Qiu Moyan said: "The enemy is overwhelming, let me clean up such a character." ”

Lu Heng said: "I have achieved it, and I still need one person to sacrifice my fist." ”

Qiu Moyan looked at Lu Heng for a moment, then slowly nodded and retreated.

The conversation between the two people naturally reached everyone's ears, and this attitude of treating the group as a mustard naturally made everyone particularly dissatisfied.

"The toad yawns, it's a big breath." The unpredictable son in the ghost palace camp sneered and spoke.

"The tone is very big, but I don't know if it's an embroidered pillow, it's useless!" The girl from the Agni Fire Palace laughed playfully, "But Han Ping is more hasty, alas, it's not interesting." ”

Han Ping, who was opposite Lu Heng, was about to run away!

When has he ever been so ignored?

In the eyes of these two people, he Han Ping has become a small dish, and anyone can easily take it away. He's here to make a name for himself, not to be embarrassed!

"Two traitors, dog man and woman!" Han Ping roared angrily, "Crooked, let's just go up together!" I am the son of Han Xun, you dare to underestimate me? ”

Lu Heng lowered his eyebrows, like an old monk meditating, motionless, but said lightly: "You are already ordinary, but you are just an insignificant little character, how can you underestimate it?" ”

"I'm mad at me!" Han Ping shot out angrily and stabbed with a sword!

Speaking of which, Han Ping's martial arts are barely among the first-class, and this strength is enough to be proud of in the rivers and lakes.

But as a young master of one of the six major factions, his strength is a little out of his hands.

"Be careful, we're ready to come out at any time—" The blue-robed elder had just said half a word to the green robe beside him, when an astonishing momentum suddenly erupted in the field like a gushing tide!

This is Lu Heng's complete release of the momentum that has been accumulated for a long time, he let go of the blockade, and there is no longer half a point to hide.

"Not good!" The blue robe was horrified, and he didn't want to fly into the field!

The green robe was only half a beat slower, and it followed closely.

And everyone present was taken by Lu Heng's sudden outburst of amazing momentum, and their colors changed. Even the prince of the Ghost Palace and the girl of the Flame Palace put away their banter or disdain expressions and looked at the audience in amazement.

The five senior monks of Shaolin opened their eyes in unison.

In the field, Han Ping, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more unbearable, he stabbed with a sword, and saw Lu Heng's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and an incomparable cold aura suddenly surged into his body in an instant, like a storm crashing on the shore, making him even seem to have stagnated the operation of his internal force for a moment.

At this moment, there was a flower in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a fist was rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes!

Unstoppable!

With just one glance, Han Ping knew that he would never be spared from this punch, and the endless fear made him stiff, and he cried out in horror: "Help me......"

Lu Heng's iron fist fell heavily on Han Ping's chest, and even the ground seemed to tremble with it.

The next moment-

Rumble!

Han Ping was torn apart, his entire body exploded, and his corpses were scattered!

"No!" The blue robe let out a desperate cry of disbelief, at this moment he was less than three feet away from Han Ping, however, after all, it was a step too late.

Almost, he was able to save Han Ping!

Lu Heng's punch was thrown, and the qi and blood all over his body seemed to be burning, the blood was boiling, and his whole body was hot. Killing someone, his momentum skyrocketed a few points again.

"I want you dead!" The blue robe shouted angrily, drew his sword and danced all over the sky, rushing towards Lu Heng, and the green robe was full of anger and followed closely behind.

Lu Heng's momentum was in full swing, not only did he not retreat, but instead shot up like a cannonball, rushing into the sky sword shadows!

People are in mid-air, and Lu Heng slapped it with one palm!

Rumble!

The fire ignited instantly, and he used his palm as a knife and waved out with a wood-burning knife technique.

The palm wind is whistling, the internal force burns when it sees the wind, and from a distance, it is like Lu Heng hitting a fire dragon with one palm, and the momentum is terrifying!

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Someone exclaimed, his face full of horror.

And the blue robe who bore the brunt of the attack was even more shocked, and he had to dodge without thinking about it, but Lu Heng took advantage of this fighter to get close and hit it with a punch!

Seven Wounds Punch!

