Bang bang bang......

In the blink of an eye, Chen Shan and Mo Shanhe had already exchanged several moves.

Chen Mountain, Seven Holes Smoke Realm.

It goes without saying that he refined the seven paths of yin and yang qi.

Although it is the Seven Realms, it is a head stronger than the Nine Grades of Glory of the Ancient Martial Dao.

Liu Zhengrong had already seen through the reality of Moshanhe, otherwise, he would not have sent Chen Shan.

In this battle, Mo Shanhe is impossible to win, at most there will be a draw.

However, there may be some price to pay.

Rumble......

The two palms are surging, and although the main room of the inner hall is wide, the impact is strong.

The house was shaken and shaken, and sharp breaths crisscrossed it.

This battle is really gorgeous, but it is also an opponent.

"Old guy, I underestimate you, your kung fu is really solid!"

Chen Shan scolded angrily, his two palms turned into claws, and the seven yin and yang qi flowed infinitely.

Above the claws, there was a thunderbolt lightning, but it was also the light of magic.

He struck a blow through the air, and it was eerie.

Mo Shanhe condensed the aura of glory, poured it into his fist, burst into a roar, and rushed straight away.

Burst......

Click......

Boom......

Chen Shan's pubic claws tore through Mo Shanhe's chest and clothes, clicked into his body, blood splashed everywhere, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

However, Mo Shanhe's bursting fist slammed directly into Chen Shan's abdomen, and a punch swung out the Nine Grades of Glory and Domineering, blasting Chen Shan straight to the corner.

Mo Shanhe clenched his teeth and swallowed the blood rushing up, his face turned pale for a moment.

Looking at Chen Shan again, he stood up against the root of the wall, and was about to step forward to hammer Mo Shanhe to death, but his pace was unbearable, so he could only retreat and resist the root of the wall to support his face.

"I injured you in the Seven Holes Smoke Realm, and the Nine Glory Realm, the Nine has never beaten the Seven, and you have already lost."

"The port city of Moshanhe, but Er'er!"

Chen Shan stretched out his thumb and wiped his nose, beaming proudly.

In fact, this contest is not a systematic way of cultivation.

To be fair, chess comes to a draw with the opponent.

To put it harshly, it should be regarded as a win for Mo Shanhe.

Because, the Seven Holes of the Yin and Yang Dao Smoke Realm is originally stronger than the Nine Rank Glory Realm of the Ancient Martial Dao.

In this martial arts world, someone has already verified the comparison of the strength of the monks under the two systems.

The realm of the Yin-Yang Dao monk is defined by condensing a few breaths.

The one, two, or three breaths of the introductory are not mentioned.

What a smile is captivating, two bright moons, and three yang Kaitai.

Starting from four, the four breaths correspond to the attack realm from all sides.

Colorful, six contract winds, seven holes of smoke, eight sides of the circle, nine days of the moon.

Further up, the ten mansions are complete, and the nine qi are all in one, corresponding to the grandmaster realm, which is already the same as the ancient martial arts.

Although numerically, they are all defined by one to nine pins.

However, the Yin-Yang Dao monks could already penetrate simple techniques from attacking from all sides.

Therefore, under the Grandmaster, the Yin Yang Dao Monk's magic attack was stronger than that of the Ancient Martial Dao Monk.

It's a myth that magical damage is more lethal than physical damage.

The simplest example.

Chen Shan of the Seven Holes Smoke Realm played against Mo Shanhe of the Nine Grades Glory Realm, with the help of the thunderbolt lightning spell attack, which was like playing a game.

He is a RMB player, and Mo Shanhe is just a civilian player.

The reason is simple, and all monks understand it.

However, in reality, the Yin-Yang Dao monks just don't pick it out, and they are always proud of it.

Such as Liu Zhengrong at this moment.

He put a smug look on his face, pointed at Mo Shanhe, and said to Qin Chuge: "Your friend lost, how do you feel?" ”

"My Liu family, the most important thing is the Yin Yang Dao monk."

"Come, I'll introduce you to a few and open your eyes."

"By the way, I also want to know, how did you cut me."

Liu Zhengrong began to show off his master of hoarding in the willow house.

"That Chen Shan just now, I won't mention it much, the Seven Holes Smoke Realm."

"Fang Mo, Fan Kang, Yue Hongchang, you are out of the ranks."

"You tell this Mr. Qin Chuge who is going to cut me what your respective skills are, and ask him for advice."

