Long Xiaotian approached Lu Deqi at an extremely fast speed, and aimed at his face with a punch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This punch has already used the kung fu of "Poison Dragon Drill", and the whole fist has become pitch black. Although his punch was punched in a straight line, it also carried a spiral of extreme speed, which made the power of this punch several times higher.

"Die!"

Long Xiaotian hit the poisonous dragon drill, but when he saw that Lu Deqi did not dodge but handed out a palm and wanted to take it hard, he immediately showed a cruel smile.

If you are not born, you don't want to take my poisonous dragon drill head-on!

Lu Deqi could see Long Xiaotian's smile, but his face was still unfazed, and he pushed out his right palm unhurriedly and slowly.

Rumble!

In the next moment, fists and palms intersected, and a dull explosion sounded at the same time.

The platform was wide and bright, and even though it was a little dusty, it had already been covered by a thick layer of ice.

So at this moment, the situation after the two of them fought against each other was clearly seen by everyone present.

Half a pound and eight taels! Evenly matched! This is what everyone saw.

The two on the stage maintained a state of punch to palm, and it seemed that no one could help anyone.

Long Xiaotian's fist was completely jet black, and the black even spread to his wrist, which showed that he had increased his power output at the last moment.

But such a punch was blocked by Lu Deqi's ordinary palm, making it impossible to advance an inch.

It can't be said to be ordinary, because everyone found that Lu Deqi's palm actually changed color at this moment.

It's red! and it's faintly white!

Is this "The Palm of the Sun"?

No one is stupid, this characteristic, and then think of Yang Ying'er, the daughter of the Yang family, who worshiped Huashan, it is easy to guess that Lu Deqi used "The Palm of the Sun".

Most people began to stir, including those on the high platforms of several big forces, and some people couldn't bear it, because if the Huashan faction won the "Blazing Sun Divine Palm", it would be like a tiger with wings.

There is only one innate magic skill possessed by the Huashan faction, and that is the "Beidou Purple Smoke Technique". However, it requires a high level of qualification and understanding, and not necessarily every disciple who meets the qualifications is suitable for this divine skill.

But if the Huashan faction gets the "Blazing Sun Divine Palm", it will give the Huashan disciples one more choice, so that the chance of cultivating outstanding talents will be doubled.

This is unacceptable to many major forces.

Originally, Yang Yinger suddenly appeared in Huashan and became a disciple of Huashan. This news was blocked by the Huashan faction very well, and by the time the other forces learned about it, it was already too late.

Fortunately, Yang Chong was not obtained by the Huashan faction, so the Huashan faction should not have obtained the "Burning Sun Divine Palm", just a Yang Yinger worshiped Huashan, and there was no need for other forces to worry too much.

But now, Lu Deqi actually used kung fu very similar to "Sun Divine Palm"?

Even if there are other possibilities, it is the most likely "Sun Divine Palm" after all!

"Yue Zhengfeng is really an old fox!"

On the high platform of the Qingcheng faction, the head of Qingcheng was calm and could not see his joy and anger, but he still whispered a word, so that the closest people could hear it.

He said that Yue Zhengfeng was a fox, that was because he figured it out at this moment, stabbed the Qingcheng faction in the back, and released the news that the culprit of the Yang family was the Qingcheng faction, it must be the Huashan faction!

"Senior Brother Peng, you have personally experienced the "Burning Sun Divine Palm", can you tell me if Lu Deqi is using this magic skill?"

Zhuge Ying sat closest to the head of the house, and naturally heard the words that scolded Yue Zhengfeng.

However, he didn't seem to care about the Huashan faction, but opened his mouth to ask Peng Hu, but his words deliberately brought some sarcasm and sarcasm.

"Nine times out of ten, yes, but still can't be sure. ”

Peng Hu surprisingly didn't care about Zhuge Ying's ridicule, but replied very calmly, and then he also cast his eyes on the high platform of the Huashan faction like the head next to him.

And for a moment, people from large and small forces also shifted their attention to the Huashan faction.

"Master, is it the ...... that Senior Brother Lu is using?"

Feeling a lot of eyes gathering, the first person who couldn't stand the pressure was Yang Yinger.

After she joined the Huashan faction, in order to ask Yue Zhengfeng to send people to help find Yang Chong, she automatically presented the "Burning Sun Divine Palm".

Of course, a mutilated version of what she had practiced since childhood.

The incomplete "Blazing Sun Divine Palm" is mediocre, no matter how good and hard you practice, it will reach the level of second-rate martial arts at most. Besides, it's not a complete version anyway, so Yang Ying'er handed over the exercises for Yang Chong's sake.

