Hula!

Legs are full of shadows.

One leg went straight to Chen Xixiang's head.

Bang!

The side of Chen Xixiang's head in front of him was exploded by Wang Chuyi's kick!

But at this time, Wang Chuyi heard a cold and faint voice like an explosion in his heart:

"Look for death!"

With this voice.

He kicked it over, and it happened to be one of Chen Xixiang's palms open!

The five fingers are like a net of heaven and earth, and the palm is concave.

Call!!

A cloud of air suddenly collapsed under this palm, and there was a vortex of air, and the air flow was torn and whirred!

"Not good!"

Wang Chu's eyelids jumped violently, and he had already felt Chen Xixiang's terrifying cultivation power just now.

This kick upheld speed and strength, and went straight to Chen Xixiang's head, thinking that even if this junior's cultivation strength might be stronger than him, but with his name as "Iron Foot Immortal", under the speed and power of this kick, if he kicked the brain, even the great master would be useless!

But he didn't expect Chen Xixiang to react so quickly, as if he had eyes around his body, and with a palm poking over, he roared with vigor and grabbed his ankle directly.

If he touched with his strength, he didn't think that it would be the same situation as before, and he was beaten back again.

"You can't bump into him!"

Flash a thought!

The king's robe flipped over, and the whole person was like a carp jumping out of the river, and his waist and abdomen were forced, shaking the spine dragon, and his whole body bounced up.

Hulala~

Under this bullet, the violent force drove the clothes to explode At the same time, he kicked a kick to the top of Chen Xixiang's head, changed direction in an incredible posture, and the whole person twisted in a circle, avoiding the palm that Chen Xixiang grabbed, and immediately withdrew his right foot, and the other kick kicked Chen Xixiang's waist and abdomen with a more violent momentum!

Under this change, the artistic conception of the Big Dipper giant god "Kuixing Kicking Fight" turned into "the country hangs upside down".

Kicked out, no longer kicking, but kicked under Chen Xixiang's body, there is a kind of "kicking over the country" of the magnificent domineering, the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect are all created by Wang Chongyang, both the elephant of the Beidou, and the atmosphere of poetry and books in the world, which can be said to contain the three religions!

Rumble!

This kick changed very quickly, and it had already mentioned Chen Xixiang's robe, and the moment it touched it, it kicked Chen Xixiang's robe in horror!

But when he kicked Chen Xixiang's body in the next second.

"There are fancy moves, the cultivation is too poor, and it is embarrassing."

His eyes lit up indifferently.

Between the lightning and the fire.

Chen Xixiang's body shook back and forth, letting this foot rub his Taoist robe, and he didn't touch him at all!

Then

A palm poked out a fist, and then the five fingers were tightly pinched, bringing a violent explosion in the air like a ghost crying wolf!

Rumble!

One hit the Taiji diagram, and plant it downward!

It hit Wang Chuyi's leg and wrist joints directly.

Click! Click!

Before Wang Chuyi could be shocked by Chen Xixiang's terrifying reaction, the punch had already smashed into his leg joint, and the boundless pain was immediately transmitted to his brain.

Under one punch.

The leg of the Iron-Footed Immortal King was directly smashed from the middle like a knife with a punch and broken into two.

His thighs and calves were separated directly from the knee joints, and blood splattered in an instant, and in a crackling bone explosion, the half of the fallen calf was beaten into mud by the strong wind that followed with a punch before it hit the ground!

"Ah!!h

But it was only at the moment when the king let out a miserable howl.

After Chen Xixiang punched, he stepped on his feet, and then made another progress, and as soon as he made a move, he was stormy and did not relax.

He reached out and grabbed the upper half of Wang Chuyi's thigh with one hand, and grabbed Wang Chuyi's belt with the other hand.

Rumble!

As soon as he stepped forward, his arms and sleeves danced, and his whole body surged down, Chen Xixiang threw it suddenly when he mentioned the king!

The two of them fought to this moment, and the changes in those moves were actually all electric things.

Zhou Zaoxing only saw that Wang Chu kicked the young man one by one, but he was punched by Chen Xixiang and broke his leg, and then carried Wang Chu and threw him out like a chicken.

"The Taoist ...... merciful"

He didn't say a word until he spoke.

