Only by this time did Du Khan Mir know that it hurt, and his hand touched his left ear, and there was nothing but blood. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Khan Mir is like a dog whose tail has been trampled on, barking directly. Covering his wounds, he ran back to the West Stand like crazy.

"Master! Oh, Master, my ears hurt me...... "Maybe it's confused, and he doesn't even know what he is talking about."

Feiliu Zhenren shook off the blood on the sword, and wanted to return the ear to him, but Du Khan Mir ran as if he had encountered a ghost. Feiliu Zhenren smiled slightly, returned the sword to the sheath, and turned to leave the altar of earth.

Except for the west stand, all the people burst into warm applause, Kunlun Zi smiled and nodded, secretly happy in his heart, now Feiliu Zhenren also has the strength of the head level.

"Okay, good fight, it's so enjoyable!" The delicate little hands applauded and applauded, as if she had won the battle.

The Borneo monk sat in the West Stand, his face was gloomy and scary, the corners of his mouth twitched, and every time the monk of the Western Regions was defeated, it was like a loud slap in the face, especially when he saw Linglong's disgusted eyes and schadenfreude, he was even more angry.

Of course, he doesn't know you like a teenager, he hates Kunlunzi and his friend the man surnamed Gongsun.

Duhan Mir's defeat completely angered the Borneo monk, he had a cold face, tidied up his clothes, slowly stood up, and walked leisurely to the center of the altar of the earth, looking calm and full of style.

The people around him fell silent instantly, staring at him without turning their eyes, no one looked forward to it, but they all looked at each other coldly, this unscrupulous old monk finally appeared on the stage.

"Amitabha! Hehe...... Friends of the Central Plains, the old monk is polite! Instead of blowing his beard and glaring, the Borneo monk greeted everyone in surprise. But this did not win much favor, and the people snorted as if they hadn't heard.

However, the Borneo monk did not care, his purpose was not to be angry with these ordinary people, but to defeat all those who brought him shame.

"Hehe, wonderful, it's so exciting, it seems that the rumors are true, Wujiguan is really a martial arts resort in the Central Plains, although the disciples of the old monk have lost a few games, but the defeat is convinced, the old monk has no complaints, but, almost all of my disciples have been on the stage, and the wheel should also be the turn of the old monk, am I right, Kunlun Guanzhu!"

The Borneo monk said it politely, but everyone knew that he would not give up so easily.

Hearing the Borneo monk mention his name, Kunlunzi stood up, smiled, and raised his feet to take the stage, but was stopped by the Borneo monk.

"Kunlun is slow, the old monk has a reluctant request, I don't know, please ask the Kunlun master to agree."

Kunlun Zi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, "The master has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it!" ”

"Huh...... The old monk bothered in the precious land for many days thanks to the care of the master, after the competition, the old monk is also leaving, but it happens that your friend is here at this time, presumably the friend of the Kunlun master will not be an idle person, therefore, the old monk is bold, I want to invite this friend of yours to discuss with the old monk, I don't know if the master can agree? ”

Kunlunzi never expected that the Borneo monk would make such a request, and was slightly stunned, the friend that the Borneo monk was referring to was Gongsun Yunliang. But even Gongsun Yunliang didn't expect that he originally came here to watch the battle with the mentality of watching the excitement, but he didn't know that this old monk was going to compete with himself, and he didn't know what to do, so he looked at Kunlunzi and obeyed his arrangement.

Kunlunzi showed a look of embarrassment, he was mainly worried about two points, first, Gongsun Yunliang had just arrived at Wuji Temple, and he had to compete with others before he rested, so he couldn't say anything. Second, Kunlunzi knew that Gongsun Yunliang would never have such a good temper as himself, and it would be even more inappropriate if he really started with the Borneo monk and killed or injured the Borneo monk. Therefore, he was a little embarrassed and refused to decide.

Borneo monk, the old treacherous and cunning, he saw clearly in the first few competitions, none of his disciples can win the Wuji view, which also shows the strength of Kunlunzi's martial arts from the side, if it is really against Kunlunzi, the old monk himself has no bottom in his heart, but this person surnamed Gongsun is different, he came from afar, tired of traveling, even if there are some martial arts, it is not necessarily how powerful, and the age is about the same as that Feiliu real person, and the strength should be about the same, so the old monk thinks he is smart, and he has more eyes.

"Master Kunlun, if you don't make a decision for a long time, do you not agree to the old monk's request?" The Borneo monk smiled slightly.

"Uh...... This, hehe...... Master, wait a moment, and I'll ask my friend. With that, Kunlunzi turned around and returned to the East Stand, came to Gongsun Yunliang, smiled bitterly, and said, "Brother Gongsun, you heard it, what do you mean?" ”

"Huh...... I don't care......" Gongsun Yunliang also said with a smile, but it can be seen that the smile is very unnatural, not to complain about Kunlunzi but that he really doesn't want to compete with this old monk, how can he be willing to know the result without having to do anything, besides, in terms of martial arts alone, Gongsun Yunliang's identity does not know how many levels higher than the Borneo monk.

