Lu Qian's words were still a little respectful, he was thinking that more things were better than less, even if he knew that the current situation was not good, he still wanted to try his best to resolve the conflict. But he never expected that this Lei Honglie's father and his son are the same virtue, and both have their fathers and their sons, so they should be here.

"Hehe, bold fanatics, don't be clever and quibble, since you did it, the old man doesn't want to embarrass your descendants, as long as you can take my three moves, I will let you go, and this matter will not be pursued. ”

Lu Qian said in his heart when he heard this: "This old man is burly and walks like the wind, but I don't know how much stronger his martial arts are than that son." However, it is not difficult to see from the previous competition against Lei Honglie that the number of martial arts paths passed down by their family is also mediocre, and they may not be able to compare with them. ”

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and said: "Thank you for the extrajudicial kindness of the seniors, and the juniors have no choice but to be respectful and obey their fate." ”

Han Ning'er saw that the two of them were about to start, although her kung fu was not as good as Lu Qian, but she had been practicing for decades, and looking at the aura of Rao, she could still see some doorways. The old man had solid muscles and strong hands and feet, and he was afraid that it was completely different from the ability of the fat man before, so he hurriedly reminded: "Master Lu, this old man may not be simple, all hearts. ”

Seeing that she cared so much about herself, Lu Qian's heart was suddenly full of motivation, and he waved his hand to the old man and said, "Senior, please come in." ”

"Hmph!" Lei Sihai snorted disdainfully, and then his body shook, and his thunder palm shot was eight points of strength, what he thought in his mind was that this foreigner must not know his means, and he gave him a step on the surface, but in fact, he wanted to put it to death. With his own ability, he didn't need three moves to kill this unbelievable sub-force in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that he was menacing, Lu Qian immediately shook his palms to parry accordingly, and the old and the young fought in the downtown area. The vendors who were doing business around saw that Lei Sihai had come in person, and they were frightened to close their stalls one after another, for fear that they would be affected and lose their lives in vain.

What's more, he walked slowly, and was blown by the wind of the thunderous sea, and fell to the ground in an instant, oops, and screamed. Han Ning'er pinched a sweat for Lu Qian as she watched from the side, the old man's kung fu in front of him could be called a transformation realm, his moves seemed to be mediocre but had unrivaled power, if his father was still alive, he might not dare to assert that he could beat him.

Lu Qiancai, who was caught in a bitter battle, already felt that it was a little difficult to deal with the first move, how could he have such a bland move but could contain such strength, it was really rare in the world that she didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and was busy spreading Qimen Yanyun, wanting to reverse the defeat.

This fight, Lei Sihai's heart was also taken aback, although the age of this son in front of him is not very old, it is indeed a strange move, and the internal force is amazing, no wonder my son Honglie can suffer in his hands, it seems that the three moves he thought of before to win, I am afraid that he will have to change it.

The two of them have their own thoughts, and the more fierce the battle, it is the chess opponent who is in high spirits, and the courage to meet the good talent. In the second round, Lei Sihai's palm changed, and he changed from the previous plain and innocent to a set of rapidly changing offensives, and Lu Qian was even more tired of coping with it.

Although "Qimen Yan" is an extremely powerful set of exercises, but now against this Ben Lei Zhang, who is good at finding flaws and is known for his domineering strength, it is suddenly like meeting a nemesis, no matter how Lu Qian changes, he was cut off by the other party in time, and for a while, he only felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he was in a dilemma.

Han Ning'er saw that he couldn't stand it anymore, and in a hurry, he couldn't take care of it anymore, so he flew over, and unleashed the golden snake silk hand of the Kunlun faction, fighting the thunder all over the world.

"Haha, it's good to come, the old man will give you some color to see, just for my unfilial son. ”

With one and the second, Lei Sihai not only did not have the slightest tendency to fall behind, but became more and more courageous, thinking in his heart that the two styles of Lei Palm had been killed, and the next thing was the main event. Immediately, he compared his dantian qi and poured it on his palms, aiming at Lu Qian's chest was a heavy blow.

Han Ning'er saw that something was wrong, and wanted to block it for him, but was hurriedly pushed away by Lu Qian, and then quickly returned to each other, and Lei Sihai's fatal blow was in one place, and the two sides competed with internal strength.

Due to the urgency of the land migration situation, he had not yet had time to operate the true qi in his body, but he only used the strength of the Xuan Jin to oppose it, and naturally it was not comparable to the thick internal force that had been deposited in the thunder and the sea for decades, and he only felt a cramping pain in his chest, his eyes were black, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Young Master Lu!" Han Ning'er exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly ran over to help.

"Doll, you have been injured by me, and the old man only thinks that he has repaid my son's debts, and from now on your and my grievances will be written off. Next, hand over the doll and you're good to go. ”

When Lu Qian heard such an impertinent request, he immediately became angry, but his chest hurt sharply, and before he could say anything, a mouthful of blood gushed out. The distressed Han Ning'er pointed at Lei Sihai with her hand, and asked sharply: "People have also been beaten by you, and the debts owed have been repaid, why do you want to tie me up?"

"Hehe, do I still need to reason with you when I do things? Come on, tie her back for me, and there is still a lack of a concubine in the room to warm the bed. Hahaha......"

Han Ning'er was a person who was willing to commit crimes easily, and wanted to fight with them with her own skills, but before she could make a move, she was restrained by the swarm of thieves, and she couldn't move anymore if she wanted to struggle.

At the same time, Lu Qian, who wanted to stop him, was immediately dizzy, unsteady on his feet, and passed out due to damage to his heart and pulses, coupled with his impatience and anger. When he woke up again, everyone in the thunderous world had already taken Han Ning'er and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Qian, who was ashamed in his heart, struggled to stand up reluctantly, and couldn't stop blaming himself: "Lu Qian, Lu Qian, in vain, you are still a disciple of the inheritance of the Qimen Dumping Valley Sect, and you can't even protect the people you cherish around you, what kind of chivalrous and righteous battles are you talking about? What a waste, a waste!"

Forcibly enduring the pain on his body, walking in the bustling city in despair, Lu Qian at this moment has only one belief left, no matter what the price is, Han Ning'er must be rescued, even if it is death, she cannot be insulted. After inquiring a few passers-by and learning the direction of Lei Gongmen, Lu Qian dragged his staggering steps and walked slowly.

"Those who come from the south and those who go north, please do well, and give me a few copper plates!

The begging and shouting made Lu Qian inevitably think of all kinds of interesting things about himself and Cui Shiyuan in Jizhou City at the beginning of the curtain, everything was as if it was yesterday, but now it is a matter of right and wrong, and it is no longer the same year.