Who would have thought that after she dedicated it to her master, the latter actually taught it to Lu Deqi quietly, and she was also trained?

She didn't want to blame Yue Zhengfeng for passing on his divine skills to others without authorization, nor did she blame him for having researched the true cultivation method but not telling him.

When she escaped with Yang Chong after the Yang family was destroyed, and later hid in Tibet and was about to lose it, it was the people from the Huashan faction who found her and took the initiative to accept her. As the head of the family, Yue Zhengfeng also took the initiative to accept her as an apprentice and called her an authentic Huashan faction martial arts.

With this kind of kindness, Yang Ying'er would never blame Yue Zhengfeng even a little bit no matter what.

She was just wondering now, why didn't she get Yang Chong's iron box, her master was able to study the correct cultivation method, or where did she learn about it?

"Ying'er, you don't need to ask, when you return to Huashan, the teacher will tell you the inside story. ”

Yue Zhengfeng was stared at by the eyes of the major forces, but he still seemed calm, and his speech was not hurried or convincing.

Yang Ying'er saw that her master was like this, even if she had anything to say, she suffocated back into her stomach.

Hu Pingzhi on the side, slightly scratching his ears and cheeks and unable to hold back, obviously he also wanted to ask clearly, and he was itchy if he didn't ask. But due to the majesty of Yue Zhengfeng, he could only hold back and did not dare to speak.

"Pingzhi, you have to have a sitting appearance, you are the first apprentice of the master, how can you ruin the face of the Huashan faction so much!"

Yue Zhengfeng said with a stiff face and a frown.

"The master taught me a lesson. ”

Hu Pingzhi immediately sat upright, but there was a hippie smile on his face.

He was brought into Huashan by Yue Zhengfeng since he was a child, and he was also raised by him, so he is like father and son. The other juniors were afraid that the master would die of fear, but Hu Pingzhi dared to smile like this occasionally.

It's just that at this moment, he didn't see that although Yue Zhengfeng didn't correct his appearance again, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

And the major forces were a little disappointed when they saw that Yue Zhengfeng looked calm and showed no signs of explaining.

Yue Zhengfeng didn't take the initiative to speak, neither admitting nor denying it, but made it the most difficult for them.

At this moment, I have to temporarily suppress this matter and wait for the end of the conference to ask questions.

From Lu Deqi's "Blazing Sun Divine Palm" and Long Xiaotian's "Poisonous Dragon Drill" to fight against each other, until now, it is actually only a few breaths of effort.

Everyone turned their attention back to the competition platform, and what they saw was still the posture of the two of them intersecting their fists.

Why didn't the two of them move?

I couldn't help but think of this question in everyone's minds.

It was at this moment that there was a strange protrusion on the stage, and Long Xiaotian suddenly withdrew his fist and shot back, and when he opened the distance, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

This scene appeared, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar!

It's not that it's evenly matched, but Lu Deqi is better!

"Sure enough, internal strength is still fundamental, divine power is still a stunt, after all, it is still divine power that has a big advantage!"

"This Long Xiaotian has done a good job, he can fight hard for the "Burning Sun Divine Palm", but he only spit out a mouthful of blood, which is enough to be proud. ”

"Lu Deqi is famous this time, I remember that the person who killed Xiao Qinglong also used this magic skill, doesn't this mean that Lu Deqi also has this kind of strength?"

"Hey, who knows. The Huashan faction is hidden deep enough, except for Hu Pingzhi, this Lu Deqi is actually so strong!"

"I think Hu Pingzhi is not as good as him, Lu Deqi is hiding too deeply, and now it is only revealed, is it just to become famous in one fell swoop?"

The discussion in the audience rang out one after another, and some of them were clearly heard by Long Xiaotian.

His current state is very bad, although he is just fighting for a while, and the injuries in his body cannot be counted as serious, but he still has to allocate some of his strength to resist the cold and cold on the stage, and now he wants to mobilize his internal qi to calm the injury, it seems to be stretched.

"Ahem......"

Long Xiaotian coughed dryly twice, coughed up some blood again, he wiped it with the back of his hand on his mouth, wiped the blood away, and then found that the blood had quickly coagulated!

"This is!?"

Long Xiaotian found that not only did the blood flow out quickly coagulate, but even his eyebrows, hair and other places began to coagulate a little frost.

If you want to mobilize internal force to relieve the injury, it is difficult to have enough internal force to resist the cold.

He's already at the mercy of one or the other.

"Damn!"

Long Xiaotian scolded angrily at the Binglin Sword inserted in the center of the ring, and retreated a few steps under his feet, wanting to move away from the Binglin Sword.

