Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Renfang's deadly move came towards him.It's a pity that I couldn't hit me repeatedly, so he shouted loudly, "Devil, where are you running to!"

While dodging away, I still had the strength to tease, "Although a good night is rare, Brother Zhuo doesn't need to be so anxious."

"You! Don't talk nonsense in front of the heroes!"

Hey, why does this person always don't understand, that's why I'm like this, I really don't have a sense of humor at all.

The footsteps stopped for a while, and it became a confrontation.

Pretending to sigh helplessly, "Since Brother Zhuo insists, I will accompany Brother Zhuo to live a good life."

As soon as these words came out, there was an inexplicable eruption under the ring.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Hero Zhuo, we have to entrust the future of our righteous way of martial arts to you!"

"If you don't get rid of the devil, it's hard to bring peace to the world!"

My brows were crooked, and I glanced at Zhuo Renfang who was standing opposite me with a slightly playful smile.

Maybe both of us are fully aware that in the hearts of everyone, the best ending is to lose to both sides.

After receiving my gaze, Zhuo Renfang still stared at me firmly, but she put away the blade in her hand, and her aura became more and more fierce.

I immediately understood what he was going to do, so I couldn't help taking a quick step back, causing my body to slide a few feet away.

At the same time, the opponent has already pushed out a palm, and the airflow guided by it fluctuates, quite overwhelming.

Leaping forward, he rolled backwards, the wind from his palm hit his cheek, causing a sharp pain.

"My lord!" He vaguely seemed to hear the shout from He Ling.

I frowned subconsciously and looked between the mountains, but fortunately there was no other movement.

So he still turned around and looked at Zhuo Renfang, the burning sensation from his left eye spread more and more.

"It actually let you escape."

"Brother Zhuo just used it, but Mei Nong No. 30 Nine Styles."

"Yes, as early as a few days ago, Zhuo has already practiced it!" Zhuo Renfang inevitably showed a complacent expression after saying this.

Pursing the corners of his lips, he said with a smile, "Zhuo Renfang, did you think that what happened just now was just an accident, and the next move will hit?!"

His face turned pale, obviously his mind was broken.

At this time, someone in the audience exclaimed, "Everyone, look at the devil's wound!"

"Healing! No... already healed."

Raising his right hand, his fingers touched his cheek, and it really felt smooth and smooth.

Seeing this, many people fell into real panic one after another, "Youkai, that's a real youkai!"

"If we stay here again, we will..."

"Shut up, it's even more important to cheer up at a time like this so that you don't grow up other people's ambitions!"

"..."

Listening to these voices, savoring the leisure and comfort that seems to have nothing to do with me, but there is always an annoying person who pulls my attention back.

Zhuo Renfang was still repeating, "Devil, what did you mean just now!"

Leaning at him, he replied casually, "Zhuo Renfang, do you think Mei Nong's 39 forms are such a single-layer kung fu? Does Mei Shen Wu Chai only have one form?"

"What did you say……"

"Zhuo Renfang, you are wrong." I stood still slowly, shook off the red silk in my sleeve, and clenched one end tightly in my hand, "Today, let me teach you what is the real Mei Nong Type 39!"

In an instant, the zhenqi roll burst out with a crackling red silk.

The situation was reversed in that instant.

At that moment, the Chi Ling had the body of a snake, shaped like a hook, as if it had turned into a steel cable and rushed towards Zhuo Renfang's neck firmly.

Zhuo Renfang grabbed the ribbon and tried to make it leave her neck, but before he had enough time to react, he was suddenly pulled, and he turned over, and then fell to the ground in a slightly embarrassed state. .

He lay on the ground panting, then looked up at me in disbelief.

I smiled lightly to myself, "This... you know."

"...The tenth form of Mei Nong, Mei Shi Okawa."

"Then... what about this?"

Before the words fell, the gust of wind rose again.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Renfang was thrown out again.

"Number one, No.15 style, Meidan Ruoqu."

"What about this one?"

"Form...22, Plum, Plum Clothes Wear Frost."

"..."

The people in the audience stared at all this dumbfounded. They probably couldn't believe that the man who was about to be regarded as the supreme martial arts man just now was being manipulated by a recognized martial arts scourge.

