The disciples of the Guanshan and Haiqun groups stood against the wall one by one, and no one dared to step out of the store, the master was fighting with a fierce rival, and anyone who dared to avoid it would be guilty of disloyalty to the master.

Everyone knows that the situation is dangerous, as long as they sweep a little wind, they all have to worry about their lives, and there is no other way than to hope that their bodies will turn into a piece of tissue paper and stick them on the wall.

But seeing that Fang Qingluan defended more and attacked less, although his palm technique was exquisite, because he didn't dare to face Ding Mohan, he couldn't help but tie his hands and feet when he started, and he fell behind.

As soon as Ding Mohan made a few moves, he knew that Fang Qingluan was unwilling to fight against him, obviously afraid of his "Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa". The other party is afraid of this kung fu, of course, he has to use this kung fu to control him, but Fang Qingluan's body is erratic, and his palm is even more elusive, so it is really not easy to force him to palm against himself.

After a few more palms, Ding Mohan had already thought of an idea, and at the moment his right palm was waving vertically and horizontally, pressing forward, but his left palm was slightly not very flexible, and at the same time deliberately tried his best to cover it up, so that Fang Qingluan could not see it.

Fang Qingluan's martial arts skills are exquisite, and the opponent's weakness is slightly revealed, how can he not see the reason? He leaned over and half-turned, slapped his two palms steeply, and pointed directly at Ding Mohan's left flank.

Ding Mohan snorted in a low voice, took a step back, and didn't dare to stretch out his left palm to take the move. Fang Qingluan said in his heart: "I don't know what internal injuries this old monster has suffered between his left chest and left flank. "At the moment, although the offensive is still mainly based on attacking the enemy's right side, the use of internal force is all to attack his left.

After dismantling more than 20 moves, Ding Mohan's left hand retracted into his sleeve, and his right palm turned into a grasp and grabbed Fang Qingluan's face. Fang Qingluan leaned around and punched him directly on the left flank. Ding Mohan had been waiting for his punch, and when the other party finally hit it, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and immediately threw up his left sleeve and rolled it up to the enemy's right arm.

Fang Qingluan said in his heart: "Your sleeve wind will be ten times stronger, how can you hurt me?" This punch did not retract, but he was strong in his arm, and he forced a roll of his sleeve, and with a long snort, Fang Qingluan's right sleeve was torn off.

Fang Qingluan was startled, this punch was even harder, and the fist was tightened outside the ground, and it was already grasped by the opponent's hand. This move surprised Fang Qingluan, and he immediately realized: "This old monster pretended to be injured on the left side, it turned out to be a trick to lure the enemy, and I can follow his way!"

A trace of remorse swelled up in his heart: "I am also arrogant, I think this old thief who is famous in the world is small, the gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, why bother with a moment of anger, without planning everything in advance, so he took the risk to challenge him." At this time, there was no room for retreat, and the internal force of the whole body was sent out of the fist.

How do you know that as soon as the internal strength bursts out, it will sink like a stone into the sea, and I don't know where it goes. Fang Qingluan secretly screamed: "Ahh

At that time, he was really in a dilemma, if he continued to use his internal strength and resistance, no matter how strong the internal force was, he would be dissipated, and after a short time, he would lose all his strength and become a wasted person;

Just when he was in a dilemma and hesitating, he suddenly heard a person behind him shouting: "Master has set up a mechanism skillfully, and the stinky boy has fallen into a desperate situation." Fang Qingluan took two steps back, stretched out his left palm, and grabbed the chest of the disciple who watched the mountains and seas.

His best skill in the green shirt is a skill called "twisting the flower sword". Outsiders don't know the details, and when they see Fang Qingluan's "three-foot Qingfeng, there is something out of nothing", when he kills people, he always uses the other party's slightly distracting stunt to inflict on him, obviously the martial arts of all sects and factions in the world are not like this.

In fact, there are thousands of stunts in the martial arts, no matter how smart and profound he is, it is difficult to learn to crack every stunt, not to mention that it is a stunt, which can not be practiced overnight.

But Fang Qingluan has this ingenious "life-taking" technique, no matter what kind of kung fu the other party uses, he can separate and resolve it, and take the opportunity to hit the other party himself.

Those who are good at "locking throat guns" stabbed Fang Qingluan's throat with a spear, and gave him a turn of "means", and this shot pierced his throat, and the strength method used was all out of his own secret know-how; The weapon is this weapon, and the trick is this trick.

As long as he hadn't witnessed Fang Qingluan's "shocking" technique, no one would have guessed that these people were actually "committing suicide" because of their deaths.

The higher the martial arts of the person who shoots, the more ingenious the way to die. If Fang Qingluan didn't fight alone, if he wasn't sure that he would be able to kill the enemy, he would never use the kung fu of this "evil sect".

Changing the direction of the opponent's blades and fists and feet, so that the opponent suffers by himself, the truth is all in the word "rebound".

For example, if someone throws a punch on a stone wall, the heavier the blow, the greater the force on the fist, and there is no difference between the severity and the strength.

It's just that it's still easy to transform tangible blades and fists, and it's extremely difficult to transform intangible and qualitative internal qigong. Although Fang Qingluan has practiced this kung fu for many years, he is limited to his age and has not been able to reach the peak realm.

When encountering a first-class master like Ding Mohan, he knew that he couldn't use the "special" technique to reverse and hurt the other party, and he was an unlucky guy who was hit by three "unique skills" in a row, but they were all disciples of Guanshan Hai.

He turned and moved, but he moved to a third person. Ding Mohan secretly used "three laughs and scattered", flicked the cup to send poison, forced to shoot poisonous wine, and easily found a replacement for Fang Qingluan every time.

When Ding Mohan used the "Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa", Fang Qingluan was already unable to transfer it, and it happened that the star disciple was eager to flatter and please, and opened his mouth to show where his body was.

Fang Qingluan was in a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it, as soon as he caught the star disciple, he immediately picked him aside, pushed his strength and changed his strength, and replaced him with himself.

He took the risk to perform, but it took effect, Ding Mohan originally intended to "break" Fang Qingluan's "skill", but he didn't know that it was the disciple's own kung fu that was broken.

Fang Qingluan tried successfully and escaped death, immediately seized the opportunity, and never allowed Ding Mohan to change his mind again, pushed the disciple who watched the mountains and seas, and bumped his body into another disciple. The skill of this second disciple immediately dissipated quickly with Ding Mohan's "Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa" everywhere.

Ding Mohan was extremely angry when he saw that Fang Qingluan had injured his disciples with the method of using his strength, but he thought: "If I let go of his fists in order to protect these unsuccessful disciples, it will be extremely difficult to catch him again." ”

The boy will take it when he sees it, and run away. I injured five disciples in this battle, and only grabbed half of his sleeve, looking at the mountains and seas can be regarded as a big defeat, what face do I have in the future to prestige the Central Plains?".

At the moment, the five fingers strengthened, and he said that he would not let go of his fist. Fang Qingluan took a few steps back and glued another disciple of Guanshan Hai, allowing Ding Mohan to dissipate his strength.

In an instant, the three disciples were paralyzed to the ground, as if they had been sucked dry of their blood and qi by a vampire angry ghost. The rest of the people were shocked, and when they saw Fang Qingluan retreating again, they all exclaimed in surprise and ran away one after another.