The martial arts cheats with the iron prefix are all obtained from the system, and there is nothing to say about the protection ability of external skills.

Even Ye Qingxuan, the first user, sighed that this martial arts is simply the same as the Tie Han kung fu he knew in his previous life, which are two kinds of martial arts.

After Yuan Zhende got it, he practiced his true qi from it, which is simply incredible.

At this time, Wu Zhi slapped a palm on Yuan Zhen's big head, only to feel that his palm seemed to be slapped on a gold and iron boulder, not to mention smashing his palm, just the anti-shock force was shaking his palm numb.

And Yuan Zhen's side is also absolutely uncomfortable, after all, the head of the six yangs is the most important place in the human body, and the palm of Wuzhi is powerful and heavy, and Yuan Zhen, who hit straight up, has gold stars in his eyes, and his brain is confused, and there is even a feeling of nausea and wanting to vomit, rising from his chest.

And a Bodhi true qi, entering from Yuan Zhen's Baihui acupoint, as if quite spiritual, stirred in Yuan Zhen's brain, bursts of Sanskrit sounds, if the heart is a little worse, this Sanskrit sound can simply drive people crazy.

Yuan Zhen was able to climb to the eighth floor of the Changming Lantern Pavilion, and naturally his Dao heart was firm, but at this time, he was not comfortable, like a mountain-like figure, after receiving a palm, he staggered like a drunk, and was crumbling.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi was suddenly happy in his heart, and he didn't care about the soreness of his palm, he stretched out his other hand and took it towards Yuan Zhen, making sure to take it in his hand, catch it back in his seat, and do it.

Seeing that Wuzhi was about to hold Yuan Zhen, suddenly a cold road horn sounded from behind, and then a mysterious qi came to him, and Wuzhi was shocked and wanted to return to his senses to resist.

However, this Xuan Qi came very quickly, and before he could turn around, the Xuan Qi hit him directly, and then the Xuan Qi entered along his own meridians, but in the blink of an eye, he locked the big and small points around his body!

With a "bang", he fell to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw a young Taoist priest who didn't talk like him, with cold eyebrows, and Shi Shiran walked towards the martial arts arena!

"Qingyuan! you think you are a senior, and you actually plot against the little monk!" Wu Zhi saw that it was Qingyuan, his face turned red, and he immediately reprimanded.

If you insist on saying this, in fact, what Wuzhi said is right, after all, Ye Qingxuan is against his master, so Qingyuan is a generation higher than him, but Wuzhi has forgotten that Qingyuan's age is a few points younger than him.

At this time, as soon as the words came out, I realized that this was the reaction, and I couldn't help but panic in my heart, only to feel that I had weakened the name of my own flying temple.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Qing Yuan came to the middle of the martial arts arena, glanced at Wuzhi coldly, and then said lightly, "Poor Dao protects his own master and nephew, what's wrong?"

The old Cheng who said this sentence of love was steady, and Wu Yu weakened his momentum at the beginning, and he was suddenly stammered by Qing Yuan's question, only to feel how this Taoist priest was so shameless, but looking at his youthful side, he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

"Nan Wu Amitabha! Demon Dao, since you say so, don't blame the old man for bullying the small!" As soon as Qingyuan's voice fell, he heard Li Qing, who was sitting beside Li Yan, shouting loudly, and then saw this bald old monk pounce out, picked up an iron rod, and hit Qingyuan on the head!

The monks of this Feilai Temple are already good at envoy sticks, and this iron rod does not know where Liqing got it, and it is very exquisite, but it is also heavy and abnormal.

At this time, the figure of Li Qing jumped into the air, as if descending from the sky like a King Kong Arhat, and hit Qingyuan with a stick, with amazing power.

However, Qingyuan didn't even raise his eyelids, leaned sideways slightly, and then raised the dust in his hand, and went towards Liqing's iron rod.

When everyone saw this, they all felt that this young little Taoist priest who was not talking was really a bit big, something like dust, they hadn't seen it, but at this time, looking at Qingyuan's envoy, the left was just a soft soldier.

It's not impossible to overcome rigidity with softness, but if it's fierce to the extreme, it seems to be like Liqing, but it's definitely even more difficult.

These truths, Qingyuan little Taoist carefully studied the Yin and Yang Avenue naturally knew, seeing that the dust in his palm swept out, a gray Xuan Qi came out, this Xuan Qi with the dust in Li Qing that had hit the iron rod in front of him, and then Li Qing felt that his strength involuntarily turned to the side, and then the strength was poor, "boom", and a stick smashed on the martial arts field!

Fortunately, this martial arts arena was carefully built by the Jingzhou Mansion Ya Order, highlighting a sturdiness, otherwise it would be such a stick, and the martial arts arena would have to be smashed out of a big hole!

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Li Qing came back to his senses, his heart moved, he had a big return pill, the original internal injuries were gone, and his skills were even better, so at this time, he was full of confidence, and he had the courage to stand up and fight Qingyuan.

But under one move, he suffered a dark loss, and with a turn of thought in his heart, Li Yan picked up the iron rod in his hand.

To say that the master of the old monk Liqing really gave him the wrong name, this old monk's personality is extremely hot, and it really has nothing to do with pure glass.

I saw that the old monk was like an angry King Kong at this time, the muscles under the monk's robe were raised, and his face was full of boundless anger.

On the other side, Qingyuan has a different appearance, this little Taoist priest has a faint look on his face from beginning to end, except for the cold eyes, when he sees Liqing's stick shadow, he doesn't even frown.

Moved lightly under his feet, let go sideways, and then swept out the dust in his palm, rolled up the head of Liqing's stick, and then between the rotation of his body, he missed the shadow of Liqing's stick, and then his arm sank, and Liqing's iron rod fell to the ground again.

After several times like this, a group of spectators finally saw a little way, don't look at the tiger and tiger style of the Liqing monk dancing with an iron rod, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Qingyuan's clothes, he was just wasting his strength in vain.

Qingyuan comprehended the Yin and Yang Dao, although his kung fu and Li Qing were in the middle of the congenital realm, but when they really fought, the gap between the two was unreasonable.

At this time, the reason why Qingyuan was still entangled with Liqing was just to use Liqing's iron rod to hone his recent experience in martial arts cultivation.

Gradually, Li Qing also discovered that something was wrong, and his stick shadow was taken aside by Qingyuan's dust roll one after another, and then slammed on the ground, so many times, his meridians were shocked and painful.

Thinking of this, Li Qing inevitably remembered the scene when Shen Fang beat himself half to death with one palm in the Dao Palace, and his heart suddenly burst out, "How can these Taoist martial arts be so evil!"

It's no wonder that Li Qing's hair is short and his knowledge is short, but it is true that the Daomen was not obvious before this world, and the Yin and Yang Dao that contains the philosophy of the Daomen, he naturally doesn't know.

Qingyuan is just getting started, and he can use a whisk to play with Liqing in the palm of his hand, and look at his posture, it has gradually become more comfortable from the initial jerky.

"This little Taoist priest is playing tricks on the old man!" Li Qing, who thought he had seen through everything, was furious in his heart, only to feel the nameless anger in his body, and suddenly rose up, and with a burst of shouts in his mouth, he was about to sweep towards Qingyuan with a stick.

"Old monk, be quiet!" Just as Li Qing burst out and was about to do his best to make a move, Qingyuan just snorted lightly, a cold and ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and then shook off the dust.

I saw that the dust in his palm was like a white pilian, and it was thrown straight out, and then a perfect Taiji diagram was crossed in the air, and it was suppressed straight towards Liqing!