Li Xuan could clearly feel the flow of the qi of this sword-wielding man, like a huge wave of anger, rolling wantonly in the meridians, and the long knife blade in his hand rippled in circles. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It can be seen that the knife path in this person's heart has formed a resonance with the long knife in his hand.

Lu Gao stepped out and said, "Miss, you step back twenty meters." ”

Lu Gao belongs to the kind of person who only met ten minutes ago, and when he is standing in front of you ten minutes later, you will definitely not recognize him. Belongs to the person who you can't ram him with a big stick ten times and can't ram a fart.

That honest and simple face will make many people ignore his existence.

But when he stood up, a chilling aura was released from the depths of his body, and a dense popping sound sounded in his body.

The aura that emanates makes people feel like they are facing the peak of ten thousand thousands, and they feel a lot of pressure unconsciously, more like a sword that has been hidden in the sheath for many years has seen the light of day, and the edge is exposed, making people's skin feel faintly painful.

The big man named Xiao Wu couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't expect that this person's momentum had been condensed to the extent that this kind of coercion was like substance, and he obviously felt a sense of oppression that was as heavy as a mountain.

After Lu Gao and Lin Qingyu retreated to a safe distance, they didn't say a word of nonsense, stepped up and sank their waists, their luck dantian, and their fists were like mountains.

There is no imaginary explosion, it is just such a simple punch, like a noisy greeting between friends, not light, not heavy, not hurried, but it gives people a feeling of inescapability.

The air rippled between the two like flowing water, like a rowing boat and a fresh breeze.

Xiao Wu looked at the fists that were getting closer and closer, and his brows furrowed deeply.

His knife was suitable for long-range attacks, but he didn't expect Lu Gao's fist peak to come so fiercely and so quickly.

He bent over and stepped sideways, his long knife slashing diagonally, meeting Lu Gao's fist, and a violent ripple exploded at the blade.

This is the knife pattern produced by the violent surge of vitality in Xiao Wu's body and the reverse friction between the blade.

In an instant, a dense stack of knife curtains appeared in front of Lu Gao's fist.

This is a type of sword duel in the Changlin Dojo, called "Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow".

Disillusionment is gone, there is no trace, the knife is extinguished, and I don't know where the next knife should fall.

Li Xuan saw this knife in the distance, and couldn't help but secretly cheer, he didn't expect that this little five's knife path recuperation had reached such an extent.

Lu Gao was not in a hurry, his fist changed, and he changed his rush to smash, like a giant hammer smashing into the back of the long knife.

When his fist was closed, the thick vitality in his body surged towards his arm like a raging wave, and the fist was like a red-hot soldering iron, and the air within a square inch formed a circular vacuum under the peak of his fist.

It was like an angry tiger descending from the mountain, and in just an inch, thunder broke out in the air.

The air was extremely compressed and then exploded, and Lu Gao's fist was obviously still a foot away from Xiao Wu's long knife, but this punch "knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger" directly shook Xiao Wu's "Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow" away.

A fist mark can be faintly seen on the back of the smooth knife, and Xiao Wu was also shocked by this punch and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, before he could stop the decline, but the tiger's mouth was shocked and the blood flowed for a long time.

The ferocious blow of this head-to-head confrontation was already evident in the gap between the two.

The young man in white shrank his eyes, obviously not expecting Xiao Wu to be defeated in one shot, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Isn't that interesting, right, Third Brother Luo?"

The young man in white said to Luo Batian with a smile.

This punch shook Xiao Wu back, breaking his "Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow" Lu Gao had already rushed over again.

A kick shook the ground, this style of "Shaking the Sky Pillar" was used, the strength started in the heels, the psoas muscles, the huge power surged up the arms, raised the fists and elbows, and once again came to the front of Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu hurriedly stabbed in front of his chest, hurriedly blocked it, and suddenly seemed to be hit by a high-speed rushing beast, and his body suddenly retreated backwards.

It's not that Changlin's sword path is limited to this, but the gap between Xiao Wu and Lu Gao is indeed not small, and he is in a situation of being passively beaten as soon as he comes up.

Lu Gao waved his arms upward, his body squatted slightly, his feet stepped on broken steps, and he hit the ground at a unique frequency, and his body had quickly turned into a series of afterimages.

Every point is a charge, layer by layer, in an instant, it is like a giant dam to burst out of the flood, and the right hand is like a big axe to slash at Xiao Wu.

The fist pierced the air without making any sound, as if ignoring the space, and appeared directly in front of Qian Kui.

This punch is restrained, simple and mellow, weightlifting is light, and it is extreme.

