King Beijing seemed to face a sword that had not yet been unsheathed, and there seemed to be a hint of chill that kept coming, but he said simply and clearly: She is dead.I saw cold eyes narrowing slightly, and the captivating chill suddenly became prosperous.
At this time, more than a dozen figures had already rushed to the surroundings, and they stood on several roofs around them. The person in the east was Wang Xiaoshan, the chief manager of the Eastern Taishi Mansion, and followed by several guards. In the southeast was Yu Dongxing, the leader of the Maoshan "Shenda Sect" sect, and there were two people behind, namely the eldest disciple Erlang Shen Li Xiang and the second disciple Niu Demon King Shi Lei.
To the northwest is a round and short fat man with black and shiny skin, which is actually in a shape of armor. The two behind are as thin as shrimp bars, holding steel forks in their hands, and like broad crabs in their hands, holding double hammers in their hands, and both covered in shiny armor. The remaining north is the young man who first arrived in front of King Beijing, Wudang Lengran, one of the most famous young heroes in the world today.
The short and fat man said proudly: You, a flower-picking thief, dare to make trouble at the feet of the emperor. You must be impatient to live!The two armored generals behind him also followed, haha, laughing dryly, and said: I feel that I have a long life!Get tired of living!
King Beijing still looked at Leng Ran without looking at others, and said: Are you the left prime minister, "Wanshou Prime Minister" Tian Guan of the "Donghai Dragon Palace"?
The short and fat man smiled and said: You little thief actually know your grandfather's name, so why don't you surrender quickly!
King Beijing's mouth curled slightly and said in a low voice: No, you should come and catch me.
Tian Guanjian raised his eyebrows, waved to the two people behind him, and shouted: Take him!The pair of armored generals behind him danced from both sides.It turns out that the two of them are the famous shrimp and crab generals in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. The thin one is the shrimp general Cai Ming, and the fat one is the crab general Tong Dingjun.
Shirong didn't look at their momentum. He put one hand on his waist and then rushed to the side with the other hand. He grabbed the steel fork of the shrimp general Cai Ming in a flash, and then swung upwards, and finally stopped the hammer of the crab general Tong Dingjun.
Tong Baojun was stunned and swung the hammer out with his right arm. Unexpectedly, the other party pulled the steel fork down and still blocked his hammer.
Tong Dingjun was furious and waved his arms in turn, and even smashed them down with a sudden blow. The ghost-faced man was still holding Cai Ming's steel fork and placing the gears around.
Only a dozen ping-pong sounds were heard. Tong Dingjun's hands were sore and numb that he could not touch the other party. His movements were a little slow, and a long cut was already scratched by a steel fork on his thigh, and blood was spurted out. He let out a loud noise and retreated quickly.
The shrimp general Cai Ming was covered in water. He had clearly held the steel fork in his hands, but he didn't listen to his orders. He for no reason blocked more than a dozen heavy hammers for the ghost-faced man. When Tong Dingjun was injured and jumped away, he suddenly woke up in his heart. He exerted his strength and tried his best to grab the fork. Unexpectedly, he was twisted by the ghost-faced man with one hand and could no longer hold it. He hurriedly let go and retreated back. When his feet were down, he heard a clang, the steel fork had been thrown back by the ghost-faced man and stood on the roof tiles beside him, and he still trembled. After a closer look, it turned out that the steel fork had been bent and deformed.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath and thought to themselves: The martial arts skills of this flower-picking thief are indeed extremely high. No wonder they could kill the guard from the Huashan Sect with one punch, and even Yin Zhenglong and his wife could not keep him.I didn't dare to stand up again for a while.
Leng Ran took a step forward and said: Ask for advice.Although the other party was a flower-picking thief, he was also a rare martial arts master. He bowed with both hands and paused slightly, and the man had already flew forward.
Shi Rong's hand behind him suddenly came out, flying with his claws, and he still used the thirty-six-way big grabbing hand.
