"What kind of weapon do you use to deal with you? A pair of iron fists is enough!"

Hong Kim raised his fists and shook them demonstratively.

Zhao Zhijing was almost so angry that he vomited blood, he stared at Hong Jin deadly, looking like he was going to eat people.

"This opponent of Zhijing is quite hateful!"

Wang Chongyang's face sank and he said in a low voice.

A wry smile appeared on Qiu Chuji's face.

Not to mention that it is bare-handed, I am afraid that Hong Jin can beat Zhao Zhijing all over the ground even if he ties his hands.

Laugh at!

The long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand shook and stabbed towards Hong Jin, and it turned out to be a killing move of the Quanzhen Sword Technique, "Frost All Over the Land".

Leng Sensen's sword light suddenly bloomed in front of everyone, just like frost all over the ground, suddenly descending on the world.

Many people in the rivers and lakes shouted loudly, and as soon as the sword light came out, they killed everywhere, and it really deserved to be a true swordsmanship.

Wang Chuyi's face couldn't help but smile, Zhao Zhijing's character doesn't talk about him, just by virtue of martial arts, among the three generations of disciples, no one can match.

Wang Chongyang's face showed a dissatisfied look, Zhao Zhijing was too careful to deal with a stinky boy who came out of nowhere.

And the use of killing moves when he makes a move is really inconsistent with the temperament of the monks.

The sword light is gone!

Zhao Zhijing's irritable expression became solemn, and he didn't know how this sword could be empty.

Not only Zhao Zhijing was surprised, but Master Yideng and Hong Qigong were all surprised.

According to what they heard, Hong Jin had long been a wasted person, how could he be reborn from the ashes?

Wang Chu snorted coldly, in his opinion, Zhao Zhijing was only slightly off from the sword light, and did not use the essence of this move.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

Zhao Zhijing roared angrily, and stabbed Hong Jin in the throat with his sword.

This sword came suddenly, without any mud and water, and if you meet an opponent who has a slightly worse reaction, you are afraid that you will die on the spot.

Hong Jin remained motionless, as if he was scared silly, and waited until Zhao Zhijing's sword stabbed to his side, and then he leaned back suddenly.

Laugh at!

The snowy sword light stabbed Hong Jin's body and caused a series of exclamations.

Jin Hao was so frightened that he closed his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at the scene of Hong Jin's blood splashing.

Zhao Zhijing stabbed the air with a sword, but he was really frightened in his heart, he was afraid that Hong Jin would fight back, so he hurriedly jumped out of the body.

One advance and one retreat, Zhao Zhijing revealed his superb skills and won a lot of colorful voices.

Zhao Zhijing's face was hot and painful, and those sincere praises for him sounded like a wonderful irony.

With great effort, Zhao Zhijing made two swords in a row, which can be regarded as doing his best to make the true swordsmanship he knows to the fullest.

As a result, Hong Jin's feet didn't move at all, but his body leaned slightly, and he defused his attack.

"Boy, you're looking for your own death!"

Zhao Zhijing had a cruel smile on his face, he turned around suddenly, and a sword swept from the bottom to the top.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen were all moved, they didn't expect that Zhao Zhijing would actually use the moves in the "Deadly Three Immortal Sword".

This is the forbidden sword technique of the Quanzhen Sect, and Wang Chongyang has already had a strict order, if it is not at the moment of life and death, it is not allowed to be used easily.

Now Zhao Zhijing was aroused by Hong Jin's real fire, and under the anger of his body, he used it desperately.

Before the sword light reached his body, Hong Jin could feel the killing intent mixed in Zhao Zhijing's sword.

However, Hong Jin's expression was still calm, and he kicked his feet and fell back like a crane.

This light-weight exercise is different from every trick Hong Jin used before, and there is really an indescribable chic and casual action.

"I didn't expect this uncle to even retire so well!" Huang Rong said with an exclamation on her face.

"Uncle?"

Hong Jin's face immediately formed a black line, and he found that Zhao Zhijing's swordsmanship was not as lethal as Huang Rong's unintentional words.

Zhao Zhijing missed the blow, his face was full of anger, and he chased after Hong Jin like a shadow.

"I've made you three moves, are you still finished?"

Hong Jin roared, and then punched violently, as fast as a meteor, and flew out.

This punch hit Zhao Zhijing's waist and eyes.

Zhao Zhijing was originally flying, but was smashed out of the body by this punch.

Syllable!

Zhao Zhijing fell to the ground, his hands and feet hit the ground at the same time, he only felt that the strength of his whole body was like water in the pool, and he was blown dry by Hong Jin's punch.

The long sword in his hand flew out of Zhao Zhijing's hand, and it shot straight towards Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang stretched out his two fingers and clamped the long sword, slightly angry, and his face sank like water.

Zhao Zhijing's body kept shaking on the ground, trying to get up from the ground, but Hong Jin's strength was so ingenious that he always made his efforts in vain.

In front of the heroes of the world, Zhao Zhijing just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but on a cold day, sweat was pouring down on his forehead.

Jin Hao was stunned from the sidelines, and he suddenly realized that Hong Jin was possible, not an ordinary person.

In fact, before Zhao Zhijing made another move, Wang Chuyi realized that something was wrong and wanted to stop Zhao Zhijing.

As a result, Wang Chuyi's words were not faster than Hong Jin's fist, so he had to swallow the words that had never been said back into his stomach.

There was an uproar in the room.

The heroes of the world looked at Zhao Zhijing lying on the ground, and they all felt a burst of shock.

