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The mud did not appear, but a strong mountain peak was supported under the palm of Ji Ruchangyun.

Ji Ruchang looked at Wan Cong under his command in disbelief, although he could only exert the seven-point power of the cloud palm, but it was not something that anyone could stop.

Ji was in a hurry, Xingyun Palm is his strongest martial art, once it doesn't work, then there is really no chance of winning, I wanted to show the enemy weak, and then use Xingyun Palm to hit the opponent off guard, showing the enemy to be weak is done, but this Xingyun palm did not hit the other party off guard.

At first, Wan Cong had a little hard to hold on under Ji Ruchang's palm, but he finally held on, Xingyun Palm, his momentum was fierce, as long as he could resist that momentum, Xingyun Palm could be broken.

Wan never knew what a cloud palm was, but that might really made his heart tremble, compared to the warlock who appeared in the village under the tree, the power of this cloud palm was not even a little doll.

Thirteen years ago, Wan Cong had learned what might be called power from the hands of the warlocks, but with a light palm, he was seriously injured and wanted to die, although he still escaped in the end, but he relied on the terrain of the village under the tree, and now he is facing Ji Ruchang, who is not knowing how many levels of strength compared to the original palm, he has no pressure.

Wan Cong survived the first wave of power brought by Xingyun Palm, and then felt the pressure drop sharply.

Under the white moonlight and the blood-red firelight, I saw that Wan Cong had made a move.

Wan Cong, who was standing on the ground, calmed down, moved his feet lightly, two feet apart, looked up to the sky and roared, and his strong internal force gathered his fists, and suddenly blasted out, directly imprinted on Ji Ruchang's chest.

The elegant and chic of Xingyun palm, Ji Ruchang did not show it to the world, but the tragic image of his butt landing on the ground after a palm flew into the sky has been circulating in the rivers and lakes.

Ji Ru, who landed on the ground, had messy hair, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the folding fan disappeared, his right hand covered his chest, and he coughed softly, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries under Wan Cong's fist.

Hey, it's still defeated, the person who can create the first mystery case in the rivers and lakes is indeed a little capable, Fan Xiliu looked at Ji Ru, who fell to the ground and coughed lightly, thinking as usual.

Ji Ruchang looked at the disappointment in Fan Xiliu's eyes, and the ridicule of more than 100 people behind him, and suddenly looked at the Wan Cong who had closed his fists, the root of all this was him, if it weren't for him, how could he be looked down upon by them?

Ji Ruchang, who has a mustache, is unwilling to fail, but in the face of Wan Cong, he has no power to parry.

Wan never hurt the killer, turned around in silence after retracting his fist, and then walked towards the back of Long Zhan.

thought that the first game of the competition would come to an end, but Ji Ruchang slapped the ground with one palm, flew up, clenched his hands into fists, and went straight to Wan Cong's back.

Fan Xiliu couldn't help but want to slap him to death with one slap when he saw Ji Ruchang doing this, but after all, he was also a righteous person, and said that since Ji Ruchang became the leader of the Shanghai Sand Gang for two years, he had made great contributions to resisting the Demon Sect.

Fan Xiliu is the protector of the Hundred Years Old Mountain, protecting the righteous path of the Jianghu martial arts, while Ji Ruchang is fighting against the Demon Sect, the two get along differently, and they have different views.

Fan Xiliu is bent on eradicating the Demon Sect, using bright means, while Ji Ruchang is competing with the people of the Demon Sect, no matter what the conspiracy is, as long as he can destroy the Demon Sect, it is a good plan.

Just like at this moment, Fan Xiliu thinks that Ji Ruchang has failed in the fight with Wan Cong, but in Ji Ruchang's heart, the righteous demon is at war, there is death and no life, and the righteous demon is not allowed to fire and water, and he will not give up until he dies.

Wan Cong's subordinates showed mercy and did not hurt the killer, but just blasted the other party away with a punch, how could he have expected that the other party would secretly kill the killer?

Feeling the exclamation behind him, Wan Cong turned his head and happened to see Ji Ruchang's fist.

Before he had time to resist, he saw that the fist had arrived in front of him, and Wan Cong could only stand up to block it.

Bang!

The strong fist hit Wan Cong's chest right in.

With this punch, Ji Ru often used all his strength, and the hatred in his heart gradually diminished with Wan Cong, who was knocked away by a punch and fell to the ground.

"This is what the righteous path of martial arts does?" Long Zhan shouted directly with the mountain opening axe.

"Save me......" Ji Ruchang watched Long Zhan's mountain axe coming towards him, he was at the moment when his strength was exhausted, and he wanted to raise his strength to block, but it was too late, so he had to shout for help.

Although Fan Xiliu thought that Ji Ruchang's approach was extremely inferior, he had to take care of the face of his colleagues and was forced to take action.

"Dragon Valley Lord, stop!" Fan Xiliu raised his sword and swooped down on the mountain axe.

Qiang ......

Between the knives and axes, Fan Xiliu grabbed Ji Ruchang, like pulling a radish and threw Ji Ruchang back.

Ji Ji, who fell to the ground and gasped for breath, patted his chest as usual, secretly saying that it was dangerous.

Ji Ruchang, who fell to the ground, looked at the more than 100 people behind him, but no one came forward to help him.

And Wan Cong, who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, was helped up by the flower lady Haihong and the poisonous weed Butterfly Shan Butterfly, and sat down cross-legged.