Leng Ran dared not be careless and focused his mind to play the martial arts world's unique skill Wudang Changquan. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought more than a dozen moves, but they were evenly matched and no one saw the advantage.
As soon as Leng Ran fought with the ghost-faced man, he knew that the other party's kung fu was definitely not inferior to him. His expression was still calm and calm, but his heart was shocked.Since he went to the army several years ago, he went down the mountain to do business many times, and had never met a person who could walk ten moves under his hands. He thought: I didn't expect that such a powerful flower-picking thief would have appeared. If he couldn't capture him tonight, there would be another big devil in the world.
Everyone around was even more surprised. You should know that the Wudang Changquan used by Leng Ran is a martial arts skill in the top ten martial arts world, and the one that Caihua stolen was a very ordinary big grab. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes tonight, no one would have believed that these two martial arts functions would have tied.
Wang Xiaoshan valued Leng Ran very much, but saw that he could not take the flower picking thief, for fear that this rare opportunity would be wasted. He became anxious and shouted: This flower picking thief does many evil things, so there is no need to tell him the morals of the world, let's go together!The Grand Master said that no matter which sect or sect, as long as you take down the flower-picking thief, you will not only reward the 20,000 taels of red, but also write a golden plaque for his sect with your own hands.
When everyone heard this, they all immediately looked up. You should know that Dong Taishi was a famous calligraphy master at the time. In addition, his prominent and noble status, a word is worth more than ten thousand gold. If any sect can really get the golden signboard he wrote by himself, it will not only show its prestige in the world, but also be able to enjoy it in the officialdom.
Wanshou Xiang Tian Guan hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the Lord Tongtian, Yu Dongxing, and he flew over with two disciples. He was afraid that others would capture the flower-picking thief first and take away the credit. He was so eager to go away the golden plaque of the tens of thousands of taels of Xuanhong and the Dong Taishi for nothing. Without hesitation, he shouted: Flower-picking thief, dare to hurt my subordinates, come and take his life!Jump over the roof over there and join the battle circle.
At this time, Baoyu and Ling Cairong had already squeezed over from the street, sandwiched among the officers and soldiers, looking up and watching, and seeing several people fighting against ghost-faced people, the momentum was amazing.Ling Cairong said in surprise: All these people have their martial arts far above the group of people who made trouble in the restaurant just now.
Baoyu looked at them fighting, and he could see clearly with his punches and kicks. He felt very beautiful and thought to himself: So it turns out that they fight like this, which is much more clever than Mingyan’s usual fights.
But I saw the Lord Tongtian, Yu Dongxing, who was slim and had two fingers in a sword shape: Erlang Shen, Li Xiáng, and three fingers of thumb, food, and middle fingers were spread apart, and was like a halberd: Bull Demon King Shi Lei bent his arms on both sides, imitating the two horns of the cow, bowed his head and rushed forward.The three of them had different movements, but their expressions were the same, their eyes were turned pale and they looked crazy, and they were using their God-killing magic to invite God.
Baoyu said to Ling Cairong: There are a few people above who have martial arts skills, which are very similar to the fat man who fought with you in the restaurant just now.He went to see another ball-like black-skinned man, and he felt that his martial arts were very strange and he was slow in his moves. He seemed not afraid of the opponent's attack, but only attacked but not defended, and seemed aggressive.
Little did he know that the man was Tian Guan, the Wanshou Xiang. His martial arts were very rare. Some people rumored that it came from Japan, called the tortoise shell magic power. Its body protection effect was extremely powerful, inseparable from swords and guns, and it was difficult to hurt his fists and feet.
Ling Cairong nodded and said: I think they are also people from the "God's Sect", but they are much better than that fat pig.But her eyes fell on Leng Ran more, and she admired her very much: I wonder who this person is?Among those people, I have never seen anyone who can do this in a fight.
Baoyu said again: Sister, do you think they can catch the flower-picking thief?Somehow, he felt vaguely worried about the ghost-faced man.
