Several disciples of the Shaolin Temple next to him also fell to the ground, the formation of the eighteen Arhats was broken, Zuo Liang's right hand was like an eagle's claw, lifting the person, a few spins in the air, like a fluttering ribbon, the sky was dizzying, and the person had been thrown out of the battle platform.

Hui Ming finally managed to stabilize his body, and he couldn't believe that he was thrown down like a chicken cub like this.

He had learned the bone shrinking technique, but in Zuo Liang's hands, no matter how he turned his body, he still couldn't break free.

How did he know that with a seemingly light grasp, Zuo Liang attached eighty percent of his internal force to his right hand, and how could the prey in his hand get out of his hand?

The disciples of the Blue Blood Pavilion are not only cultivating their skills, but also their real internal strength, even if the Huaxu Sect is a sect that mainly cultivates internal strength, it is also different from the Blue Blood Pavilion.

The cultivation techniques taught by Liang Cao are the orthodox internal family exercises cultivated by mortals in the cultivation realm, and when the cultivation reaches a certain level, they can also fly to the heavens and the earth.

It's just that in today's era of the end of the law, the speed of cultivation is not so fast, but Liang Cao has a plug-in, and the medicinal materials produced from the space are all elixirs, and the effect of washing the marrow is quite good, and from the very beginning, it has opened up the most critical second vein of the martial artist.

If it weren't for modern thermal weapons, there would be almost no one who would be an opponent for the disciples of the Blue Blood Pavilion.

The disciples of Shaolin Temple are people from Buddhism, and Zuo Liang and others also gave the warriors due respect, so they did not beat the other party to the point of redness and swollen neck.

"Thank you for your mercy."

"Take!"

The host came to the stage with a smile and announced the results of the competition.

"Next, please Huaxumen and Shaolin Temple to compete for the second place."

"Oh my God, this newly founded Blue Blood Pavilion has won the first place in only five years."

"No, people only have the minimum number of people in the rules."

"I don't know if the Blue Blood Pavilion is such a person?"

"My relatives also want to learn martial arts, why don't you let him try it in the Blue Blood Pavilion?"

"I don't know when Your Excellency Blue Blood is enrolled?"

"Why doesn't this Blue Blood Pavilion have any fame in the rivers and lakes?"

"The Liang Pavilion Master of the Blue Blood Pavilion is very low-key, do you see? People are still a girl now, think about the age of five years ago? ”

"Oh my God, where did she come from as a freak? Why did you think about creating a sect at such a young age? ”

"It's a pity that the door master doesn't participate in the billboard, I really want to see the skills of the Liang Pavilion master."

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow's Billboard competition."

The competition between Huaxumen and Shaolin Temple was longer than the previous two games, and the two sides played for more than an hour, and then Shaolin Temple was slightly better.

The disciples of Shaolin Temple have devoted themselves to cultivation and have a solid foundation, if it weren't for the large gap in numbers, they would have won the competition a long time ago.

In fact, the martial arts conference, although it is said to rank the major factions, but in fact, it does not pay much attention, Huaguo has a vast territory, and there is not much conflict between these martial artists.

After all, the territory occupied by each sect has a certain division, such as the station of Shajiabao, which is an unknown place in the largest desert in China, and its branch forts are also built in other desert areas.

Changying Island occupies some islands in the waters of China, and it is estimated that few people know about the real stronghold except for Long Wei and some high-level people in the state.

Siyingmen and Huaxumen are mainly mercenaries, Shaolin Temple is the place of Buddhism, Changyin Temple and Tianxuanmen belong to Taoism, Weihai Dart Bureau operates a wide range, can be described as five lakes. The four seas are brothers, and they are quite well-informed.

The rise of the Blue Blood Pavilion has made everyone discover what a true martial artist is, and some seekers who are thirsty for power have a longing for the Blue Blood Pavilion.

In the evening, many people came to visit the disciples of the Blue Blood Pavilion, wanting to get closer to each other, and Liang Cao also received an invitation.

