In the compound, Du Li picked up a giant tripod several times bigger than him from the ground in the corner!

"Uhhhh

Du Li roared angrily, stepped into the ground three inches with his feet, and pulled the giant tripod completely out of the ground at once, and the six feet of the giant tripod left a deep mark on the original position. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, Du Li threw the giant tripod into the air!

I saw that the people around Du Li were startled, this giant tripod looked like it was at least more than five thousand catties, and it was hit by such a thing falling from the sky, even if it was desperately carried with internal strength, it would be seriously injured if it did not die!

Afraid of being hit by this giant tripod, the masters around Du Li hurriedly got up and fled, and in an instant, only Du Li was left in the entire corner.

Juding flew up seven or eight meters, followed by falling from the sky, Du Li's eyes were solemn, but he couldn't hide the light of excitement, the first time he participated in the hero conference, the first time he could fight with Shaolin monks, he was extremely happy!

"Ah!!h

I saw Du Li shouting at the sky, and just as Juding immediately fell in front of him, he suddenly threw a punch and hit the center of Juding's face!

The giant tripod emitted a huge heart-shattering buzzing sound, like a huge bell that had been runged, and it quickly swept towards the master of Xuanwen!

Juding flew out in mid-air, raising a cloud of sand and dust on the ground, but what made people pay more attention was that Du Li's punch hit the center, so Juding didn't even spin, it was stiff and stiff!

Seeing this, Master Xuanwen's expression flashed with a touch of solemnity, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, he took half a step back with his right foot, waved his right hand back, raised his robe, and stared at Juding.

Just when Ju Ding rushed in front of him with a powerful air current, and even blew his beard out, he saw Master Xuanwen's right hand clenched, rose to the sky, and hit the upper edge of Ju Ding with a fist!

Thundered!

The advancing giant tripod came to an abrupt halt and smashed on the ground, and the six tripods smashed a deep pit on the ground, and the sound made all the masters feel a tightness in their chests!

"Big Monument Wrestler!" Li Yuanshan, the head of Wudang, frowned slightly, Wudang and Shaolin have been allies since ancient times, and he is naturally very familiar with Shaolin martial arts.

Du Li saw that the Juding was smashed into the ground by Master Xuanwen's fist, his heart condensed, but he became even more excited, looking at the Master Xuanwen standing on top of the Giant Ding, he was not to be outdone, and he also came to the Giant Ding after two or three steps in the air, and faced the Master Xuanwen face to face.

"Master Xuanwen, you and I are hard martial arts, running away is not your or mine's strong point, it's better to do this, you and I will compete on top of the giant tripod, whoever falls off the giant tripod will lose even if they lose, how about it?" Du Li said loudly.

"Good!" Master Xuanwen said in a deep voice, "The old man has come to teach the donor's tricks!" ”

Before the words fell, he saw Du Li rising into the sky, and with a punch went straight to the door of Master Xuanwen, without the slightest fancy.

Shaolin, as the authentic martial arts, has never weakened the arrogance in his heart for thousands of years, and Shaolin is harder than martial arts, and the master of Xuanwen, who is the chief of Luohan Hall, is even more arrogant.

is stronger than Gangbi, who has Luohan Hall been afraid of?

I saw a brown light appear on Du Li's fist, without the slightest angle to choose, it looked like a strong brute force, but a trace of ancient power could be faintly seen in the light on the fist.

"Mountain Shaker." Master Xuankong, who was sitting in the Shaolin crowd, frowned, but let go, although this mountain-shaking fist was hard, it was still much worse than Shaolin's orthodox martial arts.

Although Master Xuanwen saw Du Li attacking, his expression was solemn, but he was not panicked, only to see him open his legs, his arms clamped to his sides, shouted angrily, and threw several punches at Du Li who was coming at him!

These fists are extremely fast, and in an instant, it seems that the sky is full of the fists of the master of mysteries, but many fists are slowly falling like snowflakes, making people unable to distinguish the true from the false, and they are dazzled.

"Partial Flower Seven Star Fist!" Li Yuanshan clenched his fists, his eyes were slightly excited as he looked at Master Xuanwen's boxing technique, and his heart was inevitably excited.

Whether it is the big stele wrestler and the partial flower seven star boxing are Shaolin seventy-two stunts, seventy-two stunts are well-known difficult to practice, ordinary disciples can only study one kind in their lives, only the chief monks of each hall can learn several, you can see two Shaolin seventy-two stunts from the master of Xuanwen, and everyone in the audience is agitated!

There is only one punch in the Mountain Shaking Fist, and the Seven Star Fist is a myriad of punches, the Seven Star Fist is as perfect as the earth, and the Mountain Shaking Fist is smashed like a meteorite.

One is still and one moves, and there is a bang.

Airplanes!!!

Juding suddenly made a strong sound, this sound made the whole audience feel heavy in their chests, as if the blood all over their bodies was coagulated, only to see that the giant tripod suddenly sank, and the six tripod feet were inserted into the ground as much as half!

Master Xuanwen was affected by this gravity, his body shook, his face was instantly as pale as paper, his qi and blood were reversed, and a touch of scarlet flowed down from his white beard!

However, Master Xuanwen did not fall from the giant tripod after all.

And Na Du Li, the fist style of the Mountain Shaking Fist only blocked half of the Partial Flower Seven Star Fist, and the other half smashed him.

At the same time as the giant tripod collapsed, Du Li's body also flew upside down like a short-term kite, slamming into the wall, knocking the wall out of a big hole.

The competition between fists and fists, or Shaolin wins!

Although this battle was very short, and even ended in a few breaths, the strong strength shown by Shaolin still shocked everyone, especially the strength of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.