Feeling Lu Heng's majestic and majestic internal force, the entire body of the blue robe trembled involuntarily. He roared, his internal force running wildly, and a sword swept across his chest, and the sword qi squeezed the air and made a sharp sound.

Rumble!

The sword broke, and the blue robe vomited blood and flew back.

Brush!

Without waiting for Lu Heng to take advantage of the victory to pursue, a silver light slashed like lightning, but it was the green robe that arrived.

Lu Heng's sideways sword light almost slashed down against his body, and the sword qi plowed the ground into a crack several inches deep, and the debris flew away.

Without waiting for the green robe to change his moves, Lu Heng lightly clicked under his feet, and performed the swallow's three water copying light skills, and instantly arrived at the green robe's side, interspersed with one palm, piercing the throat of the green robe, and the internal force sprayed thin, and the flames ignited again.

The green robe was horrified, and his arm suddenly changed and waved, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, resisting all the firelight in front of him, and then slapped out with a palm, and slapped Lu Heng against him.

This is a point of learning to flow clouds and water sleeves, and he is best at overcoming rigidity with softness and cracking the palm wind fist. But in the face of Lu Heng's wood-burning knife technique, this move was not enough. Although he blocked his body from being burned, the entire sleeve of his shirt was burned!

However, at this time, the green robe couldn't take care of it so much, he frantically used his internal force and met the palm from Lu Heng.

Rumble!

The palms met, and the incomparable violent internal force instantly exploded with the two of them as the center, overturning all obstacles wherever they passed, and a table of people who were slightly closer to the rivers and lakes was instantly swept out, and a table of soup and water spilled to the ground.

What shocked everyone even more was that in this competition of pure internal strength, Lu Heng and the green robe were evenly divided, no matter up or down, no one took half a step back!

After the palms, in the face of Lu Heng's palms slapping again and quickly, the green robe had to abandon the sword, and the two of them made moves almost at the same time, only to see the four palms flying, and the banging sound was endless. The two of them hit the ground from mid-air, and then jumped up at the same time, hitting the air, the energy was agitated, the air waves were chaotic, and the two of them were dressed and hunting.

"Zhou Siwei has such skills!" Someone exclaimed, "How old is he?" ”

"It must be Moronegong!" Someone else said with burning excitement in his eyes, "Only Moronne's strength can have this miraculous effect!" ”

"Demorone internal strength, soaring into the sky, invincible in the world!" Someone shouted.

In an instant, everyone's breathing was a little shorter.

In the field, at this moment, the green robe was already in flames and fell into the downwind.

Although Lu Heng used the internal force of the Seven Wounds Fist to face the enemy, the reaction of the body itself made him subconsciously use the fighting style of the Inner Fist.

The green robe is purely a royal move with internal force, but the inner fist has always been a royal move with intention. One is skillful, the other is what he wants, the moves are at his fingertips, and the green robe is hit by the wood-burning knife technique, and the clothes all over the body are burned, and the two are judged.

Finally, Lu Heng grabbed one arm of the green robe with gossip sixty-four hands, and his internal strength was vigorous, tearing it off, and blood was spilled in the sky!

"Uh-" The green robe screamed, his ferocity was stimulated, he didn't care about it, and frantically urged the internal force to slap Lu Heng on the head!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Lu Heng turned his horizontal palm into a knife, and took the lead in cutting his palm on the throat of the green robe.

Burst!

The palm was like a knife, and this palm directly smashed the throat bone of the green robe, and the strong internal force gushed out, instantly pulsing the green robe's body.

The green robe didn't snort, and the whole person fell down like a broken sack.

Poof!

Both landed on the ground at the same time. It's just that Lu Heng is standing, but the green robe is lying down, and the flames on his body have not been extinguished.

Under the first battle, the two elders of Diancang died and were seriously injured, and Han Ping, the master of the young sect of Diancang, died!

Lu Heng has won three games in a row, and his momentum has climbed to a new high again. He was covered in blood, like a demon god, and his eyes widened angrily and he looked around and shouted: "Who will die!" ”

The sound is like a flood of bells!

For a while, there was no sound, only Lu Heng's cheers were stirring and echoing.