Xiao Wu felt a huge crisis, and the horizontal knife turned into an oblique slash, and a bright knife light exploded between the two.

This knife is called "Flowers on the Other Side".

Xiao Wu had already used his peak strength, and the vitality of the thirty-five points surged to the blade like a huge wave.

This is the first time that Xiao Wu has shown his ruthless side since the fight, and he must launch an offensive even if he loses both, otherwise he will be killed by Lu Gao sooner or later, this is the potential, once formed, unless he has overwhelming strength, he can turn the tables.

This knife obviously delayed Lu Gao's coming.

Lu Gao's fist swung slightly to meet the bright sword, and his left side was diagonally sideways, and his body stepped out abruptly, which was able to avoid the knife of this bully column, and stuck to a foot in front of Xiao Wu's body.

The left hand rolled towards Xiao Wu's hands holding the knife, wrapped, squeezed, and pressed, and Xiao Wu felt that the strength in his hands surged to other places. The body was even more brought to speed forward, Lu Gao had already fit into his arms, at the moment of contact, Lu Gao's shoulder blades contracted rapidly and opened and closed violently, instantly bursting out with several times the power of the front, this "sticking to the mountain" in Lu Gao really has the power to move mountains and seas.

Looking at the rapidly approaching figure, Xiao Wu suddenly thought of a legendary sect, the Eight Extremes Sect.

There is one person in each generation of this sect, and one person is also a sect.

Bajiquan is strong and violent, unpretentious, and fast, with the tendency of "shaking his arms and hitting the sky, stomping his feet and shaking Kyushu".

Pay attention to the force in the heel, line in the waist, through the fingertips, the intention to keep the qi, to the head and feet for the Qiankun, shoulders, knees, elbows and hips for the quadripart, the front and back of the arms are opposite, to lead the qi, to the qi to destroy the force, three plates and six points inside and outside in one, magnificent.

Practice to Dacheng Bafang is the eyes, the whole body is the hands, the movement is changing, the change is changing, the transformation is the spirit, the wonder is endless.

Lu Gao's Bajiquan has already entered the room, his strength is free, his will is strong, mellow and free, and he has a grandmaster temperament in a panic, which is awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Bajiquan means "between heaven and earth, Kyushu eight poles", and the strength is practiced to the extreme, which can reach far away in all directions.

The founding patriarch of the Eight Extremes Sect was a scholar, who repeatedly failed the exams, but was repeatedly defeated and defeated, and once he read an unknown ancient book, and the above paragraph made him fall into deep thought, "There are eight Yin outside Kyushu, there are eight Hong outside of Ba Yin, and there are eight poles outside of Bahong."

Sitting quietly for three days and three nights without saying a word, others thought he was stupid in reading, and suddenly one day, when the morning sun was rising in the heavens and the earth, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the howling sound came out for more than ten miles, which lasted for more than an hour.

Since then, throw away all the troubles, from the ancient book to understand a set of boxing, a set of qi practice, daily diligent practice, more than ten years later, parents have passed away, then put away the bags and walk between the earth and mountains, the road is uneven, chivalrous and righteous, less than ten years to create a great name.

When he was in the prime of life, he cultivated martial arts to reach the peak, and he was already a rare opponent on the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, this person set up a door rule, and the Eight Extremes Sect only accepts one person in one generation. Although many people in the world have learned Bajiquan, most of them only have their form and not their gods, and that set of qi training methods is only passed on to the sect master of the Baji Sect.

And the suzerain of each generation of the Eight Extremes Sect is a leading figure in the rivers and lakes, and each of them is a person of great benevolence and righteousness.

Their heroic deeds have been circulating in the rivers and lakes, but for some reason, ten years ago, a major event happened in the rivers and lakes, and the contemporary Eight Extremes Sect Master was involved, and there has been no news of him since. Some say he died in that battle, others say he crossed the sea in a boat, and his traces are a mystery until now.

Unexpectedly, he met the eight-pole heir here, Xiao Wu could only secretly call out that he was unlucky, and gathered the vitality of his whole body in his chest, and tried his best to protect the whirling horizontal knife with both hands on his chest.

"Peng" There was a dull and huge muffled sound, like defeating Ge, and the Tang knife that Xiao Wu protected on his chest turned into pieces.

The bursting vitality formed a small storm and spread out in all directions, and Xiao Wu was knocked out like a high-speed cannonball, breaking a wooden corridor at the waist, and the broken wood flew sideways like sharp crossbow arrows.

Lu Gao took six or seven steps back to stabilize his body, and his breathing was a little fluctuating, and the power of that instant explosion also had a price.

In the battle just now, everyone had not seen the situation clearly, and Xiao Wu had already lost.

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