Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

The sword and the spear intersected, and the cold-blooded strength that had not been berserk was slightly weaker, and was sent flying by the spear.

Yamu and his figure paused slightly, and a force was unloaded to the ground.

When Leng Xue was in the air and had no time to return to defense, he attacked again with a spear.

In the air, the cold-blooded maniac exploded, his pupils turned green completely, his face was ferocious, and his fangs protruded from his mouth.

A roar resembling a man or a beast came out of his mouth, and he abruptly made a posture of returning to defense in the air.

The swords and spears intersected, splashing sparks.

Yamuhe was secretly surprised that the man in front of him had become like the wolf king on the grassland, and his strength was not so strong.

It's a collision of strength and power.

The sword is short and the spear is long.

Cold-blooded bullying and advancing, wanting to make dangerous moves.

Yamu and the spear retreated with them, and kept refusing to be cold-blooded from the spear.

Fifty strokes passed in a blink of an eye, and the sound of thunder exploded, and the air waves surged.

Seeing Nayam's reconciliation in cold blood, he couldn't help being a little impatient.

His madness can't last for too long, if it continues, there is a risk of losing his mind.

But Da Zhou had already lost once before, and he didn't want to lose again.

There was another roar, and the fangs in Leng Xue's mouth were completely exposed.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely become a wolf, a wolf that walked upright.

The long sword was discarded by him, his arms were swollen, his hands turned into iron claws, extremely sharp, and he struck Yamuhe with one claw.

Yamuhe didn't dare to be careless, and defended with a spear.

Leng Xue's claw hit the middle of the spear shaft. The spear shaft was made of unknown material, and Leng Xue's strong force only bent it down.

"What a great power!"

Yamuhe struggled a little, bowed his body, his veins bulged, and pushed Leng Xue out with all his strength.

The cold-blooded feet slid a certain distance on the ground, and the soles of the shoes had already been worn out.

Then he stopped his figure, kicked his right foot, and rushed towards Nagusi Yamuhe again at an extremely fast speed.

Yamuhe's eyes were slightly condensed, seeing Leng Xue rushing straight towards him, he sent his hands away, and pointed the tip of the spear at Leng Xue to stab him.

On the top of the spear tip, true energy adhered to it, making it even more sharp.

Leng Xue didn't dodge or evade, as if courting death, he ran towards the tip of the spear.

At the critical moment, Leng Xue dodged sideways, and the sharp qi tore through his clothes, drawing a deep bloodstain on his chest.

But for some reason, there wasn't much blood flowing out of the bloodstain, instead it looked like it was about to heal.

Before Yamuhe could be surprised, the spear had already been grasped by Leng Xue.

There was a roar from Leng Xue, and he lifted the spear together with Yamuhe.

With another swing, if Yamuhe didn't let go of the spear, he would have a close contact with the ground.

With such strength, and the ground is so hard, he would lose half of his life if he didn't die.

Yamuhe made a decisive decision, let go of the spear in the air, and was thrown flying out.

This time it was changed to a cold-blooded pursuit of victory, and rushed to Yamuhe again at an extremely fast speed.

Yamuhe's kung fu is basically on that spear, and there is no effective way to deal with the cold-blooded bullying.

It can only be punched in the past.

Leng Xue's eyes had turned from green to red at this time, and he completely lost his mind.

The sharp claws turned from both hands were even more ferocious, and they just threw it at Yamuhe in the air.

Ten scarlet sharp qi intersected each other, like ten sharp blades colliding with Yamuhe's gray-gold fist.

Not surprisingly, the gray-golden fist print was instantly annihilated.

Yamuhe is about to be dismembered.

But the reason why the Heaven-Human Realm is the Heaven-Human Realm is because they have surpassed the understanding of the innate masters and great masters.

Meng Chixing waved his sleeves, and the arena was calm again.

This battle was the most refreshing one for all audiences to watch, and the collision of strength and power made people's blood boil.

In contrast, the scene between Chu Liuxiang and Cheng Kun was a bit hip.

