"The bright moon is not reflected in the cup tonight, and the neon flashes and sings and dances. It's just because of that incomplete story that Mu Ran sings and no one loses anything."

The sound of high-pitched drums and roaring singing instantly ignited the air filled with the smell of alcohol.

Li Jun inhaled this blazing heat into his lungs, and his bloodstained shirtless exuded a strong aura.

Kick the ground forward, raise your knees and swing your legs, and whip your legs fiercely at the ugly fat face with an arrogant smile!

The shadows of his feet and legs made a hunting sound through the air, but they were stopped by a fist that suddenly came from the side.

A 'figure' quietly appeared beside Yu Kou.

There are no gender-distinguishing features on the naked body, and the almost flawless body lines reveal a strong smell of artificial chiseling.

A bright yellow engraving seal covers the door, completely covering its appearance.

Many hair-thin metal lines extend from the body of the talisman, spread along the neck and towards the chest, and finally intertwine and outline into two huge seals.

Yellow Turbans.

Daomen Protector, Yellow Turban Lux!

"Go!"

Yu Kou stretched out his hand and pinched the trick and pointed at Li Jun.

The figure of the yellow turban wrestler rushed out in an instant, bowed his body in an arrow step, twisted his body to open the frame, and blasted towards Li Jun with a punch!

A surging fist wind enveloped him, but Li Jun suddenly had a familiar feeling.

"It's . Skills?! ”

Li Jun's eyebrows suddenly raised, he actually felt the internal force in the boxing of this yellow turban wrestler!

You must know that whether it is Zhao Qingxia who uses mimic martial arts, or Gu Yong, who steals teachers, they only use the 'shape' of martial arts, but this yellow turban wrestler has both god and form.

This is certainly not a unique Taoist technique.

Even the Mohists and Confucians could not simulate the internal force of the martial arts sequence, and Li Jun couldn't think of why the Taoists could.

Unless, this yellow turban wrestler is also a martial arts sequence.

As soon as this thought emerged, it was like a wildfire spreading in Li Jun's heart, and the sudden boiling blood made him almost can't help but roar angrily.

Li Jun pulled open the eight-pole boxing fight, stepped forward, and raised his hand to punch.

The fists collided head-on with a muffled sound, like a dry thunder rolling through the clouds, and then a torrential rain fell from the sky.

The sound of fists is like rain, continuous.

This kind of head-to-head boxing without fancy is a comparison of whose bones are hard enough, and whose physique is stronger.

Torrential rains come and go quickly.

In a moment, this yellow turban wrestler couldn't bear the terrifying fist shadow that swept in, and his steps were messy for a moment.

Li Jun's eyes showed a cold light, and he hurriedly smashed open the middle door of the Yellow Turban Lux, and the eight pole fist moves poured on the opponent's chest.

The Yellow Turban Lux kept crackling and crackling, flew sideways, knocked over a wine rack, and fell into the glass on the floor and didn't move.

"It's worthy of being the seedling that I fancy Master Dao, this body of yours is better than I expected."

An arrogant voice came, and a small sound of breaking the air was hidden in it.

When Li Jun reacted, a flying sword the length of a palm had already stabbed in front of him, and his scalp was numb with murderous energy.

Poof!

Li Jun's waist is folded horizontally, with his back facing the sky. The flying sword almost brushed the tip of his nose, but the sharp sword qi still cut a narrow wound on Li Jun's face.

It spreads from the lower jaw to the center of the eyebrows, almost cutting the entire face in half.

Without a moment's hesitation, Li Jun, whose half of his face was stained red with blood, rushed forward, and the eight-pole fist moved the tiger to climb the mountain and press towards Yu Kou with the momentum of the top of the hood.

Airplanes. Airplanes.

Suddenly there were ripples in the air, and an engraved talisman hovered above Li Jun's head at some point.

The sudden weight was like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, and at this moment, not only did his movements stop, but Li Jun felt that his spirit was also in a trance at this moment.