But it didn't work, no matter how far he withdrew, the cold on his body did not decrease by a few points.

"Throw in the towel, you don't have a chance of winning. ”

On the other side, Lu Deqi saw Long Xiaotian's embarrassed appearance, and he didn't deliberately say sarcastic words, but still persuaded him to admit defeat with an expressionless face.

"Hahaha, it looks like you think you've won?"

Long Xiaotian laughed a few times, accompanied by a few mouthfuls of white breath exhaled from his mouth.

Seeing this in the eyes of everyone, they all shook their heads and thought that he was holding on.

"I still have a trick, I see if you dare to take it!"

At this time, Long Xiaotian had completely ignored the voices outside the ring, and he only had the opponent in his eyes!

"Ahh

He roared suddenly, and the power under his feet began to burst forward.

Everyone was surprised to find that as Long Xiaotian ran faster and faster, frost formed on his face, body, and limbs, and the speed of frost condensation was extremely fast.

He was completely given up on defending against the cold!

Everyone understands this, and it is only from this moment that they can really intuitively see that it has been so cold in the ring!

Many people originally thought that their skills were good and that they could go up and challenge them later, but when they saw this scene, they realized that they were not self-sufficient, and if they did go on stage, it would only become a joke.

"Ahh

Long Xiaotian continued to roar and roar, a thin layer of ice condensed all over his body, but it was broken by the lightning speed under his frantic running.

He ran faster and faster, and in a short distance he had already increased his speed to his limit.

At this moment, another eruption erupted under his feet, and he jumped high into the air with a "bang".

His jump was so explosive that even the ice in the ring was shattered by him and two small pits.

"Take my last move!

When Long Xiaotian jumped to the highest point, his body was temporarily suspended in the air, he roared, his waist twisted hard, and with his right foot as an arrow, his whole body descended downward like a gyroscopic drill.

The most frightening thing is that his right foot is faintly carrying black electric light in the rapid whirlwind.

"What is this!?"

"Lu Deqi is finished!"

Seeing Long Xiaotian fall in a flash like a meteor, everyone's eyes couldn't catch it at all, and only had time to flash a few thoughts in their minds.

And Lu Deqi, who was immersive, his expression was no longer as calm as he was just now. Not only was he no longer calm, but his face was even filled with horror.

"I'm going to die!"

"I'm sorry master, I'm going to expose "Xiangyang Divine Skill"!"

The opponent was too fast, and Lu Deqi had no room to dodge at all, so he had to resist head-on.

He mobilized his internal qi with all his strength, and his mixed body became red, and in the next moment, all the red in his whole body faded again, and all of them converged on his right palm.

Then he didn't dare to pause anymore, and his right palm was about to shoot up.

However, he was too late, and he still didn't have time to shoot this palm, and he miscalculated the speed at which Long Xiaotian fell.

The speed of a meteor is not something he can catch up with now.

Rumble!

The right palm failed to hit, and a huge bombardment sound had already reached Lu Deqi's ears.

Then, he didn't know anything.

Not only him, but after Long Xiaotian finished using this trick "Meteor Poison Dragon Drill", he didn't know anything anymore.

The difference is that Long Xiaotian is too overdrawn and unconscious, while Lu Deqi is dead, and his bones are incomplete!

"Impossible!"

When he saw the results of one dead and one injured, the first person to change color was Yue Zhengfeng.

In the face of almost anything, there will be no mood fluctuations in the sword gentleman Yue Zhengfeng, he finally changed color this time, and he couldn't even control the "click" and broke the armrest of the seat.

"Daddy......"

The surrounding Huashan disciples were so frightened by Yue Zhengfeng's appearance that their heads shrank, and even Hu Pingzhi didn't dare to touch his moldy head, only Yue Zhishan dared to call softly.

"It's okay, your Senior Brother Lu's skills are not as good as others, no wonder there are others. ”

Yue Zhengfeng quickly regained his composure and glanced at Hu Pingzhi: "Pingzhi, you go up and take back your junior brother's body." ”

"Yes!"

Hu Pingzhi immediately received the order, got up and took two steps forward, and then jumped out of the high platform with a kick of his feet.

He quickly landed in the ring, and now that he was closer, he could feel the shock even more.

In front of his eyes, the place where the Meteor Poison Dragon Drill fell, was already unrecognizable at this moment. Not only was the surface of the ring destroyed by a thick layer of ice, but even the hard stone below had broken a funnel-shaped depression. Several cracks spread out from there, covering almost a quarter of the countertop.

"It's so powerful! That Long Xiaotian should have already involved the innate true intent!"

