"Easy Boxing Method" is a matter of hundreds of years ago, no matter how high the martial arts are, they will be caught up by the latecomers over time, it is undeniable, this martial arts was an era at the beginning, but now, in the eyes of many masters, it has become a period of vicissitudes of history.

Shen Tulie said: "Everyone, what do you think, what do you mean by this person named Bai Jun, who disregards our regulations and frequently uses killing moves in the venue?"

This remark reminded the others, and Xu Jiuhe said: "Could it be that he did it on purpose?"

Shen Tu Lie said: "How do you know where he learned this old antique kung fu, it seems to be like that, but in fact..."

The monk of Shaolin Temple said: "The height of the "Easy Boxing Method" is by no means like this, it seems that this Bai Jun little benefactor has not learned it at home. ”

Xu Jiuhe said: "This is not a matter of exercises. He looked around and swept across the room, as if to discover something.

On the viewing platform, many heads fell into thinking, but Lu Qianyu didn't know what they saw or thought, he only cared about what was on the field.

Time passed, and the situation on the field became clearer and clearer.

Under Bai Jun's sharp attack, Wang Chuan gradually felt invincible, and everywhere on his body had been swept by Bai Jun's fist, and the injury was not serious, but now, he could only resist, but he was powerless to counterattack, and he was on the verge of defeat, struggling hard.

Yan Chengjue stayed on the side, and when he saw that Wang Chuan's situation was not good, he stopped the competition and said, "Enough, Bai Jun, you have already won, if you continue to fight, do you still want to kill people?"

Bai Jun grabbed Wang Chuan in his hand, Wang Chuan counterattacked with his legs, and he slammed a punch into Wang Chuan's lower abdomen, this punch was extremely powerful, directly knocking Wang Chuan out of a mouthful of blood, and the internal organs on his body had been damaged.

Yan Chengjue said angrily: "Don't stop?"

Bai Jun sneered, threw Wang Chuan aside, and said, "Why, the Dongqiu faction can't see it, you might as well go on the field and let me learn the swordsmanship of the Dongqiu faction." ”

A disciple on the stage of the Dongqiu faction said: "How can this be reasonable, when this is your backyard, on Dongqiu Mountain, that is the place where you are presumptuous, can you look for death?"

Wang Chuan

Fell to the ground, stood up tremblingly, pressed his hand on his lower abdomen, his expression was extremely painful, he knew that he was not Bai Jun's opponent, and if he continued to fight, he was afraid that his life would be in danger, and he would not be able to avenge his father's revenge, but he had a fierce Mobei people, and the spirit of never admitting defeat, so that he could face any powerful enemy, which undoubtedly gave him a powerful boost, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said: "Friend of the Dongqiu faction, my Wang Chuan is not dead yet, tired... , I bother you to figure it out, this is a matter between us, hatred is this kind of thing, imprisoned on your chest, become the driving force of your life, if you can't take revenge, what is the point of my Wang Chuan living, so you let it go first, and when this guy kills me Wang Chuan, you will hold him responsible. ”

Bai Jun smiled: "What a person who is not afraid of death." Turning his head, he said to Yan Chengjue impatiently: "You have also heard, you have seen, this guy is bent on death, what can I do, you can naturally help him, I Bai Jun doesn't care, in short, I want to kill him, if not, I will not have a peaceful sleep in the future." After speaking, he strode towards Wang Chuan.

Yan Chengjue just hesitated for a moment, Bai Jun had already started with Wang Chuan, Wang Chuan's internal and external injuries, all added together, there was Bai Jun's opponent, under his hands, only resisted three moves, and then punched him in the chest, Wang Chuan held Bai Jun's arm with both hands, Bai Jun couldn't pull it out, so he had to scream, and the other hand slapped down on his heavenly spirit cover, this time Wang Chuan didn't dodge, his head shot a pit for the other party, and he vomited blood in his mouth, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

Seeing this, Yan Chengjue only hated himself for hesitating at this time, and thought, "What do I have to say to this murderer, today is the time for me to behave." Thinking of this, the disciples of the Dongqiu Sect had already rushed forward.

Bai Jun killed another person, the meaning of appearing here is very different, the disciples of the Dongqiu faction, there is no need to show mercy, four swords, forming the sword formation of the Dongqiu faction, dividing and attacking together, all of them greet Bai Jun's vital point.

Bai Jun lifted Wang Chuan's corpse and threw it at a disciple of the Dongqiu faction, the side of the ground of the Dongqiu faction dodged, and Bai Jun pulled out a soft sword from his waist, this sword was like a ribbon, shining brightly, and slashed at the disciple of the Dongqiu faction

On Zi's shoulder, the Dongqiu Sect disciple screamed miserably, only to see his right arm and body separated.

The people on the field were dumbfounded.

Lu Qianyu and Lin Xing had already stood up.

Bai Jun successively killed Tai Sui Wai and Mobei Shao Yan King, his behavior is suspicious, and now he actually did it to the disciples of the Dongqiu Sect, and killed a person with a shot, such a person, he can be tolerated at the venue.

Under Bai Jun's sword, the disciples of the Dongqiu faction were powerless to resist, just one move, and his life was lost, the disciples of the Dongqiu faction were not a bad breed, although they broke an arm, they still attacked with a sword, and the other three people of the Dongqiu faction surrounded them, Bai Jun did not care, the long sword waved, and the soft sword made a buzzing sound, and the long sword of one of the disciples of the Dongqiu faction collided together, he used a soft sword, when he touched the long sword, the sword body was bent, and it hit the person's face, a big mouth appeared, and then blood flowed out, the disciples of the Dongqiu faction screamed, raised their swords, and at the same time, the three of them were all stabbed, it is bound to stab Bai Jun in the center out of four blood holes.

Bai Jun's body flew around to protect his back with a soft sword, when the four sounds, the long swords of the four people were peeled off, it turned out that when he made a move, he had aimed at everyone's wrists, the sword-holding wrists of the disciples of the Dongqiu faction cut off the tendons, and the long swords fell to the ground, Bai Jun smiled coldly, the soft sword swung out a few cold lights, and the four disciples of the Dongqiu faction, their throats spurted blood like a spring, and they fell to the ground together, it turned out that the arteries had been cut, and this process was just a matter within one move, Yan Chengjue didn't even have time to rescue, and when he arrived, he could only take out the sword and avoid Bai Jun, Bai Jun knew that Yan Chengjue was powerful, and he didn't fight hard with him, and after a few steps back, the soft sword was raised high, the sword body swayed from side to side.

The audience was silent, and everyone was frightened.

As soon as Bai Jun made a move, it turned out that four disciples of the Dongqiu Sect had become corpses, and their martial arts were so high that it was difficult to speculate.

Lu Qianyu secretly thought: "This person's swordsmanship can't be said to be very high, these disciples of the Dongqiu Sect have suffered from the soft sword, and the soft sword has infinite changes, it is much weirder than the long sword, how can it underestimate the enemy?"

Yan Chengjue is Lu Qianyu's friend, even if the two don't have a deep relationship, he is not willing to let Yan Chengjue be in danger.

(End of chapter)

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