A phantom that was exactly the same as himself appeared in his mind, as if he had experienced thousands of drills, and this phantom seemed to be running in the clouds, with light steps.

This is Tian Boguang's "Stepping on Three Stacks of Clouds", like walking in the clouds.

If you return to Earth to participate in the 100-meter sprint at this speed, you will definitely be able to break the world record, and you will be able to win the prize.

Wu An only felt that his legs were slightly swollen, and he was even a little eager to try.

A familiar feeling poured into his legs, as if he had practiced it a thousand times, and a lot of knowledge about light gong was integrated into the brain.

Wu An's legs exerted his strength to carry "Stepping on Three Stacks of Clouds", and instantly felt that his speed had increased by more than one grade.

The surrounding scenery quickly went back, and the figure also turned into a black line and chased after him: "Tian Boguang, are you a mouse?" Escape so fast? Wait for Lao Tzu to kill you! "

Tian Boguang looked back and was terrified.

This kid... How suddenly so fast!

Then Tian Boguang discovered a reality that made him even more frightened.

That familiar pace....

The light skill used by this kid is his own "Stepping on Three Stacks of Clouds".

How can it be? This light skill is his own famous skill, even if he is his own son, it is impossible to teach.

How could this kid be?

Tian Boguang quickly remembered a name in his mind.

Give back to the other in his way?

Great Song Murong Fu?

"Murong Fu? Are you Murong Fu? "

"You are Murong Fu, your whole family is Murong Fu!"

There is no time to wonder, Tian Boguang at this time just wants to get as far away from this weird boy as possible.

With all his might, Tian Boguang's speed was one point faster.

The two fled and chased.

However, the gap between the two soon became apparent.

No matter how you say it, Tian Boguang is also a congenital master.

Wu An is just an acquired master.

The speed of performing light martial arts depends not only on the martial arts themselves, but also on the proficiency of the martial arts practitioners, as well as the level of internal strength.

The speed of the two slowly slowed away.

When Tian Boguang saw this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha... Stinky boy, don't think that if you learn a little grandpa's light skills, you can catch up with grandpa, at your level, it's still early. "

"Boy, you tell grandpa, who did you learn your light skills from? You name it, grandpa has a reward! "

"Boy, are you Murong Fu?"

"No, you're not Murong Fu, grandpa listened to you chatting just now, you seem to be from Heimu Cliff?"

"Who the hell are you?"

It was Wu Da Hammer who was crooked before, and then Tian Boguang came to the door.

So what Wu Dazhui said when he blew himself up, Tian Boguang naturally heard it.

Wu An was also quite depressed at this time.

Even if he comprehended Tian Boguang's light skills, his internal strength was too poor.

It is obviously impossible to use the strength of the day after tomorrow to drive this light skill, and if you want to catch up with Tian Boguang.

Could it be that Tian Boguang was let go like this today?

Depend on! I was a child with nine years of compulsory education.

Just when Wu An was unwilling.

A message flashed through my mind again.

[You comprehend more than three kinds of light skills, because of your urgency, stimulate your potential, you use "Stepping on the Three Stacks of Clouds" as a blueprint combined with several other light skills, and create a light skill "The Art of Carrying Evil Ghosts"].

[Note: This "Demon Carrying Technique" is extremely weird, please be careful not to be mistaken when the host performs it.] 】

A piece of information came into my mind, and I saw that the phantom that was the same as myself reappeared in my mind.

I saw that the phantom flashed and burst out of a cloud of black gas, and the figure turned into a black line and appeared in another place, and a cloud of black gas burst out again, and the figure appeared in another place.

Like a ghost!!

Just visually, "The Art of Ghost Handling" is much faster than Tian Boguang's "Stepping on Three Stacks of Clouds".

Wu An also understood why the system reminded not to be misunderstood.

I also understand why this martial art is called "The Art of Carrying Evil Ghosts".

Whether it is from the name or from the vision that appears from the performance of this light skill, it is a proper magic attack characteristic.

Wu An was speechless.

