The little Taoist Qingyu flag was victorious, and his heart was beautiful, although the victory was more difficult, but after all, he was victorious, like his age was just the age of fighting and winning, and now his wish came true, as he wished, not only won the battle, but also showed his face to the master Kunlunzi and the entire Wuji Temple, so the young man felt light when he walked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But before he could be happy enough, he heard the clanging behind him, and the evil wind was not good, and before he could turn around, the copper ring on Alul's wrist flew out and hit Qingyu's back hard.

Burst......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the distance, and Qingyu's body also flew up, plopped, and fell under the east stand, unconscious.

Kunlunzi's heart twitched, and he hurriedly called someone to heal, and the person who came put his hand under Qingyu's nose, and the looming snort proved that he was still alive, but the blood in his mouth was like running water, and it kept coming out. Peeling off his coat, there were two bowl-sized bruises on his back.

Kunlun Zi was angry at the moment, didn't say hello to anyone, flew and jumped to the center of the altar of the earth, waved the dust in his hand, pointed at the Borneo monk and said angrily: "Borneo, what do your subordinates mean, obviously they have already lost, why do you hurt people with such secret arrows, do you really think that the poor Dao will not dare to abolish him!" As he spoke, the momentum on Kunlunzi's body burst out like a burning fire.

The Borneo monk also stood up, and did not answer Kunlunzi's words, but walked straight to Alur, snapped his two mouths, and reprimanded: "Alur, you have already lost, why do you still want to attack behind people's backs?" ”

"I'm ......!"

"Don't say it!"

Snapping and two mouths, beating Alur from the mouth bleeding, and then, the Borneo monk hurried to Kunlun Zi, slightly apologetic: "Kunlun Guanzhu, blame the old monk for not being strict in discipline, let that fool almost kill your person, I'm really sorry, I will not spare him when I go back, but our competition is important, can you see the thin face of the old monk and let him go for the time being, and after the competition is over, I will hand over the Alur to the master to deal with, what do you think?" ”

In fact, he was completely pretending, Qingyu was beaten and vomited blood, and it is unknown whether he can survive or not, and his apprentice Alur was only slapped a few times, which shows how vicious this old monk's mind is.

How could Kunlunzi not understand what he meant, it's just that the Borneo monk has already said so, and he doesn't care what people say, but this hatred is taken over.

Kunlun Zi sneered: "I don't think it's just your apprentices who are not strict in discipline!" Hum! After saying that, he didn't pay any more attention to the Borneo monk, and turned to leave. Of course, the Borneo monk also understood the meaning of Kunlunzi, and the implication was that the Borneo monk also lacked discipline, but he was really rude first, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it, so he could only hold back his anger secretly. But in my heart, I hated Kunlunzi.

The most angry in the East Stand should be regarded as Linglong, seeing them bullying people like this, her little face was flushed with anger, and she scolded, and the monks from the Western Regions who scolded were all blushing and thick-necked, wringing their eyebrows and glaring.

But scolding and scolding, the matter is over, and the competition has to continue, I saw a person slowly standing up in the west stand, looking very similar to Du Khan Mir, and dressing the same, but looking at his face is younger than Du Khan Mir, this person is Du Khan Mir's younger brother, Rahan Mir.

I saw Lahanmir strolling around with a strong body, his face full of horizontal meat, walked to the center of the stage, folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the little monk's name is Lahanmir, he is the younger brother of the Duhanmir layman, and the little monk is the second to take the stage, I don't know that the Taoist and the little monk have a trick?" ”

Before Kunlun Zi asked, a person swooped to the center of the altar of earth, Kunlun Zi looked at it, it turned out to be Qingyu's senior brother Qingyun, although it was a senior brother, but the age difference was a lot, Qingyun seemed to be in his thirties and less than forty, and Qingyu was not only a senior brother, to be precise, it should be a master-apprentice relationship, because Qingyu's enlightenment master was Qingyun, so seeing Qingyu being vomited blood by a big mouth, Qingyun's heart was like a knife. Therefore, he has a lot of energy, and he is bound to avenge Qingyu.

When he came to the center of the altar of earth, Qingyun didn't say a word, and he didn't have anything to say, just beat this group of unscrupulous monks. But Nalahanmir was still pretending, smiled slightly, and said, "May I ask who this Taoist is......?" ”

"Xiaodao Qingyun!"

"Huh...... Why are you all surnamed Qing, the doll who was beaten just now is surnamed Qing, and you are also surnamed Qing, don't you have to be beaten together? ”

"You're crazy!"

Qingyun couldn't help but say, and when he went up, he punched straight into the bridge of Lahanmir's nose, and the latter stepped back, and the punch was empty, and then Qingyun possessed him, and with a sweeping leg, Lahanmir jumped up, and the leg was empty again.