During this period, it was not difficult to hear those whispers.

"Hey... this is not true, I remember that when Liu Hanyi, the leader of the Xuexiang sect, used these tricks, they only used one form, but now..."

"Can't you see that, these must have been created by the devil himself!"

"Really, that guy turned out to be a genius... It's a pity, a pity, he fell into the devil's way."

"Hush, keep your voice down! You can't talk nonsense like that, even Zhuo Renfang can't beat him, so we can just..."

"That's right, I'm asking, who can rival it in today's martial arts world!"

I stood on the stage and smiled slightly.

"Then, the last move."

Hearing this, Zhuo Renfang's eyes widened.

"You... are you going to kill me?"

Pretending to be surprised, he said, "Why, shouldn't it be."

Zhuo Renfang couldn't hold back her ugly face and supported her seriously injured body and retreated until she was finally forced to the edge of the stage and leaned against the railing with no way out.

"Empty collar pushes strength, qi sinks to dantian, hardness and softness are combined, positive and negative complement each other, qi goes to perineum, yin intercourse, qi rushes, horizontal bone, big he, qi point, four full, Zhongzhu, Huangyu, Shangqu Shiguan, the Yin capital, the abdomen leads to the valley, the pylorus returns to the dantian, circles through the Taiyin lung meridian of the hand, condenses the internal force in the palm..."

Just listening to me chanting these, Zhuo Renfang's bloodshot face turned pale, and finally closed his eyes resignedly.

"I, Zhuo Renfang, have nothing to say about how much I offended you, Hierarch Liu, in the past, but now it's in your hands."

Unconsciously, he said with a smile, "Zhuo Renfang, do you really think that this is the only reason why I want to kill you?"

"...Then why?"

"Meng Youting is dead."

He opened his eyes.

"Now it is your turn."

"Varied……"

"That's why, as long as anyone who has encountered the No. 30 ninth form of Meilong, I will not let anyone go!"

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"Wait! Don't kill him!" Not far away, the young woman's voice came from far to near.

However, it was too late.

I raised my left hand, and the red silk flew up and down.

Biting the past with the momentum of overturning the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, everything was reduced to powder under the grinding, not to mention a tiny Zhuo Renfang.

The ends of the smoke and dust cleared away completely, and the woman knelt down on the stage, her lips were extremely white.

She hugged Zhuo Renfang's body and shook desperately, "Brother, brother! Wake up, wake up!"

I put away the red silk, and walked away to the stage on my own.

"and many more!"

The woman's long sword lay across my neck.

In fact, it's not that they are defenseless, but they feel that they are definitely not a threat.

"You, why did you take him..."

I turned around, completely unaffected by the slightly trembling sharp blade.

"Miss Zhuo, there seems to be some misunderstanding."

"what……"

"I didn't intend to let him go, so why ask why?"

"You weren't before!" Her voice became hoarse, but she was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.

"Oh, that, if what Ms. Zhuo said is the matter that I saved his life to play with."

"You! You...animal!"

Seeing that she suddenly withdrew the sword in her hand and was about to send it out again, I only stretched out two fingers to block all the strength.

"Miss, it's better to keep an eye on the sword in your hand. This thing is very expensive, and you can't put it down when you pick it up."

She seemed to be stunned, unable to make a sound for a long time.

Standing on the edge of the stage, I curled up the corners of my mouth and showed a smile that was the best in the world.

"I wonder if anyone has any objections to my election as the leader of the martial arts?"

The crowd became agitated, and it was obvious that if no one came out to stop it, things would develop in an unimaginable situation.

Just looking at each other, no one is willing to stand up.

When an old man came, he raised his voice and said, "You are considered to be born in the righteous way, how can you be willing to degenerate! Children, remember to turn your back and be right!"

I raised my eyebrows, thinking to myself that this group of people must be out of their minds, and when they had no other choice, they came up with such indecent tricks as using emotion to understand reason.

Suddenly, a burst of crisp and ironic laughter burst out from nowhere.

Everyone looked at it unanimously, but unexpectedly they gave way to a path.

I stared at the appearance of the visitor who was dressed in white clothes that were more snowy than human, and couldn't help but say:

finally come.