"I'll see how much internal strength you still have to support!"

Chu Yao shouted, and once again urged the internal force to launch a fierce attack, and his palms kept slapping towards Duan Yanqing with the sound of whirring wind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info At this moment, he knew that he couldn't win from martial arts moves at all, and if he wanted to defeat Duan Yanqing, the only thing he relied on was the internal power of the Northern Spiritual Skill that was up to the twelfth layer. He didn't believe that Duan Yanqing could afford it!

Duan Yanqing struggled more and more at war, and the more he fought, the more weak he became. He knew that Chu Yao's internal strength was profound, but he didn't expect it to be so deep. has been fighting for half a pillar of incense for a long time, and there is no weakening at all, but the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and the more powerful he becomes, so that he can only parry, and he has no power to fight back at all.

But he is worthy of being a master who has experienced countless battles of life and death, and his on-the-spot response ability is very rich. After knowing that Chu Yao was going to consume internal force with himself, Duan Yanqing no longer continued to use the One Yang Finger inspired by internal force, and only waved the iron crutch to resist Chu Yao's continuous attack. Just wait for the right time to make a move and end the battle with one move.

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was too loud. Wanting to use ordinary moves to resist Chu Yao's attack with majestic internal strength was simply a pipe dream.

Bang bang bang......

A loud bang came, and Chu Yao's palms kept bombarding Duan Yanqing's iron crutch like raindrops, pushing him non-stop. In the end, Duan Yanqing was forced to use a yang finger again, so that the scene was slightly stabilized and not so embarrassed.

"Old dog, take it!" Chu Yao became more and more courageous the more he fought, and finally turned the Tianshan Liuyang Palm into a fist, poured the internal force into his fists, and blasted Duan Yanqing with the sound of breaking the sky, and shouted at the same time: "Chu's mastery, it's a mess of boxing!"

At this moment, Chu Yao no longer needed any martial arts moves, and only relied on his deep internal strength to keep bombarding Duan Yanqing, making him die alive.

Duan Yanqing was already struggling to support, his internal strength was almost exhausted, and infinite panic rose in his heart. But he doesn't admit defeat, he still has too many important things to do, especially ...... Avalokiteshvara and the son who does not know whether existence exists.

"Ah~~~"

Duan Yanqing roared, burst out all the remaining internal force, waved his crutches, and a yang finger shot out like a machine gun. Even if he exhausted his internal strength, he would let Chu Yao die, at least seriously injured. At the same time, he concluded that the Dew Flower Palace did not dare to do anything to their four wicked people.

"Get out!"

Chu Yao also roared, and at the same time unleashed the twelfth layer of the Northern Spiritual Skill, forming a protective barrier around his whole body, and at the same time, his fists alternately attacked, rushing towards Duan Yanqing, completely ignoring the dense one-yang finger airflow.

Bang!

Burst!

A punch, a heavy punch slammed into Duan Yanqing's chest, causing him to spurt blood and fall rapidly, smashing to the ground with a bang, stirring up countless gravel to shoot around, and his crutches also fell into the distance, and blood flowed out of his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. All his internal organs were shattered by Chu Yao's punch, and his vitality quickly faded.

Chu Yao floated down, and his white clothes were stained red by the blood spurted out by Duan Yanqing.

"You...... You're not being ......"

Bang!

Chu Yao smashed down with another punch, and in the middle of Yanqing's head, he was killed instantly, and his eyes were wide as if he was dead. Chu Yao got up slowly, looked at Yue Laosan, who was stunned on the side, and said coldly: "Three roads, one, go back to your South China Sea, and never set foot in the Central Plains for half a step." Second, change the evil and return to the right, and be my follower from now on. Three, die!"

Yue Laosan trembled and asked tentatively, "Chu ...... Uncle Chu, can there be a fourth way? For example, how about accepting me as your apprentice?"

Chu Yao didn't answer, and raised his fist towards Yue Laosan. Yue Laosan hurriedly shouted: "Stop! I will choose the second one and be your follower." ”

"Very good, even if you have understanding, otherwise, even if you return to the South China Sea, I will go to take your head in the future. Also, being my sidekick, do you know what to do?"

Yue Laosan immediately returned to the old naughty boy of the past, and said with a smile: "That is naturally to listen to the orders of the son, the son called to go to the east, my Yue Laosan will definitely not go to the west, the son is called to catch the dog, and my Yue Laosan will definitely not go to catch the chicken." In a word, what does the son let me do, my third son-in-law will do anything, hehe!"

"And what if you do what I don't want you to do behind my back?"

"No! Absolutely not! My third son-in-law said yes, otherwise, I would be a turtle son bastard!"

"Yue Laosan!" The crane in the clouds who was still lying on the ground glared angrily, their four wicked people had never bowed their heads to anyone, but they didn't expect that this spineless Yue Laosan would actually want to be a follower to a young man, it was too embarrassing.

Chu Yao turned his head and looked coldly at the crane in the clouds: "Here, it's not your turn to speak!" As he spoke, Chu Yao turned to look at Chen Yuanyuan and said, "Palace Master, this crane in the clouds will be handed over to you to deal with, but well, I don't think he should die too easily." ”

"Chu Yao, you little bastard...... Uh-huh~hmm~~~"

Before Yun Zhonghe could scold, Chen Yuanyuan flashed over and quickly sealed his acupoint, making him immediately mute. Then Chen Yuanyuan waved his hand and said, "Arrest him for me!" Pick off the tendons and tendons and put them in the water prison, and beat them once a day, but don't be too heavy, just spit out what he ate the day before. ”

Saying that, Chen Yuanyuan smiled sweetly at Chu Yao and said, "Young Master Chu, do you think it's good to deal with it like this?"

Is it good to deal with it like this? Chu Yao couldn't help but feel a gust of cold wind coming out. The woman is really an animal that can't be provoked, and it doesn't count if the tendons and tendons are broken, and she has to vomit out other people's overnight meals every day, which ...... Fortunately, I got the things left by my fairy sister by chance, otherwise, I guess I might as well die in the water prison now.

Yue Laosan, who was on the side, also turned pale for a while, glad that he had chosen the right path, otherwise...... Oh my God! The girls are so ruthless, my third son-in-law swore not to marry a wife for the rest of his life, otherwise he would be a turtle son bastard!

Chu Yao flattened his chest, and then spoke: "You can do whatever the palace master does, I won't interfere." By the way, let's arrange for the injured brothers and sisters to heal first. Palace master, I'll go back to the main hall first, and go to Xinru ......"

"Brother Chu!"

A shadow came running from outside, who else was Wen Xinru? After she dealt with the injured disciple, she immediately rushed over, she was worried that the palace master and the disciples would be defeated, and she was even more worried that something would happen to Chu Yao. Now seeing that Duan Yanqing was too dead to die, and the crane in the cloud had also become a waste, he locked his eyes on Yue Laosan with a hostile face.

Yue Laosan hurriedly took two steps back: "Little girl, I'm ...... I'm my own now, so you can't mess around. Look at that little look, like how much money my third brother owes you. Why don't we try it?"

"Get out of here! I'm ...... Ahh

Chu Yao's eyes were fast, and he stopped Wen Xinru at once, and he was still holding a large soft elastic ball in his hand, which felt ...... And this fragrance, this little waist, Emma, should happiness come so quickly?

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PS: Emma! women can't be provoked!

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