Ling Cairong looked at it for a long time and hesitated: It's so strange that so many of them beat one, and they all have very strong martial arts skills, but it seems that they still have no way to use the Flower Pirate.
Leng Ran became more and more shocked as he fought. He had just felt that the other party's martial arts were not inferior to him. Now that he had joined several powerful players, he still didn't see any advantage. He couldn't help but have a thought that the other party's martial arts were probably above him.
Wang Xiaoshan encouraged everyone to encircle the flower-picking thief, but he and several guards were still motionless, just like a group of lurking leopards peeking at their prey.He also saw it and thought to himself: Everyone in the world said that the "catcher" of the big captain Wen Bailing is the best, but compared with this ghost-faced man, I am afraid he will be ashamed of himself.
Shirong flew with his claws, grabbed his claws from left to right, and protected himself without any problem, but he wanted to escape from the siege, but he couldn't. He thought to himself: If he didn't use the 'Moonlight Essence', he would be difficult to escape... But he was always hesitant and difficult to decide, worried that he would use the peerless evil skill that was angered by both the human and the gods. If anyone saw it through, he would be afraid that he would never have peace in the future and would cause the encirclement and suppression of the entire martial arts world.
After a while of fighting, he felt a little irritated, and then he thought: If you continue to entangle like this, maybe there is a good guy to come. Before I can practice the seventh level of the "Moonlight Essence", I will be unable to pass tonight!Now he put his heart on, used the mysterious skill, and quietly used the third level of the essence of the moonlight. A layer of light that seemed to be there and not existed in his hand, and he grabbed it out in a skewed way with a skewed move. He first took Shi Lei, the Bull Demon King, the weakest martial arts among the crowd.
Leng Ran saw that the ghost-faced man had a weird move and shouted: Be careful!He also used a move to spread his wings and cut the ghostly face and the man's neck with a slanted palm, trying to save Shi Lei.
Who knew that when Shi Lei saw the ghost-faced man's claw seemed to be holding or holding, but it seemed to be grabbing or holding, and it was soft and powerless. He was happy, and his fists were made into horns, and he bumped into it like a mad bull running wildly, but he heard the Beijing King say softly: Go.
One claw was already connected with Shi Lei's fist, and Shi Lei fell silently.
Everyone was shocked and suspicious, not knowing what Shi Lei was lying on. When he saw a ghost, he turned around and punched him like a ghost, just in time to meet Leng Ran's palm.
Leng Ran's fingertips touched the other party's fist, and immediately felt a strange energy penetrated his fingers and palms, climbing up along his arms, running along his veins, as if he wanted to invade his heart, and was shocked. He immediately flew back a few steps, held his palms in front of his chest, and moved his breath in his body to resolve it. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and retreated in time. He was practicing the first-class Wudang Qigong in the martial arts world, so he was not seriously injured, but he could not return to the battle circle for the time being.
Yu Dongxing suddenly knocked down Shi Lei and forced him to retreat. He was puzzled: Evil!Could this flower-picking thief fail to achieve magic?Just a little stunned, he suddenly saw the fist of the ghost-faced man hitting his chest silently, and his soul was scattered. It was too late to dodge, so he turned his body, gathered his energy on his shoulders, and gritted his teeth to block it.
Unexpectedly, in this block, a strange energy that looked cold but not cold, and was extremely feminine, penetrated his shoulders and penetrated his heart through his veins. His internal strength was far less than cold. His whole body immediately felt like he fell into an ice cave, and he groaned and sat on the ground.
The Erlang Shen Li Xiáng next to him was shocked to see this, and his three fingers, thumb, food and middle fingers formed into a halberd shape, and directly crossed the ghost face under the ribs, trying to save his master.
At this time, Leng Ran had recovered and shouted: Don’t take his fist!He jumped forward and pushed Li Xiáng away with one palm. He pulled out the long sword from his waist with the other hand. Several sword flowers shook out, forcing the ghost-faced man.
