"Huh."

Murong Qing shook his dagger and said, "Then rush a wave."

After speaking, Murong Qing directly took the dagger and rushed towards Zhang Bing.

Zhang Bing slowly squatted down, lifted his trouser legs, and pulled out a military bayonet from inside.

"Then look at it this way, let's see who is better at your paring knife or my military bayonet."

Zhang Bing said, rushing towards Murong Qing like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Murong Bai looked at the two who were already fighting and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Aren't you worried about this apprentice of yours?"

"This isn't my apprentice." Zhou Ze smiled and said, "This strength, you can't underestimate him, but it may directly make your Murong family one less leader."

"Don't talk too much." Murong Bai said, "It seems that you are the strongest one among them."

Zhou Ze boasted without hesitation: "And it's a mess."

"Uh..."

Murong Bai was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Hahaha! It's really interesting for you kid to talk."

"I don't think you're much older than me." Zhou Ze replied, "So, can you kid stop calling me like that."

"Okay."

The white qi in Murong Bai's hand slowly turned into a swimming dragon, wandering around Murong Bai's fingertips.

With five fingers jumping down, Zhou Ze actually saw his familiar breath on this swimming dragon.

But as for what kind of breath it is, Zhou Ze really can't say.

It feels like it's something I've used a lot before.

Wrong.

It's like something that has been with me for the rest of my life!

Just when Zhou Ze was puzzled, Murong Bai in front of him was already ready for battle.

The body slowly squatted down, and steadied his horse step.

The two hands are beckoned one after the other, and the hand in front is the palm.

Behind the hands, for the punch!

Zhou Ze finally understood why he felt that the aura on Murong Bai's body was so familiar.

Because two people are exactly like two replicas!

"Haha."

Zhou Ze laughed twice.

He didn't expect that in Tanzhou, he would find someone who knew Tai Chi Kung Fu!

That's right.

The starting action used by this Murong Bai in front of him was exactly the technique that Zhou Ze had been learning all his life.

Tai chi!

"Oh?" Murong Bai raised his eyebrows and said, "Looking at your expression, it seems to be full of surprise."

"As for why you're surprised, could it be that you know this from me?"

Murong Bai said, and hooked his finger at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze nodded: "Of course, but shouldn't you Tanzhou have such a thing?"

"Whew."

Murong Bai smiled and explained, "Because I once went out, I happened to meet a master who gave me a few instructions."

"If I'm not mistaken, the master who taught you is not named Gao Chen." Zhou Ze said slowly.

This surprised Murong Bai: "How do you know?"

"Looks like I'm right."

Zhou Ze smiled slightly, and then did exactly the same posture as Murong Bai, and made the same starting gesture as him.

"Because, we're a family."

Zhou Ze raised his eyebrows at Murong Bai and said, "It's just that you, you can't enter the door of my Qingfeng Dao Temple."

"What Qingfeng Taoist Temple, I entered the High Dust Taoist Temple." Murong Bai shook his head and said. Look at the book

Zhou Ze nodded: "I know, it's just that the High Dust Dao Temple originally defected from our Qingfeng Dao Temple."

"Defection."

Murong Bai's white qi slowly swirled in his hand: "What you said, isn't it a little too ugly."

"But I'm telling the truth."

"It's okay, what did you just say? Qingfeng Taoist Temple?"

Murong Bai sneered, "If I defeat you, won't the Gaochen Daoist Temple crush you."

After speaking, Murong Bai rushed up.

Zhou Ze greeted him with a solemn face.

After all, this was the first time he had faced a man who had used exactly the same trick as himself.

The two didn't say a word, and they immediately got entangled together.

But the two are not entangled like ordinary fights, one makes a move, and the other responds to a broken move.

For a while, no one could break anyone's defenses.

The white gas and purple qi were like two swimming dragons colliding with each other in the air.

「...」

And on the edge of the collision, there were two people who stood still.

Guo Dali stood in place, looking at the hill in front of him expressionlessly.

To be honest, Guo Dali is already a big man, but in front of this guy in front of him, Guo Dali is a small thing.

The mountain in front of you is not strong.

But he seemed to be stacked with fat meat, which made Guo Dali feel a little uncomfortable when he looked at it.

There was a feeling of suffocation as a black cloud overwhelmed the city.

But you can't just be destroyed in the city!

Guo Dali's palm touched in the air, and an explosive sound sounded in the space.

Murong Fan in front of him didn't react at all, and he didn't even bother to raise his hand to make any preparations before the battle.

"Hey, Murong Fan."

Guo Dali smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered something, if I turn around and run now, can you catch up with me?"

Murong Fan was stunned, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"You..."

Murong Fan slowly spoke, "You're so cheap."

Guo Dali smiled, then turned around and wanted to run.

Murong Fan suddenly took a step forward nervously, and the layers of fat on his body shook violently.

"Hey, hey."

Guo Dali turned his head and grinned, and said in a somewhat humble tone, "I'm scaring you, I'm shaking you."

"Hahaha."

Looking at Guo Dali's appearance, Murong Fan shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, did you kid grow this muscle for nothing?"

"If you only know how to run, I don't think you should use this muscle and go to practice running." Murong Fan said slowly.

"What are you talking about?"

Guo Dali's eyes narrowed slightly.

The breath on his body is fully revealed.

Murong Fan also laughed, and the fat trembled layer by layer.

"How? Isn't it time for your dead muscles to follow you?" Murong Fan continued.

Guo Dali's fists clenched slowly, and he looked at the fat mountain in front of him and shouted angrily, "If you want to die, just say it."

"Nope."

Murong Fan shook his head and said, "I actually just want to provoke you."

"Then you've succeeded."

Guo Dali shouted, and then punched towards Murong Fan.

Murong Fan just sat there like this, not moving, and not having any defensive posture.

Looking at Murong Fan's appearance, it was as if he was really too lazy to move.

"Bang!"

Guo Dali punched up!

Suddenly, Guo Dali couldn't help but widen his eyes.

His own punch was like a stone sinking into the sea, but there was a sound when it came into contact, and then there was no movement.

And...

Guo Dali couldn't help but widen his eyes.

His puzzled eyes looked at the fist that hit Murong Fan's body.

Can't take it out!

Because

This Murong Fen's fat is devouring his arm little by little!

"Holy, what's it?"

Guo Dali used all his strength to pull out his arm.

Murong Fan smiled and said, "So you know why I'm going to let you do it?"

"Because I've always been the one who gets beaten."

Murong Fan opened his mouth and smiled, "And I also like to be beaten."