Chapter Eighty-Nine: Five Luo Light Tobacco Palms
"Really?" Yue Wudi's expression was still indifferent, the martial arts of the four old monks of Tianlong Temple were all first-class, and the internal strength of King Zhennan was almost not weaker than himself, Qiu Qianren dared to underestimate them, and he would definitely pay a painful price.
"Qiu Qianren, we don't care if you are the king and dominate in Hunan, but if you go to the Dali Palace to kill people, you can't get along with our Duan family, since you are here today, you don't want to leave!" King Zhennan's face was full of majesty, and Qiu Qianren underestimated his behavior, which made him very dissatisfied.
The four old monks of Tianlong Temple also clasped their palms together and said, "Amitabha, if the donor is willing to be captured, the poor monks and others promise that they will never hurt your life." ”
Qiu Qianren laughed and said, "Dali is a small country, it's really arrogant." Even if you rely on you, you dare to let me be arrested? Hehe, except for Wang Chongyang in this world, I'm afraid no one can say such things to me!"
King Zhennan and the four monks of Tianlong Temple were all furious, Qiu Qianren's words had risen to the level of insulting the country, and it was a provocation to Dali!
An old monk with yellowed eyebrows couldn't help but shout: "Toast and don't eat and drink, watch the poor monk take you!"
The yellow-eyed old monk strode forward like a meteor, waved his palm, and the palm wind was whirring, and the power was extraordinary.
"Hmph! The light of fireflies, dare to compete with the sun and the moon?" Qiu Qianren sneered, although the martial arts of the old monk with yellow eyebrows are strong, but this strength also depends on who he compares with, for ordinary martial arts masters, the martial arts of the old monk with yellow eyebrows is undoubtedly the first-rate, but compared with him Qiu Qianren, it seems a little insufficient.
Qiu Qianren stood in place, his steps did not move, and he gently slapped his palm, extremely casual.
The face of the yellow-eyed old monk changed slightly, although Qiu Qianren's one thing seemed ordinary, but it just sealed the only way for him to use this move, his palm method was varied, only this move, there were eighteen changes, but no matter which change was used, it could not break through Qiu Qianren's defense.
"Martial arts have reached the point where I am, and the existing tricks on the rivers and lakes can be seen at a glance. If you try to win with a change of moves, you're doomed to disappointment. Unless it's a trick that has never appeared on the rivers and lakes, or a new move, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to make me move. ”
Qiu Qianren was extremely calm, casually pointed, and his tone was arrogant, which made the old monk with yellow eyebrows so angry that he was about to come out.
His set of Wuluo light tobacco palms is one of the core masteries of the Duan family, and among the Duan family, it is second only to a yang finger, but Qiu Qianren didn't even move his footsteps, so he took it loudly, and he also said that it was hot, how could he not be angry?
The shadow of the yellow-eyed old monk's palm flew up, the monk's sleeves fluttered, and he tried his best to use the Wuluo light smoke palm, and kept attacking around Qiu Qianrenzhou's body, and the palm changed so quickly that it left a phantom in the air.
If it weren't for the fact that all the masters present were there, I'm afraid that even the yellow-eyed old monk's shot would not be able to see clearly.
But Qiu Qianren was still not in a hurry, just occasionally waved his palm, forcing the old monk with yellow eyebrows to change his moves halfway, and in the blink of an eye, the old monk with yellow eyebrows had already made thirty or forty moves, but he didn't even touch a corner of Qiu Qianren's clothes.
The other three old monks outside the field, their faces are ugly, the four of them are already the strongest masters in Tianlong Temple, the old monk with yellow eyebrows is so embarrassed to fight Qiu Qianren, doesn't it mean that the gap between them and Qiu Qianren is also very big?
"Qiu Qianren is already so powerful, the five absolute masters must be even more extraordinary, Duan Zhixing, Duan Zhixing, it seems that it is really difficult to deal with you!" King Zhennan also had a gloomy face, and at this moment, he thought about it a lot.
Only Yue Wudi's face was quite normal, and no one knew more about Qiu Qianren's martial arts than him. Although the old monk with yellow eyebrows is a first-class master, it is impossible to win if he fights alone with Qiu Qianren.
"Hehe, Wuluo light cigarette palm, but that's it. It's better to use a yang finger, otherwise you really don't even have the qualifications to let me move!" Qiu Qianren still had the strength to speak and mock under the swift attack of the yellow-eyed old monk.
"Hmph!" The old monk with yellow eyebrows was furious, although Qiu Qianren's words were very unpleasant, but it was undeniable that if he didn't use a yang finger, I am afraid that he would really not be able to make Qiu Qianren move his feet.
"One Yang Finger!" the yellow-eyed old monk secretly snorted, no longer kept, and attacked with the strongest martial arts.
Pointing to the wind, there was a faint whistling sound in the air, although it was not obvious, but it was enough to show that the internal strength of the old monk with yellow eyebrows had been extremely profound.
"Hey!" Qiu Qianren's cheek muscles moved, and he smiled hideously, and his iron palm slapped out, and the strength was extremely violent.
The reason why he was sneering was to lure the old monk with yellow eyebrows to use a yang finger, so as to take advantage of the gap between his two martial arts conversions, and suddenly use a hot hand to solve the old monk with yellow eyebrows and reduce an opponent.
Otherwise, if the old monk Huangmei kept using Wuluo light smoke palm, it would be difficult to seriously injure the old monk with Qiu Qianren's ability to seriously injure the old monk with a few moves.
"Hmph!" Yue Wudi snorted coldly, at the moment when the old monk with yellow eyebrows pointed out, Yue Wudi understood Qiu Qianren's thoughts, he sneered in his heart, Dapeng's body was moved, his body turned into an afterimage, the five elements collapsed, and he smashed the Yellow Dragon!
"Good boy!" Qiu Qianren was furious, Yue Wudi actually understood his plan in an instant, and took action directly. If he still slapped this palm towards the old monk with yellow eyebrows, even if he could kill the old monk with yellow eyebrows, he would inevitably be hit by Yue Wudi's fist.
But if you retract your palm power halfway and face Yue Wudi, then you will be pointed out by the Yiyang of the old monk with yellow eyebrows. At this moment, Qiu Qianren fell into a dilemma, in a dilemma.
"Fight!" Qiu Qianren's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he made a decision in an instant. He no longer paid attention to the old monk with yellow eyebrows, his feet moved quickly, and he took a step in the direction of Yue Wudi, his palm power spitting out, and his life's strength poured out.
When Qiu Qianren wanted to bully Yue Wudi "with internal injuries", he completely abolished Yue Wudi, as long as Yue Wudi lost his combat effectiveness, even if he was hit by the old monk with yellow eyebrows, the other people would not pose a threat to him!
I have to say that Qiu Qianren's response was very fast, and he deserved to be a top master. But unfortunately, he missed one point, that is, Yue Wudi was not injured at all!
Yue Wudi's narrow eyes showed murderous aura, qi and strength combined, and the internal force surged out, attaching to the collapsed fist, making his fist indestructible.
"Boom!"
The collision of true qi, the exchange of bones.
Like a giant trampling on the earth, a dull and heavy voice sounded, and the two masters shook hard again, facing off with their life's work.
"You!" Qiu Qianren's mouth was bleeding, he shook for a while, and shouted in disbelief, "You don't even have internal injuries?