Ling Daomian is as strong as a dragon, and his speed and eyesight are the best in the world.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

After repelling the little sword, Ling Daomian stepped three meters and approached Xuanwu Zhenren.

But Xuanwu Zhenren still has a sword in his hand.

"Tai Chi Circle!"

Ling Daomian felt that his sword momentum was inexplicably guided, and he was three points weaker.

There was a sigh in the audience, but I didn't expect Xuanwu Zhenren's swordsmanship to reach this realm, and he could meet the first person in the world in a short period of time.

A small sword struck from behind, and Ling Daomian had to retract his sword momentum slightly, and the two reached a stalemate.

Zhang Zhi carefully analyzed the melee combat of the two people, and slowly realized from the swordsmanship of Xuanwu Zhenren, but he didn't gain much.

Meng Long became a supporting role at the moment and stepped aside.

Ling Daomian's sword became more and more fierce and domineering, and after a few hundred rounds, Xuanwu Zhenren's physical weakness was exposed, and he gradually retreated.

"Steel can't last long, real people use Tai Chi to consume the opponent, Ling Dao barely has a physical advantage, it seems that the two are evenly matched!" Chen Xi put forward his own views.

Zhang Zhi also nodded, it seems that he underestimated Xuanwu Zhenren, this person's physical ability is not low, but unfortunately he doesn't know his real name, otherwise there should be a name on the list.

The two fought for half an hour, killing I don't know how many back and forth, Haixu Daoren really couldn't stand it, and stood up to play a round and said: "Xuanwu Daoyou, Ling Daoyou, the two have been fighting for so long, seeing that the sky is already getting dark, let's leave the time to the next process, it's better to do this, let the old Dao do this peacemaker, and the two of them will put down their weapons." Of course, regarding the matter of Teng Long Dao, since Meng Long lost, then he should return Teng Long Dao Dao to Ling Daoyou, how about this matter Lao Dao also did this? ”

Xuanwu Zhenrenba had to fight again, and immediately said: "Originally, Ling Daoyou and I shouldn't fight, what does Ling Daoyou want, if Ling Daoyou agrees, then add a chair to the rostrum, so that we are not alone!" ”

When he said this, it was tantamount to agreeing with Ling Daomian's peer status, and there was a sigh in the audience.

"Okay, I'm also a little tired, take a little rest, just sit down and take a look, but Meng Long's matter, I have to settle it with him another day."

Soon, someone lifted a Taishi chair, and there was an extra chair on the rostrum, turning into the four giants.

"Okay, Ling Daoyou has such strength, he should preach and preach the scriptures for all Daoists, but in view of the running out of time, we will continue the process."

Xuanwu Zhenren announced that he would continue, and Meng Long reluctantly handed over Teng Long's sword, but he suddenly thought that there was still a sword, so Guo Qiangdong was sent to the martial arts stage again.

Zhang Zhi didn't expect that he would inevitably have to face it.

"I wanted to watch the trick in a low-key manner, but if someone is looking for death, then there is no way, if I make a move, then I will not be too lazy to sign a life and death certificate with you!"

Faced with Guo Qiangdong's slander on stage, Zhang Zhi got up and walked to the stage.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is the Xuanku monk of the Red Lantern Temple, a small Red Lantern Temple, who dares to steal the treasures of my Raptors Martial Arts School."

Zhang Zhi walked unhurriedly to the martial arts stage, and many people below looked at the back of the little monk and expressed sympathy.

But there are also some people who don't know what to say.

"Red Lantern Temple? It should be the small temple in Han City, this is miserable, there is no backstage, no strength, the Raptors Martial Arts School only needs to move their fingers, and the Red Lantern Temple will be wiped out. ”

"It's also that this little monk is too curious, this kind of grand event, a small temple like theirs also comes to mix, it's good to be caught."

"Hey, let's see if this dragon claw hand Guo Qiangdong will look at the face of today's martial arts conference and leave him a way out."

"It shouldn't be fatal, after all, I have to give face to the four masters. However, breaking hands and feet should be a must, after all, this is the style of the Raptors martial arts school. ”

Everyone was talking, no one thought that Zhang Zhi would win, after all, he was indeed like a monk at the moment, and he was so young, it was not that no one had the talent of Ling Daomian.

"Hand over the sword on your back and tell me who killed those juniors and disciples in my martial arts school, you can survive today."

Guo Qiangdong said coldly.

