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Dressed in red, the bewitching Oriental leader.

Hui quality orchid heart, delicate and clear yellow Rong.

The unparalleled benevolence and righteousness of the heroic Guo Jing.

The 10,000-year-old dead house of swordsmanship is clear.

The domineering god of war Xiao Feng ......

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Xiao Yu suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

That's right, it's true that heads-up is not an opponent of sweeping monks, but we can fight in groups, so many people rush up, how can he still go to the sky!

The friends in the live broadcast room are also excited-

"The main open open fight! I'm hungry for the broadsword! ”

"Fortunately, I got up early today to watch the live broadcast, otherwise I would have missed today's headlines."

"The anchor was so just today that I was so scared that I hurriedly drank gasoline to suppress the shock."

"Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Feng Qingyang, Oriental Sect Master, Xiao Feng, Legal Lori, plus the comic of the anchor, Dragon Ball has been collected, why don't you hurry up and evolve into King Kong is not a bad baby, when will you wait?"

“……”

To be honest, Xiao Yu didn't expect to be able to summon so many masters to help. The mysterious bronze carriage drawn by the dragon is the reward he obtained in the big adventure, and its function is very simple, that is, to communicate any time and space, and summon another person who has a sub-carriage, but the summoning can only last for one day, and it must be agreed by the other party, otherwise it will not be able to drive.

"Uh-huh, let's do it together......"

However, Xiao Yu's words were only halfway through before they came to an abrupt end.

Because he suddenly realized one thing, that is, all the people here are the best masters.

What is a master?

Self-ask yourself to be a person who stands out from the crowd in a certain field and has his own dignity and pride!

Except for the Dongfang Sect Master and Xiao Yu who teamed up to attack Li Qiushui, which of the rest of them was not the pinnacle of their respective fields?

Do you make them put down their bodies and join forces to fight the enemy?

Xiao Yu just thought about it, and a cold sweat suddenly flowed on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to mention it, otherwise let alone a law-abiding person like Guo Jing, even Lao Yue would not agree.

In desperation, he could only look at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng came to look for his biological father Xiao Yuanshan this time, but if Xiao Yuanshan intended to avoid him, he would not be able to find him, so the best way was to force Xiao Yuanshan to come out and meet. He walked directly to the sweeping monk and said loudly:

"Please give me advice!"

The old monk's eyelids drooped and he was silent.

"Offended."

The fight between the sweeping monk and Xiao Yu just now, Xiao Feng knew that this seemingly dying old monk was not simple. Therefore, he did not hesitate, he took the initiative to attack directly, and his body moved, turning into a green shadow, like a meteor cutting through the air, and a palm was slapped out, and the majestic Gang Qi overflowed, shaking the maple leaves falling in the air into pieces!

The sweeping monk lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was unwilling to resist, and only waited for the palm wind to hit the front, and the left hand, which had been placed on his chest in the form of a Buddha ceremony, was lightly photographed.

If Xiao Feng's palm technique is wide open and domineering, then the sweeping monk's counterattack is a return to the basics without a trace of fireworks.

The two collided, but they didn't even set off a little wind and waves, and Xiao Feng was forced to take a few steps back.

When the others saw this scene, their eyes lit up, and the sense between the strong was the most keen, and it could be said that they immediately sensed the terrifying power contained in the slightly decrepit body of the sweeping monk.

As a martial arts practitioner, if you don't have a firm heart to climb the martial arts, you will definitely not be able to become a strong person.

Therefore, everyone immediately saw the joy of hunting, and the high fighting spirit spontaneously emerged.

Even the Eastern Sect Master, who was lazy and tired and seemed to be indifferent to everything, had his eyes lit up and looked at him intently.

The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated, this sentence is not blown out, but played with a great record!

In the world of Xiaoao, the Oriental Sect Master is an invincible master, even if many strong people join forces, they can't help her, and the loneliness of being alone at the peak and having no opponent can be imagined.

"Master please!"

Xiao Feng was forced to retreat by a palm, which also aroused the pride in his chest, let out a long roar, and bullied himself again.

He is talented, he is a natural martial arts wizard, a natural martial arts, born with divine power, a set of Taizu long fists, he can beat the heroes to shut up, and later got the true legend of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and it is a powerful Jianghu, even if it is the older generation of characters is not its opponent.