King Beijing knocked down the Lord of Tongtian Yu Dongxing and tore a big hole in the encirclement. He was about to leave, but Leng Ran recovered very quickly, so he stepped forward and entangled him again.But when Leng Ran's sword stabbed out, the succession was like peaks and mountains connecting endlessly. It was the Tai Chi sword created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, in his later years.
Shirong saw that the sword tip was painted with large and small circles, which seemed simple and simple, but in fact it was extremely exquisite. For him to bear the peerless evil skills, he could not help but use this sword technique that was fascinating all over the world. He couldn't help but secretly regret that he had only used the third level of heaven just now, but he failed to defeat Leng Ran in one fell swoop, and even surrounded him again. He remembered that there was a ignorant Wang Xiaoshanhu who looked at him, and he was even more anxious. He didn't care about exposing his evil skills, so he suddenly raised the Yuehua essence to the fifth level of heaven, turned around and slid out, and smashed Tian Guan behind him with a punch, with an incredible speed.
Tian Guan has been practicing the magical power of tortoise shells for more than thirty years, and his skin has turned into aphrodisiac.When he was building territory for the East China Sea Dragon Palace along the coast of the East China Sea, he made countless contributions and was named the Left Prime Minister by the Dragon King of the East China Sea.He has been in nearly a hundred battles, and at most he is injured and unable to die. In addition, his magical skill of protecting his body contains the word "turtle", so he is called "Wanshou Xiang".
He has always recognized that the body protection effect of his tortoise shell magic is far beyond that of iron cloth shirts and horizontal training of Thirteen Taibao.
Above it, you can even compete with the Shaolin Holy Kung Fu. Seeing that the ghost-faced man's punch was as fast as a meteor, it was difficult to avoid it, and he was not panicked. He shouted loudly, raised his tortoise shell magic power to the limit, and raised his chest and took the punch.
At the same time, my heart was still stinking. Yu Dongxing, the God Lord of Tongtian, said in his heart: If I get this punch, it means that my "turtle shell magical power" is stronger than his "divine strike" in the side sect. Just now, at the "Evil-killing Banquet", Master Dong was very polite to him and greeted him to drink, but he was a little dissatisfied with me. If he knew who was stronger and who was weak, he would definitely value me in the future.
Unexpectedly, he knew that he was very wrong when he got in. He felt a strange energy penetrated his body. The tortoise shell magic power on his body was like a bamboo basket to catch water, which could not block 10% of the opponent's skills. In addition, the part he was receiving was his chest, which was much closer to the heart than Yu Dongxing's shoulders. The strange energy reached the ventricle in the blink of an eye.
When everyone saw Tian Guan thrusting his chest and taking the ghost-faced man's fist, his body shook slightly and stood there silently, and felt a sense of ingenuity in his heart. However, when the ghost-faced man slowly retracted his fist, walked leisurely past his body, and suddenly ran out of the gap and ran north.
Leng Ran reacted the fastest and chased after him quickly. But he was a little late, so he had already set aside dozens of steps.
Wang Xiaoshan cried: Not good!He went up to check Tian Guan, and with a light touch, the man had fallen back, but he saw that his face was gray and his eyes were still hideous, and he was dead. He didn't care about looking carefully and waved his hand to greet everyone after him.
Tongtian God Lord Yu Dongxing had just recovered. He remembered the ghost-faced man's punch just now, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body. His heart to become famous and accomplished was immediately gone. He dared not chase him. He just pretended to be serious and could not get rid of his injuries. He still meditated on the roof tiles to heal his wounds.
Seeing the pursuers behind him follow him like shadows, King Beijing did not dare to escape to his palace. His thoughts turned, and suddenly turned around and ran eastward.Leng Ran and Wang Xiaoshan were still following closely behind. They gradually saw that the lights were brightly lit in front of them, and they had already chased to the periphery of the forbidden city. There was an imperial guard wearing mail in front of them, holding golden gourd and shouting: Who is it?How dare you break into the palace!