Zhang Zhi was even colder: "You can't get the sword, and I killed those junior disciples of yours." ”

"Humph! Want to take the blame for someone? Then it will be done for you! ”

As he spoke, Guo Qiangdong stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Zhi.

"Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Guo Qiangdong looked at Zhang Zhi's arm, he was going to directly cripple this person, and no one should stop him if he didn't take his life.

Zhang Zhi didn't move, and everyone in the audience thought he was scared stupid.

But just when Guo Qiangdong was about to touch Zhang Zhi's body, he suddenly felt that something grabbed his arm, making him grab it for no reason.

What made him even more shocked was that when his arm was withdrawn, it seemed to be grabbed by something invisible, and he couldn't pull it back at the first time without checking it for a while.

At this time, Zhang Zhi also made a move, and everyone inexplicably saw Guo Qiangdong running over, grabbing the air twice, and then the little monk on the opposite side easily reached out and grabbed Guo Qiangdong's neck.

"Stop!"

Meng Long was the first to react, but Zhang Zhi grabbed Guo Qiangdong's neck, pulled it over, and slapped his other hand on his face, Guo Qiangdong's head turned three hundred and sixty degrees around his neck, and after turning around, his face was still looking at Zhang Zhi, and he had an inexplicable expression.

What is the concept of a person's neck turning 360 degrees, it must be broken, but his consciousness and body are not dead, and his consciousness is still there.

Guo Qiangdong suddenly realized something, his eyes widened, and Zhang Zhi threw him on the stage like a dead dog.

"With this bit of strength, you still want to take it by force?"

The scene was silent, the needle drop could be heard, and everyone was shocked.

"Boom!"

"Presumptuous, you dare to kill in front of the four masters, I want you to die!"

It was Meng Long who jumped up, he had just lost his sword and was defeated by Ling Daomian, where could he stand it, who was already short-tempered, he was going to kill Zhang Zhi.

He concluded that Zhang Zhi had just used a skill such as mental disturbance, which had a time limit, and he himself had it, but he was not good at it.

Meng Long's knife had been replaced with an ordinary steel knife, Zhang Zhi pulled out his heavy sword, a silver light flashed, Meng Long's eyes jumped, and his eyes were full of greed.

The sword collides, there is no spark, although there is a collision at great speed, but it is divided by one touch.

Meng Long knew that the opponent's weapon was sharp, and he was fighting with it, but Zhang Zhi opened and closed widely, although his physical fitness was a little worse, but the two of them did not distinguish between victory and defeat after dozens of moves.

Xuanwu Zhenren, who originally wanted to come up and separate the two, sat back in his seat.

Everyone gasped, this young monk, although he couldn't see what swordsmanship he used, it was definitely an acquired skill. Moreover, this swordsmanship is simplified, and each sword is almost extremely efficient.

Zhang Zhi's eyes were cold, what he wanted was the effect that no one interfered with, just when Xuanwu Zhenren and the others were not paying attention, eight white lights flew out, enveloping Meng Long's whole body.

"Puff puff!"

Four white rays of light hit Meng Long, two in his vest, one in his abdomen, and one in his chest.

The battle came to an abrupt end, and Meng Long couldn't believe it, looking down at his chest.

Not to mention him, even Xuanwu Zhenren and the others stared wide-eyed, as if they were choked in their throats.

It happened so suddenly.

"This, how is it possible!"

Meng Long said in shock, he remembered that the student who died by the stream was like this.

"It's really you!"

"Hehe, it's not me, you don't believe it, you have to try. But it's okay to be a ghost! ”

Zhang Zhi inserted the sword back into the sword box behind his back, stretched out his left hand, "poof, puff", and held all the ivory nails in his hand.

"Ah, I hate!"

Meng Long shouted, Zhang Zhi kicked him in the neck, only to hear a click, this person and his disciple Guo Qiangdong were stacked together.

At this time, the scene exploded, especially the people from the Raptors Martial Arts School, more than 100 people drew their knives and rushed towards Zhang Zhi.

Xuanwu Zhenren was going to stop Zhang Zhi from killing, but before he could do so, the scene was chaotic.

Zhang Zhi didn't draw his sword either, with a flick of eight ivory nails, eight white lights killed the crowd, and he saw that people kept covering their throats and falling, and in just a few tens of seconds, more than 20 fell.

"Fellow Daoist, stop! Don't kill innocents! ”

This time, it was Master Shading, who was holding a Zen staff and wanted to shoot down the ivory nails, but the ivory nails looked like they had eyes, and they were not something he could touch.