The old man with the gray hair suddenly came out of his right palm just to lure the enemy, seeing that Fengzi was furious, he waved his fist to fight, the fist had not yet reached, and the two forces were fierce and strong and abnormally strong and the fist had been attacked by the chest.

The old man nodded and said, "Very good, very good, it has to be like this." It would be better if we were in a hurry. As he spoke, he swept his right palm slightly, lightly supported it under the elbow of Toyokoto's right arm, and turned it outward.

After all, Feng Zidu had a second fist, his right fist was square, and he was taken out by the old man with a long elbow, and it was difficult to stand firm under his feet, and he immediately hit his right fist on the left side of his body, almost colliding with his left fist.

As for the two surging fists, they are all poured into the air. The gray-haired old man smiled: "It's so powerful." Reach out and nudge on Toyokoto's left shoulder.

In the end, it was strange that Fengzi couldn't help himself, his left fist didn't have time to retract, and he suddenly turned around and only hit his left side at the same time.

In this way, Fengzi couldn't help but be surprised, he really couldn't imagine that his two powerful punches were only gently brought by the opponent's palm, and they were all missed.

It seems that this strange old man in front of him can not only control the internal force of others, but also control the fist of others.

Fengzi saw that he was already standing on the edge of the boulder at the moment, and he was about to take half a step, when he was about to fall into the abyss below, he hurriedly stabilized his body, latent luck, roared, and shouted: "Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are a human or a ghost, you must try my punch again!"

The old man with the blue hair said: "Hmm, this is Wei Daoquan from the outer gate of the Shaolin faction." It seems that you once fought with the Navi Fist Gate at the foot of Mount Tai. The old trick was repeated, and he stretched out his hand but only pushed it on Fengzidu's shoulder.

Feng Zidu saw it in advance this time, how could he be willing to do it again? Seeing his palms pushing, he hurriedly sank his shoulders and elbows, staggered his fists, shook his body and rushed into the boulder to take two steps, attacked sideways, laughed, and said, "My Wei Dao fist can fight well." The gray-haired old man shook his head and said, "It looks like a god, but after all, I still don't have a deep vision." Well, it will take years of hard work to truly reach the realm of first-class masters. As soon as he finished speaking, his palm was already on Fengzidu's shoulder.

Fengzi couldn't help himself, and his left and right fists swooped twice and struck out to the left outside of his body, and the surging punch was like a mud cow entering the sea again, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Fengzi couldn't help but blush, and said, "In broad daylight, could it be that I met a ghost?"

Turning his fist into a palm, this time he unleashed the various factional palms that he had seen and experienced in the past, mixed with all sorts of things, and only aimed at the gray-haired old man.

An inch above the boulder, in an instant, the strength burst out, and the palm shadow was heavy. Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said with a smile on his chin: "Fang is only now the right way, thinking that Fengzi has always been arrogant and arrogant, how can he go if he is willing to be mediocre? Well, it's good, but it's good. "The figure is fluttering, as if Ling Xuan is stepping into the air, no matter how Fengzi changes his palm, when the palm is fierce and fierce, it is always pushed out on his shoulder.

In this way, even if Fengzi is unwilling to be unforgiving, he can't help but slam his palm on the left side of his body at the end, and waste his strength out of thin air.