Tang Shiyi, the noble son of the Tang Sect who volunteered, was directly killed by one move.

Everyone on the high platform looked at Ling Jian in the ring in surprise, this young man who was not tall but was as strong as an iron plate.

"That's gossip seventy-two, right? Master. Murong Xiaoxiao looked at Master Yue and asked.

"This kid actually uses the Bao family's gossip palm. Master Yue looked at Bao Kang in the audience: "Did you teach him, Bagua Taibao, Bao Kang." ”

"Which other young man wants to step forward to challenge the young man of the Blade?" said the Qingxu Dao Leader to the people on the high platform.

Silent.

Everyone looked at each other, seeing Tang Shiyi's fate, he was killed in one move, the strength of this blade was really a little unfathomable.

Tang Hu's hand clenched the railing of the high platform tightly: "A group of cowards, hum!

When Cang San, the leader of the beggar gang, heard his words, he glared at Tang Hu fiercely: "What do you mean?

"Hmph, as the head of the sect, he actually spoke such wild words!" Tai Yulong, the head of the Kunlun faction, also said loudly.

"Tweet, master, let me go!" Murong Xiaoxiao stood up and wanted to jump off the high platform but was stopped by Master Yueming: "Be careful, this kid's strength is much stronger than we thought, let them go first, let's see a few more moves!"

A small man has jumped off the high platform.

Dressed in linen clothes, his face under his short hair is fair and delicate, with a little baby fat, the eldest disciple of the beggar gang, Zhou Ni.

Zhou Ni took out the bamboo stick on her back, clasped her fists and saluted: "Help Zhou Ni under the beggar, ask for advice." ”

Zhou Ni's voice is somewhat neutral, and her movements are chic and generous, like a man.

Ling Blade also responded with a fist.

"The beggar gang has two great skills, beating the dog stick and descending the dragon eighteen palms, these two tricks have reached the point of solo martial arts as early as the Song Dynasty. Ling Blade remembered Bao Kang's previous words.

Zhou Ni wields a bamboo stick, and the internal force is wrapped around the bamboo stick, making an ordinary bamboo as hard as steel.

Ling Blade's center of gravity sank slightly, and he put on a good posture.

Zhou Ni brandished a long stick, and the green bamboo waved in the air at high speed, quickly becoming uncatchable with the naked eye.

With two capable roars, Zhou Ni had already flipped in front of Ling Blade with a heel, and the stick slashed with the movement of the heel.

Seventy-two broken spears and long sticks, with both palms facing the sky, the red light was magnificent, and he pushed hard to stop the stick that hit the split.

Using Huoyun Divine Skill, the red light of the lower body was great, the legs were forced, and the hands were pushed, the red light had pushed Zhou Ni away, Zhou Ni took a few steps back, the other end of the stick was already on the ground, the stick was propped up, Zhou Ni jumped into the air, the stick slowly rotated in the air, and a green full moon was drawn in the air, and it hit head-on.

Blade wants to use the same move to defend against the face-splitting stick.

"I'm in a hurry, stinky boy. Bao Kang said from the audience.

Sure enough, the stick reversed its angle in the air and hit it from the side.

A stick struck Ling Blade in the ear.

Instant tinnitus, Ling Blade stumbled, almost fell, the violent tinnitus made Ling Blade lose his sense of direction for a while, Zhou Ni instantly waved the stick, raised it high, and swung it from the side, directly hitting Ling Blade's chest.

With a sweet mouth, Ling Jian spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with a butt, Zhou Ni picked up the stick again, and the head of the stick was aimed at Ling Blade's head.

Cang San looked at Tang Hu proudly at this moment, and Tang Hu's expression was even more ugly at this moment.

Zhou Ni looked at Ling Jian along the bamboo stick, and her thoughts had returned to before.

It was summer.

Cang San sat under the willow tree, and Zhou Ni sat opposite him.

"Nini, how many years have you been in the Beggar Gang?"

"I joined the beggar gang at the age of three, and I have been in the beggar gang for eighteen years. Zhou Ni replied.

"Eighteen years, Nini. Cangsan is an extremely fierce and terrifying-looking man, but at this moment, he showed an extremely kind and kind expression, which made people not afraid" Nini, do you want to learn to beat a dog stick. ”

"Dog stick beating is the master's master, only the head of the beggar gang can learn to beat dog sticks, isn't it?" Zhou Ni said with a little fear.

Cang San pointed to his chest, and his heart under the strong pectoral muscles was under unbearable pressure.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance to teach you in the future. ”

Yesterday.

Zhou Ni saw the golden light in the hand of the Qingxu Dao Chief.

"The Golden Dragon of the Taishang ......"

Zhou Ni silently recited its name.

"Can cure all ......"

From that moment on, Zhou Ni already had a reason.

A reason to have to win.

The long stick stabbed down.

Seventy-two hands of broken sticks, Ling Blade's palms had already caught Zhou Ni's stick, and with a hard slap, the red light exploded.

The bamboo stick wrapped around the internal force was caught by the palms of the burning fire cloud divine skill.

Internal forces explode in the air.

The competition of internal forces.

In the internal force competition, Zhou Ni was still defeated by the Ling Blade of the Innate Fire Cloud Divine Skill.

"Not good!" shouted Cangsan.

The internal force on the bamboo stick was instantly scattered by the Huoyun Divine Skill, and Zhou Ni also spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What a barbarian's internal strength!" Zhou Ni secretly screamed.

The tiger's mouth was numb, and his forearm was sore.

"Click!"

A crisp loud sound permeated the entire hall.

It's the sound of a bamboo stick.

The muscles on the forearm of the blade swelled, and the lines were great.

The red light exploded at the front end of the bamboo stick, and the crack appeared on the bamboo stick, and Zhou Ni gritted her teeth and slapped the other end of the bamboo stick.

The internal force is fed into the bamboo stick again.

But this kind of competition with the internal force of Ling Blade made Zhou Ni very difficult.

Blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"That's not going to work!" Cang San looked anxiously from the high platform.

A dragon's roar resounded directly through the entire hall.

A golden light directly shattered the bamboo stick in front of everyone's eyes.

The bamboo stick shattered into countless small pieces, and the golden light directly penetrated the bamboo stick and hit Ling Blade's chest directly.

Ling Blade spat out a mouthful of blood.

Flew out of the ring for several meters and almost fell out of the ring.

"One move to descend the dragon and eighteen palms directly shattered the bamboo stick, and directly attacked and defended, which was so interesting. ”

Ling Blade slowly got up and covered his chest, his mouth covered in blood.

"What a powerful palm....... Ling Blade sighed as he covered his chest in severe pain.

"Master, why don't you let me go, you see that this girl is going to win. Murong Xiaoxiao complained.

"I received a palm on the front and eighteen palms of the dragon, this game should be over......," Song Ziqin said.

"Be patient, junior brother, I've tried the internal strength of the Huoyun Divine Skill, and it's not enough to get to this point. An Qingqiao said.

Ling Jian slowly stood up, covered his chest, spit out the blood in his mouth, and the red light on his body ignited, looking at Zhou Ni opposite.

Zhou Ni's palms opened, and with a burst of dragon roar, golden light appeared in her palms, and Zhou Ni waved and posed, and the golden light drew a circle of light in the air.

Posed and aimed at the blade.

"Let's take a look, Ling Blade, the son of the Demon Sect Master, let's take a look at the Eighteen Dragon-Descending Palms of the Beggar Gang!"