The scene between Lin Beiwang and Ye Gucheng was alright, but it was too fast, with an instant orgasm, making people unprepared.

Although Meng Chixing saved Yamuhe, Lengxue had completely lost his mind. He could only suppress Lengxue while announcing: "Da Zhou wins."

Then, looking at the frantic cold blood, there was nothing to do for a while.

Seeing this, the celestial man surnamed Jiang looked towards the palace wall and asked, "Boy Lin, do you have a way to deal with this person now?"

Cold-blooded is like this now, it is said that it is because of wolf's poison, but the essence is that the brain has been stimulated.

Seeing the orders from the Heavenly Man surnamed Jiang, Lin Beiwang said nothing, jumped off the palace wall, and came straight for Leng Xue.

A silver needle with a length of five inches was inserted from the cold-blooded Baihui acupoint, and the fingertips flicked lightly.

In the next instant, the cold-blooded face turned soft, the arms returned to normal, and the claws were retracted.

Then the whole person fainted.

Meng Chixing was slightly surprised.

This kid named Lin Beiwang is not only good at martial arts, but also has excellent medical skills. It can be said that he is very talented to achieve such achievements at such an age.

Which old monster can teach such an outstanding disciple?

On the palace wall, Basiba also looked at Lin Bei, with approval but also a trace of apprehension. Looking at Lin Bei, he seemed to see the shadow of another person.

Then he looked at Zhao Min, his disciple seemed to be related to Lin Beiwang, maybe he could plan something.

In this way, Lin Beiwang was targeted by several big bosses without knowing it.

Seeing that Leng-Blood's condition had stabilized, Jiang surnamed Tianren said: "Boy Lin, take him back!"

Lin Beiwang stared at the Heavenly Man surnamed Jiang with wide eyes, and said silently in his heart, "Old Jiang, are you sure?"

I have the urge to hit him, what should I do?

Lin Beiwang did as he did, but instead of hugging it back, he roughly grabbed Leng-Blood's back collar and carried it back directly.

Nor did he bid farewell to the heavenly man surnamed Jiang.

As he walked, he complained in his heart: "I have never hugged another woman with my hands except for one ruthless hug. He is a man who wants me to hug him, and he wants to eat ass."

The Heavenly Man surnamed Jiang looked at Lin Beiwang's leaving direction, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I may have made a slip of the tongue just now, but you, Lin boy, wouldn't vent your anger on Leng Xue!At any rate, he is a warrior who shed blood for me, such a posture is quite indecent.

If you are angry, come at me!

Chapter 82 Dragon Elephant VS Tai Chi

With his toes pointing to the ground, Lin Beiwang could easily jump up the palace wall with a person in his arms, and the speed was not slow.

Just as he was coming up, another group of contestants went down.

Zhang Wuji on Da Zhou's side, and Jinlun Fawang on Bei Yuan's side.

Lin Beiwang noticed just now that when Cheng Kun came on stage, Zhang Wuji's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

It's a pity, this is a contest between two countries, both sides are watched by heaven and man, and there is no fear of life.

On the ring, the two had already started fighting.

Jinlun Dharma King's Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong has not reached the tenth level, so he has not been eliminated by the Five Wheels Great Turn.

I saw three wheels flying up above the ring, suddenly tilted, and they all attacked Zhang Wuji.

He was still holding two in his hand, ready to take them down in one fell swoop when Zhang Wuji's defense made mistakes.

But look at that Zhang Wuji, holding a sword across, drew a semicircle, pulled and absorbed the three wheels in the air to his sword blade, turned around again, and returned the three wheels to Jinlun Fawang .

Zhang Wuji's Taiji true energy attached to it, coupled with the original true energy of Jinlun, the speed of the three wheels attacking Jinlun Fawang was fast and fast.

Jin Lun murmured inwardly that it was not good, how could there be so many young monsters in this big week, with such advanced martial arts at such a young age.

