After killing Xiao Wangchun, Sun Zhiyi will become a great enemy, if the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance is finally taken away by him, I will listen to his orders, but it is very inappropriate." ”

When he made a move, he secretly left a little internal force, but he seemed to fight with all his strength on his face, regardless of his body, but most of the power of Xiao Wangchun's "Marigold Palm" was taken away by Sun Zhiyi. Fang Qingluan's body is exquisite, and no one else can see it.

In an instant, the three of them had already dismantled more than 100 moves. laughing and forgetting the spring even used ingenuity to induce Sun Zhiyi to be fooled. Sun Zhiyi's experience is extremely shallow, and he almost fell into the road several times, but he relied on Fang Qingluan to take care of him and resolve it in time, but for Xiao Wangchun's fierce palm, Sun Zhiyi struggled to bear it with deep internal strength.

Lu Qian was in a circle surrounded by eighteen Wuhuan warriors, seeing the second brother advancing step by step, not falling behind at all, the eldest brother was one against two, although the god was majestic, but seeing that his every palm was a howling wind, flying sand and stones, I was afraid that it would be difficult to last, and I thought: "I keep saying that I want to go to the tribulation with my two elder brothers, but when the matter comes, but I hide in the crowd and am protected by others, what kind of righteousness is that? What kind of life and death is it? Although my martial arts skills are mediocre, it is also good to entangle with Fang Qingluan with the Liuren Streamer Technique, and let the eldest brother free up his hands to fight off the ugly-faced Sun Gang Leader first. ”

He had already made up his mind, and walked out of the circle of eighteen black-ring warriors, and said loudly: "Young Master Fang, since you are as famous as me here, you should have a one-on-one competition with me, how can you ask someone to help you to support it? Even if you barely make a draw, isn't it already embarrassing to the world? Come on, come on, you have the ability, just punch me and try it." As he spoke, he shook his body, grabbed Fang Qingluan's back, and reached out to grab the back of his neck.

Fang Qingluan saw that he was coming very quickly, and slapped his backhand and hit him in the face. Lu Qian's right cheek was broken and bleeding, and tears flowed down in pain. His six-trick streamer was originally very wonderful, and when he used it, it was really difficult for others to hit his body, but this time he was attacking others. With such a careless grasp, how could he catch Fang Qingluan, who was at the top of his martial arts? was hit by him with a palm, and Lu Qian would not dodge, and immediately his skin and flesh bloomed, and he was miserable.

But Fang Qingluan's palm only touched his cheek so quickly, and he immediately felt that his internal strength rushed outward, and disappeared without a trace, and the palms of his arms and hands couldn't help but feel numb, and he was taken aback: "Watching the mountain and the sea demon technique flow poison the world, this kid has actually learned it, you have to be careful." ”

scolded: "The kid surnamed Lu, when did you also devote yourself to the Guanshan and Haimen?"

Lu Qian said: "What do you say......" Before he finished speaking, Fang Qingluan flew up and kicked him in a somersault. Fang Qingluan didn't expect this sneak attack to be so easy to succeed, he was overjoyed, and immediately flew up, stepped on his chest with his right foot, and shouted, "Do you want to die or live?"

Lu Qian turned his head to the side, seeing that Xiao Wangchun was still fighting with Sun Zhiyi, thinking that if he spoke against him, he would kill him immediately, and he would help Sun Zhiyi with his free hand, and the eldest brother was not good, so he still delayed the moment with him, so he said: "What's good about dying? Of course, it is to live in the world and be a human being, which is more flavorful." ”

Fang Qingluan heard that this kid actually dared to say witty things at the moment, his face sank, and he shouted: "If you want to live, then ......" He wanted to ask Lu Qian to kowtow to him a hundred times, and humiliate him in public, but then he thought that this person had clever footwork, if he let go of him this time, it might not be easy to restrain him again, so he immediately changed his words: "...... Call me 'Grandpa' a hundred times!"

Lu Qian smiled: "You can't be a few years older than me, how can you be my grandfather?"

Fang Qingluan's palm slapped out, hitting the right side of Lu Qian's head, and when he landed, the mud and dust flew everywhere, and a pit appeared in the ground, as long as this palm was a few inches off, Lu Qian's brain burst on the spot.

Fang Qingluan shouted: "Do you call it?"

Lu Qian turned his head sideways, avoiding the dust splashed on the ground, and at a glance, he saw Han Ning'er standing beside Cheng Shi and Tian Zongliang in the distance, staring at him intently, but there was no concern and anxiety on her face, obviously all she was thinking about was: "Will Senior Brother kill Lu Gongzi?"

If Senior Brother killed Lu Gongzi, Miss Han would naturally not be sad. As soon as he saw Han Ning'er's face, he couldn't help but feel discouraged, only to feel that he would die at the hands of Fang Qingluan immediately, so as not to suffer the endless torture of lovesickness, so he said sadly: "Why don't you call me a hundred 'grandfathers'?"

Fang Qingluan was furious, raised his right palm, aimed at Lu Qian's façade and struck it directly, only to see two figures rushing towards him like arrows. One shouted, "Don't hurt my son!" and the other shouted, "Don't hurt my master." Although the two of them were fast, their momentum was no longer enough to stop him from slapping Lu Qian, but Lu Changfeng and the Southern Demon God were both extremely martial arts people, and the two palms attacked Fang Qingluan's vital points one after the other.

If Fang Qingluan didn't come back in time, although he could kill Lu Qian, he would have to be seriously injured. He immediately withdrew his right palm, blocked the palms that Lu Changfeng slapped at him, and drew a circle behind his back with his left palm to dissolve the momentum of the Southern Evil God. The palms of the three of them were agitated, and their hearts were full of joy, and they all felt that the other party's martial arts were really good.

Lu Changfeng was anxious to rescue his beloved son, and pointed out a move with his right index finger "Lingxi Finger", which was a big move and a strong internal force.

Han Ning'er shouted: "Cousin, be careful, this can be seen as the Martial Cave Spirit Finger of the Yuan Qi Sect, and you can't underestimate the enemy." ”

The southern god shouted: "Your special grandmother, although my special mother's master can't speak, it is always the master I worshipped." If you beat my master, it will be like beating my Yue. If my master is greedy for life and afraid of death, and calls you a word of grandfather, will I still be able to be a man in the future? What do you call you? Aren't you three generations older than the boss? I won't be your gray grandson? It's really too deceitful, and I'm going to fight with you today. ”

While scolding, he took out the golden Jiao scissors, cut them on the left and on the right, and kept cutting them to Fang Qingluan. What he is most afraid of in his life is that his seniority ranking is lower than others, and he even has to compete with Chu Sanniang for the second and third places in the "Four Great Evil Gods".

If Lu Qian called Fang Qingluan "Grandpa" today, the ready-made "Gray Grandson" of the Southern Demon God would be decided, and he would really fall into a situation where he would never recover, and he would rather fall to the ground with his head, and the Gray Grandson would never do it.

Fang Qingluan didn't know what he was shouting, his right foot firmly settled on Lu Qian, and his hands separated the two enemies. After dismantling more than ten moves, I felt that although the Southern Demon God had a powerful blade, it was easy to resist the enemy, but Lu Changfeng's spiritual finger really could not be underestimated. Lu Qian was trampled on by him, struggling with all his strength, trying to get up, but where could he be?