Li Xiuren stepped out, and his fist fell again, but this time he was blocked by Cheng Hui with his arms crossed, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Cheng Hui's realm is lower than that of the two daughters of the Weibo faction, and his own realm is one level higher than that time, but even so, he did not easily win Cheng Hui.

This criticism is quite a bit level, more than a step stronger than the two daughters of the Weibo faction.

"Ke Jie, are you crazy, dare to do it in Luo Tiancheng?" Liang Yuan raised his eyebrows and reprimanded angrily.

"Keep your dog's eyes open and see clearly, it's not me who is doing it.

Besides, sooner or later, they will have to face each other in the secret realm, wouldn't it be better to divide the winners and losers here first? ”

Ke Jie didn't think so, smacking his lips, the little junior brother's temper was still so hot, and he couldn't stand the slightest grievance.

"That's really good!"

Liang Yuan gritted his teeth, withdrew from a distance, left the battlefield to the two small ones, and said to Ke Jie: "Don't come up with a trick to help your apprentice."

I'm staring at you! ”

This is the advantage of being a disciple of a top sect, if Li Xiuren is a casual cultivator, Liang Yuan will have to bully the big and the small to "eliminate the demon and defend the way".

The top sect disciples can basically get it when they walk the rivers and lakes, and the relatively fair competitive environment is rarely besieged in front of people.

The fight started, and the people of the Flying Immortal Sect and the rookie Cheng Hui of the Hengwu Sect fought.

The streets were suddenly filled with people, and the monks stood in an airtight airtight atmosphere, watching the two little ones fight.

"How did you get into a fight?" A passerby asked.

"When did you have the illusion that you won't fight?"

"The young man is strong in blood, and he is the pride of heaven sought after by tens of thousands of people in his respective sects, and naturally no one will accept anyone after they meet.

It's normal to fight when we don't agree with each other, and when we were just starting out, wasn't it the same, all the way to the current realm? ”

The audience, in addition to the Buddha cultivators, the immortals and demons don't think that young people are too forbearing, which is a good thing.

That's not called a young man, that's called no edges and corners and no heart, you have to do it, the truth is in the fist!

In the inns and restaurants along the street, the windows were also pushed open, and from time to time some people cast their eyes on the two small ones fighting in the street.

In a fine chamber, a female monk dressed in scarlet half-body armor, with a concave and convex figure, and a beautiful face, but not pretentious, but full of heroic spirit, looked downstairs with one hand on her cheek.

After a long time, he said lazily: "Uncle Jiu, this is the fourth day that we have come to Luo Tiancheng, and we finally have a temper." ”

The young man known as Uncle Nine watched the battle with melon seeds and complained: "I don't know who made the first move."

Those little ghosts a few days ago really vomited me, and they didn't do anything after forcing a few words, saying that the overall situation is important.

There is a fart of the big picture, do you really think that the little doll can have a few fights, how much impact can it have?

In the final analysis, there is no heart, humming and chirping, not refreshing at all, unlike us Northlanders! ”

The armored monk looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Uncle Nine, do you think which of the two of them can win?" ”

Uncle Nine narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he said, "Liang Maf's junior brother has a greater chance of winning.

His junior brother's combat power is not low, and he is nine out of ten on the Tianjiao list.

Although Hengwu Sect is not as good as Feixianmen, it can be regarded as a big force, and his junior disciple is in the late stage of Lingtai, and his cultivation is more than a step higher.

On the other hand, the kid brought by Ke Jie is too different in realm.

Even if he is more talented, it will be difficult to win. ”

In the long street, the battle between Li Xiuren and Liang Yuan has entered a white-hot stage.

Li Xiuren's fist was like a dragon, his blood was surging, and in the eight fists of the turtle king, he took away a trace of inexplicable breath, which was on par with Cheng Hui.

That's right, Li Xiuren stole Xiyue Xixi, deliberately imitated the Tianyuan Female Fist they used, and integrated it into his Turtle King Eight Fists.

One is the eight-level boxing method that is claimed to have no rules and cannot be broken, and the other is the street brawl that is really blind and does not enter the flow boxing method.

It is calculated to complement each other, at least the improved Turtle King Eight Fists are no longer non-flow boxing methods, and they are barely counted as a transfer boxing method.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Li Xiuren shouted angrily, picked up the youth version of Tianyuan Men's Boxing, and hammered Cheng Hui at the door.

How can you not hit someone in the face?

Cheng Hui also punched out, and after repelling Li Xiuren, his mood became more and more impatient, and his face gradually became a little unbearable.

In the late and middle stages, they are still evenly matched until now, what face can they have?

Every genius who is challenged by people across borders will have some blow to their confidence.

Liang Yuan's face was displeased, and his face was crackling.

kept saying that he wanted to take care of others after entering the secret realm, but now he is fighting, and he didn't take the slightest advantage, and he was still beaten across the realm.

At this time, if you don't fall into the ground, are you worthy of the kindness of people who personally handed over their faces?

Ke Jie teased: "Liang Yuan, hurry up and let your junior brother admit defeat, my junior brother hasn't shown his real skills yet."

If you continue to fight, when my little junior brother's patience runs out, I'm afraid I won't save face for your junior brother. ”

Liang Yuan frowned slightly, not Ke Jie's apprentice, but the true disciple that Yu Yazi accepted three years ago?

In three years, I broke through to the middle stage of the Lingtai Realm and continued to grow, I am afraid that I will hit the top ten level of the Tianjiao List.

Since he is a genius, he must win, and he will not have a chance to win in the future.

Liang Yuan reprimanded angrily: "Cheng Hui, don't hide it, when are you going to fight?"

Get rid of this kid in one go! ”

Cheng Hui is almost about to spurt out a mouthful of blood, when the will I keep my hands?

Senior brother, you can't use your brain to think about it, in the late and middle stages, and in this situation, I definitely want to win more than you.

was milked, in order to prove that he didn't keep his hand, Cheng Hui could only grit his teeth, sell twelve points of strength, and the offensive was a little more aggressive.

In the fight, pay attention to a rhythm, not the stronger the offensive, the better, Cheng Hui's fighting rhythm was broken by Liang Yuan's poisonous milk.

There were fluctuations in the rhythm on the opposite side, and Li Xiuren naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and the youth version of Tianyuan Men's Boxing continued to blast out, suppressing Cheng Hui strongly.

The more he was suppressed, the more impatient Cheng Hui became, and the rhythm became more and more fragmented.

Li Xiuren smashed down one punch after another, breaking through the defense and landing on Cheng Hui's chest and face, beating him back and forth.

"Poof!"

Cheng Hui spurted out a mouthful of blood, and after punching out with anger, not only did he not touch the corner of Li Xiuren's clothes, but he was punched again, and his eyes were smashed black.

This kid is not authentic! How can anyone slap someone in the face?

"This is the last punch."

The fighting spirit rushed to Xiaohan, and Li Xiuren knocked Cheng Hui back a few feet away with one punch, like a broken sack, and he couldn't get up again.

"Boy, dare!"

The junior brother was paralyzed, and Liang Yuan couldn't hold it anymore, and he was about to suppress Li Xiuren with anger.

"Worry-free!"

Ke Jie sealed with both hands, threw out the first seal of the "Ten Tribulation Seal Method", and smashed it on Liang Yuan's body, smashing him to a stumbling side.

Don't forget to fall into the well, and said with a smile: "Who said just now that you were afraid that I would make a secret move?"

Why, now that the little one can't win, you're going to personally suppress my junior brother?

Then it is reasonable for me to go back to the mountain and ask the master to take action and raise my sword to kill your Hengwu Sect, right? ”