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

Hearing Lu Zhen say this, Song Ziwu took a breath of cold air, how could they not see that this Lu Zhen was not bad and had just broken through the innate realm.

Such an innate martial artist dared to be so rampant in front of himself, a heavenly martial artist.

Many people around me are already eager to try it.

You must know that the strength that Lu Zhen showed in the Flying Dragon Villa before was only the late stage of the day after tomorrow.

With such strength, many people present are confident that they can win him.

Song Ziwu glanced at the four girls behind Lu Zhen who were desperately resisting, and sneered: "Lu Zhen, since you don't know how to lift today, you want to blame us for being ruthless."

I'll deal with this monk. Go and take down the four women in the back, it's not yet dawn. If you're fast enough, you can be happy again, you know?"

Hearing Song Ziwu's words, how could the dozens of martial artists around not know what they meant.

Four beautiful girls with their own merits, in this barren mountains and mountains.

What to do next, naturally no one else needs to break it.

Many people still had hideous and lewd smiles on their faces.

Lu Zhen was furious and rushed towards those warriors.

When Song Ziwu saw Lu Zhen's pace, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Because Lu Zhen has not practiced light skills and footwork, although there are two strokes between his gestures, in his Song Ziwu's eyes, it is just two strokes.

"Monk Xuantian, your opponent is here! Come on, come on, talk to me Song Ziwu first!"

Before the words fell, Song Ziwu had already taken off the iron chessboard behind him.

Song Ziwu was nicknamed the Ink and White Iron Chess, and his weapon was a square iron chessboard, on which were stained with twelve white pieces and twelve black pieces.

The number of black and white two-color synthesis of twenty-four is the limit that Song Ziwu can grasp now.

"Look at chess!"

Song Ziwu said, a big hand swept on the iron chessboard, and six white lights and six black shadows shot directly at Lu Zhen.

The four girls not far away are not good.

That inky white iron chess Song Ziwu is a warrior of the Heavenly Mirror, and he is also a well-known figure in Dongning Mansion.

In particular, his ink white chess hand, which was obviously played in front of you, made it difficult for you to guard against.

And every piece is made of fine iron, which is extremely hard and heavy.

Even if it is smashed on the body of the innate martial artist, it can make the innate martial artist's bones break and break the tendons.

Those warriors who wanted to bypass Lu Zhen's encirclement of Liuwu Villa and Dongting Thirty-six Villages were proud for a while, they knew that if a martial artist like Song Ziwu who reached the heavens made a move, Lu Zhen would definitely be finished this time.

Even you, a little monk, also want to be a hero to save the beauty, you don't know whether you are alive or dead.

So many people even stood still, wanting to see Lu Zhen fall to the ground and vomit blood after being beaten by the twelve chess pieces, go up and step on his feet, and then deal with the four girls who were fighting fiercely.

But when the twelve chess pieces came in a staggered manner, Lu Zhen stretched out his hands, like Tai Chi in front of him, obviously extremely slow, but he quickly received all the twelve chess pieces into the palm of his hand.

But Lu Zhen's feet were retreating.

With degraded forces!

This!no!

Seeing this scene, Song Ziwu was taken aback.

I still know how many moves in the martial arts are degraded by chemical power, and before I left the school, the master also said that this kung fu of my own will only be restrained if you meet someone who is good at chemical power.

But this Xuantian monk should be a person in Buddhism, and the kung fu of Buddhism has always been extremely brave and fierce, and he is just and yang?

But now Song Ziwu had no time to think, so he immediately waved his hand again and knocked out the other twelve chess pieces on the chessboard.

While Lu Zhen retreated, the palms of his hands changed.

Hit out with both palms, twelve chess pieces, twelve streamers.

Song Ziwu was shocked, because the speed at which Lu Zhen played these twelve chess pieces was no slower than his own technique.

The other party is only seventeen years old, and he has just broken through to the innate realm, how can he have such a strong internal force and can play such a heavy chess piece?

Bang bang bang......

A commotion was followed by a scream.

Those warriors who wanted to come over and step on Lu Zhen's kick before were all knocked to the ground one by one.

What's more, he was hit in the forehead by a chess piece, and the blood was like an infusion, gushing out, looking extremely miserable and embarrassed.

At this time, Lu Zhen saw twelve more chess pieces flying over and shouted, "Good come." ”

Lu Zhen's hands reached out again.

With the experience of the last time, this time Lu Zhen's movements are more skillful, and not only skillful.

Lu Zhen even grabbed the white son with his left hand, and the black child with his right hand.

This hand of the spring water jade pot has now been used by Lu Zhen with great skill, and then he used the flounder kiss to shoot out the chess pieces one by one.

Although it is not a technique that specializes in shooting hidden weapons, the opponent's acquired martial artists and innate martial artists are more than enough.

"Get out of here!"

Song Ziwu said angrily.

You must know that if these people are really not Lu Zhen's opponents, it doesn't matter if they die here.

But now it was these people who were injured by Lu Zhen with his own chess pieces.

It's like a slap in the face for someone else to kill you with a weapon you're proud of.

"Monk Xuantian, I'm going to let you die!"

Song Ziwu shouted violently, his body was like a tiger, and he pounced on Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen sneered, "It's up to you, and you're not worthy!"

After that, the two greeted each other with both palms.

Song Ziwu's body jumped, from top to bottom, adding three points of pressure and three points of momentum.

But Lu Zhen was standing in place, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand raised, as if he could block Song Ziwu with one hand.

Lu Zhen didn't take Song Ziwu in his eyes so much, how could Song Ziwu not be angry.

The true qi in the meridians is surging, and the powerful true qi is infused on the right hand.

This palm is enough to open the mountain and crack the rock.

This palm is enough to cross the bull.

This palm is enough to shatter the giant ding.

This palm was blocked by Lu Zhen.

That's right.

Although Lu Zhen has not yet refined all the internal force of the Six Holy Mother, he has the internal force to protect his body, and naturally it is not something that Song Ziwu can easily hurt.

There was a loud bang, which shook the eardrums of everyone around.

Lu Zhen took three steps back to stabilize his figure.

And Song Ziwu also took three steps back, so he didn't continue to retreat.

At this moment, the turbulence in Song Ziwu's heart had already emerged into the consternation on his face.

He's just an early innate martial artist, how could he be able to stop my palm with ten successful powers?

Lu Zhen's face showed a smile.

"Heaven's Realm? ”