"Brother Guo, it's not a way to go on like this, I have a suggestion, since we have our own plans, let's just compete with each other to win, if we lose, naturally withdraw, if you lose, then you must not stop it." Murong Longcheng said suddenly.

Guo Yan stared at Murong Longcheng for a while, and snorted coldly: "I already knew that you were scheming, but I didn't expect you to do this kind of indiscriminate trick." ”

"Brother Guo's words are wrong. Murong Longcheng didn't look out of the blue, shook his head and said, "Our martial arts cultivation is a matter of going against the sky, if we don't fight, how can we go against the current." ”

"If the words are not speculative, then the rules of the rivers and lakes will be solved. Guo Yan stood up and said, "I have long wanted to understand the Murong Clan's way of giving back to the other, I want to see if you can use my way to give back to me!"

"The Eighteen Dragon-Descending Palms of the Beggar Gang, I have long wanted to understand it!" Murong Longcheng laughed.

The two of them are windless and their clothes are fluttering, and they are ready to do it at any time, the world says that Murong Longcheng is the number one master in the world, that is because of the name of Murong Clan's "returning the other body with his way", mistakenly thinking that Murong Longcheng is proficient in the martial arts of all factions in the world, in fact, Murong Longcheng did not defeat the world's top master in the real sense, at least he and Guo Yan have never fought each other, as the so-called Wen Wu is the first martial arts and no second, although Guo Yan doesn't care about what the name is, but he has long wanted to compete with Murong Longcheng.

"Mr. Murong, take it slowly. The middle-aged monk in lama costume put one palm on his chest and said: "We are all here for the cheats, and the cheats haven't been seen yet, why do you want to fight first? Guo Daxia, I don't believe that you don't want to break through the innate realm, and now that the opportunity is right in front of you, how can you be bound by worldly etiquette?"

"The Tubo National Teacher, King Likong. Fan Feng leaned over to Wang Lie and whispered.

"His Holiness is proficient in Tianzhu Yoga, and the Ganges Mahamudra is ever-changing, and it is said that he can also use a kind of flame palm kung fu, which is similar to the flame knife, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. Li Suning whispered when he heard this.

"This lama is not a good thing, he actually covets the martial arts secrets of the Vulture Palace. Look for an opportunity to clean him up. Wang Lie nodded.

"I, Guo Yan, want to break through, my own exercises are enough, but you don't practice enough yourself, but you are trying to seize other people's martial arts cheats to find a breakthrough. It's just wishful thinking!" Guo Yan snorted coldly.

"Guo Daxia is arrogant, he doesn't have this self-confidence, he doesn't have the secret book, how can he break through the realm, everyone here should also be here for the secret book. "King Likong tried to fool the few people on Guo Yan's side.

"Bai is not here for cheats. Just to challenge the world's masters, since you have so many words, let's try a certain sword first. The man standing with the sword in his arms said coldly, took a step forward, and the whole person instantly turned into a sharp sword, and the edge was exposed.

Wang Lie praised in his heart, and said that the swordsman was the most handsome, looking at this action, he was so handsome that he was scum.

"Changbai Mountain Sword God Bai Zishu, if the six-vein divine sword does not come out. He is the number one swordsman in the world. Li Suning also praised.

Although it is said that the masters of internal strength generally do not use weapons, the internal strength has reached a high and profound realm, every grass and tree is a weapon, flying flowers and falling leaves can hurt people, and a pair of fleshy palms under the infusion of true qi are not inferior to divine weapons, but it does not mean that those who use weapons are not masters, the internal strength is profound, and then the weapon helps, the combat effectiveness will be further improved, this Changbai Mountain Sword God Bai Zishu once challenged the Shaolin Temple Sea and Air Mage. In the tenth move, he put the sword on the neck of the master of the sea and air, but he devoted himself to swordsmanship and never preached it, otherwise the evaluation of him in the rivers and lakes would go further. Even so, he is definitely one of the best masters in the world.

"Bai Zishu is one of the most terrible people in the world, he has no relatives, no disciples, and maybe not even friends, this is a person with almost no weaknesses. King Likong did not dare to make a move with him. Li Suning said.

Sure enough, King Likong shook his head and said, "Mr. Bai is known as the sword god, and the little monk is far from being an opponent. "Bai Zishu's martial arts are enough to rank among the top five here, and King Likong doesn't want to fight with such a master as soon as he comes up, not because he is afraid of being defeated, but how to compete for the secret book of divine skills in case of injury. For him, face is not as good as affordability, and it is not a big deal to sigh to himself.

