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Xiao Wangsun also stroked his palms and laughed: "Today, I learned that the Dragon Shou Gongzi Yu of the Blue Dragon Society is not in vain, the old man has not experienced such a happy battle for thirty years!" ”

In the long laughter, the two had a tacit understanding and once again threw themselves into this all-out struggle.

What makes people even more uncomfortable is that the figures of these two people rise up, and the faster they fight, the faster they sink their shoulders and elbows, and every part of their bodies can be turned into terrible weapons, giving people the feeling of being alone.

Fast!

Too fast!

It's almost so fast that his eyes and thinking can't keep up with the rhythm of the two of them.

In just a moment, at least they have received dozens of moves from each other, their vigor is vigorous, and their momentum is like a huge wave, Xiao Wangsun, as the top master of the same era as Shen Lang, actually forced Su Liu to the point of attacking with defense.

Xiao Feiyu and Qu Wuyi and the others couldn't take their eyes off it, almost didn't want to waste a moment, this level of battle, if they could figure it out carefully, they would be of infinite use to learn a minute and a half.

Suddenly, Su stayed in the air and stepped in the void, like climbing the ladder, his figure moved a few points out of thin air incredibly, only outside the bright yellow palm shadow like an iron wall, turning his palm, with a sleeve, it seemed to be empty but not empty, if there was no palm strength but mixed with some of the phantom demon aura of the Great Heavenly Demon Hand, it was not weird.

The more profound the power of this divine palm, the more terrifying the power that can be exerted, and Su Liu now learned that Shaolin martial arts are really unfathomable. There is also a bit of awe-inspiring respect for such a great power as Bodhidharma.

But this hand of the Buddha's uncertain palm power is not necessarily the power of the Buddha's palm, but it is also mixed with Su Liu's understanding of the magic of the Demon Sect. almost brushed Xiao Wangsun's ribs, and Xiao Wangsun's reaction was really scary. I saw Su Liu's shoulders move, his palms turned over, as if he was an unknown prophet, he had begun to sink his shoulders and shrink his abdomen, and his bright yellow qi rolled, and then he stopped his elbows and snapped. Falling to the ground rapidly, his toes dragging to the ground, he was led back by that unrestrained energy.

It seems to have been forcibly suppressed by Suliu. is at a disadvantage, in fact, with only that little bit of aura, he also leaves himself some room for counterattacks, but some of him is strong. The self-sustaining meaning of the breeze blowing the hills.

Click!

Rao is so. The toes brushed the ground, and they also dragged behind two lines of deep footprints, which were more than ten meters away, and Xiao Wangsun was able to avoid the palm of Su Liu's pursuit.

There was a tingling sensation under the ribs. Of course, this is not the most important, the most terrifying thing is that Su Liu's back palm strength seems to be endless, and suddenly emerges from the void.

Su Liu took the lead, how could he give up easily, and floated up without hesitation. chased straight over, palmed in front of people. The hands seem to be wearing flowers and butterflies, fluttering like flying, chasing and coming.

Xiao Wangsun was in this crisis, but he did not lose the demeanor and bearing of the master of the Emperor Valley, he only had a little respite, took a long breath, and his face was bright and yellow, so he counterattacked.

Seeing this, Xiao Feiyu's heart was almost hanging in her throat, she also knew the secrets of her martial arts, and saw the golden aura on her father's face flickering vigorously, and her momentum instantly climbed to the peak, which was clearly a sign of doing her best.

The two did not fall into a bitter battle, and as soon as the change of momentum was exhausted, they gave up. Falling from the huge pillar, the strength is not known how fierce, the pillar that is more than a foot wide is broken, the figure falls from above, and the ground is separated to both sides, Xiao Wangsun irrepressibly retreats three steps, before he stands firm, Su Liu fell to the ground, his feet took root, and his body did not even shake.

The changes happened too fast, and the two of them had already stopped, each breathing idle, and the winner and defeat were not clear.

Xiao Wangsun didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the martial arts arena, bowed his head slowly, and looked back slightly when he went out, as if he was reminiscing about the three palms that were just opposite, and he couldn't help but sigh and sigh, with a gloomy face.

"I have only made ninety percent of my skills, but I still can't find the depth of the son, this person is terrible, he is really invincible in the world, even if Shen Lang comes back, he may not be the enemy of the son."

Su Liu followed and smiled indifferently: "Xiao Gu's ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunities is even more commendable, in fact, I have also used eighty percent of my true power, and Xiao Gu's strange true qi is only between the two of them." ”

In fact, eighty percent, but no, if you tell the truth, it will only use less than sixty percent of your skills, and the blow to this old man will inevitably be too great. Respect is mutual, since Xiao Wangsun has shown enough respect to Su Liu, Su Liu naturally has to pay him back.

"Why should the son give me the steps, winning is winning, and losing is losing. The old man is old, he is really angry, and a pair of tricks are not easy to use, but his heart is still very transparent. ”

Xiao Wangsun suddenly paused, and a trace of ruddy appeared on his face as bright as gold paper, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood mist dispersed.

Su Liu sighed slightly, his steps paused, and then a gentle True Qi came from his right shoulder, this hand was extremely pure, and it could help him heal his injuries and warm his inner veins.

The people in the martial arts hall had not yet reacted, and they were completely immersed in the battle between the two of them.

Looking at the three palms that are light and cloudy, but it is far from being so simple, Xiao Wangsun and Su Liu's various changes in the understanding of martial arts are only between the changes in the dozens of palms in these three hands.

The first hand is the mutual temptation of the two, Xiao Wangsun's true qi is not lucky to make six or seven points, to the second palm, that is ninety percent of the true qi violently collided, the two are not a life and death situation, can not be killed by death, this is very clear to both of them, so they received a little killing, pure martial arts to resist, to this third palm, it depends on their own control of the true power and the grasp of the timing.

Seeing this, Xiao Feiyu was dizzy, and in addition to worrying in his beautiful eyes, he was also happy and convinced. Only the angry sword Zhan Mengbai, at this time like a dream when he first woke up, his face was pale, a little stunned, he couldn't even say a word, he knew the skill of Yi Suliu, when he was at the mouth of the Valley of the Emperors, he still had a little affection, otherwise not to mention the injury, it was just a snap of his fingers, and that little finger ice pick could kill him.

"Childe's martial arts are seen, and I expect that I have no regrets in this life, but this peerless person should also be worthy of the peerless sword!" Xiao Wangsun said with emotion that he obviously took Su Liu's two requests to heart.

"There are countless famous swords in my Imperial Valley, and outsiders are not exposed, if the prince likes it, he can choose one at will."

Xiao Wangsun squinted at the sunset with infinite sentimentality, as if recalling the three palms in his mind, and Su Liu's face under the sunset showed a magnificent brilliance.

Xiao Feiyu, who followed quietly, suddenly felt a little sour in her nose, and she looked at her father, who was usually and dignified, and was also the famous Emperor Valley Lord in the martial arts.

Only at this time, he looked like an old man, and the almost wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little wrinkled, and he nodded, and was muttering: "Giving birth to a son should be like a child's feather." (To be continued.) )