The old man punched and resisted, not avoiding it at all, and the same five-fingered fist was quickly hammered out, and he smashed it down. Between coming and going, the onlookers were dazzled and dizzying. I couldn't help but sigh that this person and a monster have cultivated to a profound, each with its own style.

Ordinary martial arts tricks, or by virtue of the subtlety of the moves, the enemy is the first; or by virtue of the deep internal strength, killing the enemy thousands of miles is invisible, but now the one person and one demon, in addition to the cultivation of the deep level, the moves are already mellow and square, quite a bit of a finger is a little article, a form and a method are lean taste.

Wen Zhiliang fought with Lao Weng for a few rounds, and gradually groped for his way to adapt to his moves. The Taoist priest is not like just now, you come and go, and you don't give in to each other. Instead, change the law and change the move. Change the left hand to the right hand finger slightly curve, tilt down and up, and block and block.

The old man has a strong physique, and naturally he still uses the routine moves of splitting his legs and flirting with his hands and hooking his hands, opening and closing, all with the responsibility of killing the enemy. The Taoist priest ignored it, stretched out his five fingers, and his fingertips bypassed the punch of the old man and hit the door directly, and the five fingers changed to make a sword trick, and cut down the punch of the old man's attack, stopping his strong palm. Then he lifted his left hand, bypassed the old man's wrist, and came straight to his chest.

The fist wind is getting tighter, and it is as cold as the autumn wind. Open and close, and do not back down from each other.

The Taoist priest turned his five fingers into claws and grabbed at the old man's chest, and the old man couldn't stop the momentum with his punch, so he had to let go of his palm that hit the root and defended himself from the vital point.

After passing the formula, the old man couldn't stop it, and naturally suffered a small and small dark loss. But although the Taoist priest slapped the old man with a solid palm, he was also not very happy at this time. Although he just let go of Wen Zhiliang's palm, he also put on a posture of a dead fish and a broken net, but a knee hit the Taoist priest's chest and abdomen hard.

One person and one demon quickly separated, and each adjusted its state.

"Why is Da Zhenren so weak, since this punch is punched out, it should be continuous and incomprehensible. So that the old man is tired of coping and dies in the hands of the great real man. But you are so powerless now, it makes the old man sigh a little. The old man smiled, connected his five fingers, and secretly made a strong move, just waiting for him to fall a little bit when he fought again.

Wen Zhiliang took advantage of the opportunity, how could he stop like this. It's just that the breath circulates two times, and then he rushes out again, and runs again with pure martial arts boxing.

Where the fist and wind are combined, the strength flies together. Wen Zhiliang has the opportunity ahead, and this punch is naturally an advantage. Not only did he use the method of overlapping strength, but he also had dark strength, and the rich purple meaning of his fingertips bypassed the old man's fingers and entered at one end. The old man's fingers hurt and he suffered a small loss. His light and breezy face finally became a little more depressed, and his gloomy gaze swept over the handsome face of the Taoist priest over and over again, watching the movements of his subordinates. He suddenly felt that this Wen Zhiliang had changed. Although the appearance is still the same, the look is still the same. But at this moment, the Taoist priest is completely unwavering, silent like a frozen lake in winter, and the dark tide rises and falls.

The old man was secretly worried, and wanted to find out where the Taoist priest came from, so as to find an opportunity for his weakness to win back a game. But the Taoist priest's defense and offense are all leaky, how can there be any weaknesses in his heart and mind.

Wen Zhiliang naturally didn't know what the white-haired old man was thinking, and he didn't want to think about it. When he only dismantled more than ten moves, he suddenly couldn't help but think of the Taoist priest who taught him to practice boxing and improve his qi many years ago, and remembered himself who was ignorant and ignorant many years ago.

He smiled in a low voice, raised his head, looked at the direction of Luohu Village, and said to himself: "I don't know, in those years, when the master went out to reason with others, it was the same as me at the moment, whether it was also fluttering with big sleeves and spotless." He was stunned, ignoring the old man's annoyed and angry slap to regain face. Without waiting for the old man who had finished his strength to come closer, a purple gas gushed out from the Taoist priest's body, and his slender figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, on a big tree dozens of feet high from everyone, a person and a demon burst out of two fists to hit one place, blowing clouds and turning the sea, and the grass and trees were all poured.