"Let's not bully more or less, just one-on-one!"

"Hahaha......"

Liu Zhengrong smiled.

The words are not bullied by more, but they are set up in a wheel array.

Previously, it was also said that the Liu family was lenient in charity and not resentful in things.

His shameless face at this moment, if Liu Jiawen is still alive, it is estimated that he should spit on his face of.

"Master Liu, have you forgotten our second young man?"

The Han family's two young people, Jin Liang and Cui Fan stood up.

Since it is a wheel array, the two young people of the Han family's mansion will definitely not be absent.

So, next, the five Yin-Yang Dao monks stood in a row.

"Jin Liang, the six contract winds of the Yin and Yang Dao Realm, and the cultivation of ancient martial arts, ranking fiftieth on the Fenghua List!" Jin Liang took the lead in revealing his identity.

The other four were reported in turn.

Cui Fan, who refines the Yin and Yang Dao, is also a six-contract style, ranking forty-ninth on the Fenghua list.

Fang Mo, the seven-hole smoke realm, ranked forty-eighth on the Fenghua list.

Fan Kang, eight-sided circle through the realm, ranked 40th on the Fenghua list.

Yue Hongchang is also an eight-sided circle realm, ranking 39th on the Fenghua list.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, even if the Little Heaven Rank Grandmaster stood up, it would be impossible to say that he would win these five people 100 percent.

There are five of them, and they are in their prime, although they rank low on the Fenghua list.

However, the new Fenghua Contest is about to begin.

They have been dormant for a year, and their skills have grown greatly, and in the Fenghua Contest on the 10th of next month, they will be able to improve their current ranking by several places.

In the future career of a monk, the future is limitless, and it is very likely to be on the star-picking list, overlooking all living beings.

It is not only in its prime, but also young and vigorous.

Among their peers, they have never taken any of their peers seriously.

Then, Qin Chuge in front of him, in their eyes, has become a dead man.

"In my opinion, a few senior brothers don't need to make a move, I, Jin Liang, try to beat him to death! Hahaha......"

Jin Liang laughed and took a step forward.

In the main room of the inner hall, the hall laughed.

Yao Fan, who was beside Qin Chuge, frowned, and the hand holding the desert qilin was full of sweat.

Although the power of firearms is strong, in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Dao monks, it is not a threatening weapon.

They can even ignore the short-term weapon.

However, for Yao Fan, the most lethal thing is that there are not many firearms in the desert qilin.

Counting the four firearms fired in the Chunfeng Teahouse, plus the two shots that Qin Chuge picked up just now.

There are only three firearms left in the short weapon!

Even if it is finished in one go, it is impossible to put down all five people on the opposite side.

Moreover, there is also a nine-day moon realm of Liu Zhengrong pressing the formation.

At the moment of changing the firearm box, Yao Fan could assert that even Jin Liang of the five people opposite had the possibility of killing him.

For a while, Yao Fan was anxious.

Qin Chuge shook his coat and stood up indifferently.

Then, he walked towards the Moshan River, which was paralyzed on the ground.

A few steps away, in the blink of an eye.

The moment Qin Chuge stretched out his hand to grab Mo Shanhe's arm, he shook it in his palm and sent it out domineeringly.

Mo Shanhe was stunned, his pale face was relieved in an instant, and his skin color was recovering at a speed that was considerable to the naked eye.

"Thank you, little friend!" Mo Shanhe hurriedly thanked him.

"We'll talk about it later, I'll deal with something first, Mo Lao, please wait."

Qin Chuge arched his hand at Mo Shanhe, and then instructed Yao Fan to take care of Mo Lao.

Turning around, he walked towards the place where Jin Liang and the five people were standing.

Qin Chuge's left hand was behind his back, his right hand was slightly raised, and his palm was half clenched.

As he walked, the inside of his palm began to glow.

At the same time, wisps of breath rose from his back, like a flame, constantly steaming.

One, two, three......

One step at a time.

Someone began to count them.

Qin Chuge and Jin Liang were the first to meet.

And in the palm of his hand and behind his back, seven colored lights have already appeared.

"You, Six Contract Wind Realm?"

"Come, count how many are behind me?"

Qin Chuge put his left hand behind his back, and raised his right hand, but he held up a round rainbow.

Seven colored lights, gorgeous and dazzling, like a dream!

Jin Liang, who was laughing a few seconds ago, couldn't laugh anymore at this moment.