"Although my spiritual power is lower, but against a young man like you, the old man is 100% sure of killing. ”

Chen Bo shook his head, "You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, but since you want to fight, the master will accompany you to fight." Chen Bo said, his hands clenched his fists casually, followed by a crisp "gurgling" sound.

On the way to walk, Chen Bo's two fists suddenly "pounced", and two fierce orange flames burned, and the flames were imprinted on Chen Bo's indifferent face, adding a bit of solemn aura to his handsome face.

"Okay, well, I'll let you know that a monk can fight not only with aura. Yang Tianjun laughed, and a bronze iron whip suddenly flew out of the storage ring, not the kind of whip that drove the horse, but the heavy iron whip like the one in Qin Shubao's hand.

With the iron whip in his hand, the momentum on Yang Tianjun's body suddenly became fierce, and the heavy earth path mana was blessed on the iron whip magic weapon, making the iron whip in his hand look even heavier.

"Boy, get out your weapons. Otherwise, there is no chance. Yang Tianjun's voice fell, holding an iron whip in his hand, and his body suddenly shot towards Chen Bo in the air.

Chen Bo, who was walking in one step, sneered and said lightly: "To deal with you, you don't need any magic weapon at all." ”

"Well, then, go die. Yang Tianjun's body rushed to Chen Bo in a blink of an eye, and then his volley body was suddenly pressed down, and the iron whip in his hand slammed down on Chen Bo's head, "Eat me with this trick, and a thousand shadows will be one." ”

The iron whip in Yang Tianjun's hand struck straight down, and then on the trajectory of the iron whip, there were still phantoms of the iron whip, and when they were about to hit Chen Bo, this phantom suddenly chased towards the body of the iron whip, as if thousands of phantoms were integrated into the iron whip, making the iron whip full of ten million times the power.

It is said that it is ten million times the strength, it is simply impossible, but Chen Bo understands that this spell should have the effect of increasing strength. The spell of the way of the earth, mainly heavy, uses Mount Tai to press the top of the momentum, one force to break ten thousand laws, one force to drop ten will. This technique should also have such an effect.

Chen Bo didn't resist, but his body flashed, flashed to Yang Tianjun's side, and a palm poked out, and the palm burning with fire slashed at Yang Tianjun's iron whip with one palm.

"Phew. This palm was not fought hard from the bottom up, but from the side, and slapped on Yang Tianjun's iron whip.

The speed at which the iron whip fell was blocked by Chen Bo, and the anger in Yang Tianjun's eyes was even worse, and his other hand pressed on the iron whip and pressed towards Chen Bo's shoulder.

At this moment, Chen Bo did not retreat but advanced, his hands condensed into fists, and he was close to Yang Tianjun's body, and then, with a straight punch, he shot out towards Yang Tianjun's chest.

Chen Boshi's punch is a part of the immortal golden body, with Seinfeld's immortal golden body's cultivation, naturally unable to compete with Lu Yongjun, this is also the reason why Seinfeld's two fists are burning with raging fire, with the power of flames, to promote the fist technique, although it cannot make the immortal golden body perfect, but it can allow Seinfeld to exert the current power according to the fist method.

And at this moment, the power exerted by Seinfeld is just a part of itself, and the purpose of this fight with Lu Yongjun is to use Lu Yongjun to temper the fist of the immortal golden body, otherwise it can be condensed into a palm with mana as before, and as long as you shoot it with one hand, you can solve this old guy, and there is no need to waste time with him.

Now Seinfeld, there is no pressure on the monks of Jindan, and after tempering his boxing skills, he will go to grab the territory of this old guy's sect.

Chapter 300 Turf Grabbing

This simple punch actually made Lu Yongjun feel like the heavens and the earth were pressing, and the creatures couldn't resist it. However, soon, Lu Yongjun eliminated this distraction, and the iron whip in his hand was still covered with layers of whip shadows, and slapped towards Song Fei's fist.

Seinfeld hurriedly turned his fist into a palm, and then slapped three times in a row towards Lu Yongjun's iron whip.

A look of surprise appeared on Lu Yongjun's face, he didn't expect Seinfeld to dare to use his flesh palm against his iron whip.

Seinfeld is a monk of the Way of Fire, and in Lu Yongjun's opinion, a monk of the Way of Fire walks the path of flames, and it is the first time he has seen such a tough style, and he dares to use his flesh palm to touch the iron whip.

Seinfeld's palm was in severe pain, and he was slightly injured, but fortunately, most of the power of the iron whip just now was blocked by the power of the flames, otherwise his hand would have to be useless.

The fist method of immortalizing the golden body is the trick of hitting hard, and it is the ultimate body cultivation method. When I practice to the highest achievement, my body is the most powerful magic weapon, and all the magic weapons of the enemy are shattered by me with one punch.

This is the fighting style of the Wu clan, and it is also the domineering of the Wu clan.