The old man handed it over with a punch and sighed: "Well, yes, yes, he is worthy of being a real person who understands the entrance of life and death, and he is worthy of being the proud disciple of Zhao Qingfeng, an old real person." The old man opened his mouth and reached out to wipe away some dust from his face. Without waiting for Zhang Xu and the others who were watching to applaud loudly, the old man turned back, jumped off the branch, and the whole person turned into a blue light and shadow. In an instant, the gray-haired old man stopped in front of Zhang Xu and the others, looking at the Taoist priest who was chasing and beating fiercely.

"Wen Zhiliang, don't think that three punches and two kicks can interrupt the old man's qi sea cultivation and break the true body of the old man's penance for thousands of years. Now is the time for the show to really begin. He spoke softly, not fighting for an inch of land, aggressive. Instead, his hands turned into circles, his legs returned to defense, his fingers pointed everywhere, and a big tree of about ten zhang rose up and smashed down at the Taoist priest.

The trees came from the secluded forest, as swift as a storm, and there was no end in sight. The big tree rises into the sky, with its own killing machine, although the killing machine without a blade is sharp, it is also roaring at this moment, quite powerful. Zhang Xu's face showed yearning, looking at the people and demons who came and went, and he only felt happy. But suddenly, he saw thousands of big trees rising to the sky, and the man's face turned gloomy.

"I don't know what the hell he's playing," he whispered to himself, his face gloomy.

"Da Zhenren, look at how I am. The old man smiled conceitedly, his body did not move, he stretched out his thin finger and pointed at the Taoist priest from afar, in a spring and autumn.

The young man stood aside quietly, not like these heroes who had already glimpsed the way of martial arts. It's not like the mountain ape who is still muttering to himself at this moment, but he stands aside and begs for the blessing of the Bodhisattva saint, as long as this Taoist priest and the old man don't pay attention to themselves. As for the victory or defeat of the so-called monsters and immortals, he didn't take it too seriously.

Wen Zhiliang waved his big white sleeves, and his shirt fluttered. Looking at the big trees that were uprooted, he didn't worry too much, nor did he feel very anxious, just looked at the big trees that were getting closer to him, and his expression was quite playful.

"Master taught me the magic power of calling the wind and rain," the Taoist waved down his sleeves and called the wind.

The wind is howling and blowing. The clouds swayed all around, revealing a hint of bright skylight.

"Although this magical power can block a moment and a half, it is just a solution to an urgent need. If you want to crack this type of supernatural power, I'm afraid Wen Zhenren will have to show some real skills. The old man didn't care, and pressed down with his fingers, which was threatening to destroy the city.

The Taoist priest was silent, seeing that the wind could not shake the big trees, he stood still, like a sculpture. Only the eyebrows flashed, and the natal Dao fruit jumped and fell. He sighed softly, like an old man, with a gloomy expression.

At this time, the young man grabbed the girl and hid aside, lest the two fighting immortals notice him. He lowered his body and tried to keep his head low, so as not to let the two immortals who were fighting at this moment notice him. But the girl didn't understand the young man's hard work, not only did she not have the joy of the young man at this moment, but she was a little more depressed and secretly troubled.

"What kind of truth is this, if you fight, you fight. Why are you waiting so long, so down, when will this girl see which of you is more powerful. She pursed her lips and whispered. After I finished speaking, I still only saw a few jet-black trees pressing down, and I didn't see the two of them making a move. The girl couldn't help but shout, "Hey, you can fight." The girl shouted loudly, lest the world be in chaos. The young man's face was pale, and he carefully looked at the two masters who were rare in the world in his eyes, and stepped back again.

The huge river carp swims left and right, entertaining themselves. It didn't pay much attention to it when it saw the two immortals showing their own skills. On the contrary, I feel that I have never seen such a beautiful thing in a hundred years of life. But it was boring to watch for a long time, so I had to swing the fishtail and turn to look at the long Jiao that had lost its target and was swimming wildly.

Changjiao roams around without a goal. It swam over and over again above the old man and the Taoist priest, and over and over again beside the crowd watching the battle.

The leaves are flying, and the autumn wind is blowing.

The white-clothed Taoist priest finally took a step. Walk straight and tread.

The Taoist priest grabbed his fluttering sleeve with one hand, and pointed at a few big trees in the middle with the other, and when the trees ran in front of him, he seemed to have finally gathered his strength. Nine Taoist talismans flew out of the cuffs, colliding with the big tree. The thunder rolled, nine golden lights lit up, and nine golden-armored gods each held a big axe and fluttered out of the green smoke on the talisman, and slashed down at the big tree, sawdust flew sideways, and the branches and leaves danced wildly.