At this time, more than a dozen figures had already rushed to the surroundings, and they stood on several roofs around them. The person in the east was Wang Xiaoshan, the chief manager of the Eastern Taishi Mansion, and followed by several guards. In the southeast was Yu Dongxing, the leader of the Maoshan "Shenda Sect" sect, and there were two people behind, namely the eldest disciple Erlang Shen Li Xiang and the second disciple Niu Demon King Shi Lei.
To the northwest is a round and short fat man with black and shiny skin, which is actually in a shape of armor. The two behind are as thin as shrimp bars, holding steel forks in their hands, and like broad crabs in their hands, holding double hammers in their hands, and both covered in shiny armor. The remaining north is the young man who first arrived in front of King Beijing, Wudang Lengran, one of the most famous young heroes in the world today.
The short and fat man said proudly: You, a flower-picking thief, dare to make trouble at the feet of the emperor. You must be impatient to live!The two armored generals behind him also followed, haha, laughing dryly, and said: I feel that I have a long life!Get tired of living!
King Beijing still looked at Leng Ran without looking at others, and said: Are you the left prime minister, "Wanshou Prime Minister" Tian Guan of the "Donghai Dragon Palace"?
The short and fat man smiled and said: You little thief actually know your grandfather's name, so why don't you surrender quickly!
King Beijing's mouth curled slightly and said in a low voice: No, you should come and catch me.
Tian Guanjian raised his eyebrows, waved to the two people behind him, and shouted: Take him!The pair of armored generals behind him danced from both sides.It turns out that the two of them are the famous shrimp and crab generals in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. The thin one is the shrimp general Cai Ming, and the fat one is the crab general Tong Dingjun.
Shirong didn't look at their momentum. He put one hand on his waist and then rushed to the side with the other hand. He grabbed the steel fork of the shrimp general Cai Ming in a flash, and then swung upwards, and finally stopped the hammer of the crab general Tong Dingjun.
Tong Baojun was stunned and swung the hammer out with his right arm. Unexpectedly, the other party pulled the steel fork down and still blocked his hammer.
Tong Dingjun was furious and waved his arms in turn, and even smashed them down with a sudden blow. The ghost-faced man was still holding Cai Ming's steel fork and placing the gears around.
Only a dozen ping-pong sounds were heard. Tong Dingjun's hands were sore and numb that he could not touch the other party. His movements were a little slow, and a long cut was already scratched by a steel fork on his thigh, and blood was spurted out. He let out a loud noise and retreated quickly.
The shrimp general Cai Ming was covered in water. He had clearly held the steel fork in his hands, but he didn't listen to his orders. He for no reason blocked more than a dozen heavy hammers for the ghost-faced man. When Tong Dingjun was injured and jumped away, he suddenly woke up in his heart. He exerted his strength and tried his best to grab the fork. Unexpectedly, he was twisted by the ghost-faced man with one hand and could no longer hold it. He hurriedly let go and retreated back. When his feet were down, he heard a clang, the steel fork had been thrown back by the ghost-faced man and stood on the roof tiles beside him, and he still trembled. After a closer look, it turned out that the steel fork had been bent and deformed.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath and thought to themselves: The martial arts skills of this flower-picking thief are indeed extremely high. No wonder they could kill the guard from the Huashan Sect with one punch, and even Yin Zhenglong and his wife could not keep him.I didn't dare to stand up again for a while.
Leng Ran took a step forward and said: Ask for advice.Although the other party was a flower-picking thief, he was also a rare martial arts master. He bowed with both hands and paused slightly, and the man had already flew forward.
Shi Rong's hand behind him suddenly came out, flying with his claws, and he still used the thirty-six-way big grabbing hand.
Leng Ran dared not be careless and focused his mind to play the martial arts world's unique skill Wudang Changquan. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought more than a dozen moves, but they were evenly matched and no one saw the advantage.
