The altar of the Nine Palaces was broken, and Zhengjue lost face, and when he saw Huang Shaohong rushing in the middle of the coffin, he immediately shouted: "The lifeless old mother gave the disciple a golden body to protect the Dharma, invulnerable, subduing demons and subduing demons, watch me send you down the altar!" ”

After speaking, he stood on the two disciples, raised his legs and kicked violently into the sky, wanting to take advantage of Huang Shaohong's inconvenience in mid-air and kick him down.

Huang Shaohong relied on this body, and he was not afraid of anyone compared to the leg method, and immediately stretched his body in the air, and also kicked out: "Your altar is long gone, let everyone see who is the demon!" ”

This Jiugong real person is a hard worker, and he also has a thousand catties of strength on his feet, and the two of them each kicked each other in the air, and they made a loud 'bang'.

Both of them felt a strong force coming from each other's legs.

Jiugong Zhenren's feet were weak, and his body actually sank a foot, it turned out that although he resisted the strength on Huang Shaohong's legs, the White Lotus disciples under him couldn't bear it, and under the difficulty, he half-knelt on the ground, so he didn't fall.

Huang Shaohong used the power of this foot to perform the body of the White Crane Fist, just like the crane dance for nine days, the body rotated and flew away, and then jumped more than two meters high, and when it fell, he slashed down with one by one, and the iron legs were like knives and axes, and he slashed down towards the real people of the Nine Palaces.

This kick came extremely fast, like lightning, so that the Jiugong Zhenren, who had just stabilized his figure, didn't even have a chance to dodge, so he could only cross his hands and lift up, wanting to support Huang Shaohong's kick.

'Bang' Huang Shaohong's kick undoubtedly revealed the strength of the Southern Fist Grandmaster, and the power of Qianjun suddenly burst out on this kick, and even the Jiugong Zhenren who cultivated hard skills felt that his arms were about to be broken, not to mention the two White Lotus disciples who were holding him below.

With two sounds, the two White Lotus disciples went from half-kneeling to kneeling full-kneeling, and even then their bodies couldn't support it, and they were pressed forward by the huge force from top to bottom.

Jiugong Zhenren finally couldn't stand and rolled and fell to the ground, although it dissolved the power on Huang Shaohong's legs, but it was also knocked down the so-called altar, and the words of protecting the golden body and subduing demons and eliminating demons all became jokes.

"I'll fight with you!" Jiugong was annoyed and angry, stomped his feet, and pounced on Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong was waiting for this opportunity to go head-to-head with the real people of the Nine Palaces, and immediately said to Yan Zhendong on the side: "Old Yan help me sweep the formation, I will win or lose with this god stick today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the real person of Jiugong had already arrived in front of him, and the two of them were fighting together quickly.

Yan Zhendong shook his head, he could see that the number of roads of Jiugong Zhenren was about the same as him, and he should also practice hard skills, but this hard skill didn't seem to be at home, and it would definitely not be Huang Shaohong's opponent, he didn't know why Huang Shaohong wanted to fight with this thing.

Although he was puzzled, he still responded and began to clear the field, some of the White Lotus disciples who wanted to come over to help the real people of the Nine Palaces were all broken by his three punches and two feet, and he was the only one who was there, so those White Lotus disciples did not dare to act rashly.

Huang Shaohong is far from being as easy as Yan Zhendong imagined for the real people of the Nine Palaces, he is not the body deity, he has only been learning boxing for a few months, and it is inevitable that he will be jerky in his use.

In addition, although the hard skills of this Jiugong real person are not at home, but the Shaolin boxing is extremely pure, and the boxing attainments are not much worse than him, so the two of them actually played a chess game in a short period of time to meet their opponents.

Yan Zhendong really wanted to shout at Huang Shaohong: "Where are you lying on the ground?" ”

Besides, Jiugong Zhenren couldn't take advantage of his fists and feet, so he wanted to interfere with Huang Shaohong in words, and immediately mocked:

"Southern Boxing Grandmaster Huang Feihong's kung fu is nothing more than that!"