Bang!

Wang Chuyi had already been thrown out of his mansion compound and smashed directly on a wall, and the terrifying strength and Taoist body smashed down a wall!

One more moment.

The masonry and earth fog rose violently, and after Wang Chu smashed through a wall, he held up a long trail of blood on the ground, clutching his chest and vomiting blood frantically.

With the strong physical fitness of the innate master, even with such a serious injury, he has not passed out.

Yuyang Zhenren, who was lying in the mist and rubble, had a face of defeat and despair, and only the words of Chen Xixiang just now echoed in his mind.

"There are fancy moves, the cultivation is insufficient, and the ...... is embarrassing"

As one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, Yuyang Zhenren was actually broken by a young man, and he was not enough to cultivate by Leng Qi, which was embarrassing!

In an instant, such a defeat turned into boundless humiliation and shame and devoured Wang Chuyi's heart, making him more uncomfortable than death.

And a few people in the courtyard who witnessed the complete process of this battle.

Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao were both dumbfounded.

Zhan Zhao's face was shocked, and he was shocked by the fierce and ferocious strength that this young Taoist showed after he made his move.

One of the seven sons of the dignified Quanzhen.

The second-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect of the Daomen of the world, Yuyangzi, who was given the title of "real person" by the imperial court,

In less than a breath or two of fighting, he was broken by a young man who looked to be less than seventeen or eighteen years old!

Zhou Zaoxing was simply surprised and delighted at this time.

Both shocked and frightened that Chen Xixiang's shot was so ferocious, but because of the terrifying strength displayed by Chen Xixiang, he shouted in his heart, "I really met a 'real person' this time."

Yuyang Zhenren Wang is a real person, but he was taught by Chen Xixiang to look like this, so Chen Xixiang is obviously the same "real person" level as him, and even his strength far exceeds that of an ordinary innate grandmaster like Wang Chuyi.

There is such a person to help him guard Luoyang, prevent those martial arts people from making trouble and making trouble, and protect the knife.

What else is he worried about.

And then saw the miserable appearance of Yuyangzi's broken leg more than ten zhang away in the distance.

There was more pity in Zhou Zaoxing's eyes, but more disgust, and he couldn't help but say coldly.

"You are such a real person, originally came to protect the town, and the government is also courteous to you, but you don't agree with each other and shoot at another person in your Daomen, obviously Xixiang Zhenren has already said the truth, even if you don't believe it, you should also collect evidence from many parties, and then come to confront it, but you are just biased and biased towards your own sect, and you don't even listen to Xixiang Zhenren if you don't distinguish between right and wrong."

"Now that I've come to this point, I'm really asking for my own trouble."

Zhou Fuyin's words spread in the courtyard and flowed into the ears of Wang, who was covered in blood and had a broken leg.

Su Dongpo and Bao Zheng also sighed.

These two people are the ultimate literati, naturally intelligent and wise, and they have seen everything just now, and they know that Wang Chuyi is not really a heinous person, but just because they are too "stubborn", and they have an innate "instinct to defend" the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect, they can't bear the slightest stain on the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect to be pointed out.

What's more, he is a "junior" in his eyes.

That's the end of it.

Hearing these words of Zhou Fuyin, Wang Chu's face changed pale, he laughed miserably, raised his voice and howled, and said:

"Good! Good! Good! ”

He turned to the ground with his hands and tried to get up, his eyes staring at Chen Xixiang from a distance of more than ten feet:

"But even so, my Quanzhen Sect is not an insult to you, I was defeated by your junior, I am poor and not proficient in learning, and I am ashamed of my teacher, it does not mean that my Quanzhen Sect is as unbearable as you say, you have the ability to kill me!"

When Chen Xixiang heard this, his eyes were cold:

"Obsessed, give you a ride!"

In a word.

As soon as he stepped out, he wanted to make the old Taoist priest fulfill his wish.

But right now.

Phew! Whew!

Suddenly, there was a violent buzz in the air!

Dozens of invisible qi bolted towards Chen Xi like a rainstorm sword, cutting the air through the layers!

This is......

Invisible sword energy!

Before these sword qi hit, Chen Xixiang had already had a sense of crisis in his heart, and then in an instant, he was stepping under his feet.

