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He thought Li Dongping's skill was far better than before. No matter how bad Dahar is, he won't be so defeated against the leader of the "Beggars' Sect"!

Is there a master to help? A Li Dongping has already made the "Demon Sect" suffer a lot. If there are still experts, the situation will be out of control. He thought to himself, "Let's prevaricate for the time being and avoid the cooperation between Li Dongping and Zen Master Wukong. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with. As for any unexpected situation, let it be fate!" Thinking of this, he slowly rose from his seat and walked towards the field. He bowed his hands and smiled, "Leader Li, long time no see!"

"The Spring Dharma Protector is so handsome!" Li Dongping laughed. He also carefully observed the crowd here. There were no young people, but he was relieved of his worries. He was naturally happy.

"Why did the old leader speak so hard!" Taoist Chunfeng looked at Li Dongping. "The leader opened a 'Demon Cult' and closed a 'Demon Cult'. In fact, we just want to see each other and compete with each other in martial arts. There is no evil plan!"

Li Dongping's hands trembled with anger and sneered, "The Dharma Protector just now said that everyone here should listen to the instructions of the 'Demon Sect'. It's rare to be so aboveboard! Hum, it's a bad plan!"

"In the Jianghu," Taoist Chunfeng said with a smile, "the strong are always the king, and the high are the first. It's not surprising!"

"Really!" Li Dongping snorted coldly: "Stealing and plotting against each other is a unique skill of the 'Demon Cult'. It's not worth making a fuss, haha!"

"Why do you have to fight for words here?" Taoist Chunfeng said with a cold face. "If you have the ability, you can see a real chapter in your hand. Are you alone or jointly?"

His words were impartial and arrogant. In fact, he was afraid that everyone would join hands and use words to run others. Why didn't Li Dongping know it? He laughed at the moment, "Is Spring Dharma Protector saying that he thinks too highly of himself, or is he afraid of us joining hands?"

Li Dongping's words made Taoist Chunfeng speechless and very ugly. Ha ha, hide your embarrassment.

"Leader Li is too thoughtful. I'm at your disposal."

Li Dongping did not hesitate to cross his hands. "Please!" Chunfeng said humanely, "Please!" Then he put his hands together and turned his hands to "push the sun through the clouds". When Li Dongping saw that he didn't need a weapon, he threw the dog baton at Luo Tianqiu, turned back and moved "back and step away" to avoid the palm of the hand, and returned a move "probing the dragon to get the bead". The two of them immediately split up ten moves.

Taoist Chunfeng secretly wielded his true power. He wrote a "black tiger's heart" and hit Li Dongping's heart. Li Dongping responded with a move of "opening the tablet with one hand", and only heard a loud "bang!". The two people actually slapped each other. The two sides should make every effort. Taoist Chunfeng stepped back three steps, and Li Dongping jumped back to avoid the coming situation and could not stand. I just feel that my whole body is full of blood, and my mouth is sweet. Knowing that the internal organs were injured, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and then he gritted his teeth to hold back and regulate his breath.

If you want to fight again, just listen to the people nearby proclaim the name of Buddha, "Amitabha! Please take a rest for a while, Almsgiver Li. I'm not talented. I would like to learn some moves of protecting the Dharma in spring." Zen Master Wukong put his hands together and rushed out of the crowd.

Luo Tianqiu hurriedly held Li Dongping on the chair and sat down with his knees crossed. Take a "nine days clear machine treasure pill" from the leather purse and serve the old brother to swallow it. Then, put his right hand on the "Shentang acupoint" in his back heart, and use his kung fu to help him regulate his breath. After a while, Li Dongping only felt a warm current flowing through his body, and immediately felt that his blood was smooth and smooth, and vomited a mouthful of black blood. After a while, I felt that Zhenqi was working normally.

Luo Tianqiu took back his hand and looked at the arena.

At this time, the two sides in the fight are fighting for internal power. Smoke came out of the heads of the two men, and the Wukong Buddhist monk's robe was swollen to a round shape. The exertion of internal power had reached the limit.

Look at that Taoist Chunfeng, who is quietly closing his eyes and exercising his kung fu. His hands and face were red; His "Iron Pill Divine Skill" has reached the ninth level.

"Iron Pill Qigong" is an evil internal skill. Its heat and poison are incomparably strong, and it is the same as "Wanxuesha Skill". But the practice methods are different. However, magic is second to the internal skill of "Wanxuesha Skill" in the unofficial way.

I saw that Taoist Chunfeng was covered with light red qi. The crowd felt that the heat was burning around him. Zen Master Wukong is sweating profusely, just like sitting in a steamer and being steamed by hot air.