Looking at the more than 100 people who were indifferent behind him, Ji Ruchang felt extremely miserable, he tried his best to eradicate the Demon Sect, but he ended up like this, and no one even cared about sitting on the ground.

The scholar glanced at Ji as usual and said that he deserved it.

When Ji heard this, he glared at the scholar, but the scholar turned his head and ignored him.

"Gang Master Ji didn't do it on purpose, this is a heart protection pill ......" Fan Xiliu took out a small bottle in his arms, and was about to say that he wanted to give Wan Cong a service, but was interrupted by Long Zhan.

"Don't, I don't need your cat crying mouse fake mercy, as a demon sect, we don't want to be with you on the right path, today's enmity is settled. Long Zhan looked at Fan Xiliu and said angrily, the mockery in his words was obvious.

After finishing speaking, Long Zhan took out a small bottle in his arms, poured out a black pill, and gave it to the unconscious Wan Cong, and then clicked it twice on his chest, and saw Wan Cong wake up.

It's just that Wan Cong, who coughed a few times and was still expressionless, covered his chest, obviously Ji Ruchang's punch was not light, which caused Wan Cong to suffer a very serious internal injury.

Ji Ruchang looked at Wan Cong's eyes, there was hatred in them, and in his burning eyes, I don't know if it was the red of the torch or the anger in his heart.

However, at this moment, Wan Cong no longer has the strength to fight, and Ji Ruchang is also sitting on the ground alone, looking forward to the next development.

"I didn't expect your so-called righteous path to win by such means, it's really the right way, in my opinion, it's you who should be called the Demon Sect. Poisonous Weed Butterfly Shandie looked at Ji Ruchang and felt ashamed of his sneak attack behind his back and the act of secretly killing him.

"I, Shandie, although I am a member of the Demon Sect, I can't do this kind of thing, I don't know which righteous person can come and win me by some means?"

Fan Xiliu will definitely not do it, he needs to deal with the dragon battle in front of him, and he will not bully a woman when he is in the new year, and the only ones left are Jing Yu Shitai, Liu Tianfeng and Long Xirang.

Liu Tianfeng and Long Xirang glanced at each other, and took a step one after another, obviously without the intention of fighting.

Mrs. Jing looked at the two people around her and smiled slightly.

"Poor Ni wants to come to learn the methods of poisonous weeds and butterflies, but just now the head of Ji was an unintentional mistake, and the girl said this, wouldn't she pollute the entire Jianghu martial arts?"

"In this river and lake, there is no distinction between good and evil, and if it is dirty, so what's the matter?" said to Jing Chenshi.

"Little girl, seeing that you are not very old, but you are so hateful, can't you see the bright side?"

"The light? What I see is the light, and if you don't believe it, I'll show you." After Shandie finished speaking, she looked directly into the eyes of Master Jing.

Everyone saw that Master Jing was stunned in place, no longer speaking, and Shandie, who was standing opposite, was also silent.

The firelight and the moonlight blended, and there was silence in the Valley of the Demons.

Fan Xiliu paid attention to Long Zhan's every move, as long as Long Zhan made a move, Fan Xiliu would immediately take action.

Long Zhan looked at Shan Die indifferently and shook his head.

"The old nun fell for the charm of the poisonous weed butterfly, and it is estimated that the defeat is decided. Haihong, the flower lady standing behind Long Zhan, covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Hey, Shan Die's charm technique is always invincible. "Long Zhan saw that although Master Jing was too caught in Shandie's charm technique, he did not lose his mind, and the master of Emei could not be deduced by common sense.

Watching as Master Jing's eyes closed, and then opened, Shandie took three steps back.

"You lost. Mrs. Jing said.

Everyone was still looking forward to it, thinking that there would be a big battle, but before it started, they found that the battle between them was over.

"Emei's old nun, it's really amazing, I admit defeat, but I don't lose to you, but lose to Emei's mental method. Although Shandie lost, she was still defending.

"You are wrong, losing is losing, nothing loses above anything, your charm is the way to harm others and yourself after all, take the minds of others for your own use, and the gains outweigh the losses. "Master Jing has seen through the exercises that Shandie has cultivated.

"It's my business, you don't have to worry about it. Although Shandie understood that Jing Chen's words were reasonable, because of her own insistence, she could no longer tolerate herself to retreat.

"If the little girl sincerely changes, my Emei can let the girl go to the demons and turn karma. "Master Jing has always had the heart of a good person.

"Hmph, I don't need sympathy. After saying that, Shandie retreated behind Long Zhan.

"I'm sorry, I lost. Shandie said beside Long Zhan.

"It's okay, you're not her opponent, you can practice martial arts with logistics, but what she said just now, you can think about it, maybe Emei really has something that can resolve the demon obstacle in your heart. Long Zhan has always been strict with several people, but now that he said this, Shandie was puzzled.

Even the flower lady behind him looked at Long Zhan, and even Long Zhan didn't react when he called him.

It was Shandie who patted Haihong on the shoulder, and Haihong came back to her senses.

"Go ahead, this one, you have to win, and, for you, it should be easy. Long Zhan said.

"We'll see. After Haihong finished speaking, she stepped forward.

"I don't know which senior is willing to give a few tricks?" Haihong, the flower lady, stretched out an orchid finger and said to more than 100 people in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes in a tone of male not male and female female.

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