Seeing Fu Biao, who had all his beard and hair, rushing towards him, Lin Sen was also a little surprised: he didn't expect the mouth cannon to work so well!

Lin Sen, who was born in the Internet era, has never heard of anything, as long as he has a heart for this kind of troublesome thing in the family, seven or eight can be found on a news pop-up window, among which the routines have long been familiar and can no longer be familiar, combined with the information currently known, you can guess the situation between Fu Quan and Zhou Yue!

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In Lin Sen's opinion, although Fu Biao had let his son Fu Quan take over the Fuhu Sect in his heart, he also knew what kind of virtue his son was, and most of them could only harm the sect and not entrust him with great responsibilities, so he explicitly ordered the eldest disciple Zhou Yue to lead the sect, ensuring Fu Quan's status while preventing him from doing any foolish things.

This is the product of a compromise between reason and expectation, and it is a desperate measure, if you really want to say that he is bent on using Zhou Yue as a stepping stone, forcing the big disciple he has carefully taught to be not human, then it should not be.

However, despite thinking so, why did Lin Sen say this? In this situation, it is only right to weaken the power of Fuhumen as much as possible! If it is possible, it is good to follow the example of the sages and repeat the scene of Zhuge Villager scolding Wang Situ to death!

"It's a pity, my mouth cannon skills are too weak, otherwise it would be much easier to scold him to the ground directly. ”

Throwing a trace of regret from his heart, Lin Sen held his breath and condensed, and opened the foundation to break the enemy's fist to face the strong enemy.

[Dear player, you are looking at an enemy, the opponent's cultivation is incomparable, and he is a nine-rank peak martial artist. 】

The system's prompt was quickly confirmed, just a fist handover, Lin Sen's palm trembled, and he had a feeling of being beaten back.

At this time, he is the cultivation of a fifth-grade martial artist, even if he has the third-grade strength bonus of the basic enemy-breaking fist, it is only equivalent to an eight-rank martial artist, but Fu Biao is the peak of the ninth grade, and his physical strength is naturally at a disadvantage.

But fortunately, there is only a gap between the first grade, and although the power of a dragon elephant is unstoppable to ordinary people, it can still be insisted on for the fifth-grade martial artists, especially with the thirty-year boxing inheritance foundation, there are backs and forths in a short period of time, as if they are evenly matched.

"You junior, although your cultivation is low, your means are extraordinary!"

After the fight, most of Fu Biao's anger seemed to be vented by his fists and feet, his face changed from bruise to ruddy, and his mouth was also evaluated.

"This boxing attainment, quite an old man is forty or fifty years old, I am up and down the Tiger Gate, no one can compare to you!"

"That's not all, the key is your martial arts, you can actually trigger internal qi with a punch and kick, and boost your power - this increase is about the power of three dragon elephants, right?

His cultivation is far better than his eldest disciple Zhou Yue, and in just a moment's effort, he has figured out Lin Sen's bottom line, and even guessed the specific power of the Basic Breaking Enemy Fist, which can be described as old and spicy.

But guessing is speculation, asking is asking, how can Lin Sen answer his question, and then he will use all his strength without saying a word, his eyes are carefully staring at the opponent's fist and foot movements, only the left arm has a trace of residual strength, ready to urge the dragon tooth ring with the middle finger of his left palm at any time, and repeat the old thing of piercing Zhou Yue's palms with one punch.

Fu Biao Linsen didn't answer, his face darkened a little more, and he snorted coldly: "Stubborn! The old man wanted to save you a little face, but he didn't know how to do it, no matter what, as long as he takes you down, it's not too late to ask about this martial art!"

He is an old Jianghu, and he knows the preciousness of this kind of martial art that can be blessed with internal qi with every punch and kick, even if he is in his master's sect, he has only heard of it, and he can't see it at all!

Unexpectedly, this Tongtian Sect that came out of nowhere actually has this kind of martial art, it is really a benefit that fell from the sky! And as long as he has this martial art, as long as he studies it a little, he is eighty percent sure that he can make a breakthrough and advance to the martial artist realm-as soon as he thinks of this, his heartbeat spends a little faster, his eyes are full of greed, and he does not hesitate to go all out.

So I saw that his figure flashed, his speed increased sharply, and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Sen, and he raised his arms and shouted: "Fuhu big handprint!"

Lin Sen was overjoyed, without saying a word, he twisted his waist and shook his arms, his left palm clenched into a fist, and urged his middle finger dragon tooth ring to meet it directly!

With an explosion, a figure flew upside down three meters and slammed into the ground, while the other stood still.

Wei Li was going to cheer and celebrate, but when he looked closely, he was dumbfounded, and he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly ran to the person who fell to the ground, picked him up and asked anxiously: "Master, how are you, Master?"

It turned out that it was Fu Biao who was standing in place unscathed, but it was Lin Sen who flew out upside down and was seriously injured!

Fu Biao laughed triumphantly: "Haha, it's really an ignorant junior, is it really that the old man is defenseless against you?

I saw that although this Fu Sect Master stretched out his arms, he did not overlap into palm prints, but spread his arms apart and formed claws with five fingers, like a fierce beast probing his claws. What is particularly striking is that there are wisps of black qi surrounding its claws, which is daunting.