One after another, the invisible qi swords passed by Chen Xixiang!

Chen Xi hunted like a robe and avoided many periods, then raised his head instantly, and a pair of eyes shot like lightning towards a figure running down the wall.

At the same time as the figure emitted a sword aura, he jumped in from outside the courtyard wall, grabbed Wang Chuyi, who had broken his leg, and then jumped onto the roof of the Zhou Mansion, looking down from above.

"Dali Duan's One Yang Finger!"

Zhan Zhao immediately blurted out when those invisible qi swords shot at Chen Xixiang, and then his face was cold, and he drew his sword and pointed at the person on the roof:

"Bold fanatics, who are you who dare to trespass on Fu Yin's mansion?"

Chen Xixiang had already seen the figure of the person on the roof clearly.

Dressed in white, tall and tall, holding a paper fan in his hand and shaking it gently, his temperament is as rich as jade, and he is a white-clothed boy who dresses up for scholars.

After the white-clothed man rescued Wang Chuyi from the ground, his face was like a jade and he smiled lightly, and bowed to Chen Xixiang:

"In the lower Dali Duan Yulou, this Chongyang Immortal, the master of the royal Taoist, has a good relationship with my Dali country, of course the Yulou can't see death without saving, and I ask the Taoist to forgive me."

Dali Duan.

Duan Yu's descendants?

Chen Xixiang stood in the courtyard, his eyes fluctuated a little, and then smiled indifferently:

"I guess you wouldn't have appeared in the Mansion Yin Mansion so coincidentally just to save this old Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect, and you should have come for Lord Zhou's thick-backed knife."

In a word.

Break the purpose of the person.

Zhou Zaoxing's complexion immediately changed.

Since the news of the thick-backed knife was released by Qin Mengyao, although there were also a number of small thieves who would come to the vicinity of the mansion to investigate, they didn't dare to come in.

Someone finally came in today.

Or a member of the Dali royal family!

After Duan Yulou heard Chen Xixiang's voice, he couldn't help but smile slightly, shook the paper fan lightly, and did not hide his intentions, and said:

"Originally, this mansion was suppressed by the head of the Wang Division, and because of the relationship between my Dali and the Quanzhen Sect, he was always unwilling to conflict with Wang Zhenren, so he had to watch from the vicinity first, until he saw Wang Zhenren being injured by you, and he had to kill him, so he had to take action."

After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Chuyi, who was pale and ashamed, and sighed and comforted:

"Real people don't have to be like this, I heard that the Danyang real people and Changchun real people of your faction have already gone down the mountain to look for you, and they have lost a game here today, and they will be found again in the future, people in the martial arts, how can they be undefeated."

As soon as Wang Chu heard that his senior brother had actually gone down the mountain, he couldn't help but feel a bright light rise in his heart, and then his expression was gloomy, he had greatly lost the face of his master and sect today, what face did he have to see again......

Just when Duan Yulou was about to continue to say something.

Suddenly, in the courtyard below.

Chen Xixiang took his hand and then fluttered.

He looked at the conversation between the two people on the roof, and couldn't help but laugh:

"Poor Dao was invited by the government Yin to come to this mansion to protect the knife, and since you are a person from Liang Shangzhong who came to steal the knife, you dare to chat here when you see Poor Dao and don't know how to run away."

In a word,

Chen Xixiang looked cold, and shouted towards the roof:

"Liang Shang rats, don't roll down the poor road!!"

This one drinks!

It's like thunder out of the mountains, earth-shattering!

The sound waves oscillated, and there were faint circles of ripples centered on Chen Xixiang, radiating out in all directions!

Bang! Bang bang! Bang! Bang bang!

In all directions, the sand and gravel are shaken, and the earth fog is flying!

Within a radius of dozens of zhang, it was like a god shouting, the sky shook, and all spirits trembled.

Bang~~

The roof tiles under Duan Yulou and Wang Chu's feet moved!

Under Chen Xixiang's drink, there is a danger that the entire roof will collapse!

"Not good!"

Duan Yulou's complexion changed greatly, and he felt that the blood in his body was shaken by a drink, coupled with the violent shaking of the roof under his feet, the two of them immediately became unstable and fell down directly!