Chapter 9: The Palm of Yi Thick shook the night

Yu Dewang said, pretending to be panicked and climbed up from a small path, panting as if he had climbed up from the most rugged place in the mountains and forests.

Lu Zhen gave Zili and Baihu a look, and the two of them retreated behind him without making a move.

Yu Dewang saw that there were four girls of fifteen, sixteen, or seven here, and not far away lay a white-haired old woman, and the rest was the little monk Xuantian of the Sadness Temple who had been locked up before.

He hurriedly came over, "Presumably you are Master Xuantian, Yu Dewang, who is in the 36th village of Xia Dongting, sneaked out of Feilong Villa and sent you a letter to let you escape quickly." ”

"Oh, you are from the 36th village of Dongting, why do you want to help us?"

Lu Zhen asked in shock.

Yu Dewang saw that Lu Zhen was unguarded, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

Some people's meanness grows on their faces.

And the meanness of some people grows in the heart.

"Although I am a person from the 36th village of Dongting, I am not of the same heart as them, and from the beginning I said that the matter of martial arts is not so simple. We united Liuwu Villa and Jinguang Temple, I am afraid that we will be controlled by others in the future, but they just don't listen, and the result is really ...... now."

Yu Dewang said and spoke, tears streaming down his face, wiping his tears while telling the grief in his heart.

Unconsciously, he was already close to Lu Zhen's side.

Yu Dewang was happy in his heart, the last time he was on Longkong Mountain, he was the dumb girl who approached in this way, and he was already close to the other party in a few words, saying something with a smile on the surface, but after getting closer, he suddenly made a move.

You know, Yu Dewang's nickname is Qiankun Hand!

After Yu Dewang approached Lu Zhen's side, he did not make a move immediately, and continued to tell the story of Liuwu Villa with a sad face.

"Oh, in this way, this Liu Yuancan is really not a thing. Has he already arrived?"

Yu Dewang nodded, "I just saw that he had arrived, so I came to tell you about your ......"

When Yu Dewang said the word "tell", he suddenly clapped his hands.

Hands into palms!

One palm went straight to Lu Zhen's front door, and the other palm went straight to Lu Zhen's heart.

Both palms come out together, as fast as lightning.

As long as a slap is hit on Lu Zhen's body, even if he doesn't die, he won't have half a life.

"Tell you...... Let you go to hell to accompany Hades!

Bang!

With two bangs, the sound of both palms falling.

The red powder behind Lu Zhen was so frightened that he let out a burst of exclamation.

Not far away, the warrior who followed behind Yu Dewang and the two was proud.

How could the two of them not know that everything Yu Dewang said before was false, and the purpose was just to make Lu Zhen relax his vigilance, and then take the opportunity to burst out and deliver a fatal blow.

It's a pity that this little monk of the Xuanzi generation died like this.

But just as the corners of the two people's mouths were raising smug smiles, the smiles gradually solidified and cooled until they turned into shock.

Because the two of them saw that Yu Dewang, who was known as the hand of Qiankun, his hands and wrists were actually clasped by the hands of Monk Xuantian at this time.

One of the owners of the 36 villages of the dignified Dongting.

A well-known Qiankun hand in the martial arts.

Yu Dewang, who has already reached half-step heavenly cultivation.

Can his sneak attack be blocked?

This!no!

But that's just the way it is.

I saw Lu Zhen's hands suddenly poking out, like a dragon going out to sea, almost in an instant, he didn't block Yu Dewang's sneak attack, and even clasped the opponent's hands and wrists.

This trick is the flounder kiss that Lu Zhen has just mastered.

"The master can use the flounder kiss so skillfully, he is really a great man in this martial arts. ”

Zili said proudly and proudly in the back, and there was a little more charm in his tone.

Hongfan breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately shouted at Lu Zhen: "Master, don't let him go, hit him, he's a bad person." ”

Lu Zhen smiled slightly, as if he was answering the words of the red fan behind him, as if he was saying it to Yu Dewang.

"What the hell is this Yu Dewang doing? This time, the tripartite forces are in a hurry, and the credit of our Qiankun hand is indispensable!"

Hearing this, Yu Dewang realized that this Xuantian monk seemed to be a newcomer to the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know anything very well, like a stunned young man.

But in reality, he knows everything.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Dewang immediately stopped and turned around to escape.

Lu Zhen saw Yu Dewang struggling, so he used his strength, but he secretly relaxed his strength by three points and let Dewang go.

Yu Dewang stepped back, looking proud, "Hehe, Monk Xuantian, you are still too tender......"

Before the tender word could be spoken, Lu Zhen's hands, who deliberately let go, had already pushed over.

Yu Dewang was taken aback.

What is Yu Dewang's nickname?

It's a good hand!

What is a Qiankun hand?

Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, and both hands come out together, reversing the heaven and the earth.

If he didn't have a little attainment on his hands, how could Yu Dewang get such a martial arts nickname as Qiankun Hand.

But when he saw Lu Zhen's hands pushed over, Yu Dewang's face changed.

Although Yu Dewang had never seen seven Yin Hands, he could see at a glance that this move was Yin Kung Fu.

In martial arts, men will not practice some feminine moves because they are not suitable for themselves, just like women will not practice strong martial arts, because they are not good at this way due to innate conditions.

But now a monk actually punched out such feminine palms towards him.

However, these palms seem to be feminine, but in fact they are infinitely powerful.

Bang!

Yu Dewang was hit by Lu Zhen's hands, his body flew out seven or eight steps backwards, and while falling heavily to the ground, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

This!no!

Yu Dewang was shocked, and the two warriors who came with Yu Dewang not far away saw that the situation was not good and immediately wanted to flee.

Seeing that the two wanted to escape, Lu Zhen smiled coldly, "Did I say you could go?"

The two martial artists who had just turned around had already felt the chill from behind them, and it was clear that the two of them were also martial artists of the Innate Realm, but when facing Lu Zhen, a martial artist who had just broken through to the Innate Realm, they couldn't raise the slightest courage to fight.

Bang!

Two men fell to the ground.

At this time, Yu Dewang, who fell to the ground, got up and said to Lu Zhen: "Monk Xuantian, it doesn't matter if you kill the two of them. But I am one of the owners of the 36 villages in Dongting. If you kill me, you will completely become an enemy of Dongting Thirty-six Village! Setting up such a powerful enemy will not be beneficial to you or to your Sorrowful Temple!"

After Yu Dewang finished speaking, he couldn't help but sneer, he knew that Xuantian was just a little monk after all, and he had to take care of the master, but also the delicate balance between the martial arts forces.

So, he won't kill himself.

However, he was wrong.

Lu Zhen looked at Yu Dewang's eyes, as if he was looking at a person who was already dead.

"I, Lu Xuantian, have been in my life, and I am not afraid of any enemy!"