"Master Haiyan, why are you here alone, and what about the other masters?" Seeing that they couldn't and couldn't fight for a while, Wang Lie asked Master Haiyan, who had not spoken.

"The abbot brother is injured, our temple has had a lot of tribulations recently, and the other senior brothers can't leave the temple lightly, I heard that it was this star scattered person who injured the abbot's brother, so I want to come to seek justice. Master Haiyan said.

Wang Lie was stunned, I really didn't expect Monk Haiyan to come to take revenge alone, to say that the one who can do this kind of thing should be the most short-tempered monk Hai Neng, I didn't expect that Monk Hai Yan, who looks very steady, is so impulsive, even the abbot of Haitong was injured at the hands of others, you can end up well when you come to seek justice?

"Lord Wang rest assured, Lao Wei is not a reckless person. Master Haiyan saw Wang Lie's strange expression and said with a smile: "Although Lao Wei is here to seek justice, he will not fight hard with the stars and scattered people, and the world's masters gather, and I Shaolin cannot be absent." ”

Wang Lie was a little speechless, although Shaolin is the number one faction in the world, but to be honest, there are really no people who can shake the field now, if you want to talk about first-class masters, they may be the most sectarians, those Haizi monks are all good hands among first-class masters, but the top masters, they are really almost, the abbot of Haitong who has not lost his internal strength, and his martial arts may be similar to Yu Peifeng, but Master Haiyan's martial arts are stronger than the fat-headed and big-eared man who was initially repelled by Wang Lie's palm, and it is really not enough to see here。

"It's not a shame for a group of big men to grind and chirp. Seeing that they hadn't fought for a long time, Wu Xingyun, who had planned to watch a good show, was a little disappointed, being blocked at the door of the house by so many people, it was impossible to say that she didn't hold her breath, she said coldly: "Since there are so many people here, why don't you decide to be the number one master in the world, and then I will take out the magic secret book as a congratulatory gift!"

Rao knew that Wu Xingyun was sowing discord, and the hearts of everyone present also moved, except for a few people, everyone was still looking forward to the title of the world's number one master, even if it was Murong Longcheng, who had been acquiesced in for more than ten years, it was never really meaningful to get this title, such as most of the masters gathered today, if they beat others here, the next master in the world would be regarded as deserved.

"Girl, don't play with fire!" Guo Yan said. He knew that Wu Xingyun was Xiaoyaozi's disciple, and for the sake of his friendship with Xiaoyaozi, Guo Yan would not allow these people to bully future disciples.

"Old beggar, there's nothing to do with you here, since you're not interested in the palace master's cheats, go down the mountain early. Wu Xingyun snorted coldly, she has a strong personality, although she was besieged, she didn't even notify Wang Lie, and she didn't need the help of the beggars.

"Guo Daxia, people don't appreciate your affection. The Wind Beard who was repelled by Guo Yan said sarcastically at this time, Wind Beard is also a strange person, he is forty or fifty years old this year, he was born as a horse thief, and when he was young, he got the relics of a dead Taoist priest in the desert, there is a book of martial arts secrets, he practiced a high and deep martial arts according to the practice, and then there were various opportunities, he also became a first-class master, on martial arts may be similar to Haiyan and the like, but to say that the fight for life and death, it must be him who wins, decades of life on the tip of the knife is not in vain, although he is afraid of Guo Yan, but he is not afraid, at this time to speak ridicule。

"Windbeard, huh. Wu Xingyun didn't want Guo Yan to help the leader, but Wang Lie couldn't watch Guo Yan being ridiculed, so he stepped forward and said: "Since we all want to fight, let's just throw bricks and lead the way, I challenge you, or you challenge me." He followed Wu Xingyun's meaning and wanted to provoke the battle, such a one-on-one competition, he would have a great advantage over the chaotic battle, and he could defeat Yu Peifeng Murong Longcheng and the people on their side one by one.

"Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant by defeating the dead fat pig, this is not the place for you. Wind Beard narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, he unexpectedly slapped the man with the fat head and big ears, he could also do it, and he didn't think that Wang Lie was young and martial arts above him.

"Haha, eat me and punch it again!" Wang Lie laughed, raised his fist and smashed it directly. He didn't have so many scruples, the Vulture Palace was his own territory, and he was blocked at the door, so he naturally started first when he had the opportunity. (To be continued.) )