"You dared to hurt Shen Jiaojiao. Very good. The man first glared at Yuan Ming fiercely, and then was about to reach out to hug Shen Jiaojiao on the ground, but was dodged.

"My future husband is here, and the young sect master still wants to be more self-respecting. Shen Jiaojiao looked at Yuan Ming and said, at this time, there seemed to be tenderness in her eyes, and she no longer returned to the cold mold of her usual days.

"He's your future husband?!" the visitor was first stunned, then glared, and there seemed to be a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yes, people like him very much. As he spoke, he leaned towards Yuan Ming, as if hinting that he would hug himself up.

Yuan Ming did receive it, originally he didn't want to hug it, but he didn't know what fun things he thought of, so he stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Jiaojiao from the ground affectionately, and shook it twice, "Why is it a little heavier than yesterday." ”

"Good, good. Chonglou's face was calm, and the murderous intent in his heart had been completely hooked.

He has been in love with Shen Jiaojiao for so many years, but there has never been a result, but he didn't expect that the fruit tree that he had seen for so long would still be stolen, how could he bear it?

Yuan Ming also changed his psychological view after seeing Chonglou's eyes, this person must die.

"Hey, this ass is rounder more than yesterday. Yuan Ming even reached out and pinched Shen Jiaojiao's buttocks.

"You. Shen Jiaojiao was shocked and angry, originally only to stimulate the anger of this heavy building, but she didn't expect this Yuan Ming to be so bold.

"Okay, let's go over there and wait for my husband. Yuan Ming directly threw Shen Jiaojiao out and threw it back to the audience, ignoring the injuries on Shen Jiaojiao's body, but even if he took care of it, he probably wouldn't care, the sword was very shallow, and the main damage was backlash.

Just when Yuan Ming retreated to the edge of the platform, Chonglou sped up, Yuan Ming finally made a move, directly pulled out the long sword, and a sword swung out radiantly, above the sword light, there were little ghosts roaring, and little ghosts were shouting, the scene was magnificent, similar to a ghost building.

This sword light was incomparably sharp, directly tearing the wind whirlpool, splitting the top and bottom into two, and the heavy building was quite timely, but as soon as he arrived in front of him, he used a secret method to dodge, but he was still injured, his clothes were divided, and his pants fell to the ground, which was very ugly, Zhao Hua hurriedly covered Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Chonglou was angry, surrounded by a layer of fog and changed his clothes.

Chonglou's attack technique was not the same as Hong's, he hooked his hands and punched quickly, and the wind around him was mobilized, and a huge sharp vortex was quickly formed.

Chonglou's body moved towards Yuan Ming in the middle of the whirlpool, moving with the wind, where the wind is, where the people are.

Yuan Ming slowly moved backwards, the sword in his hand accumulating, looking for the right moment to strike the sword.

"Die. Chonglou angrily rushed towards Yuan Ming, his fists were connected, and during the run, seven or eight Chonglou appeared at the same time, rushing together.

Yuan Ming waved the sword flower in his hand, and the sword flower floated by, but he was stuck in the middle to prevent Chonglou from coming.

Chonglou was a little angry, and a pair of iron gloves appeared on his hands, and he rushed over like a brute bull.

The fist in his hand was waved more vigorously, and the shadow of the fist in the sky rose into the air and fell high, almost the same as the one used by the red tow before, but there were some differences.

When Yuan Ming was calculating whether he could take this sword below, he instinctively took out a coffin and directly slapped Chonglou away.

"You're plotting against me!" Chonglou's cheeks were bloody, the wings of his nose were slightly deformed, and his face was distorted.

"Brother Yuan, if you can't do it, just admit defeat, he's already crazy and will beat you to death. Zhao Hua shouted anxiously above.

The name of Chonglou Martial Arts Maniac is not shouted in vain, he has killed more than one genius disciple in the early years, and in the end, it is just a matter of calming things.

"Another punch. Yuan Ming shouted softly.

The ghost danced, colliding with the iron gloves of the heavy building, scuffling, and it was not to fall into the wind.

For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate, the more Chonglou fought, the more crazy he became, the offensive became more and more aggressive, and the angle was tricky.

If it weren't for the death gas in his body, he would have been lying on the ground unconscious by now.

The people on the stage saw that the two people were attacking each other with a punch and a punch, and the faces of both of them were already tattered, and their faces were bloody, but no one stopped.

"Crazy, all crazy, both of them crazy. Zhao Hua shouted distractedly, obviously Yuan Ming was still a swordsmanship genius before, how could he suddenly use fist techniques to fight with this guy Chonglou, this is beyond Zhao Hua's understanding.

"He's a peerless genius at all, and this time, I've seen a treasure in the Sword Sect. Zhao Hua's master Lao Huai was pleased.

Then the sword body reversed and the ghost on the sword began to cry, disturbing Chonglou's mind, but unfortunately Chonglou has now fallen into a state of madness, and he can't hear the outside world at all, this method is completely useless.

The red moon in Yuan Ming's body turned wildly, and his body began to be blessed with the power of the tyrant, and at the same time silently felt the breath of Chonglou, and when it was almost the same, he took the sword back, without the barrier of the sword flower, Chonglou was even more than a thousand steps, and he was about to tear Yuan Ming apart, but he was knocked back by Yuan Ming's punch.

His expression was slightly shocked, but he quickly resealed the demon and scuffled with Yuan Ming.

"Ah, I'm sorry my hand slipped, I originally wanted to hit him in the abdomen. Yuan Ming quibbled.

"You wait, no matter who you are, the Fist Sect will hunt you down to death. Hong's eyes were red, and he said viciously.

Then he left quickly with Chonglou in his arms, and he didn't say hello on the stage, and went straight back to the mountainside for treatment.

The original fierce fight on the stage, Yuan Ming suddenly changed, the fist style changed greatly, and he resisted this fist hard, and then a punch hit the dantian of Chonglou, directly shattering the foundation of Chonglou, and even when that trace of death entered Chonglou's body, it rubbed his meridians along the way.

Chonglou's punch didn't hit, and he lay directly on the ground, unconscious.

"Young Sect Master. Honglu Dajing, hurriedly went to the stage to check on Chonglou, this look, even more shocked, "You broke his meridians?"

"I really slipped my hand. Yuan Ming said innocently.

That's why Zhao Hua will believe him, everyone else is an extraordinary person in their eyes, and naturally they all saw Yuan Ming's temporary change of fists.

However, these do not affect them at all, they are not refined, what they value more is the swordsmanship on Yuan Ming's body, just a young sect master of the fist sect, even if he is really dead, so what, this mountain range itself is the sword sect.

At this point, I have to say that the people of the Sword Sect are still quite unanimous with the outside world.