"Ahem. Lin Sen coughed twice in succession, feeling that the tingling pain in his chest was slightly lighter, and his breathing became smoother, and then he looked at his left arm: his wrist was flipped at 90 degrees, his fingers were turned 180 degrees, his forearm was swollen and bruised, and his shoulder was unconscious—there was no doubt that his entire left arm was gone.

"What is this?" Ignoring the pain in his left arm, he let fine beads of sweat ooze from his forehead, Lin Sen raised his head to look at Fu Biao, and said in a calm tone: "It is impossible for the Fuhu Great Mudra to have such power." ”

Fu Biao, who had the chance to win, was very happy, and preached without any leakage: "This is the martial art Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike handed down by the ancestor of the sect, Fuhu Zhenren, the power is infinite, if it weren't for the old man's gains from this retreat, he wouldn't have used it at this time!"

In the martial arts cultivation level, the martial apprentice martial artist belongs to the basic stage, and there is no title if the level is too low, and there will be an honorific title in the high and profound realm, for example, the real person is the honorific title for the martial artist in the martial arts realm.

The Fuhu Zhenren in Fu Biao's mouth is a martial arts powerhouse, who once killed a demon beast Demon Flame Flying Tiger that ravaged the countryside during his travels, so he became famous and was called Fuhu Zhenren.

This Fuhu real person has not weakened this name, not only has he killed tiger demon beasts many times later, but also created a martial art with this experience, it is this Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike, which can turn the power into the demonic energy surrounded by the Demon Flame Flying Tiger, which not only greatly increases the strength, but also has a great corrosive power, which is not bad.

Fu Biao got the inheritance of this Fuhu Zhenren from the master early, but after many years of practice, the entry was slow, and the master was unwilling to invest more in him, so he returned to Baishui County to open a Fuhu Gate, while teaching his disciples the basic Fuhu Boxing, while continuing to practice the inheritance of Fuhu Zhenren. Although this retreat failed to impact the martial artist realm, it finally gained something, and he was able to barely use this Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike.

"Although my apprentice was defeated by you before, it was not unfounded, and your ring should be a strange treasure that can temporarily boost the power of Gang, right?"

Fu Biao squinted triumphantly and said, "But the old man can also temporarily transform his internal qi into Gang power with the help of the Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike, so why be afraid of you? Not to mention that the power of the Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike is far greater than that of the Fuhu Great Mudra, how can you fight against me? Shouldn't you have this result? Hahaha!"

After saying this, the audience was silent, only Fu Biao laughed constantly.

"Despicable!" Wei Li roared with red eyes: "You obviously shouted Fuhu's big mudra just now!"

Fu Biao's smile became more and more cheerful: "What is shouted? Boy, the old man taught you to be obedient, meanness is said by those who lie down, and only those who stand have everything!"

Wei Li was even more angry, and he was unwilling to roar, but Lin Sen stretched out his hand to stop him.

"The old thief and the old thief are really cunning and cunning. He supported Wei Li with his right hand and slowly stood up, "It's just that this Demon Flame Flying Tiger doesn't sound like a good thing." ”

"It's not a good thing, it's just a monster. But what if it's a demon beast? Isn't it useful? If it weren't for the old man's lack of cultivation, there wouldn't be much demonic energy transformed by his strength, otherwise a single claw would be able to disembowel you and corpse you on the spot!"

"It turned out to be the transformation of Gang Force into demonic energy," Lin Sen nodded, took a deep breath to suppress the pain in his left arm, and said in a deep voice, "Let's continue." ”

Seeing this, Wei Li's eyes were red and he pleaded: "Master, let's go." I'll send you back to the mountain to recuperate, will you talk about it when you're better?"

Lin Sen shook his head with a smile and pushed it away.

Fu Biao raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Do you really want to fight?" If you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now and sacrifice your martial arts, the old man can consider disturbing your life." ”

"Hehe, old thief, can you believe what you say?"

Fu Biao was annoyed and embarrassed when he was scolded, and at this moment, seeing that he was beaten half-crippled and kept saying a word about an old thief, he finally flashed a fierce look on his face, and said: "Don't be ashamed, the old man will send you on the road!"

After saying that, he jumped and appeared in front of Lin Sen, soared into the air and waved his palms into claws, on which the black gas faintly showed a pair of beast claws, and pressed towards Lin Sen's head mercilessly.

Lin Sen, whose left arm was gone, could only use his right arm to meet him. Only this time, he didn't use the basic breaking fist, but raised his arm ordinarily, stretched out his index finger ordinarily, and lightly touched it in the air.

Then a little golden light shot out from his fingertips, piercing the phantom of the beast's claws like a knife cutting tofu, and when his chest pierced Fu Biao's heart, it disappeared.

That's where it all turned around.

A muffled sound exploded in his chest, and Fu Biao's eyes bulged violently, his face turned purple, and his neck swelled.

As if the bird had lost its wings and the fish had left the pond, the master of the Fuhumen Gate of Baishui County had slammed on the ground, and without even convulsions, his neck was crooked and he lost his breath.

Lin Sen lowered his head, looked down at this great enemy who was still showing off his might, and spoke softly.

"You're right, it's the people who stand who have everything. ”