Chapter 425: Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?

"Of course, when this king first entered the realm of Taoism, he naturally came to you to learn from you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Su Luo got up and blinked.

Yang Jiao gritted his teeth and looked at Su Luo, and said, "King Jin is going to use my Yang as a whetstone!" ”

Su Luo smiled but did not speak, Li Fenghua and the others lowered their heads and laughed.

Yang Jiao understood that Su Luo had come to him to learn from him, and he would fight with him no matter what, if he didn't agree, I was afraid that Su Luo would come up with other moths.

"If this king loses, the secret recipe of the seasoning of 'heaven and earth' will be served with both hands." Su Luo increased the stakes, so that Yang Jiao had no way to refuse.

Yang Jiao weighed it, with the addition of 'heaven and earth' seasonings, the business of Hongye Building will definitely be more prosperous, and Hongye Building will inevitably become the first floor in the world. Hongye Building is his ancestral business, and it is his lifelong belief to carry forward his ancestral industry.

"If I lose, what do I have to pay?" Yang Jiao was dazed by the seasoning of 'heaven and earth', and asked rhetorically.

Su Luo shrugged his shoulders and said, "The division of strength of the masters of the Dao Realm within the Heavenly Court Organization, as well as the characteristics of the exercises practiced by these masters. ”

Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows, it seemed that Su Luo really wanted to find trouble with the Heavenly Court Organization, and this bet was very worthwhile for him regardless of whether he won or lost.

"Good!"

"Happy!" Su Luo gave Yang Jiao a thumbs up.

Yang Jiao got up and made a gesture of please, "Please move to the backyard, the backyard is spacious and easy to discuss." ”

Su Luo arched his hand and said, "So, beg for mercy!" ”

Yang Jiao led Su Luo and his party to the backyard of the Red Leaf Building, the backyard of the Red Leaf Building was only a lonely small building, and the rest was a martial arts arena paved with bluestone.

On both sides of the martial arts arena, there are two rows of weapon racks, and the weapon racks are full of all kinds of weapons. In the center of the martial arts arena stood a three-pointed two-edged knife, the blade of which was snow-white, and the handle was bronze-colored.

"It is rumored that the Manifest Saint True Monarch has a three-pointed and two-edged sword, and this must be the weapon of the Manifest Saint True Monarch."

From afar, Su Luo felt the killing aura on the three-pointed two-edged knife.

Yang Jiao lifted the three-pointed two-edged knife in one hand, and casually slashed a few knife flowers in the air, "His Royal Highness the King of Jin, please!" ”

Yang Jiao took the initiative to ask for battle, Su Luo was naturally not polite, and the deadwood sword was horizontal in front of his chest.

Yang Jiao took the lead in attacking, his whole body was condensed, and the whole person jumped up, and the three-pointed two-edged knife turned in a circle in the air, stabbing straight at Su Luo.

Su Luo stepped on the seven stars and faced Yang Jiao's three-pointed two-edged knife, the deadwood sword had already been unsheathed, and stabbed along the seam of Yang Jiao's three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yang Jiao's eyes lit up, and he praised Su Luo, and his hand continued to move, and the three-pointed two-edged knife drew an arc against Su Luo's deadwood sword, swinging away the deadwood sword. The blade turned into a slash and slashed directly at Su Luo's shoulder.

Su Luo's expression was awe-inspiring, it was rumored that Yang Jiao's three-pointed two-edged knife was infinitely powerful, and after a simple competition of two moves, Su Luo had already felt the pressure.

Unlike the old men at the headquarters of the Shadow Army, Yang Jiaoren is middle-aged, and there is no twilight on his body, but the momentum of his body has reached the peak of his life, and the strength of the three-pointed and two-edged knife is not as bad as Su Luo.

Boom!

The two of them chased after me in the martial arts arena, and they exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant, and the strength of the moves and true qi were not up or down.

Li Fenghua, Han Song, Xiao Thirteen, and the Fourth Taibao were dumbfounded, and the masters of the Dao realm fought each other, far beyond their cognition, both of them were able to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, and they could always intercept the opponent's weapons before they arrived.

"That's amazing! I'm going to be even better than them in the future! Xiao Thirteen's eyes lit up, staring at Su Luo and Yang Jiao without blinking, and his mouth screamed.

Li Fenghua, Han Song and the others did not shout, but their eyes refused to move half a step.

The masters of the Dao realm may only be able to meet once or twice in their lives, and no one wants to miss it.

In the field, Su Luo and Yang Jiao fought dozens of moves, and they couldn't help each other, Su Luo couldn't help but speak: "Yang Jiao, take out your trick and fight it out!" ”

Su Luo could feel that Yang Jiao had not done his best, and there was still something to hide.

Yang Jiao saw Su Luo shouting, and he didn't procrastinate, nodded, and erected a three-pointed two-edged knife, "His Royal Highness the King of Jin asked, Yang Jiao will not be hypocritical!" His Royal Highness the King of Jin has paid attention, and Yang Jiao is going to use a trick below. ”

Boom!

The three-pointed two-edged knife was planted to the ground by Yang Jiao, and there was a muffled sound, Yang Jiao's palms forward, and all his strength gathered on his palms, and a pair of big hands gradually turned into two golden palms.

Su Luo's eyes widened and he blurted out, "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?!" ”

I saw that above Yang Jiao's palms, there was a giant dragon formed by the condensation of two true qi, and it bit Su Luo with a big mouth of blood.

Su Luo can clearly feel the strength of Yang Jiao's palms, the world says that Yang Jiao, the true monarch of the Holy Manifestation, has a three-pointed and two-edged knife that makes it superb, in Su Luo's opinion, Yang Jiao's palm technique is only afraid that it is more than three times stronger than his three-pointed and two-edged knife.

Su Luo didn't dare to be careless, he stood still, holding a sword in one hand and pinching a sword trick in the other, and his true qi gathered on the sword.

A huge cyan lotus flower formed around Su Luo's body, and the lotus flower was a flower bone at the beginning of the lotus period, and it was full in an instant.

The cyan lotus flower flew and swirled with the long sword in Su Luo's hand.

Anyone can feel the tremendous destructive power carried by the cyan lotus.

Xiao Thirteen and the Fourth Taibao and their entourage had already widened their eyes, and they didn't dare to miss the slightest detail. Li Fenghua looked at Su Luo with a worried expression, it was precisely because he could feel the power of Yang Jiao's golden palm and Su Luo's sword end cyan lotus that he knew better how explosive these two moves would be after they collided together.

Boom!

Yang Jiao's golden palm collided with Su Luo's cyan lotus, like water poured into an oil pot, bursting open.

The cyan lotus exploded and turned into one lotus leaf after another, each of which was like a sharp sword, and everything it touched was broken into two knots in a moment.

The giant dragon on the golden palm also exploded, turning into one tiny dragon after another, flexibly shuttling between heaven and earth, and its destructive power was comparable to that of lotus leaves.

The entire martial arts arena trembled under the collision of the two, and then the big bluestone in the martial arts arena was blown to pieces, raising a puff of smoke and dust.

Han Song and the others avoided it, and several people were injured by the big bluestone fragments. Xiao Thirteen and the Fourth Taibao decisively stood in front of Li Fenghua and blocked the flying gravel for Li Fenghua.

"Su Luo?!"

The field was filled with smoke and dust, Li Fenghua couldn't see Su Luo's figure, and couldn't help but shout anxiously.

"Ahem, ahem... I'm fine! Are you all alright? ”

After a long time, Su Luo's voice came from the smoke and dust. (To be continued.) )