"Forbidden Door Master, Lu Li?!"

If there was anything that could shock Qin Qiu and the other leaders after seeing Ziyang and the bronze giant appear, it was the old man who appeared in front of him.

Lu Li!

A figure that everyone in their generation knows, everyone knows.

"Lu Li, why are you here?!" Mo Daoyan was the first to stand up, with an extremely obvious solemnity on his face.

"The Twelve Golden Men have reappeared, is it strange that I came here?" Lu Li smiled, and then strode towards Qin Qiu, Mo Daoyan and the others.

"What did you say?Twelve Golden Men?!"

"Lu Li, you make it clear, this bronze giant is the Twelve Golden Men?"

"Could it be the twelve golden figures who disappeared in the era of the First Emperor?"

The faces of all the leaders changed.

The men in suits on the side were acting quickly, surrounding Lu Li who came over in the middle, and they all looked very nervous.

"Senior Brother Lu Li...... What the hell do you know?" Qin Qiu's fist tightened again.

"I have betrayed the sect a long time ago and reorganized the forbidden gate, you should call me the master of the forbidden gate!" Lu Li did not directly answer the meaning of Qin Qiu and the other leaders' words.

"Senior brother, you ......"

"Don't have any more friendships with me, I'm going to go to the Ghost Valley to get something, if there's no problem, you can get out of the way." Lu Li interrupted Qin Qiu's words.

"Get out of the way?!"

"Lu Li, are you too arrogant?"

"Lu Li, even if you really want to enter the Ghost Valley, you should tell what you know, right? Now that there is an unknown change in the world, we should work together!"

The leaders spoke again.

"Working with you?NONONO...... You guys...... Not worthy!" Lu Li shook his head.

"What?!" all the heads of the family's faces changed in unison.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about, even if you are the master of the forbidden gate, you should know the price of saying this, we should cooperate and ...... together."

"Put away your set, Qin Qiu!" Lu Li interrupted Qin Qiu's words again: "You can't control my affairs, now I will give you two ways, one is to get out of the way, and the other is that I will beat you until you get out of the way!"

"Lu Li, you can't help but have no one in your eyes!"

"I'd like to see what you can do to get us out of the way?"

"Twenty years of sangtian, times have changed, Lu Li, don't really think that it is still twenty years ago!"

Anger appeared on the faces of all the leaders.

"So much nonsense, I'm going in. Lu Li didn't even glance at the masters, and walked straight towards the entrance of the Ghost Valley.

"Presumptuous, Yunwu Mountain is solemn, how can you be rampant!" A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a black Tang suit, finally jumped out.

"Oh, are you?" Lu Li blinked.

"Head of the Bagua Sect, Ping Rong!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Haven't heard of ......"

"You ......" Ping Rong's face was slightly red, but he still took a deep breath: "My Bagua Gate is based on Yin and Yang Bagua, and derives palm techniques, fists, and knife techniques, and today I will compete with you with Bagua Sixty-four Palm Techniques, but I want to see if you are really as powerful as the legend!"

"Nian Nian, have you heard of the Thirty-six Spring Palace Map?"

"What...... Fig?!"

"Master Ping, be careful!" Qin Qiu suddenly spoke.

But it was too late.

Because, Lu Li had already been pasted in front of Ping Rong, and the faces of the two people almost touched each other, and the distance between them was only one centimeter at most.

Ping Rong's face changed drastically.

It's so fast!

Just a hesitation of a thought, Lu Li had already approached this position, and, most importantly, Lu Li was slowly pouting towards him.

"Get out!" Ping Rong subconsciously slapped his palm out.

But at this moment, Lu Li suddenly squatted down, just "coincidentally" avoiding his palm, and at the same time, two hands grabbed his ankles.

In an instant, Ping Rong felt that his two feet were completely unconscious, as if his feet were wrapped in ten thousand years of ice, and that kind of chill soaked into his heart and lungs.

Point point?!

No, it's disrupting the meridians!

Pingrong wanted to retreat, but his feet were caught, how could he retreat?

And that's when ......

A calm voice rang in his ears.

"Sixty-nine!"

"What?!"

Before Ping Rong could think about it, he felt that the world was spinning, and his two feet were forcibly pulled upside down and hung upside down, and at the same time, one foot kicked him in the face.

"Bang!"

Nosebleeds.

There is only one feeling in Pingrong, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy......

But he is the head of the gossip gate.

How can you be so defeated?

Even though he was dizzy, he instinctively supported the ground with one hand, and at the same time, the other hand slapped upward.

This palm, with the sound of wind and thunder, even has a faint shadow of a palm print, but his palm did not hit Lu Li.

Because, Lu Li had already retracted his legs and jumped up.

"Boom!" a deep pit of handprints appeared on the ground, which was the result of Ping Rong's palm.

But at this moment, Lu Li's two knees were already on Ping Rong's lower abdomen, and he pressed down.

"Sitting on the lotus!"

“......”

"Boom!"

Ping Rong's body slammed on the ground, as if he was pressed by a mountain, and the blood in his mouth finally couldn't hold back again, and with a "poof", it spurted out.

"Alas, it's only two styles and it's bleeding? without tossing......" Lu Li shook his head and kicked Ping Rong away, and then, his eyes looked around again: "There are many moves, but they are not necessarily strong, right?"

“......”

“......”

There was silence.

The chests of all the leaders rose and fell sharply.

They all know how strong Lu Li is, but it is absolutely too much to defeat Ping Rong with this kind of indiscriminate move, and moreover, in front of everyone.

Among them, the most obvious performance is Mo Daoyan.

The current head of the Qingcheng faction has been unable to count the number of times he has competed in his life, winning and losing, but there is one time that he still can't forget.

That was a competition between him and Lu Li twenty years ago.

He still remembers that the sky was blue and the sun was warm that day, and he and his sister came to the cliffside to wait for a competition where Lu Li met.

There is nothing surprising about this.

It is common for the disciples of the sect to confirm each other's martial arts.

Mo Daoyan didn't pay too much attention to it at the time, after all, he had already heard of Lu Li's strength, and he didn't have any hope of victory in this competition.

And the result is ......

There are no surprises at all.

Lu Li successfully defeated him, and the moves he used were also strange, but this is not important, the important thing is that after Lu Li defeated him, he actually asked him for a "trophy".

There is no such rule in the Book of War.

But Mo Daoyan still agreed, and was willing to hand over a piece of jade pendant he brought with him.

But Lu Li didn't want to.

Immediately, it was the scene of the tragedy in the world, Lu Li forcibly ripped off his pants, in front of the little junior sister, and dropped a sentence: "Endure the humiliation, and become a master!"

"I'll go to your sister's master!" Mo Daoyan still remembers the expression on his little sister when she looked at him, and he remembers it all his life, everything is thanks to Lu Li.

He wants revenge!

For nearly 20 years, he studied and practiced diligently, never met his little sister again, devoted himself to hard work, and finally became the head of the Qingcheng faction.

For the sake of shame, a snow!

"Lu Li, do you still remember me!" Mo Daoyan jumped out, and a soft sword at his waist flashed out.

"Are you...... Which one?" Lu Li looked confused.

：。 ：