After a very crisp sound, Feng Chenyu knelt on the ground and curled up, constantly coughing out gastric juice.

"How is it possible, I am wearing armor and it hurts so much. Feng Chenyu clutched his stomach and muttered to himself bitterly.

The glazed green dragon armor is notoriously good for defense, and the abbot can't beat Feng Chenyu with that casual punch.

With this punch, Feng Chenyu felt that his stomach was about to vomit.

Feng Chenyu was holding his stomach at the moment, spitting out gastric juice in pain, and he could punch out a person's gastric juice with one punch, what a terrifying amount of strength.

"That's it for today, it's impossible for you to beat me, you better go back and practice," the abbot said without emotion.

"Damn," Feng Chenyu knelt on the ground, his right hand grappling the ground unwillingly.

Feng Chenyu's consciousness was a little trance-like, and the painful blow really made Feng Chenyu unable to resist.

"I believe you, junior brother, I believe that you will win today"

Zhao Lingwu's voice once again appeared in Feng Chenyu's mind.

"I won't give up, my sister said that I will definitely win, then I will win. Feng Chenyu's eyes flashed with determination.

The abbot didn't even look at it, turned his head and walked over, as if Feng Chenyu was an ant, and he was not afraid of a sneak attack even with his back open.

"It's not over yet," roared.

Feng Chenyu gritted his teeth and ran over quickly.

"Kick 125" shouted angrily, and Feng Chenyu kicked the abbot in the face with a kick in the air.

When the abbot saw the swift foot, he didn't hesitate, and grabbed it with a hand like a fan.

The abbot said emotionlessly: "You better go back and practice for a few years, it is impossible for you to beat me now."

Feng Chenyu's face was full of unwillingness, and he was caught with one of his moves and kicked 125 at once.

However, then Feng Chenyu violently broke free of the abbot's arm and took a few steps back.

Looking at the momentum, it seems that he is still preparing to attack.

"Well, since you're obsessed, I'll teach you a lesson," the abbot turned around and puffed up.

Feng Chenyu saw that the abbot didn't move, and he didn't dare to move, he was thinking about his weakness.

Suddenly, Feng Chenyu seemed to see a certain weakness, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The abbot saw that Feng Chenyu was slow to attack.

smiled a little, and said in a somewhat disdainful tone: "Boy Chenyu, don't say that my old man bullied you, as long as you let me kneel on my legs, then you win." ”

"Is this true?" Feng Chenyu said in surprise, "Of course, come on,"

The confident flame in Feng Chenyu's eyes became even stronger, and he rushed forward all of a sudden.

"Senior sister, I can do it because you believe in me"

Feng Chenyu shouted angrily, and then kicked 125 abbots again, and couldn't help shaking his head, grabbing Feng Chenyu's feet with one palm.

said contemptuously: "Look at you are so stupid, the same trick is impossible to succeed."

"Really?" Feng Chenyu's eyes flashed with a hint of confidence.

When the abbot saw Feng Chenyu's eyes, there was no panic in his eyes, and he knew that he was in the middle of the plan.

Feng Chenyu, who was caught by his foot, sneered, rose into the air and kicked the abbot's crotch violently with his left leg.

That's right, the reason why Feng Chenyu used the same trick was to attack the west, the real killing move was on the left foot, no matter how powerful you are in the golden bell cover, it is impossible to avoid the man's weak crotch.

"Broken ~ egg ~ foot" Feng Chenyu shouted angrily and kicked the crotch of the lower zhang.

A trace of panic flashed in the abbot's eyes, and he hurriedly wanted to clamp Feng Chenyu's feet in an attempt to save his weakness.

However, Feng Chenyu grasped the timing well, and it was absolutely impossible to dodge.

Touch!!

A violent thud rang out.

Feng Chenyu's broken egg foot succeeded, and he kicked the abbot to the point of crying.

The abbot's face was like a frosted eggplant, one leg kneeling on the ground, and now Feng Chenyu was halfway done.

The abbot's tears of pain flowed out, but he still forcibly supported his body from falling.

At this moment, although the abbot was yin once, but Feng Chenyu had no killing moves to make in the future, as long as the abbot himself eased up, then he would definitely win.

Before the words fell, an angry cry pierced the abbot's ears.

"Deadly Iron Fist" Feng Chenyu shouted angrily, and mustered all his strength to attack the abbot with his nirvana.

The corner of the abbot's mouth twitched disdainfully, he had the Dharma magic and the golden bell on his body, and that deadly iron fist couldn't hurt him at all.

But

Smack!!

Very crisp sound.

The abbot's legs fell to his knees

The abbot's eyes were in a state of dazedness, he didn't expect that he actually lost, and he was still a hairy boy.

At this moment, the problem arises on the nerve joints.

Feng Chenyu knew that this deadly iron fist could not hurt the abbot at all, but as long as he attacked the abbot's back knee and cut off the middle lane, the abbot would definitely involuntarily lower his legs, and then kneel, Feng Chenyu would win.

When he saw that the abbot's legs finally knelt down, Feng Chenyu finally lay on the ground softly at this moment, and the deadly iron fist just now had exhausted all of Feng Chenyu's strength.

Feng Chenyu, who was paralyzed on the ground, clenched his hands tightly.

"Senior sister, I did it, Chen Yu didn't embarrass you today, you believe that I am right"