But then, the smile on Luo Zongwuba's face became indifferent again.

He even said loudly in the hand: "Congratulations to the little heavenly master of Qingsongzi for entering the True Martial Realm." ”

Amazingly, even if Qing Songzi entered the True Martial Realm, he still felt that he was sure to win.

It's a slap in the face.

"Humph!"

The green pine nuts snorted coldly, and the internal qi ran to the extreme, and the speed was a few points faster.

The two True Martial Realms fought each other, making the surroundings even more turbulent.

The crowd around was caught by the qi machine, and they hurriedly stepped back a little.

There was a glint of hope in the eyes of Yuan Zhenzi, Yuan Sleeve and others.

Although Qing Songzi has just entered the True Martial Realm, he is older than Luo Zongwuba, and he has practiced martial arts for some years, so he can't say that he will be able to win.

However, after a while, their eyes were once again covered with surprise, and they quietly indulged in it, and their faces were ugly.

Luo Zongwuba is still getting stronger.

Although Qing Songzi, who had just broken through the True Martial Realm, was amazing, with the eyesight of Yuan Zhenzi and others, he could still see that he was gradually suppressed again.

This can be seen from the demeanor, moves, and steps of the two.

A Yuan character ancestor was a little worried: "Senior Brother Yuan Zhenzi, if Qing Songzi is defeated again, what should we do?" ”

Qingzi generation, I really can't find a stronger master than Qing Songzi.

Yuan Zhenzi said in a deep voice: "Dragon Tiger Mountain cannot be defeated. ”

The patriarch was shocked, "Senior brother, aren't you planning to take action in person?" ”

Yuan Zhenzi stopped talking, but looked at Luo Zongwuba and Qing Songzi who were fighting.

In fact, even he doesn't know what to do at the moment.

If Qingsongzi is defeated, Longhu Mountain will actually be defeated. Even if he defeated Luo Zongwuba, Longhu Mountain would be unable to save face.

The Heavenly Master is not a god, Yuan Zhenzi looked at Qing Songzi and couldn't stop praying in his heart, hoping that Qing Songzi could win.

But things are still going in a direction they don't want to see.

The number of green pine nuts making moves is getting less and less.

Luo Zongwuba became serious, like an angry King Kong, and his momentum was amazing.

"Hmm......"

Victory or defeat is often in an instant.

After all, the battle ended with Qing Songzi's muffled snort.

Luo Zongwuba's two golden bowls suddenly left his hands, spun and flew towards the green pine nuts. Qing Songzi picked up the golden bowl with a long sword, but was slapped on the chest by Luo Zongwuba's palm.

Although he did not fall, he staggered back a few steps, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Luo Zongwuba stepped forward, copied the two golden bowls in his hands, and gave a salute indifferently, "Accept it." ”

He seemed polite on his face, but in his eyes, there was undisguised arrogance.

All the Taoist priests felt that their faces were gloomy, and some quietly lowered their heads.

Qing Songzi's face was extremely ugly, and the hand holding the long sword faintly showed green tendons, and when he stepped forward, a mouthful of reverse blood surged up his throat and spit out.

I'm angry.

The battle point is about to end, if Luo Zongwuba had tried his best just now, he would not have the strength to fight at this time. If you go up again at this time, don't say that you can't win, it's a fluke victory, and it's also a victory.

Qing Songzi turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhenzi and the others, his face full of shame and self-blame.

Luo Zongwuba bowed again, "Which other Taoist master came to give advice?" ”

Moto-Mako took a step forward and walked forward.

"Senior Brother......

Yu Xiangzi suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "You can't make a move." ”

Next to him, there was an ancestor who had entered the True Martial Realm and said, "Senior brother, let me go!" ”

In this case, whoever goes up is ashamed. If you win, you will be said to bully the small, and if you lose, you will be even more shameless.

Yuan Zhenzi shook his head, gently brushed away Yu Xiangzi's hand, and repeated again: "Longhu Mountain can't lose. ”

He had no choice at the moment.

Step by step, Yuan Zhenzi slowly walked in front of Luo Zongwuba.

A smile crossed Luo Zongwuba's eyes, "Heavenly Master wants to personally guide the juniors?" ”

He calls himself a junior, but this is a curse. It is equivalent to saying that Yuan Zhenzi is going to bully the small with the big.

Yuan Zhenzi's face was no longer idle, but solemn, "With your True Martial Realm cultivation, my Dragon Tiger Mountain Qingzi disciple, there is indeed no one who is your opponent." ”

All the ancestors of the Yuan characters were unbearable.

Yuan Zhenzi made a move, and it will inevitably become the laughing stock of the entire rivers and lakes in the future.

"Master's words are wrong!"

At this time, there was a sudden thunderous cheer in the grass house, "The disciple hasn't asked this monk for advice yet!" ”

Zhao Dongting slowly walked out of the house. His face was flushed like blood, looking extremely hideous, and his expression was cold.

And all the people turned their heads to him.

Yuan Zhenzi's eyes flashed with essence, and then he realized something, and his figure floated through the crowd and ran towards the grass house.

Zhao Dongting strode towards Luo Zongwuba.