Only then did Seinfeld realize that in order to exert the power and essence of this boxing technique, he had to cultivate the strength of his physical body first, otherwise this martial arts would not play much role in the battle.

And this boxing method is more inclined to be a kind of magic method, the method used to cultivate the physical body, only if the physical body is strong enough, he is the boxing method, which can be compared to the boxing method of powerful spells and magic weapons.

After understanding this, there was no need for Seinfeld to continue to practice his fist technique, seeing Lu Yongjun's whip shadow striking again, Seinfeld's hands suddenly burst into flames.

Before Lu Yongjun's iron whip could be struck, the fierce flames on Seinfeld's hands suddenly broke out of his body, turning into a series of fireballs, clinging to Lu Yongjun's chest, and shooting out like cannonballs.

The first ball of fire shot on Lu Yongjun's body, and was immediately dispersed by his talisman mana, and then, the second and third arrived one after another.

If the strength of the two is about the same, Seinfeld's fire ball will not do any harm to Lu Yongjun at all because of the dispersion of mana. It's a pity that the difference in mana between the two is too great, and every fireball of Seinfeld makes it more and more difficult for Lu Yongjun to deal with.

The ball of fire was as fast as a machine gun, Lu Yongjun's iron whip had not yet hit Seinfeld, and a series of fireballs suddenly shattered Lu Yongjun's protective mana, and then his body was continuously blasted out, and on the way to fly upside down, he ate Seinfeld's fireballs several times, and when he landed, his whole body was as if he had been sprinkled with a layer of ash, and it was pitch black.

Lu Yongjun was about to get up, but as soon as his upper body was cocked, he had to lie down again as if he had used up all his strength.

This is because of Seinfeld's mercy, and it only hurt him a little.

Song Fei turned his head, glanced at the people of the Tiansha Sect coldly, and said with a faint smile: "What are you still doing stupidly, why don't you come over and carry people quickly, do you want to let someone as old as Lu Lao climb back by himself?"

If Lu Yongjun really climbed back on his own, then the Tiansha Sect would not have to continue to mix in the sphere of influence of the Seven Xuanmen. The two Jindan monks took the lead and hurriedly went to help Lu Yongjun.

However, when passing by Seinfeld's side, several people avoided it from a distance, as if Seinfeld was a plague god.

At this moment, the two Jindan monks regretted in their hearts, they really shouldn't have bullied Seinfeld in order to bully the small gang and put on a master's posture, this time Lu Yongjun was hit hard, and the price he was going to pay was distressing to think about. But in order to survive, you can't go out.

Although this matter is also due to Lu Yongjun's contribution to the troubles, the cultivation of the true realm is originally unreasonable.

The people of the Tiansha Sect carried Lu Yongjun and walked slowly, while the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect followed, and the big goat shouted even more: "Grab the mother of the Seven Xuanzong." ”

This sentence made Lu Yongjun so angry that he was injured and almost died. However, at this moment, Lu Yongjun's face was just angry, but he didn't say a word, anyway, these people are going to their own Seven Xuanmen station, and when the time comes, the spiritual realm masters of the Seven Xuanmen will be dispatched, but they want to see what this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky will take to fight against his own sect.

It's just that he suffered himself, this time the shame is a big loss, but Lu Yongjun even counted all the shameful resentment on Seinfeld's head, if he waited for the opportunity, he would definitely ask for it tenfold, even if he couldn't kill anyone, he would humiliate him well, so that he could remember it for a long time.

The strangeness of the group attracted the attention of many people on the road.

Some good deeds began to follow Seinfeld and others, wanting to see what was going on.

At Station 109, the masters of the Seven Xuanzong gathered together, and the head of the sect, Hongqiuyan, was a little red, and watched the disciples in the sect with an unhappy face, as if others owed him a lot, and his beard was stabbed outward, like a steel needle, and he was spitting at the disciples at this moment: "Have you not eaten? And you, the speed of condensing mana is too slow, and before your spell can be used, someone will hack you to death, and you have a fart. ”

Everyone listened silently, and in the face of this grumpy leader, no one dared to refute it, while some of the old people in the sect quietly drank tea on the side, or cultivated quietly, as if they had not heard the words of Hongqiuyan.

Hongqiuyan seemed to be tired of scolding, picked up a big gourd in his hand, poured wine into his mouth, and drank several sips of his head, his face changed slightly, as if he was relieved.

"Where are you guys from, what are you doing at my station?" Hongqiuyan suddenly turned his head and looked at the entrance of the station, his face was angry, like an active volcano, on the verge of eruption.

And the people who stepped into their station, naturally, were Tiansha Sect and others, and later, Hongqiuyan recognized several people from Tiansha Sect at a glance, and immediately said angrily: "When did Lao Tzu agree to let you in." Immediately, Hongqiuyan's eyes widened, and his body suddenly moved, like a whirlwind, blowing towards the people of the Tiansha Sect, and the violent mana fluctuations caused the weaker disciples of the Tiansha Sect to stagger.