"I'll knock you down before it stops!"

The Desert Judge flicked the Flying Eagle Gold Coin in his hand to the table behind him, only to see that the gold coin immediately flew out and fell on the table, spinning rapidly like a spinning top.

At the same time, a palm slapped the table in front of him to Qinglong's waist, and a palm slapped Qinglong's chest like thunder.

However, Qinglong is the top master of the brocade guard after all, although he was stunned by the arrogant words of the desert judge, but his reaction was not slow at all, and he stretched out one foot on the table leg and gently fixed the table that crashed into him on the ground. One hand was raised against the desert judge's palm, and the swift palm was dissolved between the invisible.

Even Qinglong still had time to free his hands and leave the beautiful woman sitting next to him out of the battle circle without hurting the woman in the slightest. In fact, if Qinglong didn't care about the woman beside him just now, he could have grabbed the wrist of the desert judge with one hand, and then removed one of the judge's arms with one palm, and then he was afraid that he would be able to knock the desert judge to the ground in less than three moves.

Of course, a master like Qinglong, even the always arrogant Desert Judge didn't expect to subdue him with this trick alone. After the blow failed, the judge was not disappointed, withdrew the palm that had hit Qinglong, slapped it on the table as a support point, and kicked it into Qinglong's heart. But he was blocked by the palm of the green dragon's face that did not change color.

Not only did he fail to cause damage to Qinglong, but he was knocked back by Qinglong with a palm and moved three steps forward, giving Qinglong a chance to stand up from his chair.

And when Qinglong stood up, the two sides gave people a significantly different contrast, Qinglong is about 1.9 meters tall, and among all the people present, except for Wen Wenche, who is about 1.8 meters tall, everyone else is less than 1.8 meters, so that Qinglong is like standing out from the crowd, and Qinglong's breath is strong and restrained, giving people a momentum like Mount Tai.

The height of the desert judge is about 1.75 meters, less than 1.8 meters, and compared with Qinglong, he is more than a head shorter, and he looks a lot thinner, but the desert judge's body is more flexible and fast, and the desert judge is debauched and unruly, giving people the feeling of fighting in the sky like a goshawk in the desert, proud of the world!

As soon as Qinglong stood up, the desert judge had already rushed forward, only to see Qinglong kick the table under his feet in front of the desert judge, and the whole table flew into the desert judge's chest.

The Desert Judge had to stop, kicking the table to pieces, and at the same time hooked the crescent scimitar that he had been placing on the table and kicked it at the Aquila gang sitting in the corner, and was easily picked up by the only woman in the group. Obviously, this woman's kung fu is not weak.

However, the Desert Judge didn't have the time to care if the woman had received his knife or not, just now he had made a bold promise to knock down the green dragon before the gold coin stopped, and now the green dragon was still standing.

The hands turned into afterimages, and the desert judge rushed towards the green dragon like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, the attack was sharp and fast, and the hands or fists or claws or palms turned into afterimages to cover the vital points of the green dragon, and the fierce energy was brought between the moves, and the clothes were "snapped" in the air.

For a while, a master like Xiang Qinglong was also slightly suppressed, and passively took over the judge's offensive, but Qinglong is Qinglong after all, and he is one of the best peerless masters among the Jinyi Guard.

Although the stormy offensive of the desert judge made him a little overwhelmed for a while, but his hands were not flustered, waving his two arms like a shield to take over all the attacks of the desert judge, and even Qinglong didn't even move his legs too much, just simple steps such as stepping up, retreating, moving left, and turning right.

The real will be as stable as Mount Tai has been played to the extreme, and the desert judge is a storm that can't penetrate this mountain.

"I'm no match!"

The desert judge who was in the battle circle might be confused by the authorities, and he couldn't see the gap for a while, but Yan Xun and the three of them had already seen the situation clearly when they watched from the sidelines. The three of them glanced at each other in unison, and they all had such an idea in their hearts.

Judging from the offensive of the desert judge, the three of them can roughly judge that the strength of the desert judge should be the reason for his age is roughly a little higher than that of the young master, but he is not as good as Yan Xun and Yu Bozhong, but Qinglong belongs to the unfathomable type, and he can't see the depth at all.

The gap between Qinglong and the judge is too big, and it can even be said that it is not at the same level at all, not so much that the two are competing in martial arts, but rather that Qinglong is instructing the desert judge in kung fu. Qinglong's every move and every style has a second hand, and even if Qinglong is serious, he can kill the desert judge in the first move.

It's just that Qinglong didn't do this, and let the desert judge's attack rain down on him, and he didn't fight back, but just dismantled the desert judge's moves one move at a time.

After another three or five moves, the gold coin, which had been spinning rapidly on the table, had slowed down greatly due to the passage of time, and it was about to fall to the ground.

At this time, the desert judge also seemed to find that his own strength was far inferior to Qinglong's kung fu, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned into eagle claws with both hands and hit Qinglong's shoulders again, but it still had no effect, and was easily pushed away by Qinglong's arms with a wave of his arms.

But at this moment, the original desert judge's unruly face like a goshawk showed a strange hint of imperceptible evil smile, and with the force of being pushed away by Qinglong, the desert judge turned around in mid-air, and kicked one leg to Qinglong's crotch from bottom to top.

It was actually a trick that people in the rivers and lakes were ashamed to use, which shocked Yan Xun and others, and even the smile on Qinglong's face that had always remained unchanged was frozen on his face by his kick.

Sure enough, in the end, Qinglong's retreat as expected by the desert judge avoided the desert judge's "broken son and grandson's leg".

And when Qinglong dodged this severed leg, he suddenly felt that the alarm bell in his heart was loud, and he didn't have time to think about it, and the whole person forcibly made a lifting bridge in place, and his body was suddenly shortened by about half.

Then I saw three crossbow arrows flying over the tip of the green dragon's nose, it turned out that there was a small crossbow arrow tied to the thigh of the desert judge, and just now the desert judge took advantage of the time when the green dragon retreated and fired the crossbow arrow.

Fortunately, Qinglong Kung Fu was strong and narrowly avoided these three small crossbow arrows, otherwise he was afraid that he would be seriously injured by these three crossbow arrows immediately. However, Rao is like this, and it also gives the desert judge a chance to knock down Qinglong.

When Qinglong still hadn't yet stood firm, he kicked Qinglong on the lower abdomen, making Qinglong, a peerless master of the Jinyi Guard, a light enemy, fall to the ground. And the gold coin on the table next to it lost the power to rotate and fell on the table!