Ren Xian waved his hand, "Wait, let's make it clear what we bet on this time, otherwise we will bet on a big one, I don't know if that girl is willing or not." ”

Zhou Duyu was not to be outdone, "You say, I'm afraid you won't dare!" ”

It seems that she is extremely confident, winning Ren Xian seems to be a matter of holding the handle, and she believes in the strength of the senior brother.

Originally, I wanted to win a few more pieces of Lingyu, but the little girl didn't know what to do, so she let you learn a lesson, "Lingyu just won, and it just so happens that I still lack a maid in the warm house, I don't know if the young lady dares to bet." ”

Presumptuous, it is really Chiguoguo's teasing, Zhou Duyu looked at Ren Xian again, although the little brother in front of him is not so burly, he is also clear-eyed, not handsome and compelling, and it will be a little tasteful after watching it for a long time.

Qin Guanlan knows that this matter is not trivial, isn't this a human trafficker, it is too inappropriate to gamble on my junior sister's freedom and happiness, "I don't know where Brother Tai is from and where he stays?" ”

interrogated the family, the three of them have revealed their identities, and they don't know Ren Xian's roots.

"Brother Qin, don't worry, I have no sect, and my teacher is not a martial artist, so I won't have any trouble winning." What she meant by this, the subtext was deception, implying as if she was not an opponent.

The previous war avoidance was a bright line, and the initiative to show weakness may be modest, supplemented by hints, Qin Guanlan was not fooled is not that he really thinks about it so much, and the martial artist has a few brains that are particularly easy to use!

Zhou Duyu seemed to have the chance to win, "Senior brother, bet with him!" ”

Ren Xian smiled and said nothing, Qin Guanlan seemed to have made up his mind when he was told by his junior sister, "Brother Tai, if I win by luck, we don't want your sable and Lingyu, you name my junior sister, then you lose, how about joining our righteous sect?" ”

He wants it all, and he sees Ren Xian's extraordinary.

After nodding in agreement, the two of them started their stance. Qin Guanlan rushed to attack, and when he came up, he pressed people with force, Ren Xian did not dodge, and separated from him with a palm.

In a fight, Qin Guanlan's heart was cold, the other party was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, his whole body was trembling, and he was just a palm. If he knew, Ren Xian hadn't done his best, and he didn't know where to be surprised.

Ren Xian really did not go beyond the realm of qi training, Qin Guanlan knew that he had been polishing at the peak of qi training for several years, and he was a person who had just entered the Yuan realm, and he also had the strength to fight.

It's weird, it's too weird, when he fights with his junior brother, it's just five or five, and he thinks it's clumsy.

Seeing that he was still thinking, Ren Xian made a move, she did not use the move of selfless fist, but used the fist intent of selfless fist. It seems to be a light punch, but in fact, it contains strength, and the tiger is full of wind.

Ren Xian's punches didn't have the slightest palm, just like a child who didn't know martial arts fighting, punching indiscriminately, and Zhou Duyu on the side looked surprised.

Qin Guanlan's face was solemn, he avoided everywhere, and he felt that kind of casual coherent fist intent. He even had a weird idea, this guy on the other side wouldn't be practicing boxing by himself!

Zhou Duyu saw that Senior Brother was only defending and not attacking, and shouted anxiously, "Senior Brother, you beat him." ”

Meng Boyu next to him saw a little bit of the doorway, "Don't interfere with Senior Brother, it's not that he doesn't want to make a move, but the other party's attack makes Senior Brother unable to get out of his rhythm." ”

Ren Xian couldn't hear what they said, and was immersed in the perception of fist intent, from the time she killed Huazhi to ask, she found that her limit was to make three punches but had no strength to make a fourth punch.

It was a forcible urging of internal breath, and if he could completely penetrate the selfless fist, the fourth punch might be there. How to describe it, it's like when we go shopping, we buy the same things one by one, pay for them one by one, and if we buy them together, can we save a little money?

Ren Xian became more and more fierce the battle, she seemed to have forgotten all the moves of the selfless fist, and there was only one thought in her heart, punch!

The boxing technique is getting faster and faster, and the internal breath is constantly released, Qin Guanlan has no power to fight back at all, he has no time to think again, he can only see the fist and dodge the fist, and he has also tried to fight with Ren Xian.

At the moment of the collision, Qin Guanlan couldn't immediately mobilize his internal breath to face Ren Xian's second punch, and his blind defense would always make mistakes. Ren Xian hit Qin Guanlan's shoulder with a punch that was not in a hurry, and the second punch followed, knocking him away, mid-air, and the third punch ended.

Ren Xian controlled his strength very much, otherwise the first punch he hit would be incapacitated.

Zhou Duyu's first thought was not to care about his senior brother's injury, but to finish, what should he do? Meng Boyu saw that Ren Xian was so brave, and he thought that he was not her opponent when he used weapons.

Qin Guanlan vomited blood when he was beaten, logically speaking, the victory and defeat had been divided, he still stood up and glanced at Zhou Duyu. Zhou Duyu comprehended, pulled out his sword, and threw it to his senior brother.

Is it impossible to lose, Qin Guanlan can afford to lose, but Zhou Duyu can't lose.

Ren Xian was satisfied with the release of his fist intent just now, and he took another big step in the selfless fist!

"Why bother?"

Zhou Duyu thought that Ren Xian said this, which was a sign of fear, Qin Guanlan understood! He knew that even if he had a weapon in his hand, he would not be able to withstand the person in front of him.

He has no choice, he has to do his best, unless he falls, he can't lose his junior sister.

He has his own stubbornness, holding a long sword, and the sound of the sword is faint, gathering momentum.

Ren Xian knew that the other party's state was not good, and he would recover so easily after being punched three times by himself. He concentrates his strength and unleashes the strongest sword.

Ren Xian can not wait for him and break his state, then Qin Guanlan will definitely be defeated. In the face of such a persistent person, since he chose to work hard, Ren Xian didn't mind giving him a chance.

Qin Guanlan felt extremely pressured, on the one hand, he was gambling, he lost, where would his junior sister go. On the other hand, he has always had an invincible heart in the same Qi cultivation realm, until he met Ren Xian, and he felt like a frog at the bottom of a well.

He didn't want to easily lose to someone in the same realm, that kind of strong desire for victory, coupled with the pressure brought to him by Ren Xian and his dedication to fighting, under many factors, Qin Guanlan actually broke through his own bottleneck at this point and entered the realm of entering the Yuan!

Qin Guanlan swept away the declining momentum, his internal breath was transformed into vitality and wrapped around the sword body from the inside, he was still accumulating strength, waiting for him to send out that sword when he was at his strongest!

For his temporary breakthrough, Zhou Duyu and Meng Boyu were really happy, and Ren Xian also felt the pressure, this person should have any secret methods or tricks, and he couldn't hide it.

The Super Heavenly Jue was running at full speed in an instant, and the internal breath that was rushing all over her body couldn't stop gathering on her fist, and her strength was much faster than Qin Guanlan's.

Qin Guanlan is not only accumulating strength, but also accumulating momentum, sword momentum, which is stored in a thought, passing in an instant.

He moved, unpretentious and majestic, and a sword struck!