Wang Yuan vs. Shaolin fantasy. Shaolin Fantasy used the King Kong palm, one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and slapped it with Wang Yuan's palm. Wang Yuan had already prepared, and his body turned sharply to avoid the blow of fantasy.

Wang Yuan then slashed at the top of his fantasy head. This knife was fast and urgent, and it was integrated into Wang Yuan's momentum, and it was invincible with one sword! When I saw this menacing knife, I was so frightened that I retreated sharply. The big sleeves of his monk's robe danced, and he actually used iron sleeves. This iron sleeve gong is not the practice of Shaolin Temple, but the accident of Shaolin monks, and then it has been placed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but I didn't expect to be found and practiced by utopia.

However, all this he did was in vain, Wang Yuan's knife was overbearing. not only directly smashed the sleeves of fantasy, but also forced him to quit the ring directly.

Seeing that the master of utopia was defeated by Wang Yuan's knife, everyone in the audience was in an uproar. "I really didn't expect this Sword God Inn's Wang Yuanwang to be so powerful!"

"Isn't it?

"If only I had this blessing too! Now maybe I'm already a master of the innate peak!"

......

Everyone's discussion, Wang Yuan just smiled indifferently in his ears. Wang Yuan was able to achieve such an achievement, in addition to the help of the inn, he himself did not make any less efforts! This just confirms the sentence: All success is not a fluke! Without the efforts behind it, there will be no brilliance in front of people.

Wang Yuan stepped out of the ring and returned to his seat. "Boy Wang, I really didn't misunderstand you! You have made progress in a short period of time!" said to Wang Yuan with a smile.

"That knife just now is really amazing! It's the same knife, and your knife skills are no longer under me now!" the Golden Lion King also said.

"Alright, you two old ghosts, don't try to kill my virtuous son-in-law!" said the white-eyed eagle king to the two. After speaking, he said to Wang Yuan: "Your progress is very fast, but you must stabilize your foundation! The more stable your foundation is, the more powerful your impact will be on the realm of transforming gods in the future." ”

"Thank you, father-in-law!

"Okay! Just understand! Hahaha!"

Just as the people of the Ming Sect were speaking, the winner was divided in the ring, and indeed Liu Yanwu of Wudang defeated a loose cultivator. However, after the victory, he did not step down, but called out Lu Yiming's name by name! Let him quickly come to the stage and fight with him!

Lu Yiming naturally heard his shout, and a trace of hideousness flashed on his face! At this time, Murong Bo, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Go! Don't fall into the prestige of my Jiangnan Martial Arts Dao!"

Lu Yiming nodded and stood up, and flew towards the ring with his feet. It's just that he is a little far away from the ring, and he can't jump on the ring with one jump just now. At this time, there were many people in the audience waiting to see his jokes. Who knew that Lu Yiming, who was falling in mid-air, suddenly walked up. That's right, he walked to the ring step by step, using Wudang's peerless Tiyun Zong! And his Tiyun Zong had already reached the realm of Dacheng, just now he walked seven steps at a time.

"This evil beast! He still dares to use Wudang's martial arts!" Chong Yan said with hatred.

"Hey, junior brother, you don't have to say it! I'll clean up the portal myself!" Chong Xudao said with a sigh.

In the ring, Lu Yiming stood opposite Liu Yanwu. Liu Yanwu stared at Lu Yiming and said, "Senior Brother Lu, I have always taken you as an example! I really didn't expect you to betray Wudang! Today I will clean up the portal for the Wudang faction!"

"Hahaha!" Lu Yiming laughed and said: "Senior Brother Liu Yanwu Liu, although you are also a disciple of the old way, your qualifications are far worse than mine! With your three-legged cat kung fu, you also want to step on me to take the position? Do you know how to write dead characters!"

"Hmph! Since beating you for betraying Wudang, Master blames himself very much! However, all this is because of you, and this is how you treat your mentor who has raised you for many years! Where is your conscience?" Liu Yanwu shouted in a deep voice.

"Chong Xu's old way is selfish, and he always has to keep such a hand in the kung fu he handed over to me! It is because of this that I will lose to Ximen Blowing Snow! Since you don't trust me, why should I stay in Wudang and work hard! But you, Senior Brother Liu, have you learned a few percent of Chongxu's old Taoist skills? Hahaha!"

"Master's ability, although I have only learned one-twelfth of them!But it is enough to deal with you as a traitor!" Liu Yanwu said, the long sword flickered, and Lu Yiming was distracted and stabbed.

Lu Yiming sneered: "I will also know Wudang swordsmanship" Saying that, the sword was unsheathed and stabbed at Liu Yan's chest. It turned out to be the same as Liu Yanwu's moves.

Liu Yanwu crossed his sword and picked Lu Yiming's sword away. Lu Yiming's wrist flipped, and his sword pressed against Liu Yanwu's sword and swept towards Liu Yanwu's fingers holding the sword. Liu Yanwu hurriedly retreated, wanting to get rid of Lu Yiming's entanglement. But Lu Yiming clinged to Liu Yanwu like a shadow and did not allow him to escape.

Liu Yanwu's forehead was sweating profusely at this time, and he hurriedly waved his sword to force Lu Yiming's sword away. But Lu Yiming's Taiji sword tightly wrapped Liu Yanwu's sword, and no matter how Liu Yanwu struggled, he still couldn't escape Lu Yiming's sword net.

"Yanwu is defeated!" said Chongxu Dao Chang with his eyes closed.

"Although that evil beast has done it, Taiji Sword and Tiyun Zong have indeed done hard work! Yanwu and Yi Feng are not as good as him!" Chong Yan said in a hateful voice.

"Senior brother, go and pick up Yanwu! I don't have many disciples in Wudang, so Yanwu can't be folded here. ”

"It's Senior Brother!" Chong Yan replied, stood up and strode under the ring. Then he said loudly: "Yanwu, if you don't retreat, you will suffer from it!"

Liu Yanwu heard Chong Yandao's shout, and knew in his heart that he had indeed lost. He stopped talking, and the sword slashed three times in succession, and then jumped out of the ring with a sway. Under normal circumstances, this is already the rhythm of admitting defeat. But Lu Yiming didn't plan to let Liu Yanwu go at all, and when Liu Yanwu was in mid-air, Lu Yiming also jumped up. He stabbed straight into Liu Yanwu's heart with a sword.

"Evil beast dares!" Chong Yan said with a real look. He shouted again, jumped his sword and stabbed Lu Yiming. Lu Yiming gritted his teeth, and the sword was a little faster! At this time, Liu Yanwu also heard the reminder of Daoist Chong Yan, and his body moved away a little in mid-air. Lu Yiming's sword was stabbed in his shoulder.

A sword pierced his shoulder, and Liu Yanwu screamed and fell. At this time, Chong Yandao's sword arrived, and in a hurry, Lu Yiming had to take the blow hard. He was shocked by the internal force attached to the long sword and flew back backwards. There was a churning in the body, and a mouthful of blood did not suppress it, and flowed down the corner of the mouth.

(End of chapter)