National Martial Arts: I Use My Energy and Blood to Suppress Strange Things
by Flowers Falling In The Desert
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In the seventh year of the Republic of China, it was bitterly cold outside the customs. This is a strange world where warlords are fighting, evil spirits are rampant, and only blood can hurt ghosts and gods. Lu Chen came through time with the [Martial Arts and Spirituality Panel], and in this strange Republic of China where human life is like grass, he cultivated Yang Xingyi Quan to the highest level. Skin training, bone forging, marrow cleansing, blood exchange! The bright energy is like thunder, the dark energy penetrates the body, the master of transforming energy, the land god of Dan Jin! ... Jinmen Huo Family: "We have a Western electromagnetic gun to scientifically drive away ghosts!" Maoshan Taoist priest: "I have the Heavenly Master's talisman, which is as urgent as the law!" Lu Chen looked at the thousand-year-old corpse king in front of him, and silently lit a cigarette. Then his energy and blood exploded, and the ten feet of snow around him instantly evaporated. "Fancy." "Xingyi·Half-step collapse fist, break it to me!!" This punch reversed the yin and yang!
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