Tian Dongxi pouted: "Cao'er, what kind of young master Sha looks like a demon, he is not a good person at first glance, or don't go?" ”

Tian Dongsheng also echoed: "Cao'er, what kind of bullshit flying eagle young master, a pair of eagle eyes is very obscene, I always stare at you today, I can't wait to gouge out his eyes." ”

Zuo Liang swept his cold eyes, "What did you say?" ”

Zuo Liang had too many things to be responsible for, so he didn't follow Liang Cao, and when he heard Tian Dongsheng say this, the aura on his body immediately cooled.

"Brother Yun wanted to give me some fruits here, but I happened to see the young master of the Flying Eagle and his men talking in a whisper, and I heard them talk about Sister Cao'er."

Tang Chengrui also said: "Someone on my side is inquiring about the pavilion master, and they are asking whether the pavilion master is interested in someone or something. ”

The atmosphere is a little stagnant, but Liang Cao's appearance is one in a million, and it is normal for those people to have crooked thoughts.

"This ancestor has already cast spells on his face, and these people are still thieves."

"Even if the owner doesn't show his face, he is still peerless, and it is normal for people to have other thoughts."

"They dare to covet this ancestor, it's really bold."

"Master, you must believe that I was prescient now, right? What a good shield for setting a small milk dog early. ”

"He's not strong enough, if the other party makes a trick, I'm afraid it will hurt him."

"Don't worry, master, I'll help you watch the little milk dog."

Several people saw that Liang Cao didn't express an opinion, and they all looked at her, Tian Dongxi was a little anxious, "Sister Cao'er, why aren't you worried at all?" ”

"I'm the pavilion master, what can I see with these juniors, I refuse."

Zuo's conscience was overjoyed, and he hurriedly responded: "I'll go back now." ”

Zhu Peng, the young master of the Flying Eagle, received a reply and directly found the owner of the Flying Eagle Island, "Dad, I have a crush on her, you can help me." ”

The Bird Lord of Flying Eagle Island hesitated a little and persuaded: "The disciples of the Blue Blood Pavilion are so powerful, this Liang Pavilion Lord must be even stronger, and I can't even see her face clearly, it can be seen that she is not a master to be messed with, there are many beauties on our island, why do you think about her?" ”

"Dad, I'm thinking about our Changying Island, think about it, if my marriage with the Lord of the Liang Pavilion is successful, then the cultivation method of the Blue Blood Pavilion will not be handed over obediently, and you will not have the final say in the entire Huajiang Lake at that time."

"Peng'er, you think too simply, there are so many martial artists outside the country, and the mercenaries are all folded there, and the Liang Pavilion Master can only make friends, not evil."

"Dad, we didn't have a bad relationship, marriage is the best way to make friends."

"Peng'er, pavilion master, don't think about it, a few female disciples who came here are also good-looking, you might as well consider the others."

"Dad, what's the use of marrying a disciple? There is no way to set up cultivation exercises at all. ”

On the side of Young Master Sha, after receiving the reply, he dropped the teacup in his hand and said viciously: "I don't know what to do, I think I can be invincible with some fists and feet." ”

The subordinate stood respectfully below, and echoed: "The young master's posture of heaven and man is also the heir of the future, she is a little pavilion master, and she dares not to give the young master face, should we teach her a lesson?" ”

"We didn't see the skills of the Liang Pavilion Master with our own eyes, so we temporarily avoided the edge and went to find the little shrimp."

The night was kind, the forest was deep, the crickets were squeaking, unknown insects and birds were chirping, and a figure was lurking closer.

A beautiful little man in the room was practicing cross-legged with his eyes closed, a bamboo tube stretched out from the vent, and a wisp of light smoke slowly poured in.

The man on the bed fell to the side of the bed, and the door clicked, and it opened, and the figure jumped in.

The person on the bed was carried on his shoulders like a ragdoll and disappeared in a moment.

"Master, shall we follow?"

"You're here to protect the others."

Xiaohua really wanted to see the master's abuse of scum, but she was afraid that others would come here to make trouble, so she could only stay aggrieved.

Liang Cao walked on the roof, following all the way, his figure like a ghost.

The figure looked left and right, and saw that it was not being followed, so he went straight into a room.

"Young master, people have taken captivity."