As soon as Leng Ran fought with the ghost-faced man, he knew that the other party's kung fu was definitely not inferior to him. His expression was still calm and calm, but his heart was shocked.Since he went to the army several years ago, he went down the mountain to do business many times, and had never met a person who could walk ten moves under his hands. He thought: I didn't expect that such a powerful flower-picking thief would have appeared. If he couldn't capture him tonight, there would be another big devil in the world.
Everyone around was even more surprised. You should know that the Wudang Changquan used by Leng Ran is a martial arts skill in the top ten martial arts world, and the one that Caihua stolen was a very ordinary big grab. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes tonight, no one would have believed that these two martial arts functions would have tied.
Wang Xiaoshan valued Leng Ran very much, but saw that he could not take the flower picking thief, for fear that this rare opportunity would be wasted. He became anxious and shouted: This flower picking thief does many evil things, so there is no need to tell him the morals of the world, let's go together!The Grand Master said that no matter which sect or sect, as long as you take down the flower-picking thief, you will not only reward the 20,000 taels of red, but also write a golden plaque for his sect with your own hands.
When everyone heard this, they all immediately looked up. You should know that Dong Taishi was a famous calligraphy master at the time. In addition, his prominent and noble status, a word is worth more than ten thousand gold. If any sect can really get the golden signboard he wrote by himself, it will not only show its prestige in the world, but also be able to enjoy it in the officialdom.
Wanshou Xiang Tian Guan hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the Lord Tongtian, Yu Dongxing, and he flew over with two disciples. He was afraid that others would capture the flower-picking thief first and take away the credit. He was so eager to go away the golden plaque of the tens of thousands of taels of Xuanhong and the Dong Taishi for nothing. Without hesitation, he shouted: Flower-picking thief, dare to hurt my subordinates, come and take his life!Jump over the roof over there and join the battle circle.
At this time, Baoyu and Ling Cairong had already squeezed over from the street, sandwiched among the officers and soldiers, looking up and watching, and seeing several people fighting against ghost-faced people, the momentum was amazing.Ling Cairong said in surprise: All these people have their martial arts far above the group of people who made trouble in the restaurant just now.
Baoyu looked at them fighting, and he could see clearly with his punches and kicks. He felt very beautiful and thought to himself: So it turns out that they fight like this, which is much more clever than Mingyan’s usual fights.
But I saw the Lord Tongtian, Yu Dongxing, who was slim and had two fingers in a sword shape: Erlang Shen, Li Xiáng, and three fingers of thumb, food, and middle fingers were spread apart, and was like a halberd: Bull Demon King Shi Lei bent his arms on both sides, imitating the two horns of the cow, bowed his head and rushed forward.The three of them had different movements, but their expressions were the same, their eyes were turned pale and they looked crazy, and they were using their God-killing magic to invite God.
Baoyu said to Ling Cairong: There are a few people above who have martial arts skills, which are very similar to the fat man who fought with you in the restaurant just now.He went to see another ball-like black-skinned man, and he felt that his martial arts were very strange and he was slow in his moves. He seemed not afraid of the opponent's attack, but only attacked but not defended, and seemed aggressive.
Little did he know that the man was Tian Guan, the Wanshou Xiang. His martial arts were very rare. Some people rumored that it came from Japan, called the tortoise shell magic power. Its body protection effect was extremely powerful, inseparable from swords and guns, and it was difficult to hurt his fists and feet.
Ling Cairong nodded and said: I think they are also people from the "God's Sect", but they are much better than that fat pig.But her eyes fell on Leng Ran more, and she admired her very much: I wonder who this person is?Among those people, I have never seen anyone who can do this in a fight.
Baoyu said again: Sister, do you think they can catch the flower-picking thief?Somehow, he felt vaguely worried about the ghost-faced man.