The vast majority of people in Neijianghu have only heard of the name of the seventy-two stunts, but they have never seen it with their own eyes, this mystic master is so strong, so the martial arts of the Dharma Academy practiced by the abbot Xuankong is even more authentic in Shaolin, how can it be powerful?

Du Li was defeated and was rescued by the people of the rain tea garden to heal his injuries. Master Xuanwen forcibly calmed the churning qi and blood all over his body, his eyes swept over the audience, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who else wants to teach me Shaolin boxing?" ”

Everyone, look at me, let me look at you, this Master Xuanwen is already at the end of the crossbow, and most of the people present can defeat him, but defeating the Master Xuanwen in this state is a bit of a danger, but the Master Xuanwen is not in this state, and it is considered an old fritter.

Suddenly, one of the people in the crowd stood up and said loudly, "Old monk, let me steal the Heavenly Palace to learn your tricks!" ”

I saw this person rise from the crowd into the sky, and after performing light skills, he suddenly fell on the giant tripod, and suddenly the giant tripod that had been inserted into the ground made a loud noise, and a cloud of dust rose on the ground.

Master Xuanwen frowned when he saw this, this person's internal strength is probably not lower than that of Na Du Li!

"Senior brother, come back." Suddenly, the abbot Xuankong let out a heavy voice.

Master Xuanwen turned his head to look at Senior Brother, lowered his head and said, "Yes, Senior Brother." ”

Master Xuanwen stopped fighting, jumped directly from the giant ding, and returned to the Shaolin crowd, Master Xuanzhen hurriedly arranged him behind the crowd and healed him.

The person who stole the Heavenly Palace was called Zhang Qian, and he also knew that he was being wheeled when he came up, but if the Heavenly Palace was on the field earlier, he would be able to play at night later.

The final battle is not something that these people can participate in, but a battle between the heads of the various factions.

To be a man is to find the value of himself, with such a mentality, Zhang Qian doesn't care about any wheel war, purely with the heart of martial arts competition, seeing Master Xuanwen leaving, Zhang Qian hugged his fists and said to the heroes of the world, "In the next Zhang Qian, I don't know who will teach?" ”

"I'm going to fight you!" One of them yelled and went straight to the stage.

The person who came was an elder of the Purple Cloud Palace, Zhang Qian shouted loudly and fought with this person, but neither of them was the most rigid and hard martial arts, so they did not only fight on the Juding like Xuanwen and Du Li.

The battle between the two is even biased towards a guerrilla fight, seeing each other's moves, the giant tripod is in the center, and the two keep fighting around it, sometimes hitting the giant tripod, making a huge buzzing sound.

If it weren't for the fact that this giant tripod was made of stainless steel, I am afraid it would have been destroyed by the fight of these people.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were attracted by the wonderful battle, except for the three people.

These three people are the Xuankong Master, as well as the two envoys of heaven and earth.

Master Xuankong was not interested in fighting on the field at all, he turned his head and looked at Tang Jue, who was sitting in front of the courtyard, and couldn't help frowning.

This Tang Jue actually opened the folding fan and fanned the wind leisurely, looking at the competition with great interest, as if he didn't care about his life and death at all, as if he was watching a play.

The angel in charge and the envoy in charge also looked at Tang Jue, this level of battle in the field could not enter the eyes of the two of them, the only thing they cared about in the audience was this Tang Jue who everyone thought was in the bag.

This Tang Jue seems to have really made up his mind to let the Jianghu people kill each other.

The angel in charge was even thinking that the sect leader's words were a bit redundant, everyone in the audience, who could stop this person?

Seeing Tang Jue dressed in white and full of interest, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, the palm angel felt a chill in his heart.

No longer looking at Tang Jue, the palm angel's gaze turned back to the battle in the field, but he inadvertently met the four eyes of the Xuankong Master.

It was only for an instant, but both of them frowned at once.

Shaolin is orthodox in the Central Plains, and the Temple of Heaven Cult is the mysterious church in the Western Regions, both of which have been fighting each other in recent decades, although they have never fought each other, they have regarded each other as imaginary enemies.

Especially the palm angel, if there is only a slight hostility in the eyes of the master of Xuankong, then there is hatred in the eyes of the palm angel that is difficult to hide.

It's just that the two are far apart, and Master Xuankong can't see clearly, and the eyes of the four eyes are facing each other for just an instant, and the eyes of the two are separated.

The palm angel's hand clenched suddenly, and the palm angel saw this detail and gently patted the back of the palm angel's hand.

"Someday, I'll make this bald donkey pay." The palm angel said coldly.

The palm envoy nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over the Xuankong Master, also full of hatred.

In the center of the crowd, the battle on the field has already been revealed, Zhang Qian won, but was defeated by the next people, followed by several major sects and sent people to challenge, and the hidden heroes in the rivers and lakes were not willing to be lonely, and they shot one after another.

After more than a dozen rounds came down, everyone faintly felt that such a wheel battle had come to an end. By this time, it was already time for a real big war.

Sure enough, just after the battle ended, a man stood up in front of the crowd.

Everyone looked at it and their hearts trembled.

The person who stood up was not an ordinary person, but Zhang Yuanshan, the head of Wudang.

I saw that Zhang Yuanshan would blow the dust, and suddenly a violent wind and sand rose on the ground, and it went straight to Juding in the shape of an arrow!

While!!!

A huge sound sounded, and I saw that the people above the giant tripod trembled all over, as if they couldn't withstand the vibration from the giant tripod and fell from the tripod with a bang!

The power of one blow was so powerful that everyone was shocked!

I saw Zhang Yuanshan walking to the center of the venue step by step, standing in front of Juding, his eyes swept over the audience, and he said lightly, "If you want to fight with me, you can come out." ”

In a word, everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to make a move.

"I'm coming!"