Luo Tianqiu knows that Zen Master Wukong has been defeated. In a few moments, he will be worried about his life. Then he spread his body, stood in the field, turned his hands over, and gently held Zen Master Wukong with his right hand. Zen master Wukong only felt a gentle force and gently lifted him, as if someone had lifted him from the steamer and sent him back. The suffocating pressure was immediately reduced. He turned back with the momentum and immediately sat on the ground with his knees crossed, exercising his energy to regulate his breath.

Luo Tianqiu pushed Taoist Chunfeng back with his left hand. Taoist Chunfeng only felt a powerful force, which blocked his genuine qi from flowing back. It seemed that the mountain torrent met a steep wall and returned rapidly, forcing the genuine qi to reverse and flow in the body, and suddenly felt suffocated. People also unconsciously stepped back five or six steps. He hurriedly adjusted his internal breathing with luck and was shocked. Who would have such powerful internal power to block back the real force sent out by himself.

He knows that his afraid opponent has come out! It's really a ghost to believe in God. What's the matter!

Taoist Chunfeng opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged scholar standing in the field, with three locks of whiskers close to his lips.

Taoist Chunfeng's eyes are so sharp. How can he be fooled by casually dressing up? Before, Luo Tianqiu was in the crowd again, so he was inconspicuous. There was no time to investigate. It's only a few feet at the moment. You can see it clearly, of course.

"Who are you?" Taoist Chunfeng said positively: "Why do you dress like this? Can you show your true face?"

Luo Tianqiu said, "Taoist Chunfeng has great eyesight!" Then he wiped his face with his hand. Taoist Chunfeng was shocked when he saw it. This handsome young man is only eighteen or nine years old. How can he have such deep internal power. You know, when top experts like Zen Master Wukong and Taoist Priest Chunfeng compete for internal power, they need to bear the internal power of both of them at the same time to disassemble them. How deep the internal power of the disassembler can be imagined. Taoist Chunfeng almost suspected that the young master in front of him was a child prodigy. He quickly and softly said, "Young Xia, can you tell me your name?" Luo Tianqiu said, "My name is Luo, and the cursive character is Tianqiu. Seeing two current masters competing for internal power, I'm afraid both will be hurt. I dare to dismantle it. Please forgive me. I won't blame you for your recklessness!" His words took the situation of Wukong Zen master's defeat away, and made Taoist Chunfeng dare not do any work.

Taoist Chunfeng has just known that he has extraordinary skills. If you compete with him, you may not win. If we stop here, how can he talk in front of these many people, who are scared in front of a younger generation and will spread to the Jianghu in the future. After thinking about it, he was driven by his stubborn nature. He had to fight. He saw his hands arched and said, "Young Xia, you are kind-hearted, but this martial art is just one thing. The original thing of licking blood with the blade is killing or wounding. If you are in a good mood, how about playing with me?"

"Spring Dharma Protector wants to have fun," Luo Tianqiu smiled. "I might as well try."

As they spoke, the two men moved their hands.

Luo Tianqiu is very nimble with a set of "Nineteen Dragon Flying Movements". His hands are not far away from each other. He grabs, hooks, points, kills, hits, splits, pushes, takes, kicks, sweeps, sends, bumps, and adds his "shadowless magic wind" lightness skills. He is like a shadow walking around Taoist Chunfeng. Even though Taoist Chunfeng has excellent martial arts, he can't touch his clothes. He just feels that there is Luo Tianqiu around him. He can kill in the east and fight in the west. Even though he can close his acupoints and use the "Iron Pill Divine Skill", Luo Tianqiu's "Haoyang Divine Skill" is far better than him.

At first, Luo Tianqiu didn't want to hurt him, so he needed to point. If it is a point, even if his acupoints are closed, Luo Tianqiu's "One Finger Zen Skill" in his "Da Xumi Divine Finger" may make him doomed.

Luo Tianqiu just wanted to play tricks on him. After a while, Taoist Chunfeng's clothes were torn to pieces, and even his long white eyebrows were torn off. At this time, although Taoist Chunfeng has high self-control, he can't stand the great humiliation no matter how good his composure.

Taoist Chunfeng exerted his "Iron Pill Divine Skill" with all his strength. When he reached the limit, he threw his palms around and tried to use the "Chopping Palm" to hurt TianQiu. He only heard a "roar" sound, like the roar of a lion, but still could not touch the edge of TianQiu.