Ling Cairong looked at it for a long time and hesitated: It's so strange that so many of them beat one, and they all have very strong martial arts skills, but it seems that they still have no way to use the Flower Pirate.
Leng Ran became more and more shocked as he fought. He had just felt that the other party's martial arts were not inferior to him. Now that he had joined several powerful players, he still didn't see any advantage. He couldn't help but have a thought that the other party's martial arts were probably above him.
Wang Xiaoshan encouraged everyone to encircle the flower-picking thief, but he and several guards were still motionless, just like a group of lurking leopards peeking at their prey.He also saw it and thought to himself: Everyone in the world said that the "catcher" of the big captain Wen Bailing is the best, but compared with this ghost-faced man, I am afraid he will be ashamed of himself.
Shirong flew with his claws, grabbed his claws from left to right, and protected himself without any problem, but he wanted to escape from the siege, but he couldn't. He thought to himself: If he didn't use the 'Moonlight Essence', he would be difficult to escape... But he was always hesitant and difficult to decide, worried that he would use the peerless evil skill that was angered by both the human and the gods. If anyone saw it through, he would be afraid that he would never have peace in the future and would cause the encirclement and suppression of the entire martial arts world.
After a while of fighting, he felt a little irritated, and then he thought: If you continue to entangle like this, maybe there is a good guy to come. Before I can practice the seventh level of the "Moonlight Essence", I will be unable to pass tonight!Now he put his heart on, used the mysterious skill, and quietly used the third level of the essence of the moonlight. A layer of light that seemed to be there and not existed in his hand, and he grabbed it out in a skewed way with a skewed move. He first took Shi Lei, the Bull Demon King, the weakest martial arts among the crowd.
Leng Ran saw that the ghost-faced man had a weird move and shouted: Be careful!He also used a move to spread his wings and cut the ghostly face and the man's neck with a slanted palm, trying to save Shi Lei.
Who knew that when Shi Lei saw the ghost-faced man's claw seemed to be holding or holding, but it seemed to be grabbing or holding, and it was soft and powerless. He was happy, and his fists were made into horns, and he bumped into it like a mad bull running wildly, but he heard the Beijing King say softly: Go.
One claw was already connected with Shi Lei's fist, and Shi Lei fell silently.
Everyone was shocked and suspicious, not knowing what Shi Lei was lying on. When he saw a ghost, he turned around and punched him like a ghost, just in time to meet Leng Ran's palm.
Leng Ran's fingertips touched the other party's fist, and immediately felt a strange energy penetrated his fingers and palms, climbing up along his arms, running along his veins, as if he wanted to invade his heart, and was shocked. He immediately flew back a few steps, held his palms in front of his chest, and moved his breath in his body to resolve it. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and retreated in time. He was practicing the first-class Wudang Qigong in the martial arts world, so he was not seriously injured, but he could not return to the battle circle for the time being.
Yu Dongxing suddenly knocked down Shi Lei and forced him to retreat. He was puzzled: Evil!Could this flower-picking thief fail to achieve magic?Just a little stunned, he suddenly saw the fist of the ghost-faced man hitting his chest silently, and his soul was scattered. It was too late to dodge, so he turned his body, gathered his energy on his shoulders, and gritted his teeth to block it.
Unexpectedly, in this block, a strange energy that looked cold but not cold, and was extremely feminine, penetrated his shoulders and penetrated his heart through his veins. His internal strength was far less than cold. His whole body immediately felt like he fell into an ice cave, and he groaned and sat on the ground.
The Erlang Shen Li Xiáng next to him was shocked to see this, and his three fingers, thumb, food and middle fingers formed into a halberd shape, and directly crossed the ghost face under the ribs, trying to save his master.
At this time, Leng Ran had recovered and shouted: Don’t take his fist!He jumped forward and pushed Li Xiáng away with one palm. He pulled out the long sword from his waist with the other hand. Several sword flowers shook out, forcing the ghost-faced man.