Huang Shaohong was not angry at all, and said sarcastically: "I only learned today that the White Lotus Sect Master uses the Shaolin boxing method!" ”

The real people of the Nine Palaces attacked more and more fiercely, but they replied: "Our White Lotus Sect purifies all living beings, and mortals can join the sect, why don't you worship Huang Feihong and worship my White Lotus Mountain Gate, how about respecting the childless old mother?" ”

Huang Shaohong laughed: "I am the real body of Emperor Xuanwu in the world, and I am afraid that my altar will collapse and shatter your statue when I enter your mountain gate!" ”

The two were fighting, but their fists and feet were not slow at all, and they greeted each other like a storm.

Gradually, the advantages of Huang Shaohong's body began to appear, and the Jiugong Zhenren's fist and foot kung fu was worse than him after all, and he was hit by two punches in succession, and he was pressed down, these two punches were extremely fierce, if it weren't for his hard work to protect his body, I am afraid he would be beaten and vomit blood.

Jiugong Zhenren knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly shouted: "The lifeless old mother gave me magical powers, and I will kill you!" ”

After speaking, his hand swept around his waist, and the three steel nails were already buckled in his hand, and he used a hidden weapon technique to shoot three steel needles towards Huang Shaohong, attacking his eyes and heart respectively.

"Despicable!" Fortunately, Huang Shaohong had practiced the kung fu of 'red carp, green carp and donkey', and reacted very quickly to emergencies, knowing that he was too late to dodge, he took two steps back at the same time, swept up the hem of his coat, and swept three steel needles to the ground.

In this way, the previous advantage in fists and feet was suddenly gone, and after Jiugong Zhenren shot the steel needle, he seized the opportunity to attack fiercely and immediately seized the upper hand.

Jiugong's goods are cheap and obedient, and he sneered: "Huang Feihong is nothing more than that, what about your shadowless feet, isn't it known as invincible?" Why don't you have to come out? ”

While Huang Shaohong was responding to his attack, his eyes suddenly froze, and he looked behind Jiugong Zhenren, and said in surprise: "Chaotianguan is on fire!" ”

That Chaotian View is the main altar of the White Lotus Sect in the provincial capital, and it is the lair of the true people of the Nine Palaces, which is very important to the Nine Palaces, he subconsciously looked back, and as a result, he reacted halfway back to the head, how far away from the Chaotian Temple is here, how can the other party see it!

It's a pity that it was too late for Jiugong to react, and he heard Huang Shaohong shout softly: "Foshan has no shadow feet!" ”

Immediately after that, Jiugong Zhenren, who turned around, felt that someone had kicked seventeen or eighteen feet in his chest, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Unwilling to fail, the real person of the Nine Palaces ignored the blood spurt and shouted softly: "Golden bell jar!" ”

took a sharp breath and stiffened Huang Shaohong's last move, although the person was kicked and flew out, but fell to the ground and fluttered, half-kneeling up, holding his chest with his hands, it seems that he has no ability to fight again.

"Despicable!" Jiugong Zhenren wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said coldly.

Huang Shaohong pointed to the three steel nails on the ground: "Each other, each other!" ”

At this time, the surrounding White Lotus Sect disciples all pinched the Dharma seal, and at the same time pointed to the real people of the Nine Palaces, and there were words in their mouths: "Divine Skill Protector, Divine Skill Protector!" ”

Jiugong Zhenren didn't want to fight anymore, but at this time, if he retreated, he would inevitably lose his prestige among the sect, his eyes showed a fierce look, and he suddenly said: "Fists and feet are tied, let's compare weapons!" ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand: "Here comes the knife!" Immediately, a White Lotus disciple threw out the steel knife in his hand, and was copied in his hand by Jiugong, first practiced a few dazzling knife techniques, pulled out the sword flower martial arts, and the end was dizzying, and there was a sound of applause.

"Huang Feihong, look at the knife!" As he spoke, he strode forward.

"Feihong!"

"Master!"

Aunt Thirteen and Liang Kuan were taken aback when they saw that Huang Shaohong was still and did not go to get the weapon.

The corners of Huang Shaohong's mouth twitched: "Is it more than a weapon?" I liked it the most! So saying, he drew a half-man-high bow from under the hem of his coat with his left hand, and drew another arrow from his right hand, and shot it with his bow.

The people around were stunned, did they hide a bow in their crotch? How did he hide such a big bow, it seems that he split it when he was fighting with someone just now.