Since he appeared on the stage, he has seen through the opponent's cultivation, and he has returned to Di Yi in a blink of an eye, and more than a dozen rounds have passed in the blink of an eye.

On one side is the domineering martial arts Ling Tianjue, full of true energy, sharp and sharp, and brave. On one side is the peak streamer method of the body method, the shadow of Sumeru, the step of Tiangang, the ghost has no cash light.

Lu Qian and the others took advantage of this opportunity to get together, and in order to avoid affecting themselves, they retreated to the side first, and with the coordinated support of Cui Shiyuan and Liu Erji, they returned safely to Yi Chengfeng and Daoist Voyeur.

After a brief introduction, everyone knew that there was such a wonderful relationship between the three of them, and they greeted each other.

Looking at the stage, Zhi Changkong forced Di Yi to retreat again and again with his dexterity, on the one hand, he had to watch out for his dart hidden weapon, and on the other hand, he had to compete with him for internal strength.

The two fought endlessly from south to north, from east to west. As he was fighting, he saw a sudden change in his moves, flew into the air, and then flew out of three golden darts.

Di Yi, who had been keeping an eye on the movements of his hands, hurriedly dodged, and when he came to look for the traces of the sky again, he had disappeared.

"This person is so good at cultivating evil sects, and I have to suffer if I continue like this. ”

In order not to lose face in front of his subordinates, Di Yi, a Pingtian layman, closed his eyes and planned to lock the position of the sky with his extraordinary ear voice.

Who knew that just as he was getting ready, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him without warning, Di Yi subconsciously turned around to block it, but the strong wind turned to another position.

This cycle went on and on, and he circled around him a few times in a row, and finally made the old thief dizzy, only to hear Changkong sneer, and sneered: "Alas, I said what you are capable of, it turns out that it is nothing more than that." ”

Before the words fell, only a "snap" sound, Di Yi was slapped by his slap and took a few steps forward, almost falling into the crowd.

The two kind-hearted generals next to him still wanted to go over to help, but they were vigorously pushed away by him, turned around and looked at Changkong viciously: "It's not a good thing to be on the left side of the door, but you dare to fight the old man head-on!"

With this person's character, Changkong also knows that he must be unwilling, and now that the heroes are trapped and the Honghua Temple is burned, it is urgent to end this dispute as soon as possible and protect everyone from Shaomu Mountain is the best choice.

Thinking of this, Ji Changkong shook the sleeves of his robe, came to Di Yi again, and said loudly: "Why don't you dare? ”

"Okay, you brought it on yourself!"

Di Yi, who was blinded by shame and indignation, saw that the opportunity had come, how could he easily let it go?

This palm is as its name suggests, with the blessing of high and profound internal force, when there is the power of opening mountains and gravel, it is not said that an ordinary person is blocking in front of him, even the thousand-year-old ice of the Northern Blue Sea may not be able to stand his palm.

Lu Qian, Cui Shiyuan, and Liu Erji saw that Di Yi had taken out the ability to take care of the house, and even the aura on his body changed, and he couldn't help but sweat for Changkong.

"Boss Lu, can this senior really withstand the three palms of that old thief? Why do I look so suspenseful? You see that his body is as thin as you, don't have any accidents. ”

Although Cui Shiyuan's words were ugly, they were indeed the truth, judging from the appearance of the sky, no one could imagine how such a half-old man could withstand Di Yi's powerful palm.

"Hugh's nonsense, I think that Uncle Shi and his old man can do this, he must be sure, let's just watch. ”

Lu Qian said this to appease the army, but in fact, he was also very worried in his heart. I have always only known that my uncle's body is superb, and his secret weapon is unparalleled, where have I heard that he still has such hard skills? But the matter has come to this point, and I have to wait and see what happens.

"Hey, you two are really unfounded, not to mention that the kung fu of this old man is unfathomable, but it is also much stronger than the few chivalrous swordsmen who went up before, just from the solemn look on the face of the thief old monster. ”

Liu Erji said as he stroked his hammer with five more fingerprints distressedly, this blade was no less than the weight of a mother-in-law to him, and now it was marked by Di Yi as if it had been defiled, which made him feel extremely unhappy.

"Phew, his grandmother's thief!"

......

"Smack!"

When the moment the opening palm made contact with the body of Yan Changkong, there was a crisp sound of breaking the gold and stone, and then looking at Di Yi's face, it had gradually changed from the initial smug spring breeze to the yellow weeds after autumn, and there was a trace of amazement in the frustration.

"This ...... This guy was indifferent when he was slapped with all my strength, could it be that this person has also cultivated the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt? No, no, the strange body style that only dodged and dodged when I looked at him didn't look like a person with such ability, it was really weird!"

Di Yi's heart flashed countless thoughts at this moment, until he said, "Come on, use more force, you still have two palms left." ”

"Hehe, come on, you're watching!"

People who practice martial arts are also human beings after all, and once they have a strong temper, they will not turn back, not to mention that once they stop in front of everyone, what deterrent power will there be in the name of this peaceful layman in the future?

Thinking of this, Di Yi, a Pingtian layman, took a few steps back, jumped high in mid-air with a momentum, and his arm burst out of the Dao Dao Dao muscles, and he waved his palm twice to hit the top of Yan Changkong's head.

There is a reason for his style, all the foreign kung fu masters who practice the invulnerability of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt on the rivers and lakes, the top of the head and the perineum are valves, once they are deflated, their magic skills will be broken immediately.

Although what he practiced in Changkong may not be such hard skills, Di Yi still decided to give it a try in line with the principle of similarity, and if it didn't work, he still had the next palm to carry it, and he was not afraid.

Seeing that he chose to make trouble on the top of his head, he simply smiled slightly, stretched his head over and asked him to hit, only to hear a crisp sound, and the heroes and officers and soldiers were all dumbfounded.

"Good kung fu!"

In the crowd, I don't know which guy with a loud voice broke off, and everyone came back to their senses, and couldn't help but secretly admire Changkong's ability.

"What's the matter, the two palms have passed, what else do you have to say now?"

Facing the questioning of Yan Changkong, Di Yi sneered, and in addition to being ashamed, he was already moved to kill.

"Hehe, you are indeed a master, but even if you are excellent in martial arts, what can you do? All the generals listen to the order, kill me!"