The middle-aged man in the brocade robe didn't know how strong the mixed thirteen was, and was confused by the appearance of the mixed thirteen, thinking that you were a little hairy child, and dared to scold Lao Tzu and ignore Lao Tzu, and he was very unhappy in his heart, because he was unhappy, he would beat the killer of ten or thirty people.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe didn't think about it carefully, although the mixed fight thirteen is a little hairy child, but he has the confidence to go to the battlefield and scold himself, he must have the corresponding strength.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man in the brocade robe didn't think like this, and he attacked the mixed thirteen. Under the education of the Tang family, the mixed fight thirteen is already a strong existence, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe dares to kill him, he naturally wants to kill the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, and the mixed fight thirteen counterattacks with a punch, many people are still in doubt of his thoughts, but they didn't expect that he punched out and directly blew the middle-aged man in the brocade robe with the day after tomorrow.

Oh my God! People came back to their senses a little, one by one they were very shocked, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little hairy child, there is such a powerful one, comparable to the supreme realm, this is simply an unprecedented thing, this is simply a miracle, any genius Tianjiao will be darkly disgraced in front of the mixed thirteen, mixed thirteen, is the real demonic character.

At this moment, Zi Mo Fanghua was moved, the Murong family was moved, Su Ying was moved, when did this Tang family have such a demon-level figure?

Originally, the Tang family had already given the Murong royal family a headache, and now such a powerful figure has emerged, the ghost knows what else the Tang family has to do, so the Tang family makes them feel dignified.

Not only that, but the elders of the Holy Land, as well as the Jin Zunyue Hao, and the big figures of the Dao Mansion, these people were all moved and paid attention to the Thirteen Mixed Fights.

And Chen Banshan, who was in the Great Array of Confessional Demons, was also paying attention to the Thirteen Fights. At this moment, Chen Banshan had some doubts in his heart.

There was a Wushan before, and now there is a brute force boy, these two are demons, and they are the same age, which is really a coincidence.

I have to say that this bastard thirteen is very amazing, and it makes people impressed. Mixed Fight Thirteen enjoyed the eyes of people, but he was thinking to himself, you are surprised now, I will make you tremble in a minute, thinking like this, Mixed Fight Thirteen fixed his eyes on Master Zhiqi.

"Old bald head, can you take a few punches from me?" After swallowing the spirit stone in his mouth, he asked Master Zhiqi very well.

Master Zhiqi smiled slightly and said, "It depends on how many punches the little donor can throw." Mixed Fight Thirteen has never read a book and has no culture, but he can't understand Master Zhiqi's words, and after being stunned, he said, "If I want to fight a few punches, it's a few punches." "Mixed Thirteen said, it was a punch out, now he, got the teaching of the Tang family master, has some combat experience, learned some body techniques, at this time, very fast, this punch, there is no momentum, because this is not the power of motherhood, not the power of any external force, this is the pure power in the small body of the Mixed Thirteen.

This punch, outsiders can't feel how powerful it is, only through the final effect can judge how powerful it is, but the opponent of the mixed fight thirteen is Master Zhiqi.

As soon as the Mixed Thirteen shot, Master Zhiqi's eyes were certain, and he reached out with one hand, facing a king of power like the Mixed Thirteen, it was naturally best to deal with it with strength.

At this time, Master Zhiqi performed the strong Vajrapani of Buddhism, this strong Vajrapani, only Prajnatang can be cultivated, very powerful, the upper can break the sky, the lower can split the ground, it is also a kind of stunt that pays attention to strength.

Of course, Master Zhiqi has not yet reached the point where he can break the world and crack the earth. Although it didn't reach this level, this hand reached out, and it was a steady grasp of the fist of the mixed thirteen.

Mixed fight thirteen is strong, but just like Master Zhiqi said, although you are strong, it depends on how many punches you can throw.

"Old bald head, the strength is good!" the fist was caught, but the bastard thirteen said disapprerovingly, after all, he hadn't shot with all his strength before.

Master Zhiqi didn't speak, just smiled and didn't say anything. At this moment, the Mixed Thirteen began to exert his strength, and how powerful the Mixed Thirteen was couldn't be seen for the time being, but he saw that Master Zhiqi's face was changing.

At first, Master Zhiqi was still smiling, but the next moment he was stunned, then frowned, and then solemn.

At this time, Master Zhiqi's arm began to roar, it was his deep internal force surging, fighting against the power that erupted from the thirteen fists of the mix, such a powerful force was secretly fighting, making Master Zhiqi's body a little unstable.

"All the heavens and ten thousand Buddhas add my body!" In the end, Master Zhiqi actually recited the scriptures. However, the effect was really great, and I saw that Master Zhiqi's body was shining with Buddha light, and gradually stabilized.

"Break it for me!" It was also at this time that the Thirteen Mixed Fighters roared, lifting the momentum, and the majestic and endless power also broke out at this moment.

"Boom!" sparks erupted from the hands of Master Zhiqi and Mixed Thirteen, and at this moment, Master Zhiqi was actually shocked away by Mixed Thirteen.

"Suck ~" Someone gasped.

"It's so strong! Someone sighed. Master Zhiqi, let the middle-aged man in the nine-fold brocade robe of the day after tomorrow automatically quit, which is naturally powerful, but at this time, it was the little hairy boy who let the mixed thirteen be shocked, which proves that the mixed thirteen is extraordinary.