Sou!

There was a flying sword flying behind him, and the sound of breaking the air was not inferior to Gu Yong's sword assassination.

At this moment of life and death, Li Jun's body suddenly erupted with a high-pitched sound of a copper lock knocking on the door!

Li Jun's cloudy eyes, which were already insects in the pearl, suddenly became clear, and his shoulders trembled like a general removing his armor, shaking off the power of the talisman seal.

Turning around and raising his palm, the momentum is like holding the sky.

From the bottom up, he slapped away the flying sword that stabbed at the skull, and at the same time collapsed and exerted force, his body was like a fierce tiger, and he jumped his knees and crashed into Yu Kou.

Boom!

A figure stood in front of Yu Kou, and it was actually the Yellow Turban Lux who had been beaten and thrown into the distance before.

The tip of Li Jun's elbow pierced the door in front of it, shattering the carved talisman seal, revealing his next face with his facial features cut off.

A shattered biochip embedded in a blur of flesh.

The identity of the Yellow Turban Lux speaks for itself.

Li Jun, whose face was full of boiling murderous intent, tightened his lips.

Angry and silent.

Yu Kou didn't seem to expect the Yellow Turban Lux to die so neatly, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly retreated.

Although he is fat, he is quite agile in his movements.

It's a pity that his speed is tantamount to a pig struggling in Li Jun's eyes.

Li Jun stepped to catch up, like the erosion of the bones, clinging tightly.

The Baji Fist opened and closed, and the turbulent fist wind blew away the bun on the top of Yu Kou's head in an instant.

Yu Kou's face twitched, and there was also a hideous appearance in his eyes.

I saw his arms trembling, and several nerve wires dragged the flying sword out of his sleeve and stabbed into Li Jun's body.

Poof!

The flying sword entered the flesh and inserted it into Li Jun's chest, front and back!

The sound of flesh and blood breaking and bones breaking was tooth-aching.

The corners of Yu Kou's mouth twitched, and the corners of his mouth were about to show an arrogant smile, but he was shocked to find that in the eyes in front of him, the fierceness was still there!

Arrogance recedes like a tide, and fear follows.

Yu Kou's hair stood on end, and he was about to break the link with the nerve harness and escape.

It's a pity that Li Jun's right fist has arrived, and it slammed into Yu Kou's face.

This punch poured all its might, and the sound of the tiger's roar was deafening.

The huge mountain of Roshan was also thrown out, and blood continued to pour out from the dented fist pit on Yu Kou's face.

"Fate along the palm prints"

The singing continues on the stereo.

"Fate? I'll fuck you. ”

Li Jun spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, pressed his hands to his knees and gasped, the sharp pain to the bone continued to eat away at his willpower.

An extreme exhaustion swept through the whole body, and there seemed to be bursts of Buddha hidden chanting in the trance.

After a long time, Li Jun finally looked up, and the scene in front of him returned to the Golden Brick Square in front of the temple.

"Greed, hatred, ignorance, and suspicion, your five organs have already hurt your four organs. This last realm is the period of your death. ”

On the high platform, Mu Chi held a vajra in his hand and pinched out the dreadnought seal in his hand.

"The Buddha has mercy and allows me to give you another chance to get lost. Li Jun, is he willing to become a Buddhist believer and hold the Vajra precepts. ”

"Don't Don't Fight"

In the burden behind him, which was soaked in blood, there was a subtle whimper of sorrow, which seemed to make Li Jun give up.

Li Jun patted his back lightly with his backhand and whispered, "If you can see it, then keep your eyes open and show me." ”

Li Jun raised his head proudly, even though the blood was mottled, his angular face was still smiling.

"Uncle taught you how to kill this kind of bastard!"

At this moment, the sound of the copper lock hitting the door resounded in the sky, overshadowing the Buddha sound in the sky!

(End of chapter)