As a last resort, I could only hit the three wheels that came back in the air with two rounds in my hand.

There was only a clang of jingle bells, and the five wheels fell on the ring.

Jinlun Fawang's five-wheel rotation is temporarily unusable.

"This is Zhang Zhenren's Taiji swordsmanship?" Jinlun Fawang looked at Zhang Wuji, although his mouth was doubtful, but his eyes were full of affirmation.

"That's right, it's Taiji swordsmanship." Zhang Wuji was not surprised that Jinlun Fawang could see Taiji swordsmanship.

"Then I wonder if I can experience Wudang's Taijiquan?"

Zhang Wuji didn't delay, put his sword back into its sheath, and said, "Please!"

Jinlun Fawang took a step forward and slapped Zhang Wuji with a slap.Zhang Wuji saw that the opponent's palm was extremely fast, but also upright and powerful.Then he used a Taijiquan move of "grabbing the bird's tail", with his right foot firm and his left foot weak, and he used the "Zhuan" formula. When Jinlun Fawang approached him, he took a half step back and met his palms. Touched in one place, as if stuck together.

In the palm, the true energy of Tai Chi adheres to the hair, and the phantom of Tai Chi suddenly appears.Just as Jinlun Fawang came here, he flew out.

At the same time, his left hand trembled slightly, his own strength was completely returned by Zhang Wuji, and his Tai Chi Qi was also attached.The meridians in the left hand were distorted, numb and swollen, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Good! What a Tai Chi! What a young man!"

King Jinlun Fawang looked at Zhang Wuji and couldn't help but let out an admiration.

He secretly planned how to win in his heart.

This Taijiquan uses softness to overcome rigidity. Although Zhang Wuji is young, his skills are not shallow, and he just happened to completely restrain his brute strength. It is difficult to win.

Jinlun Fawang felt very aggrieved.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward modestly, and said, "Grandmaster Jinlun has won the prize. Please."

After speaking, he made another Tai Chi starting gesture.

Jinlun Fawang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his towering bald head reflected a flare of light under the sunlight.

Instead of procrastinating, it is better to put all your eggs in one basket, use the strength and true energy of your whole body, push out your palms, and attack Zhang Wuji with huge strength and true energy.

This move is more powerful and more powerful, like thunder and lightning.The air waves surged above the arena, like a giant beast, with the sound of dragon chant and elephant cry, it quickly approached Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji didn't dare to be negligent, he also circulated his whole body's true energy, dancing Taijiquan, a picture of Taiji lay flat under his feet, and a Taiji mask slowly appeared in front of him, wrapping it inside.

In an instant, the giant beast collided with the Taiji diagram.

There was a loud "boom".

The tangible and intangible air waves spread around the ring centered on the two of them.

Fortunately, the arena was big enough to not affect the surrounding audience.

But there were still gusts of wind, messing up the skirts and hair of the girls.

Fortunately, people were paying attention to the fierce battle on the stage at this time, and had no time to take care of these girls.

The Tai Chi mask formed by Tai Chi Qi was constantly squeezed by the giant beast, and it was slightly deformed.

Inside the hood, Zhang Wuji was calm and composed, with a single whip, raising his hands upwards, white cranes spreading their wings, hugging their knees and staggering, and when he was about to make a move of "hand waving the pipa", he pressed his right and drew his left, and thrust out a palm suddenly.

The Taiji air mask that was squeezed and deformed by Jinlun Fawang bounced back in an instant.

Only a sound of "Bo" was heard, and Jinlun Fawang flew out again.

Zhang Wuji didn't wait in place this time, but bullied him, with Tai Chi Qi enveloping his palms.Jinlun Fawang couldn't stop his retreat, Zhang Wuji grabbed his left foot.

Before he could react, Zhang Wuji lifted and pressed, and threw Jinlun Fawang heavily to the ground.

The arena remained relatively intact after the first three rounds of fighting, which showed how tough it was.

Jinlun Fawang was hit hard by this fall.

The whole person was dizzy and couldn't get up.