The Mixed Thirteen was so powerful, which made Master Zhiqi stunned.

"Die!" "Fight Thirteen" When Master Zhiqi was stunned, he punched out again.

"Great Ri Rulai God Hand!" Master Zhiqi hurriedly cast a powerful trick and stretched out one hand. As soon as this big day came out, it was unfathomable, and suddenly, the mixed fight thirteen and one punches were empty, and they actually appeared in the palm of Master Zhiqi's hand, like a speck of dust.

"Good means! This is the means of the supreme realm. Gao!" Master Zhiqi's hand was applauded on the spot.

Master Zhiqi looked at the melee-thirteen in his palm, smiled slightly, and said, "You can't escape from my five-finger mountain!" At this time, the mead-thirteen stood in the palm of Master Zhiqi's hand, at this time, he saw that it was a piece of heaven and earth, and he stood inconspicuously between a piece of heaven and earth, the sky was thousands of high, and the earth was tens of millions of wide.

This made the Mixed Thirteen a little overwhelmed, after all, the Mixed Thirteen had not fought with a powerful monk, and he didn't understand these things, but at this time he was scared.

Mixed Thirteen looked at it and rushed to the sky, but the sky was too high to rush up. Then Mixed Thirteen ran again, but the land was too wide and there was no end.

"It's over!" said Thirteen to himself, helpless. Seeing that the Mixed Fight Thirteen couldn't escape, Master Zhiqi said, "Have you taken it? Hmph!" Beat Thirteen snorted coldly and did not speak.

Thinking about it in the east and thinking about it in the west, after a while, the mixed fight thirteen suddenly remembered that Tang Wenzhuang said that strength is the king's way, in the face of absolute power, one force can break ten thousand laws, and everything will be destroyed in the face of power.

At this time, the mixed fight thirteen or fourteen times to look around, there must be strength and a place to do it. The Quartet was empty, and finally the Mixed Thirteen looked at his feet.

At this moment, he laughed. Suddenly jumped up, and when he fell, he suddenly punched the ground under his feet.

"Bang!" On the battlefield, a dull loud bang sounded, which shook many people's hearts. The punch of the Mixed Thirteen, the power can be described as extremely vast, under one punch, the powerful power poured into the earth, this punch, on the earth, a huge crack spread out with the fist of the Mixed Thirteen as the center, very terrifying.

At this moment, the people in the square were shocked again when they saw Master Zhiqi's hand breaking and blood stopped flowing out.

It was also at this moment that everything disappeared, Master Zhiqi hurriedly withdrew his hand, looking at the troubled Mixed Thirteen, the indescribable shock, the punch just now, the strength of the Mixed Thirteen was indescribable.

Mixed punch Thirteen, it was too amazing, so that everyone was moved, no matter what kind of person existed, they had nothing to say, they were all in shock.

On the battlefield, Master Zhiqi smiled slightly and said, "The little donor is amazing, and Lao Na sighs to himself, and he has been taught." Master Zhiqi said, retreating from the battlefield.

"Old bald head, let's go!" Mixed Fight Thirteen grabbed Master Zhiqi with one hand, picked up his fist and began to smash it.

"Amitabha!" Master Zhiqi did not fight back, and silently recited the Heart Sutra. You must know that now the world is watching, so Master Zhiqi's practice is also for the world to see.

"Poof!" was just three punches, and Master Zhiqi vomited blood.

"Little donor, your demons are too heavy!" A voice sounded, and Master Zhiyi in the Prajna Hall rushed to the battlefield, reached out his hand, grabbed the fist of the Thirteenth Fighter, and said: "Young age, the murderous intent is so heavy, you will definitely enter the demon in the future, it is better to stay in the Little Putuo Temple and get rid of the demons." The mixed fight thirteen kicked Master Zhiqi off the battlefield, and said to Master Zhiyi: "Old bald head, are you here to die? Fighting Thirteen said, he broke free of Master Zhiyi with all his strength, and slammed a punch on Master Zhiyi's chest, which immediately knocked Master Zhiyi into vomiting blood.

This punch, Master Zhiyi deliberately let the mixed fight thirteen dozen, all of this in exchange for more reasons to keep the mixed fight thirteen, and become a member of Buddhism in the future.

When the Mixed Thirteen appeared, this Zhiyi master had the idea of bringing the Mixed Thirteen into the Buddhist sect.

After receiving the thirteen-one punches, Master Zhiyi said: "You have a demon attack, and you are so powerful, you can't let you return to the world, and returning to the world will be a big scourge in the world, so stay in Xiaoputuo Temple." Master Zhiyi said, turned his big hand, used a big trick, and grabbed the mixed thirteen in his hand at once, and after Master Zhiyi spread out his hand, a swastika appeared on the forehead of the mixed thirteen.

At this moment, the power of the mixed thirteen was locked by this swastika, and it could not be used.

"Ah!!" Mixed Fight Thirteen yelled, struggling strongly, but the swastika glowed, tightening tighter and tighter, so that Mixed Thirteen couldn't shoot the strength to say anything, and his head hurt.

At this moment, Master Zhiyi grabbed the fight and went down to the battlefield and said to a monk: "Take him down, and wait for Chen Banshan to cross together." ”......