King Beijing knocked down the Lord of Tongtian Yu Dongxing and tore a big hole in the encirclement. He was about to leave, but Leng Ran recovered very quickly, so he stepped forward and entangled him again.But when Leng Ran's sword stabbed out, the succession was like peaks and mountains connecting endlessly. It was the Tai Chi sword created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, in his later years.
Shirong saw that the sword tip was painted with large and small circles, which seemed simple and simple, but in fact it was extremely exquisite. For him to bear the peerless evil skills, he could not help but use this sword technique that was fascinating all over the world. He couldn't help but secretly regret that he had only used the third level of heaven just now, but he failed to defeat Leng Ran in one fell swoop, and even surrounded him again. He remembered that there was a ignorant Wang Xiaoshanhu who looked at him, and he was even more anxious. He didn't care about exposing his evil skills, so he suddenly raised the Yuehua essence to the fifth level of heaven, turned around and slid out, and smashed Tian Guan behind him with a punch, with an incredible speed.
Tian Guan has been practicing the magical power of tortoise shells for more than thirty years, and his skin has turned into aphrodisiac.When he was building territory for the East China Sea Dragon Palace along the coast of the East China Sea, he made countless contributions and was named the Left Prime Minister by the Dragon King of the East China Sea.He has been in nearly a hundred battles, and at most he is injured and unable to die. In addition, his magical skill of protecting his body contains the word "turtle", so he is called "Wanshou Xiang".
He has always recognized that the body protection effect of his tortoise shell magic is far beyond that of iron cloth shirts and horizontal training of Thirteen Taibao.
Above it, you can even compete with the Shaolin Holy Kung Fu. Seeing that the ghost-faced man's punch was as fast as a meteor, it was difficult to avoid it, and he was not panicked. He shouted loudly, raised his tortoise shell magic power to the limit, and raised his chest and took the punch.
At the same time, my heart was still stinking. Yu Dongxing, the God Lord of Tongtian, said in his heart: If I get this punch, it means that my "turtle shell magical power" is stronger than his "divine strike" in the side sect. Just now, at the "Evil-killing Banquet", Master Dong was very polite to him and greeted him to drink, but he was a little dissatisfied with me. If he knew who was stronger and who was weak, he would definitely value me in the future.
Unexpectedly, he knew that he was very wrong when he got in. He felt a strange energy penetrated his body. The tortoise shell magic power on his body was like a bamboo basket to catch water, which could not block 10% of the opponent's skills. In addition, the part he was receiving was his chest, which was much closer to the heart than Yu Dongxing's shoulders. The strange energy reached the ventricle in the blink of an eye.
When everyone saw Tian Guan thrusting his chest and taking the ghost-faced man's fist, his body shook slightly and stood there silently, and felt a sense of ingenuity in his heart. However, when the ghost-faced man slowly retracted his fist, walked leisurely past his body, and suddenly ran out of the gap and ran north.
Leng Ran reacted the fastest and chased after him quickly. But he was a little late, so he had already set aside dozens of steps.
Wang Xiaoshan cried: Not good!He went up to check Tian Guan, and with a light touch, the man had fallen back, but he saw that his face was gray and his eyes were still hideous, and he was dead. He didn't care about looking carefully and waved his hand to greet everyone after him.
Tongtian God Lord Yu Dongxing had just recovered. He remembered the ghost-faced man's punch just now, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body. His heart to become famous and accomplished was immediately gone. He dared not chase him. He just pretended to be serious and could not get rid of his injuries. He still meditated on the roof tiles to heal his wounds.
Seeing the pursuers behind him follow him like shadows, King Beijing did not dare to escape to his palace. His thoughts turned, and suddenly turned around and ran eastward.Leng Ran and Wang Xiaoshan were still following closely behind. They gradually saw that the lights were brightly lit in front of them, and they had already chased to the periphery of the forbidden city. There was an imperial guard wearing mail in front of them, holding golden gourd and shouting: Who is it?How dare you break into the palace!
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