The sarcastic voices of the crowd reached the ears of the monk of the six rings, and he couldn't help but become impatient, seventy-two trips and three hundred and sixty moves of the mad magic stick method had been performed from the beginning, but he couldn't hit Lu Tianyang at all, this kid seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, no matter how subtle the trick was, he could easily avoid it at the most critical time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The monk of the six rings gritted his teeth, and saw that Lu Tianyang had just avoided a stick and his footsteps were unsteady, so he immediately used his whole body strength, and used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box to "move mountains and seas", and slammed down on Lu Tianyang's head.

At this time, Lu Tianyang's 100-second point exchange time was about to end, and he knew that the success or failure of life and death was at this moment, so he immediately put his hands together, and the two short finger blades were already sandwiched between the two fingers of his hands.

This crazy monk has bronzed skin all over his body, and it is estimated that he has practiced the unique hard skills of the Shaolin School, Lu Tianyang was afraid that his finger strength was not enough to knock him down, so he simply used the blade between his fingers.

"Crazy monk, your mad magic stick method has disappointed me too much! I won't play with you, look at the move-" As he spoke, Lu Tianyang saw the opportunity, his body flew over like an arrow, and his right hand was as fast as lightning, breaking straight into the flaw of the six-ring monk's move.

Just when the blade between his right fingers was about to reach the missing point in the wrist of the six-ring monk, just as he calculated, the point exchange time of the "Wind Galloping" talent had just switched to 100, and the strength of the fingers of Lu Tianyang's hands suddenly recovered.

The two figures staggered in the stick wind, only to hear the screams of the monk of the six rings, blood splashed on the wrists, and the cooked copper rod flew out of his hands.

Lu Tianyang was in mid-air, his hands were quick and quick, his left hand probed, and he took advantage of the situation to use a chivalrous trick to "push the boat down the river", and suddenly pushed the cooked copper stick flying in the air to the ground.

The cooked copper stick was waved with the full body strength of the monk of the Six Rings, and Lu Tianyang's own skills, how terrifying the power was.

I could only hear a deafening loud sound of "boom!", stone chips were splashed everywhere, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

The movements of the two were too fast and sudden, no one present could see clearly, and when the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone looked at it, only to see Lu Tianyang holding a cooked copper stick, standing calmly in front of the bluestone steps of Tonghe Pharmacy, the lower half of the cooked copper stick was inserted into the bluestone slab on the ground, and it was a little deeper into the ground.

The Liujie monk pressed his right wrist with his left hand, blood gushed from his fingers, and his face was sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

Lu Tianyang looked at the panting Liujie monk, stroked the cooked copper stick, and said with a smile: "Crazy monk, your stick technique is far from being practiced at home, look, this is the real power of the stick technique!"

When everyone heard it, it turned out that this stick was inserted into the ground by Lu Shao's master!

Suddenly, everyone was so frightened that their mouths opened and closed, and the thugs behind the Liujie monk were even more colorless.

The bluestone slab can be inserted, what a lot of strength!

After a while, some people began to cheer loudly, and everyone woke up like a dream, and they also cheered. Someone mentioned the matter of Lu Shao's head slapping the galloping horse with one palm at noon, and everyone was even more surprised, and the cheers rang out like thunder for a while.

Lu Tianyang smiled and waved to everyone, but secretly he was trying to calm down the sharp heartbeat.

His movements were dashing and heroic, and the young girls in the crowd couldn't help but scream.

The monk of Liujie looked down at his right wrist and saw that his wrist was deeply scarred by the sharp blade, the tendons of his hand were broken, and the bones were almost visible.

As soon as the tendons of his hand were broken, it was equivalent to abolishing the martial arts of his right hand, and don't expect to dance the cooked copper stick again in the future.

The monk of Liujie was furious, his eyes were cracked, and he shouted wildly: "The beast surnamed Lu dares to break the old man's tendons, and the old man will take your dog's life-!"

He was like crazy, he pulled his legs and rushed over, raised his intact left palm, and slammed his hand towards Lu Tianyang's chest.

After all, the strength of the Liujie monk is far above Lu Tianyang, and this blow is even more desperate with all his remaining strength.

Although Lu Tianyang has won the victory, he did not dare to slack off when he saw that he was menacing, and once again met the enemy with a chivalrous palm, he staggered his hands, and grabbed the forearm of the six-ring monk when he could not make a move, under this hand, Lu Tianyang had noticed that the skill of the six-ring monk was four out of ten, and this palm was no more than about 50 points of lethality.

The six-ring monk fell short, turned his waist with his feet, made an arc with his left palm, and bombarded down again.

At this time, his speed was especially above Lu Tianyang, but Lu Tianyang was calm and calm, his movements were not chaotic at all, and he was able to avoid his attacks at the last moment every time with the advantage of the fire eye.

This time, he lost the speed advantage, and it was very difficult to deal with it, and it was dangerous, but his demeanor and movements were still as chic and relaxed as before, and everyone thought that Lu Tianyang was still teasing the Liujie monk, and they all smiled and pointed at the Liujie monk.

Seeing that everyone applauded Lu Tianyang, the monk of Liujie was even more angry, and after a series of several attacks failed, he jumped out of the circle, glared at Lu Tianyang panting, and shouted angrily: "Surname...... The surname is Lu, you dodge left and right...... Calculate...... What kind of ability, there is a kind of ...... Compare your kung fu with the old man!"

Lu Tianyang sneered a few times, trying to calm down the sharp heartbeat and breathing, and then said, "Joke, do you think your three-legged cat kung fu can hurt me?"

"Then you dare to take it hard...... Pick up a big smasher from the old man?"

Lu Tianyang saw that he was panting like a cow, and the attack power of the last blow just now was about 45 at most, which was about the same as his own defensive power, and his mind moved, his hidden dragon technique could absorb the internal strength that hit his body, and now this six-precept monk wants to automatically send the internal force to himself, don't do it in vain! Just absorb his remaining internal strength! As long as you breathe in more true qi, you can improve by leaps and bounds when you cultivate your internal strength!

He slowly took a few breaths, calmed down his breath, and then laughed and said: "I also happened to practice the rough and shallow palm technique, and the level is probably ten or twenty times higher than you." In this way, I won't bully you, what kind of big monument hand do you use to hit me ten times first, I will never dodge, I will only slap you after you finish fighting, whoever can't stand it will lose, what?"

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!" The Liujie monk knew Lu Tianyang's wishful thinking, and when he saw that he looked down on himself, he was even more furious, without saying a word, and raised his left hand to slam the slamming over.

You don't dodge or dodge? Just right, watch the old man slash you to death with one palm!

Seeing that the six-ring monk was full of murderous face, hideous and terrifying, Lu Tianyang didn't dare to be careless, just secretly used his whole body strength in his chest, and the palm power of the six-ring monk with the arrogant wind had been split.

"Smack!" The qi collided, Lu Tianyang only felt a hammer slam on his chest, and the strong internal force penetrated through his body, surging into his meridians like a huge wave, shaking his qi and blood surging, his throat was sweet, and he was almost about to spurt blood.

The strength of the late stage of the martial artist is really powerful!

Lu Tianyang gritted his teeth and didn't take half a step back, he took a deep breath, and finally swallowed the blood that gushed into his throat back into his stomach, and immediately secretly hugged Yuan Gui Yixin to breathe.

The true qi in his body was flowing rapidly, and the Hidden Dragon Jue Divine Skill was activated, dispersing or hiding the internal force that poured into his chest, and between two or three breaths, Lu Tianyang's swollen red face had returned to normal, the pain in his chest and abdomen dissipated, and his whole body was full of strength.