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"Rampant!" this Lord Meng shouted angrily, and when he came to the ring, he didn't see any movement, just a step and he had already reached the ring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cui Yu's eyes narrowed, and he had a master in his heart.

"You are so rampant at a young age, let me teach you a good lesson today, so that you don't be so rampant in the future!" As soon as Master Meng came to power, he looked unruly, and he didn't say anything about Cui Yu in his eyes at all.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Meng Yuanlang of Dongyang Palace, the truth is to get out of here, don't let me do it again, otherwise, I will make you suffer!"

As soon as Meng Yuanlang's words fell, people who didn't know him in the first place gasped, and even many people in the audience hurriedly left.

It's not that I'm afraid of this Meng Yuanlang, but the name of this Dongyang Mansion really shocked many people.

There are one hundred and eight counties in the Tang Dynasty, and most of the counties have been divided into various Tang princes, and this Dongyang county is naturally among the feuds.

And the Dongyang Palace, there are hundreds of people in the courtyard, and each of them is a master of the Great Perfection of Qi Training, plus the royal prince is the most lacking in martial arts cheats and cultivation resources, so the general martial artists are not the opponents of these palaces at all, and they are not a level at all.

It's no wonder that this Meng Yuanlang is so arrogant and looks down on these martial arts cultivators at all.

However, this Dongyang Palace's mansion can deter these martial arts cultivators, but it can't deter Cui Yu.

Cui Yu is just a fledgling calf, and the power of the Dongyang Royal Mansion Nursing Home is naturally not something he can know. Even if he often inquires about some strange things in the rivers and lakes, but the palace is a power of the imperial court, and it is too late for people in the rivers and lakes to avoid it, who will take the initiative to talk about it, so Cui Yu doesn't understand the power of this.

Therefore, Meng Yuanlang's shocking words were in vain.

"Please!"

Meng Yuanlang's brows furrowed violently, this person was so ignorant, then he could only be ruthless, and naturally he couldn't embellish the name of the palace.

"Monument opener!"

Meng Yuanlang drank suddenly, and a pair of fleshy palms were like discus.

Cui Yu Xingyi punched out, fought hard, and was defeated one after another, and fell behind in just one confrontation.

The stele hand is the Shaolin Temple stele hand simplified from the kung fu, although it can not be compared with the Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, but it is also very powerful, just fierce than people.

Cui Yu was tired of coping, although Xingyi Quan was exquisite, but Cui Yu had not yet mastered it, and a few moves were full of flaws when he saw it.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Meng Yuanlang slapped Cui Yu on the lower abdomen.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Cui Yu took a few steps back, only to feel unbearable pain in his abdomen, like a mad cow on his stomach.

Meng Yuanlang smiled disdainfully, and didn't give Cui Yu a chance to buffer at all, and he was unforgiving, and he hit the head with an iron palm.

Cui Yu only felt that the hairs were rising, and he couldn't care about using Xingyi Quan anymore, and the Tai Chi method came out casually, and immediately dissolved most of the strength.

It's just that he made a hasty move, and Cui Yu couldn't fight back, so he suddenly took a few steps backwards again before he stood firm.

And Meng Yuanlang's complexion changed, and he only felt that his palm hit the cotton just now, and he only felt a slight force.

That feeling of imminent departure made Meng Yuanlang uncomfortable, and Cui Yu suddenly disrupted the rhythm of the attack.

Cui Yu wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Meng Yuanlang coldly, if he hadn't used his Tai Chi just now, his head would definitely be split into a watermelon by this palm.

Ge Laozi, this thing looks like it's going to kill itself.

The half-hung Xingyi Fist is temporarily unusable, Cui Yu understands that if he fights with Xingyi Fist, he is looking for death.

The pain in his abdomen was unbearable, and Cui Yu was extremely angry in his heart, this Meng Yuanlang was ruthless and killed everywhere, and he was definitely not a good person.

"The Judge's Eye Opens!"

Cui Yu opened the judge's eyes and looked at Meng Yuanlang.

"Merit: 1200, Sin: 39000!"

Cui Yu secretly gasped, this was the first time he had seen someone with such a high value of sin, which could be called a deep sin.