"In one breath, you got rid of the nine green peach talismans that the Heavenly Master Mansion had painstakingly carved, you are really generous. Seeing that he couldn't do anything, the old man stepped on the ground with one foot, grabbed a large section of the sycamore branch that emerged from the ground, and waved it lightly at the Taoist priest.

The old man has passed the style, leaving the afterglow and hitting it with a punch volley, so that one is positive and one is strange, and the two complement each other.

The Taoist priest's body changed, avoiding his magical spell of a forest, and he was not entangled. Instead, he used his own heaven and earth luck to integrate into this secluded forest. The Taoist priest's figure dissipated, and his tracks were uncertain. or suddenly appeared in front of the old man and hit two fists, or quietly appeared behind the old man, swimming in no fixed place, no long gap.

The old man took a few tricks, only to feel annoyed. This big real person is really despicable. As a real person who was personally sealed by the imperial pen of the imperial court, and as a real person immortal who was the number one in the upper row of the Daolu Division, his behavior at this moment is a bit inferior.

He laughed in a low voice: "How can you distinguish between high and low when hiding like this!" The old man helplessly supported his forehead. Dodged the tricky kicks of the Taoist priest's punches and kicks, and it was inevitable to receive a few old punches. At this time, his face was hot, and he was a little angry. But due to the situation, he had to punch directly and bend to dodge. In this way, not only can the old man no longer be as comfortable as before, but he will take advantage of the opportunity brought by the flying of plants and trees at this moment.

The old man looked gloomy, kicked out quickly with his right foot, blocked Wen Zhiliang's elusive punch, stretched his calf, and kicked down.

The power of one foot is as fast as the wind, as fast as the clouds. In an instant, he had already touched the hem of the Taoist priest's hanging clothes. The old man bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed out at the Taoist priest, and the green vines grabbed the Taoist priest's right leg, dragged forward, and brought the Taoist priest to him. He kept his fist up and trolling, kicking the ground with one foot and kicking down head-on, one forward and one backward, without leaking.

In the distance, suddenly a faint green light lit up from the forest, gradually converging in one place. Before the light, a young and handsome boy and a woman with a good face stood first, each with a smile on her face.

"I'm sure I can avenge you last time. The woman asked softly. She lifted Jasper's flawless little face, a little shy.

"Little sister, you must know that the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the road is timely. If it is in a place with abundant yang energy in the outside world, of course, Wen Zhiliang will take the lead, turn the clouds and rain, and follow the law. But now?" he sneered, a spring breeze smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his expression undoubtedly showed his confidence and calmness.

The woman nodded when she heard this, and her heart was a little relieved.

Pianpian Gongzi habitually reached out and touched his already intact right hand, and said with both annoyance and fierceness: "The humiliation of the broken arm will be repaid a hundred times today." The young man hated the words, wiped his handsome face, looked at the bright moon that revealed the clouds at some point, and said loudly: "The demons of the ten directions, each of them receives orders." ”

After the man finished speaking, the light of the scattered stars gathered in one place, as if ordered by him.

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The old man clenched his fists with one hand and pinched the magic power with the other. Looking at the more and more elusive Taoist priest, the old man was also a little stunned in his heart. "This Wen Zhiliang really has some means" The old man was a little out of breath at this time, and his strength was already a little lacking. If he deserved to be at ease when he started fighting, he was much more negative at the moment. Not only can you not downplay the fierce offensive of the Taoist priest before, but from time to time, you will be slapped by the Taoist priest who is haunted and fluent, or play one or two despicable and insidious means from a tricky angle, which provokes the old man to be angry and nowhere to spill. originally wanted to use all his wealth to fight him to the death, but the time had not yet come, so he had to fight and loosen and suffer some losses. In this way, it is inevitable to suffer a lot of dark losses. Even the onlookers who watched the battle from a distance were also shouting, and they were in full swing, and it was difficult to collect them at a glance.

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On the edge of Yanhai County, there is a turnover place, although the style is not much different from that of Yanhai County, but there are many subtle differences. For example, the river that twists and turns like a broken one, such as the famous Longhai County, and even the flower and grass corridor that hangs south of Chu.

Next to the summer of the sea, there is a mansion painted with red paint. Although the house is not very large, it does not occupy much land. However, it relies on its exquisite layout. Although the walls of the rooms are not connected, they are continuous. The twists and turns are already quite large-scale.