Lahanmir didn't have any good intentions, but seeing Qingyun's attack so fierce, he was overjoyed, which was exactly what he wanted.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The two fought in the altar of the earth, and after a long time, they exchanged dozens of palms in a row, Qingyun was tired and panting, and Lahanmir was not much better. But Qingyun was holding his breath in his heart, so his anger made him move faster.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, there was still no winner or loser, Lahanmir was shocked, it seemed that he still underestimated him, but he still firmly believed that he must be the one who won in the end.

Gradually, Qingyun hit faster and faster, and Lahanmir began to feel dazzled, feeling that he was covered in hair shafts, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep up with Qingyun's speed. Fighting, only to hear a snap, Qingyun slapped Lahanmir in the face hard.

"Good! Good......! At this time, the people around the crowd cheered one after another, which was deafening.

Angry and angry, Lahanmir raised his palms high and slapped them down fiercely, eager to slap Qingyun into a meatloaf.

But how could Qingyun be easily attacked, he hurriedly retreated, went around behind him as fast as he could, raised his foot with a thud, and kicked Lahanmir's ass hard. Lahanmir stumbled forward, so that he could hang on to the ground. At this moment, Qingyun took this opportunity to quickly come to Lahanmir's side, and before he could stand firmly, he jumped high, raised his right palm in the air, and slapped Lahanmir's bald head......

Syllable......

This palm slapped into the top of his head and did not stop, sliding down his face, and five red finger marks could be clearly seen on his face.

Lahanmir stopped and did not fall, fortunately, he also had hard skills to protect his body, so this palm did not kill him, but even so, the huge pressure of that palm was too much for him to bear.

Thump......

Lahanmir staggered to his knees, blood pouring out of his nose and eyes, and his consciousness was not very clear. Qingyun took the trick and proudly appeared in front of Lahanmir, looking down at him with a strong attitude.

"Good! Hit well...... There were bursts of applause around ......" There were bursts of applause all around, and Qingyun didn't have the slightest excitement and stood still.

Seeing that his younger brother was injured, Duhan Mir hurriedly called someone to come over to rescue him, and he himself came with him without worry. Some of the little monks lifted Rahanmir up and walked towards the west stand. Duhan Mir stared at Qingyun fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You won!" Why don't you leave, don't you want to do it with me? ”

Qingyun sneered and said, "Of course I will leave, but I will wait until you leave me before leaving, I am afraid that you will use some despicable means again." ”

"You're ......!"

Duhan Mir's face turned red, he couldn't say anything, and left the center of the altar in a gloomy manner. Qingyun saw that they had really left, so he turned around and went back to the Daodong stand.

Returning to the East Stand, Qingyun took the lead in coming to Kunlunzi, and said with a red face: "I'm sorry, Master, I took the stage without saying hello to you, Qingyun was rude." ”

Kunlunzi smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Child, you have nothing to be sorry for me, you are the pride of our Wujiguan!" After saying that, Qingyun's face turned even redder.

Kunlun Zi saw all the battles just now, and finally slapped Nalahanmir, to be honest, even the experienced Kunlun Zi felt enjoyable and relieved.

Linglong was even more happy, and when she got closer, she didn't care if she knew someone or not, she went up and was complimented, and Qingyun's face was about to turn purple.

Everything in the world is opposite, and there are happy and unhappy, such as the Borneo monk in the West Stand, his face was so angry that he secretly scolded Lahanmir for being a waste, and he had no power to fight back. Although the first battle almost killed the people of Wujiguan, but the result was a loss, not only lost, but also lost very humiliating, I wanted to send a strong person to the second station, and win a game with glory, but in the end, he still lost so completely, which made his old face who had always advocated martial arts where to put it.

Then I tried a few more battles, and the results were all without exception, all of them ended in the victory of Wujiguan, although people on both sides were injured, but Wujiguan gained a victory, on the other hand, the Borneo monks, and the losers could be lined up.

The Borneo monk couldn't bear it anymore, he glanced at Du Khan Mir with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Du Khan Mir, you go!" The latter nodded, straightened up his small clothes, and walked to the center of the altar of earth.

Duhan Mir, the big disciple of the Borneo monk, is second only to the Borneo monk in the Western Regions Borneo Temple, and as soon as he appears, it means that the Borneo monk is really angry.

"People say that the Wuji view is the Central Plains martial arts resort, today I see that it is true, the little monk is not talented, he is the top disciple of the Borneo master, and he took the stage today, I don't know which Taoist master and the little monk have a discussion."

As soon as the words fell, a person stood up from the second row of the east stand, this person was wearing a black robe, a lock of black beard drooped slightly, his facial features were well-proportioned, and he was upright, he looked like he should be in his forties, took off the sword in his hand and handed it to others, came to Kunlunzi, and said softly: "Master, I'll go!" ”

Kunlun Zi nodded, and told him to be careful in everything, and the rest will not say more, this person is the fourth apprentice of Kunlun Zi's four major disciples, Feiliu Zhenren!