At this moment, he let go of his scruples and made a bold move, and suddenly a dragon's roar sounded in the void, and his true qi faintly turned into a dragon form and wandered around him.

Eighteen palms of dragon descending!

This eighteen palms of the dragon descending have been practiced by Xiao Feng to the extreme, to the point of being just to the yang, almost indestructible, unbreakable, and the next palm is struck out in an explosive state, and suddenly there is a wind howling, flying sand and rocks.

Guo Fu and the others, who were standing on the side, suddenly showed a look of shock on their faces, "Brother Dawu, who is this person?" Why do you also descend the dragon's eighteen palms? ”

Xiao Yu thought about it, and did not prevaricate perfunctory, in fact, telling lies in front of Huang Rong, a woman with a delicate heart, I am afraid that it will be debunked at a glance.

"He was also the leader of the beggar gang before, and after his abdication, he is now renamed Xiao Feng."

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows and said in shock: "Is it the leader of the beggar gang who captured the Khitan king alive a hundred years ago and kept the peace between the two countries for ten years?" ”

"Well, it should be him." Xiao Yu spread his hands.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him in surprise.

After all, it is a little strange to get in a strange carriage, come more than 100 years ago, and stand side by side with the "ancients" who have passed away.

On the contrary, Guo Jing did not change color, but looked at Xiao Feng with interest and exclaimed:

"This Xiao Daxia has obviously practiced the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to the extreme, the moves are wide open and closed, and the most rigid to the yang, but it is different from my feminine and feminine, and it can be said that there are different advantages compared to it."

As he spoke, Guo Jing's face showed a look of eagerness, obviously also thinking about the competition.

At the same time, Xiao Feng saw the dragon in the field with a move, the palm wind was mighty, the dragon roared, and the qi waves around his body turned into a virtual form, and he threw himself at the sweeping monk.

But by the sweeping monk's sleeves, he turned around, and hit the pine tree next to him with a palm, and the pine tree with the thickness of the waist pole shook the branches and leaves, and the pine needles fell off, but it was a "click" sound, breaking from the middle.

The power of this fierce palm is too amazing, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain splitting stone, and that power alone can shock the second-rate masters of the rivers and lakes to death, although Lao Yue's face next to him has not changed, Xiao Yu can clearly see that he has torn off two of his beards......

The sweeping monk raised his head, and a flash of appreciation flashed on his face: "Eighteen palms of dragon descending, worthy of being the first magic skill in the world, give Xiao Shizhu thirty years, I am afraid that the world can beat you." ”

"The master has won an award." Xiao Feng shook his head and took a deep breath, but his momentum was a few points stronger than Fang Cai.

His trip was to force his biological father Xiao Yuanshan to come out to meet, and there was no reason to stop after only two moves.

Immediately urged the eighteen palms of the dragon to suppress Qianjun with force, swallowing the momentum of the tiger, and blasted out again.

Hearing the sound of the dragon's groan, Xiao Feng slapped out with a palm, and the waves were surging, turning into a dragon, shaking his head and tail, and falling down.

This time, the sweeping monk did not flick his sleeves, but flipped his right palm and attacked him.

But listening to the sound of "boom", the stone slab under the feet of the two suddenly cracked inch by inch, as if the riverbed after the scorching sun was shattered into pieces the size of a fingernail, and splashed around with the momentum of a heavenly maiden scattering flowers!

In the smoke and dust, a figure staggered backwards, and two deep slip marks were plowed into the ground under his feet.

"Amitabha." The thin old monk's right hand was put back to his chest, his head hung down again, and he calmly pronounced the Buddha's name.

In the live broadcast room-

"Oh, Xiao Feng is really not the opponent of the sweeping monk."

"So what's the point of going head-to-head with him, it's just that there are more people and fewer people are bullying, so it's interesting."

"I was drunk, and I suddenly felt that among so many people, the sweeping monk was the one who could pretend to be the best."

"It's so powerful, but it's low-key and has no sense of existence, is this the so-called master in the folk?"

"Upstairs +1."

"Upstairs +2."

"......" (To be continued.) )