seed pile, did this happen to him, it was a super magic soldier!

"I have cultivated the sword with my own sword intent and sword energy for five years, and its breath is naturally the same as mine."

The melon seeds all over the sky exude a terrifying and dangerous aura. This is the realm where flying flowers and leaves can be used as swords. All the melon seeds are integrated into a sword energy, and the melon seeds are the carrier of these sword auras.

Each melon seed can probably kill a first-class master. This is the strongest blow formed by Jiang Haiyu's energy and spirit. Simply put, it is the embryonic form of Wanjian Guizong.

His own internal strength is not enough, and he has not yet reached the innate state, otherwise he would not need to use melon seeds, and directly condense his energy into a sword. That scene is the real return of ten thousand swords, and each sword energy is enough to kill a top expert.

"You three go together."

Zhao Min immediately greeted Ah Da and Xuan Ming to fight together. She said that there would be five matches, and she couldn't just keep her word, and she couldn't just retreat down the mountain.

"It's raining."

Jiang Haiyu's sword fell, and thousands of white sword energy, wrapped in sharp melon seeds, flew down towards Zhao Min and his party, like a sudden torrential rain.

Sword rain descended from the sky, engulfing everyone in the Yuan court, and then Jiang Haiyu turned into a streamer and snatched their boss away. As for the battlefield, he didn't bother to care.

Jiang Haiyu, who kidnapped Zhao Min, went straight back to the back mountain of Wudang, his own room, and everyone came to his door, so there is no reason why he is not as good as a beast.

Chapter 78 Song Qingshu, do you have a girl you like?

Jiang Haiyu unceremoniously threw Zhao Min on the bed, and immediately pressed him down, clasped his fingers tightly, and blocked Zhao Min on his bed, looking at each other, Zhao Min felt frightened in his heart.

"Asshole, let me go, I'll fight with you."

Zhao Min was crying, and suddenly raised his head and bit Jiang Haiyu's shoulder. Do all women belong to dogs?Biting someone at the slightest disagreement, he will never admit that he has been bitten by a man before.

Thinking back to when I was in elementary school, instead of being madly bitten by a girl, my deskmate left a blood mark on my wrist, and it took several days to get rid of it.

"You are a puppy, let go."

Jiang Haiyu didn't dare to use force with his hands, for fear of hurting Zhao Min, this girl would bite him, she would definitely leave big teeth marks, she was so cruel, she deserved to be a little pepper.

After a long time, Zhao Min let go of his mouth, gave up resisting with lovelessness, and glared at Jiang Haiyu resentfully. She was really powerless when she met this man.

"I'm done venting my anger, shouldn't it be me?"

Jiang Haiyu couldn't help but move closer, only to see Zhao Min blinking wildly, his heart beating loudly, Zhao Min shrank pitifully into a ball, really rivaling Huang Rong.

"Asshole, you're going to bully me again."

Zhao Min had already given up struggling, it was impossible for her to bully her back. After such a long time, the two elders, Xuanming and Elder Xuanming, hadn't chased after her. Moreover, this is Wudang, Jiang Haiyu's territory.

"It's fine if you destroy Shaolin, you stinky girl, but you dare to attack my Wudang idea. You have no temper when you are a young master? If you do something wrong, you will be punished. How do you want to be punished this time?"

The heat from the corner of her mouth sprinkled on Zhao Min's face, she was very angry, no matter how she calculated, it would have no effect in front of Jiang Haiyu's strength.

Whether it's the dungeon or the plan to fight against Wudang this time, she feels powerless. Sure enough, all the plots and schemes are jokes in the face of absolute strength.

"I...I didn't want to embarrass Wudang. I know that you are staying in Shaolin, and Mingjiao is also rushing to Wudang. In vain, I deliberately slowed down the marching speed. It was only one step ahead of Mingjiao."

Zhao Min suddenly felt that she was wronged. If she went all out to attack Zhang Sanfeng successfully, plus many Mongolian soldiers and martial arts masters, it is still possible to destroy Wudang.

However, for the sake of Jiang Haiyu's face, she really never had such thoughts. The imperial court entrusted her with the task of calming the chaos, and she had to do some achievements before she could go back to the task.

"It's good enough for you."

Jiang Haiyu listened carefully, and it seemed that this was the case. He delayed his departure for three days, and the Mingjiao troops did not go up the mountain at all.

"What does it mean? I've been trying to persuade Zhenren Zhang. From the very beginning, I planned to use martial arts to solve the problem. Do you think you can come back by such a coincidence?"

Zhao Min turned her head, she only brought dozens of people up the mountain this trip, and she didn't plan to push Wudang horizontally at all, otherwise Tu Shaolin's speed would be an example.