Kunlun Zi was also very helpless, but there was no way, so he had to do it, but at this moment, a voice came from behind Gongsun Yunliang: "Kunlun Guan Lord, I am willing to fight that monk in the future." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, and saw a young and handsome young man standing up, smiling, slightly with a kind of domineering that was not angry and self-threatening, and at the same time seemed to be born with a kind of affinity, which made people feel open when they saw it.

This person is none other than Lang Li, who came to Wuji Temple with Gongsun Yunliang. Kunlunzi secretly picked up his big finger in his heart and admired endlessly. But he knows who Lang Li is, but it doesn't mean that everyone knows.

The four disciples of Kunlun Zi frowned, especially Feiliu Zhenren, he had just fought with Du Han Mir, and he knew that he was powerful, and he was not a disciple at all who could deal with it, and now it was a martial arts master in the Western Regions who took the stage, and he actually didn't know how much higher than Du Han Mir, why did this kid have such a big breath, it seemed that he was only a few years older than Qing Yu, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand.

Only Gongsun Yunliang, Ruyan, and Linglong know what strength Lang Li is, and Kunlun Zi also knows a little, but he doesn't know what realm Lang Li has reached.

"Gongzi Lang, do you really want to take the stage instead of Brother Gongsun?" Kunlunzi asked.

"Yes, please also ask the Lord of Kunlun to agree."

"Brother Gongsun, what is your opinion?"

Gongsun Yunliang smiled and said, "I have no opinion, let this kid toss." ”

"That's good! Lang Gongzi, you will take the stage instead of Brother Gongsun in this game. ”

After speaking, Lang Li handed the wooden sword to Ruyan, and then walked towards the center of the altar of earth.

The Borneo monk waited on the stage for a long time, and he didn't know what they were muttering there, so he waited patiently, but after waiting for a long time, he waited for a young man, which made the Borneo monk very unhappy.

"Young man, what are you doing up here?" The Borneo monk raised his neck and snorted coldly.

"Master, I'm here to compete with you, like you to ask for advice." Lang Li smiled politely.

"Humph! It's up to you? Forget it, I see that you are young and talented, and I don't want to hurt you, so let's go back and ask that Mr. Gongsun to come over. ”

In the face of the contempt of the Borneo monk, Lang Li was not angry, "Mr. Gongsun is my uncle, he sent me over, it doesn't matter if you fight with you, even if you are defeated, injured or even dead, then blame me for my inferior skills, and my uncle will not have an opinion, but if the master is not my opponent, then I'm sorry, you are not qualified to invite my uncle." ”

"Yo he! At a young age, are you arrogant? Then I'm going to tell you today, arrogance requires capital! ”

The Borneo monk really can't stand it, this is obviously despising himself, if he doesn't subdue this kid, he really doesn't know how to get out of the Wuji Temple.

Thinking about it, the Borneo monk took a step, and the wind approached Lang Li, picked up his two thin arms, clenched his hands into fists, and ran to the ears on both sides of Lang Li.

Sou...... Syllable......

Lang Li does not dodge or dodge, when the Borean monk fist is approaching, his palms stand on both sides, snap! He grabbed the Brahma monk's wrists, pulled the Brahma monk closer with both arms, and stretched out his right foot at the same time, kicking the monk's lower abdomen.

The Borneo monk was shocked, and his feet hurriedly kicked the ground, taking Lang Li's hands as the fulcrum, his body was cocked horizontally, and Lang Li's feet kicked into the air. Seeing that the monk was free, he squatted in the air, and the moment he fell, he used his feet together and flew to the door of Lang Li.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lang Li hurriedly let go of his wrist, and his body retreated at the same time. The Borneo monk didn't kick his feet, and he rolled in the air and fell steadily to the ground.

The two sides only took one face-to-face, and each felt that the other was not simple. The Borneo monk was even more surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this little doll to have such a skill, he shot steadily and ruthlessly, and there was no showmanship, it was completely actual combat kung fu, at such a young age, what did he experience to be so sophisticated.

Lang Li also has a new evaluation of the monk, but it is not a good evaluation, he admits that the strength of the Borneo monk is very strong, but how much does he hide from his apprentice, although Duhan Mir is his big disciple, but this is too bad, does he have to keep a hand on his apprentice?

The two of them had their own thoughts, but the battle was urgent, and they didn't think much about it, so they jumped together and fought again. Fist to palm, foot to foot, moves are as fast as lightning, defense is impermeable, and every palm is like a collision of death. Fought more than 50 rounds without a win.

Lang Li has the bottom in his heart, so he is not in a hurry, it is different when he goes to the Borneo monk, the more he fights, the more frightened he becomes, this doll is stronger than he imagined how many times, if it goes on like this, sooner or later he will suffer. How good is that!