Dorje looked at the broken skin of his left palm, snorted coldly, looked at the black mallet in Yuan Hao's right hand, and thought, "That mallet is a good treasure, this kid can break through the first form of the 'Burning Sky Palm' with a wave...... Ah, yes, that mallet is a treasure. He couldn't help but glance at Yuan Hao, and thought, "Okay! This kid is hiding a good thing." 」

"Grandpa, grandpa, Qian'er is serious, if you don't come again, Qian'er really ignores you!" Seeing Yuan Hao's whole arm bent softly, it was obvious that his hand was broken. Miss Mozhu's pen has been broken, this unarmed man, how can she fight again? Her face was pale, and she was extremely anxious, and she shouted to the sky and the earth in all directions, begging bitterly.

This time, Dorje not only captured the arsonist and Miss Mozhu, but also took a Dao treasure by the way, only to feel full of pride, and was about to laugh, but from the southeast, there was already a burst of earth-shattering laughter.

The joy in the laughter was hard to hide, and the sound shook in all directions, and it did not disappear for a long time. I saw the earth's crust shaking slightly, and what was even more surprising was that the space also trembled faintly, and the cold mist swept away.

As a master of the Zhenhua Realm, Dorje's mastery of internal strength and Dao Qi was even worse than that of Yuan Hao and Miss Mozhu, his face changed slightly at the moment, and he said secretly: "In addition to the five hegemons of the Dao Alliance, there are still such masters in the Central Plains?"

In the next moment, a figure drove from somewhere in the sky, shattered the air, shook the clouds, and flew like a meteor flying by, the speed was amazing, and with a loud bang, it fell directly in front of Miss Mozhu. The dust and sand were flying, the wind was blowing, the grass and trees around were falling down, crooked, and the wind pressed over, but they kept their way and never got up again.

The man was dressed in white, his clothes were fluttering, and his momentum was quite extraordinary. He laughed and laughed, his old face was overjoyed, and he said in a trembling voice: "The old man's good granddaughter, so Qian'er! You are finally back! Hahaha, grandpa thinks about you very hard." Tell grandpa where you went and what kind of paintings you made? If you have good paintings, you can leave them for grandpa to see, and sell the rest of the bad ones. 」

Miss Mozhu originally had a happy face, but when she heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, her face was slightly red, her beautiful eyes flowed, she glanced at Yuan Hao, and saw that he was still fainting, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "Grandpa! Qian'er told you, don't call Qian'er like that, that's, it's too ...... Alas, you, your old man are finally here, and the monks of the Western Regions want to reconcile Qian'er ...... Catch it with your friends and friends, and think of a way. 」

The old man let out a "huh" and said in surprise, "That, that...... That's not ...... Hahaha, I see, I see, since ancient times, there were ancients who were honest and did not deceive me, but today it is Daogu Cheng who does not deceive me, haha, haha!" His laughter was not loud, plain, but it was like thunder, which shows the strength of his realm.

Then the laughter stopped, and a pair of old eyes shot at Dorje like lightning, and said, "Qian'er, this matter will be handled by Grandpa, and you will take care of that friend. 」

Miss Mozhu frowned slightly, I don't know why grandpa laughed, so she answered, and walked towards Yuan Hao. Seeing that Yuan Hao's right arm was purple, he was panting, and when he touched it gently, it was a fracture.

I didn't dare to touch it again at the moment, so I gently supported Yuan Hao, let him lean on his arms, and run the Dao Qi, which passed into his body from his back, smoothed the tight acupuncture points around his body, and regulated the messy internal breath. In the process, she couldn't help but snort, only then did she know that Yuan Hao was just a martial artist in the same vein.

Miss Mozhu secretly wondered: "He...... How did he, a martial artist who holds the realm of the master, resist the blow of this monk?" Meimu looked to the side, saw the black mallet, remembered Yuan Hao waving the black mallet, and thought, "Yes, he used this mallet......

Dorje knew at a glance that his old family was good at martial arts, and they were probably indistinguishable from each other, and he was surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that in the Central Plains, in addition to the five hegemons of the Dao Alliance, there were such immortal masters. Dorje didn't dare to be careless, put away his joking mentality, and arched his hand, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" He knew that he was a follower of the Law Holy Sect, and it was unreasonable for him to appear here, so he did not follow the customs of the rivers and lakes, and briefly stated his surname first, but asked who the person was first.

The old man was not angry, he put his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly, but in that smile, there was no smile at all, and said, "What is the old man's surname, logically speaking, it really should be known to you, the thief who stole people's granddaughters, but you are a holy monk, and the old man is reluctant to say it. 」

Dorje snorted coldly and said, "What a big breath! I don't know your Excellency's kung fu, but do you have such great ability?"

The old man laughed and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, where is the old man's martial arts, Zi'er knows very well, if you can win, you can win, and if you can't win, you can't win." The old man is in a very happy mood today, if you, a holy monk, don't you believe it, why don't you try it?"

As the old man said, Dorje is a monk of the Law Holy Sect, with a high and powerful position, and he is deeply respected by the majority of Holy Sect believers, even the five tyrants of the Dao Alliance, and they dare not be unfair to themselves, how can they bear to be underestimated by someone in such a contemptuous tone?

"Then be careful!" Dorje shouted, and the "Burning Sky Palm" rose again, and the scorching heat from afar was even stronger than the palm strength of Yuan Hao and the others. If this palm hits the old man, it can be described as terrifying, terrifying, and unimaginable.

However, when the old man saw the "Burning Heaven Great Palm", not only did he not have the slightest fear on his face, but he also laughed and said, "The Holy Sect Burning Heaven Great Palm has heard of it for a long time, and it is indeed good! This palm is practiced to perfection, it can be like a fire burning the sky, this heaven is not the true god of your religion, but refers to another heaven, that is, martial law. 」

Dorje was stunned in his heart, and immediately burst into laughter, and Sen Han said, "Yes, it seems that Your Excellency knows that I teach history, but that's it, Your Excellency's granddaughter is an important master of our Holy Sect, and the Holy Sect can't afford to lose, forgive me!"

When the old man heard this, he laughed again and again, and said, "It turns out that the old man's precious granddaughter did not leave home to make a move, but was caught by the people of your sect? Hehe, it turns out, it turns out!" The clothes fluttered, and he raised his left hand, and with a slight wave, a gust of wind suddenly rose out of nowhere, and the wind roared, and then became more and more powerful, and then it became earth-shattering, and attacked wildly, as if it were mournful;

Dorje had never seen such martial arts, and he felt very curious, and when the wind blew, he thought that the great palm of the burning sky was prompted by internal forces, and the strength belonged to fire, and the more wind it had, the more vigorous it would naturally burn, and the momentum of the palm would suddenly increase.

The old man said, "Go here!" and his fingers shifted to the left, and the wind changed sharply, and began to blow wildly to the left. He then said, "Go there!" Pointing everywhere, the howling wind did not show any signs, blowing east and west, all according to the old man's will, not to mention strengthening the palm momentum, the Burning Sky Palm has not yet been hit, and the power has been reduced by half.

The old man's left hand guided the direction of the wind, and his right hand stretched out, forming a circle in the air, and said with an evil smile: "Not only do you want to steal someone's granddaughter, but also hurt the old man's good friend, this crime is unforgivable, I originally wanted to kill you as soon as possible, but the old man doesn't want to offend the Holy Sect, so I'll give you this palm." 」