"How is this possible? How can a human body be bent to such an extent?"

"Am I dazzled? What just happened?"

The outer disciples present all opened their eyes wide, and their eyes wandered in disbelief on Wang Yue and Qian Chongyue.

Most people didn't see clearly how Wang Yue avoided the hammer roaring in front of him at the moment of lightning just now, and then preemptively knocked Qian Chongyue unconscious.

"Eighteen drops in clothes, it's really amazing!"

On the other side, although Wang Yue stood quietly in the crowd, his heart was full of surprise and joy.

Because even Wang Yue himself couldn't have imagined that the power of the Eighteen Falling Methods of Dipping Clothes was so domineering!

Qian Chongyue's hammer has a tricky angle and huge strength, and under normal circumstances, there is no other way to deal with it except retreating.

In fact, if it were Wang Yue three months ago, in the face of this hammer, he could only retreat first and then make plans.

But the eighteen falls of the clothes gave Wang Yue another choice, turning decay into magic, turning the impossible into possibility, and forcibly opening up a passage in the momentum of the iron hammer and thunder, so that Wang Yue does not have to retreat, he can defeat the enemy with one blow!

The eighteen dipping methods are like wind and water, light and empty, ethereal and uncertain.

Restraining the opponent's stubbornness with agility is the biggest feature of this style.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the opponent's moves are fixed and the momentum cannot be changed, there must be a gap to take advantage of, and the latter will be preemptive!

Qian Chongyue uses a hammer as a weapon, and every move is full of thunderous power, making the opponent unshakable.

But on the other hand, this also means that every time Qian Chongyue makes a move, he is dead, and once he strikes, he can't take it back, and he can't even make the slightest change, and he can just be restrained by the Eighteen Fall Method.

Therefore, Qian Chongyue's defeat seems to be an accident, but in fact it is inevitable!

"Flexible, weird, ever-changing, what kind of body is this, how come I've never seen it?"

Qian Lei Luo showed doubts on his face, and with a bang, he pulled out the long sword behind him, and pointed at Wang Yue from afar: "I just wanted to teach you a lesson, since you dare to resist, then don't blame me for being unkind!"

Qianleiluo comes from a family of swords in the Southern Regions, his body is light and agile, his swordsmanship is elegant, and his practice direction is essentially different from Qian Chongyue.

It is precisely because of this that Qian Leiluo dared to attack Wang Yue confidently after Qian Chongyue's defeat.

Because in his opinion, his swordsmanship is elegant enough, and it is extremely difficult to use it in one move, and he should not be restrained by Wang Yue's strange body method.

Sure enough, the next moment, the figure of Qian Lei Luo was intertwined with Wang Yue, and he fought with Wang Yue with a fast fight.

Zheng, Zhengzheng!

For a while, the sound of swords and claws in mid-air was endless. Although Wang Yue's body was fast, and his body moves were even more uncertain, he was never able to break through the defensive sword circle of the thousand thunders, and he couldn't win with one blow.

"No matter how elegant the body is, without the ability to face hard, it still can't be elegant!"

Qian Lei sneered, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly became more and more powerful, like thunder falling in the nine heavens, the force became bigger and bigger, and the speed became faster and faster, and in an instant, Wang Yue was forced to be in a hurry, and his body technique was sluggish, and at least three fatal flaws had been exposed!

"Pour it for me!"

Qian Lei let out a loud shout, and then pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Wang Yue's flawed right rib.

With this sword, Qian Lei Luo had already blocked all of Wang Yue's paths, and had calculated all the latter's countermeasures. No matter how Wang Yue reacts, whether he attacks or retreats, Qian Lei Luo has absolute confidence, and he will decide the whole thing with one sword!

"The person I look down on should be you, right?"

But at this moment, Wang Yue also let out a sneer, his body changed, and his body was fast

degree, but it was faster than the thousand thunders who attacked with all their might, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the sight of the thousand thunders.

"Not good!"

Qian Lei Luo's heart was cold, and he withdrew the long sword to protect himself as soon as possible, only then did the latter react with hindsight, it turned out that everything just now was Wang Yue's trick to lure the enemy, and those flaws in the moves were clearly deliberately done for himself!

It's ridiculous that he was led by Wang Yue by the nose and didn't know it, until the last moment, he actually thought that the person who won in the end must be himself, which was really naïve!

Clang!

The next moment, the long sword in Qian Lei Luo's hand let out a mournful roar, but it was Wang Yue's figure that suddenly emerged from the void, bent his claws as fingers, and flicked his finger heavily on the body of the long sword.

Suddenly, the long sword in Qianleiluo's hand was bent, and after the finger power subsided, he returned to its original position with a low roar.

But in the moment the long sword bent and flicked, Qian Leiluo's defensive sword circle had been completely destroyed, and Wang Yue killed Qian Leiluo in front of him at the first time without any suspense, and then flew up with a kick and kicked Qian Leiluo away.

This kick was impartial, and it happened to kick Qianlei head-down and foot-up into a bamboo basket filled with spirit beast dung.

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated, and soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!――"

Qian Lei fell and planted the green onion in the spirit beast dung heap, and at first he kicked his legs unwillingly, and then he didn't move, obviously stunned by the smell of feces.

"This, the boss is down, do we still want to go?"

For a while, the outer disciples who surrounded Wang Yue all looked at each other, and the circle of people surrounding Wang Yue was already faintly dispersing.

In fact, although there were dozens of disciples present who attacked Wang Yue, only Qian Chongyue and Qian Leiluo were similar in strength to Wang Yue.

Now that these two people were knocked unconscious by Wang Yue, the rest of the people naturally began to retreat in their hearts.

"Come on, of course you have to go up! We're all here, don't let this kid pay, how can we get mixed up in this mountain in the future?"

At the critical moment, a chubby girl named Fluttershy stepped forward, crossed her hands on her hips, and looked around with an angry expression:

"Besides, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is only alone, there are many of us, it is a big deal to go together, one person can drown him with a mouthful of foam, what's so terrible?"

"Whoever dares not to do it, I will let him marry me!"

Rumble!

The phrase chubby chick works more than anything else. Suddenly, the eyes of the disciples present were red, and they rushed towards Wang Yue one by one, and even Wang Yue was moved by the sky-high momentum on his body.

But it's a pity that in the face of the absolute strength gap, no matter how many people there are, they can't make up for it.

Wang Yue's sleeves flew like a butterfly fluttering in the crowd.

No matter who it is, as long as it is rubbed by Wang Yue's figure, even if it is only a corner of Wang Yue's clothes, he will lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Countless times, Wang Yue seemed to be forced to a dead end by several people joining forces, and he had to use brute force to open the way, and there was no longer any possibility of tricks, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Yue's figure flashed, and he broke out of the encirclement, and knocked all these people unconscious with a flick of his backhand.

In this battle, Wang Yue can be said to show the eighteen falling methods of staining clothes to the fullest!

After a while, all the disciples present were knocked down by Wang Yue.

On the other hand, Wang Yue's face was gentle, his breath was even, and he didn't look exhausted at all.

Dozens of steps away, the fat girl trembled, looking at the disciples lying on the ground, and finally panicked, barely squeezing out a smile on her face, but it was more ugly than crying:

"Woo, Senior Brother Wang, don't destroy the flowers with your spicy hands! Actually, I have long been interested in you, Senior Brother, if you don't dislike it, the slave family can commit to you, Senior Brother, do you say it's okay!"

After speaking, the fat girl also squeezed her eyebrows at Wang Yue, scratched her head and gestured, and the fat on her body trembled, as disgusting as she wanted.

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