Hu Pingzhi understands that most of the innate masters gradually comprehend the true meaning after advancing the innate level, and only a very small number of people comprehend it before the innate arrives.

This kind of person is a genius among geniuses, and it is only a matter of time before they break through the innate nature, and this level can't trap them at all.

"There are only a few known on the rivers and lakes, such as my Uncle Taishi, Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang faction, Baimei Jianjun of the Emei faction, and Ximen Ruthless of the Lotus Sect, all of whom have comprehended the innate true meaning before they reach the innate level. And now, there is another Long Xiaotian. ”

Hu Pingzhi's face was complicated, but he didn't think much about it, it was the top priority to recover Lu Deqi's body first.

And when he set his eyes on Lu Deqi's corpse, hatred for Long Xiaotian rose in his heart irrepressibly.

Lu Deqi died a terrible death, because almost eighty percent of his body had evaporated, leaving only a head and mutilated limbs, which were bounced everywhere.

Hu Pingzhi silently recovered these corpse "parts" one by one, and at the same time as he did this, Long Xiaotian, who was in a coma, had also been carried off the stage by a middle-aged man in black robes who came to the stage.

The black cannon man didn't say a word the whole time, but his identity was quickly recognized as the leader of the Poison Dragon Gang.

In the audience, no one said a word at this time, and they were already shocked by the scene just now.

A martial arts masterpiece, how can it reach such a level?

Long Xiaotian definitely doesn't have innate divine skills, otherwise he wouldn't have that embarrassment before, but he doesn't rely on divine skills, but he can perform such a powerful move by relying on martial arts?

I'm afraid that replacing Lu Deqi with an ordinary innate master will only be a death.

"That trick is really terrifying!"

"Long Xiaotian is the first person of the younger generation, and no one should dare to question it. ”

"It's a pity that Lu Deqi has lost a pillar of the future. ”

It wasn't until Long Xiaotian was carried down and Hu Pingzhi jumped back to the high platform of the Huashan faction after recovering the body that everyone's voices gradually sounded again.

"Uncle Shi, did Long Xiaotian comprehend the true meaning?"

On the high platform of the Emei faction, a young man with a resolute face asked the white-eyed sword monarch.

"That's right. ”

The white-eyed sword monarch nodded slightly, glanced at the young man and said, "Jun'er, do you have the confidence to surpass him?"

"Yes!"

The boy replied immediately without thinking.

The same scene was staged on many high platforms, and in order to prevent future generations from being invincible, all the leaders spoke out of encouragement.

Only the Qingcheng faction is slightly different.

"Hehehe, Yue Zhengfeng's face turned dark. ”

The head of Qingcheng laughed heartily, and he didn't even deliberately lower his voice.

"Since the people from the Huashan faction are useless, let's go up and do what needs to be done. ”

Saying a meaningful sentence that the surrounding disciples couldn't understand, the head of Qingcheng gestured to Zhuge Ying with a look.

"Haha, don't worry, master, I won't capsize in the gutter!"

Zhuge Ying stood up with a smile, glanced at Peng Hu, who was a little dazed, and then jumped on the spot with a hard foot, his body flew out gently, and slowly fell into the martial arts ring in the center of the field.

"Look! Someone else is on stage!"

"It's Zhuge Ying of Qingcheng Sanxiu, and he looks exactly like Zhuge Sheng!"

"Isn't it boring for him to come to power now?"

"Yes, no matter how strong he is, he can surpass Long Xiaotian?"

Everyone hasn't recovered from the shock just now, and they are all savoring the trick "Meteor Poison Dragon Drill", and they didn't expect that anyone else would take advantage of this time to take the stage.

Won't they come up again after a while? If they can't wait, no matter how well they behave, they will only be eclipsed in the shadow of Long Xiaotian.

And what's the use of you coming up alone? Someone has to be willing to fight you!

This competition is all voluntarily on stage, and now I'm afraid that someone will have to wait for a while before anyone comes up, so isn't Zhuge Ying embarrassed?

Almost everyone is this idea, although Zhuge is famous, but when he comes to power at this time, no one will applaud.

They all thought that Zhuge Ying would sing a one-man show on stage for a while, and if he lost enough face, someone would come up to compete.

Of course, the Qingcheng faction can send another person to the stage to relieve the siege, but that would be too obvious, and it would still be a loss of face!

It's just that the person concerned doesn't seem to care?

After Zhuge won the stage, he kept smiling.

He took a long time to approach the Binglin Sword in the center of the ring, and after a good look, he finally turned around and smiled toothy in a certain direction: "Zhou Chen, do you dare to come on stage?" (To be continued.) )