The onlooker looked as if he was a blind man who was fighting with others and shouting vinegar, but he didn't know that the real qi of the Spring Dharma Protector was activated. His acupoints were covered with "Iron Pill Magic Skill" and he didn't dare to speak. Otherwise, his real strength would be slightly released, and he would be killed or injured. He had to secretly cry in his heart and just roar and clap.

Luo Tianqiu is natural and unrestrained. He watches the sidelines while fighting. I saw heroes of all factions holding their breath and watching the situation in the audience with their eyes wide open. Originally, this was a once-in-a-century opportunity to watch the fight. A top and superb expert like Taoist Chunfeng, none of the leaders of all sects present was his opponent. Even the famous Zen Master Wukong, the first of the "Shaolin Temple" and "Luohan Hall", almost died. At this time, he was dressed in rags, and his white robe became stripes. He was really puffed up. It was like the flag inserted at the head of the grave during the Tomb Sweeping Day, killing the scenery. Then look at his palms in all directions, and he looks like the monk who does magic in the ashram.

With such a difficult and difficult scene, anyone who has time to take care of it will concentrate on watching the arena. Looking at the "Demon Cult" side, it seemed that it was ready to move, ready for the tree to fall and scatter. Luo Tianqiu hurriedly said to Li Dongping, "Elder brother, talk with the old Taoist Priest and they must not let the thieves run away!"

He uses the best "ant voice transmission" method to speak. He uses his internal power to connect the voice into a line and transmit it to the other person's ear. The voice is like the buzzing of mosquitoes and gnats. It rings gently in Li Dongping's ear, but others can't hear it. Li Dongping hurriedly walked to Cui Xiaoke and the Wuhui swordsman and others, and talked quietly.

As soon as Luo Tianqiu finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the tragic situation of his family and the tragic fate of Tiangang's brother's parents. At the moment, looking at the enemy thief in front of him, he was furious and killed.

He suddenly stood in his position. Taoist Chunfeng thought that he was flying, his internal power was exhausted, and he thought that it was a good opportunity for him to stop because he had no combat experience and was always fighting. He clenched his teeth secretly, applied the "Iron Pill Divine Skill" to his right hand, exerted all his strength to "the black tiger took out his heart", and pushed out with a flat chest. With great strength, he shot Luo Tianqiu in the chest like a raging river. Luo Tianqiu raised his right hand, filled his chest with hatred, and used the ten-layer real force of his palm to meet the coming trend.

I heard a "bang", and the aftershocks were blowing out in all directions. The dust was flying in the ground, and everyone around felt that the waves were threatening. After the dust wave passed, Luo Tianqiu stood on the spot as independent as a mountain. Taoist Chunfeng, who was like an arrow, flew backwards and crashed into the wall beside the gate. A large amount of dust immediately fell from the wall. The rebound of the wall bounced him back.

"Bang" fell to the ground, and Taoist Chunfeng "Wow" spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was sallow.

The "Demon Sect" crowd quickly lifted him up, only to hear his hoarse voice whisper: "Run away from here!" The man in blue clothes, Sikong Tong, quickly picked him up, and suddenly ran into the spike. The "Demon Cult" crowd immediately separated, fanned the man in blue, and went up to the ridge of the house.

Luo Tianqiu roared: "Where is Sikong Tong? Take your life quickly!" He only saw the word "come" exit, raised his right hand and pointed to Sikong, using the "one finger Zen" to penetrate the fingers, which has twelve layers of true power.

Sikong Tong was already scared to pieces. He was still very calm and experienced. Hearing Luo Tianqiu call his name, he knew that the situation was not good. He quickly hid and flashed aside. "Bo", although he ran very fast, his left ear was also cut off by the finger force. The "One Finger Zen Skill" is still strong. With a sound of "Pa", the finger force cuts off a poplar tree with a thick bowl in front of it.

Luo Tianqiu is trying to catch up with him. Listen to the Wukong Zen Master Gao Xuan Buddha's name: "Amitabha, don't chase the poor, please stay!" Luo Tianqiu thinks, right! not press an enemy at bay! Kill one Sikong Tong, and you may not get revenge. Even if these nine people are killed together, the "Demon Sect" will not be eliminated. It's better to stay and discuss with the heroes. Thinking of this, he slowly turned around.

Everyone was stunned by the scene. Taoist Chunfeng is such a person that he was beaten by the young Luo Tianchou in front of him and ran away. Seeing how he fell to the ground, he was seriously injured and had to adjust his breath for half a year to recover.

[Note: 1. Believing in God has ghosts, which is a southwest proverb, which means that what you fear comes from what you fear.]