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looked at Gu Yan with fierce eyes, it turned out that Gu Yan just wanted to scare and scare himself, and he didn't really do it.

was played with like this, although the green robe was not angry, but to put it bluntly, his skills were not as good as others.

"Alright, you win. Go down and put it! The robe stood to the left, giving way to the door panel at his feet.

Gu Yan waved his hand casually, and the white giant sword slowly disappeared in the air, and he walked straight to the door panel and pulled the handle.

"By the way, sleep ......"

Before Gu Yan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from the other party, and hurriedly changed his words: "I'm joking, let's have a chance to see you back!" ”

With that, he pulled open the door and jumped down......

Feet landed firmly on the floor of the next floor, making a squeak of wood squeezing.

Gu Yan put away his usual smile and looked around vigilantly.

The rooms on this floor are also very simple.

A futon, a lamp, a wooden fish, all in one bite......

A monk sat upright on a futon, motionless.

However, this monk Gu Yan has seen the "white-handed monk" in the mouth of the flower snake. This hand is really white, no wonder it is called such a name.

"Hello master!" Gu Yan folded his hands, his palms were hollow, his thumbs were buckled, and his posture was very standard.

It's a kind of spying.

"Donor, but you're leaving?" The white-handed monk still sat in place, did not look back, and said softly.

"Yes, I beg the master, you can let me go down the tower." Gu Yan said politely.

"I don't want to stop you, but the Yu family is kind and entrusted to me, so I have to follow." The white-handed monk said.

"Then I won't be embarrassed by the master, if I win, please let the master let me go down the tower."

"If you win, I can't stop you, you go to the next level." The white-handed monk's tone did not fluctuate at all times.

"Then master, please!" Gu Yan saw that the white-handed monk had been facing away from him, and he didn't look like he was going to fight, so he reminded him.

Hearing Gu Yan say this, the white-handed monk slowly turned around.

Looking at each other so closely, Gu Yan found that the wrinkles on the other party's face were clearly visible, and he seemed to be not young, but it didn't seem to be as high as Gu Yan imagined.

"The donor talked to me for a long time, knowing that I would not let you go, but he did not sneak attack, which is really the work of a gentleman." The white-handed monk slowly stood up and saluted Gu Yan.

"Don't dare to be!" Gu Yan also hurriedly returned the salute.

"Please ask the donor to make a move!" The white-handed monk gestured.

"That junior has asked for advice." The other party said this, Gu Yan naturally no longer had any worries, and raised his fist to attack tentatively.

Seeing Gu Yan's fist like a tiger, the white-handed monk nodded, and he didn't procrastinate, and punched straight out, simple and rude.

This is to go head-to-head with Gu Yan!

"Bang!" The fists collided, and they were evenly matched.

Gu Yan was just about to change his move, when he suddenly felt his cheeks, shoulders, lower abdomen and knees...... Many places accept it at the same time.

The shadow of the fist flashed in his eyes, and the huge force directly knocked him out and slammed into the wall.

"Thousand-Handed Arhat Fist?" Gu Yan paused for a moment: "I thought you were called a white palm, and you use the palm method." ”

"What is the difference between fists and palms, all of which are meat hands."

"That's right." Gu Yan stood up and moved his muscles.

"Then the junior is welcome!"

With that, Gu Yan raised his fist again and rushed forward.

This time, it was Gu Yan's long fist, which was no different from the previous moves of the white-handed monk.

The white-handed monk raised his eyebrows, still in the same posture, and punched again.

"Bang!" The fists collided again, and they were evenly matched again.

However, Gu Yan's boxing technique this time was very different from the previous tentative attack.

Although on the surface, Gu Yan only punched once. But in fact, at the same time, the fist strength was turned into a hundred fists, colliding with the white-handed monk's thousand-handed Arhat fist.

For a while, the sound of "woo hoo" was endless, as if hundreds of people were high-five at the same time, which was dazzling.

"Good countermeasures for the donor!" The white-palmed monk roared, and suddenly retracted his fist, and without hindrance, Gu Yan's strength was like a flood, surging towards the white-palmed monk.

"A thousand hands are one!" The white-handed monk withdrew his fist, and countless phantoms gathered on the palm of his hand, and slapped it out with one palm.

Gu Yan saw a huge palm, imprinted in the air, and pushed it towards him.

"Five Finger Mountain!" The old man whispered, but the voice seemed to resound through the nine skies.

Gu Yan's scattered qi struck the giant palm, just like Sun Wukong and the Buddha, and instantly collapsed.

"Golden bell jar!" In a hurry, Gu Yan's hands parted! With a burst of applause, a huge golden bell crashed around Gu Yan.

"duang~" There was a loud bang.

The giant palm and the golden bell dissipated into the air at the same time......

"Bell jar?" The white-handed monk was also stunned for a second, he didn't expect Gu Yan to use hard qigong to dissolve his palm strength.

And it's also the hard qigong of Buddhism!

Able to use hard qigong so vividly, the white-handed monk is not as young as Xinhui, and at the same time, he is not a disciple of Buddhism.

"Let the seniors laugh." Gu Yan scratched his head embarrassedly, using other people's moves to resolve other people's moves, it didn't sound like he was giving the other party a face.

However, Gu Yan also had no way, so he used it in a hurry.

"I didn't laugh, but I was a little respectful of the donor, and I finally understood why the Yu family wanted to kill you." The white-handed monk nodded and said, "With such a powerful enemy, it is really not a good thing for the Yu family......"

"That master ......"

"Don't be nervous." The white-handed monk waved his hand and said with a smile: "We still follow the original agreement, if the donor wins, go down!" ”

"Then the junior will be bold!" Gu Yan let out a loud shout and rushed towards the white-handed monk for the third time.

The white-handed monk saw that Gu Yan only punched out again, and he was also stunned in his heart, this move just now did not have any substantive effect, but he lost a move.

How dare you use it again now?

But thinking about it, Gu Yan raised his fist to attack, and he couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly punched Gu Yan together.

In an instant, the room was filled with fist shadows, and the people who watched were dazzled.

"That's it!" Gu Yan shouted violently, stretched out his hands strangely, and grabbed the wrist of the white-handed monk.

The originally ethereal fist shadow came to a standstill, and there was no longer any wave......

"You...... How do you see through my boxing? The white-handed monk was shocked and hurriedly broke free.

However, the other party's big hand was like an iron tong, and it didn't move at all.

"Attentively!" Gu Yan snorted lightly, retracted his arms, and pulled hard.

The white-handed monk couldn't maintain his body and was pulled by Gu Yan.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Gu Yan stretched forward with his right foot and kicked the white-handed monk in the chest, directly kicking him upside down and flying out......