Like the "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", once it is cast, it is a golden dragon phantom, and the dragon roars again and again, and it is a decent exercise at a glance.

Well, Wu An doesn't care too much about any magic skills anyway, as long as it's easy to use.

Tian Boguang saw that the distance between himself and the kid was getting farther and farther away, and the wounds on his body began to ache faintly, this is not the time to entangle with this kid, and he wants to take revenge in the future, and there are many opportunities.

glanced at Wu An resentfully: "Boy, grandpa is tired today, today's revenge, grandpa will be avenged in the future!" "

That's when it happened.

Tian Boguang vaguely heard a cold snort, and then saw that the kid just now burst out with a cloud of black gas, and then turned into a straight black line, approaching at a high speed.

The distance between the two was shrinking at a speed that made Tian Boguang dumbfounded.

Tian Boguang looked at the figure that was swirling in the black air, and only felt a trembling feeling from his heels to Tianling Gai'er.

The threat of death is looming.

Tian Boguang was so frightened that his soul was furious.

desperately urged the light work to move forward.

A few breaths in time.

Tian Boguang only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the weird boy had already rushed in front of him.

Tian Boguang quickly changed lanes, wanting to get rid of Wu An.

Who knows.

Tian Boguang changed lanes, and Wu An also changed lanes.

Several times in a row, Tian Boguang always thought that he could ask Wu An.

Wu An always showed his figure from the swirling black air.

Wu An held a long sword, and on the long sword was Tian Boguang's mottled bloodstains: "Tian Boguang, I am different from you, today's revenge is today's revenge, and this kind of thing will make me unable to sleep overnight!" "

Wu An said lightly, but Tian Boguang felt trembling all over his body.

I haven't experienced this feeling for many years.

"Poof!" Bang.

In Wu An's stunned eyes, Tian Boguang knelt neatly in front of Wu An.

"Grandpa, grandpa, it's the grandson who is wrong, the grandson apologizes to you! You just treat your grandson as a fart, let your grandson go! "

"Please, grandpa!"

"Grandpa! My grandson doesn't want to die yet! "

At this time, Tian Boguang was in stark contrast to his previous arrogant attitude.

Can it still be like this?

Wu An really didn't expect this Tian Boguang to be able to do this, in order to survive, he was shameless to such a point.

In this regard, Wu An still admires Tian Boguang.

If you are yourself, you will definitely not be able to do it.

I saw Tian Boguang snorting heavily on the bluestone pavement.

The surroundings soon attracted a large crowd of passers-by watching the excitement.

Seeing Tian Boguang like this, Wu An's heart was even heavier when he wanted to kill Tian Boguang.

"Tian Boguang, I still like your arrogant appearance before."

After speaking, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into Tian Boguang's heart.

Tian Boguang was shocked, he didn't expect this kid to be so vicious, and it was too late to avoid it.

This sword, too fast.

That's when it happened.

"Keep people under the knife!"

A figure sped up.

Wu Anli also ignored it, and the long sword had already penetrated Tian Boguang's chest.

A generation of flower thieves has died!

Tian Boguang looked at Wu An unwillingly, his eyes were extremely resentful.

Wu An kicked over Tian Boguang's corpse like a broken sack, and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

It turned out to be Ling Hu Chong.

"Brother Tian, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Linghu Chong rushed to the front, holding Tian Boguang's corpse, in pain.

Tian Boguang stared at Wu An deadly.

"Brother Tian, don't worry, I'll avenge your revenge!"

Ling Hu Chong gently put down Tian Boguang's corpse, stood up, and drew his long sword: "Although I don't know who Your Excellency is and what grievances you have with Brother Tian, Brother Tian is my friend, he died under Your Excellency's sword, and I can't help but avenge his revenge!" "

Wu An looked at Ling Hu Chong playfully: "Ling Hu Chong, do you want to fight with me to the death?" "

"If Your Excellency can defeat the "Dugu Nine Swords" in my hand, then I will not avenge Brother Tian's revenge! I can only blame me for making Hu Chong not good at learning! I'm sorry Brother Tian! "

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