The Taoist priests on the road unconsciously gave way to him. Zhao Dongting at this moment looks really frightening.

Luo Zongwuba was no longer indifferent, and frowned slightly, "Who are you?" ”

At this time, Zhao Dongting, even if someone in the Yuan army had seen his portrait, I was afraid that they would not recognize it.

Zhao Dongting said: "Yuan Zhenzi Heavenly Master personally passed on the disciple, please give advice." ”

Luo Zongwuba stared at Zhao Dongting a few times, "Please advise." ”

There was already a solemn look in his eyes, because, from Zhao Dongting's body, he actually felt threatened.

True Martial Realm's intuition was very keen, which made him realize that Zhao Dongting might be stronger than Qing Songzi.

So, after Luo Zongwuba spoke, he didn't care about pretending anymore, and took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Dongting with the golden bowl.

Zhao Dongting had no sword in his hand.

When Luo Zongwuba approached him with this great might, he just slapped his hands straight ahead.

At this moment, white smoke was faintly coming out from Zhao Dongting's back.

Hands and bowls in contact.

The bell rang twice.

The soldiers of the Yuan army and the Taoist priests who were not strong were shocked to the ground at this moment.

It had been shaken down before, and now it was supported by the soldiers, and it became soft again and was planted on the ground.

There was no blood on his face.

Luo Zongwuba's expression fused, and he staggered back two steps. And Zhao Dongting did not move at all.

As soon as the battle is made, the judgment is made.

In terms of internal cultivation, Zhao Dongting actually crushed Luo Zongwuba.

"Drink!"

Immediately, in the extremely surprised looks of everyone, Luo Zongwuba, who was shocked back, let out a loud shout and became furious.

He took the golden bowl and bullied himself again.

The two quickly became entangled, and their bodies were extremely fast, and they could barely see clearly in the flying leaves.

"Senior brother takes the sword!"

Qing Songzi suddenly ran towards the two people who had been beaten to the earth with the long sword in his hand.

A figure suddenly burst out, holding the sword in his hand.

There is no doubt that Zhao Dongting is self-sufficient.

With a sword in his hand, his sword intent was like a tide, rolling out. At this moment, the momentum rose again.

Luo Zongwuba followed and swept closer, only to see a few golden lights flying, and he was forced to retreat by Zhao Dongting again.

Zhao Dongting's Guiyuan sword technique was sent and received at will, and the footwork of the free tour was unfolded, and he took the initiative to launch an offensive.

His comprehension of Guiyuan swordsmanship and leisurely travel is not as perfect as Luo Zongwuba's flower fingers and Buddha jumping over the wall, but his momentum is stronger than Luo Zongwuba.

The faces of all the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Taoist priests were faintly excited.

Zhao Dongting's momentum at this time was much stronger than that of Qingsongzi and Qingyunzi before, and he simply crushed Luo Zongwuba.

Although the victory or defeat has not yet been scored, they all see hope in Zhao Dongting.

Inside the house, Moto-Mako ran into the house.

Zhang Tiandong sat cross-legged on the ground and was looking out of the house, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his face was full of exhaustion.

Yuan Zhenzi's two tears slipped down his eyes, "Senior brother, you ......"

Zhang Tiandong smiled: "You stupid boy, what are you crying about......"

When he was a child, he always called his brother like this.

Yuan Zhenzi raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but he scolded, "You bastard! Always don't think about yourself! ”

Zhang Tiandong said: "Because I am the elder brother, you are the younger brother." With me at home, you can't bear too much. But in the future, the Zhang family will rely on you. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly scratched his head, "The old Taoist priest can finally really live a few days of leisure." ”

"!"

Yuan Zhenzi just scolded, "You're a bastard!" But a few years older than me, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending? ”

Zhang Tiandong blinked his eyes and couldn't stop laughing.

Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu, and Tie Lixuan all turned their heads, not looking at this pair of Heavenly Master brothers who were "disrespectful to the old".

Outside the house, Luo Zongwuba was always suppressed, and he was furious, and a pair of golden bowls shot again.

It's his killer move.

The high-speed rotating bowl is extremely lethal.

However, at the moment when the two golden bowls approached Zhao Dongting, Zhao Dongting's figure actually passed through the middle at a strange angle.

His entire body was almost on the ground, but he was still fast.

Snake walking in the getaway footwork.

The two golden bowls collided, clanged, and fell to the ground.

Zhao Dongting approached Luo Zongwuba, his figure floated up, his left hand was palmed, his right wrist was flipped, the tip of the sword was backwards, the hilt was forward, and at the same time it was against Luo Zongwuba's chest.

Luo Zongwuba's eyes widened, and his hands hurriedly blocked his chest.

However, Zhao Dongting's gesture changed again in an instant, and his right hand sank for a few minutes.

The left hand, in contact with Luo Zongwuba's arm, made a muffled sound. The infinite qi machine diffused in all directions, and the fallen leaves that flew suddenly scattered in all directions.

The hilt of the sword in his right hand was slammed into the tail of Luo Zongwupa's lower abdomen ribs.

"Wow......"

Luo Zongwuba let out a strange cry and threw him backwards.

A puff of blood spilled through the air.