Thinking about his pitiful 600 merit points, and then thinking about Meng Yuanlang's killing of himself everywhere, Cui Yu finally became murderous in his heart.

With such a high value of sin, you will never kill the wrong person. I decided in my heart that I would kill this guilty man today.

Meng Yuanlang, as a strong person who has practiced qi and has been experienced in a hundred battles and has killed countless people, is naturally very sensitive to murderous aura, and Meng Yuanlang felt the murderous aura on Cui Yu's body.

However, Meng Yuanlang was not afraid, not surprised, only angry, an ant who could not practice qi dared to have a murderous aura against a martial artist like himself who practiced qi and was perfect, it was simply unforgivable.

"Kill!" Meng Yuanlang shouted, and the stele opener hit Cui Yu's head with a palm, which was an undisguised killing move.

Cui Yu is not afraid, as long as he is not born and his internal force cannot be released, these superficial moves will not be able to pose an overwhelming threat to Cui Yu's Taijiquan in the pure green realm.

"It's like a seal!"

"Catch the bird's tail!"

"Cross Hands!"

"Single whip!"

The more Meng Yuanlang fought, the more uncomfortable he became.

Taijiquan sacrifices oneself and follows others, using strength to fight, the more powerful Meng Yuanlang's moves are, the more fierce Cui Yu's counterattack will be.

"How is this possible!"

"What kind of punch is this!"

"Master Meng has also fallen into disadvantage!"

This completely shocked the owners of these Dongyang County City Martial Arts Pavilions!

And the people watching the battle below did not applaud anymore, although the competition became more and more exciting, but watching Meng Yuanlang, who was punched by Cui Yu, was defeated and retreated, he suddenly had a feeling of numbness on his scalp, and more and more people left.

"Click!" A tooth-aching crisp sound sounded, and it turned out to be Meng Yuanlang's left arm joint that was unloaded by Cui Yu.

The major hall owners and the people of Dongyang suddenly had a numb scalp!

"It's a big disaster, it's a big disaster!"

"What can I do?"

This group of hall owners cried as if their father had died.

Meng Yuanlang screamed, his eyes red.

"Lao Tzu killed you!" Meng Yuanlang looked like a madman, and slapped Cui Yu's chest with his right hand.

Cui Yu's face remained unchanged, and his hands were held to Meng Yuanlang's right arm again, and suddenly, Cui Yu's chest was pierced with a heart-piercing pain, and then he kicked Meng Yuanlang away.

Looking down, his chest was already red with blood, and the stinging pain was like a drill.

Looking at Meng Yuanlang again, I don't know when, there was a foot-long sleeve short sword on this guy's right hand, and there was still a little blood left at the end of the sword.

Cui Yu was furious, but he didn't expect that this Meng Yuanlang seemed to be arrogant, but in fact he was despicable and shameless, and he actually secretly kept weapons and practiced this insidious sword in his sleeve.

"Despicable!"

"You go to die!"

Meng Yuanlang shouted, and the sword in his sleeve was unpredictable, which made Cui Yu jealous.

It's just that Meng Yuanlang had already suffered a lot of internal injuries before, plus a dislocated left arm, and only a few moves had already made the move out of shape.

Cui Yu saw the opportunity, his heart was ruthless, regardless of the left arm being scratched by the sword in the sleeve, he immediately pinched Meng Yuanlang's right hand. In Meng Yuanlang's screams, the joint of his right hand was removed again.

I heard a "bang!", and the sword in the sleeve fell to the ground.

Cui Yu had already made up his mind that he had to kill him today, how could he just let him go.

There was another sound of tooth ache and bone rubbing, and Meng Yuanlang's right arm was also unloaded by Cui Yu.

At this time, Meng Yuanlang's threat to Cui Yu had been minimized.

"Half-step collapse fist!"

Xingyi Fist was used again. Cui Yu put all his anger in this punch after punch, Meng Yuanlang was like a rag pocket at this time, and the whole person who was beaten by Cui Yu rose into the air, "Poof!" and knelt on the ground.

Cui Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, and with a toe pick, he picked the sleeve sword on the ground into the air, and was held firmly by his right hand. His eyes looked coldly at Meng Yuanlang who was kneeling on the ground.

At this time, Cui Yu only felt that the more than 30,000 sins were so dazzling.