Zhao Zhijing is not a particularly powerful strongman, he can't lose, but please, can you not lose so badly.

Looking at the battle between Hong Jin and Zhao Zhijing, it is not a level of martial arts competition at all, it is easier and more tragic than the master beating the apprentice.

Could it be that Hong Jin is a master comparable to the seven sons of Quanzhen?

The people in the audience all shook their heads, looking at Hong Jin's age, if he said that he had practiced the skills of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, he was afraid that he would have to be born in a famous family to become successful.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you help Zhijing back soon?"

Wang Chu shouted angrily, quite a kind of grievance that had nowhere to vent.

Hong Jin's heart is still in a rare surprise.

There were a lot of cheers on the sidelines, as well as a lot of discussions, which he automatically ignored.

This punch is obviously different from the previous punches and kicks.

In the past, punching was just for the sake of being brave and ruthless, winning or losing, judging success or failure, and if you were not careful, there would be a disaster of blood.

But this punch, in addition to the previous meaning, Hong Jin can feel that the whole body and mind are comfortable for a while.

This is a kind of coolness in the pure sense, which does not contain any grievances, and from this aspect, it is thanks to Zhao Zhijing.

Wang Chu snorted coldly, and wanted to appear, he had a preference for Zhao Zhijing, and he really couldn't tolerate Hong Jin, and regarded Quanzhen Kung Fu as child's play.

Suddenly, I felt that a whisk of dust was pressed on my shoulders, and it was like a mountain when I climbed it, and I couldn't move.

As soon as Wang Chu looked back, the person who shot was actually Wang Chongyang, in fact, in the entire Quanzhen Sect, only Wang Chongyang had such an unpredictable ability.

"Chu Yi, this is not the time to be brave and ruthless, let him go. ”

Wang Chongyang also felt angry at the beginning, but at this moment, he has calmed down.

Zhao Zhijing lost, and it was not only Zhao Zhijing who lost, but also the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect.

Wang Chongyang knows this, but he still can't let Wang deal with it.

The reputation of the Quanzhen Sect is of course important, but the Nine Yin True Scripture is even more important, and Wang Chongyang wants to quell the chaos caused by the Nine Yin True Scripture in one fell swoop, so he can't allow personal revenge.

"Zhijing made a big mistake this time, and after returning to the mountain, he was confined for a year. Wang Chongyang said coldly.

Zhao Zhijing's face immediately turned pale, which meant that he would have a year to completely lose his freedom, and he could only painstakingly study the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Tianfeng, you go on the field and try his kung fu?"

Huang Yaoshi raised his eyebrows and said, this moment is the most proud time in his life, it seems that he is radiant and even more handsome and vulgar.

With Huang Yaoshi's shout, a heroic man suddenly rushed into the field, and his body was particularly elegant.

"Wu Tianfeng, the disciple of Peach Blossom Island, comprehends Your Excellency's high moves. ”

The man jumped into the middle of the field and shouted loudly at Hong Jin.

Hong Jin woke up from his intoxication, he couldn't help frowning, he didn't want to mess with the door of Peach Blossom Island.

"I'm sorry, I'm tired, let me rest for a while and go back to the fight. ”

Hong Jin couldn't help but say, as soon as his body was vertical, he jumped into the camp of the Quanzhen Sect.

Wu Tianfeng was stunned, he didn't expect that Hong Jin would avoid fighting without fighting.

In any case, this is all for Peach Blossom Island to save face, and Wu Tianfeng's face couldn't help but show a smug look.

At this moment, a man in white suddenly broke into the platform, brushed the fan in his hand and opened it, and said, "Ouyang Ke came to receive the teaching." ”

Ouyang Ke is a hungry ghost, he has long seen Huang Rong's beautiful and unparalleled face, so he came out to behave and look extremely graceful.

Wu Tianfeng was stunned.

Then he remembered that he must not weaken the face of the teacher, and his expression couldn't help but become solemn.

Syllable!

The two of them set up a momentum, and Wu Tianfeng first slapped it out with one palm.

Seeing a palm strike out, suddenly one point two, two points four, four points eight, a total of eight palm shadows.

Ouyang Ke was stunned for a moment, watching Wu Tianfeng's palm strike, he really couldn't tell the difference between the palm being virtual and the palm being real.

Smack!

Ouyang Ke was slapped twice, his body staggered, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Seeing that he had suffered a loss, Ouyang Ke couldn't help but be furious, and he swung the iron fan in his hand and hit Wu Tianfeng's body.

Ouyang Ke has worked hard for several years on this iron fan, and he saw that his moves were exquisite, and he attacked all the way.

Wu Tianfeng is still the enemy of Luoying Shenjian Palm, and the origin of his palm technique is constantly changing, sometimes five virtual and one real, sometimes five real and one virtual, which makes people dazzled.

Ouyang Feng watched from the sidelines, not worried about Ouyang Ke at all, he thought that with Ouyang Ke's skills, it was impossible to defeat Wu Tianfeng.

When the fight was tight, Ouyang Ke suddenly stepped forward, and smashed the iron fan in his hand towards Wu Tianfeng's shoulder.

Who knew that this was a flaw that Wu Tianfeng deliberately sold, and he took advantage of the momentum to sweep the leaf leg and swept it out violently.

Ouyang Ke couldn't dodge, and happened to be swept away, and his body immediately stumbled forward and almost fell.

Wu Tianfeng bullied his body violently, and with one palm, he hit Ouyang Ke's chest at the vital point.