He Qingyu is good at fists and palms. After saluting each other with Chen Guang, the starting position of his hands is the palm technique. The internal force is scorching, like boiling water and opening the lid, billowing steam, hitting Chen Guang's face and clapping his hands, and the heat wave slaps Chen Guang's face.
, it felt like being in a boiler, my throat and lips suddenly became dry.
Chen Guang raised his hand gracefully, pouring his internal energy into his palm, and suddenly struck out with a heart-shattering palm power. He Qingyu's palm power clashed with each other. The two did not take a step back. In the competition of internal energy, He Qingyu was obviously at a disadvantage.
, biting his lip with difficulty, the red color seeping through the corners of his lips, he groaned, and his left hand turned into a palm knife, gouging out his throat.
With a straight punch, He Qingyu stepped back, his breath slightly uncomfortable. He glanced at Ji Xueyu and the other true disciples behind him, and a stubborn temper burst out from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't lose like this.
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He Qingyu's aura suddenly changed. At this moment, she was like a lioness protecting her cubs. Her internal energy was flowing into her palms. They said her palms were like knives, but her palms didn't look like sharp knives, but two sledgehammers.
"The Liger Diamond Hammer, this is the secret skill of a hammer expert who was famous in the world forty years ago. That man had a pair of eight-edged hammers that could move mountains and fill seas. This little girl found a new way and used it in her life.
The palm has used that unique skill, but I don’t know how powerful it is." The old man with white hair and long beard said with a smile.
He Qingyu struck with a palm, accompanied by the roar of lions and roars of tigers, which made Chen Guang's ears buzz. The strength was completely different from the Taihui disciples who had encountered before who focused on exquisite moves. Her palm skills were powerful.
Open the big and close, play fiercely and bravely, and move forward indomitably.
Chen Guang was suddenly refreshed. This person did not play according to common sense, but it made Chen Guang, who was already a little tired, interested. He punched straight, and in the quiet air, a huge kun fish jumped into the sea.
Kun Mo's sea-shaking fist.
With a dull bang, He Qingyu flew upside down like a kite with broken strings. Ji Xueyu waved his hand, and a stream of innate Qi protected He Qingyu. With a squeeze of his hand, the latter fell steadily into her hands, but there was blood in his mouth.
It can no longer be concealed and overflows.
Ji Xueyu's face didn't look good, "I admit defeat for He Qingyu."
What worries her is not He Qingyu's victory or defeat. The opponent defeated He Qingyu in just a few moves. Sun Youwei and Zheng Lan, who both had their own victories and defeats in the fight, must not be his opponent...
When did such a talented master appear in the world? I have never heard of it. Is it possible that the Taihui sect’s news is so blocked?
She said in a deep voice: "Zheng Lan, come on."
Zheng Lan and He Qingyu have their own differences in appearance, the latter is more bloody, the former is more delicate, and even the other two are the same. Putting aside the martial arts of the Taihui sect, the appearance and quality of the disciples are indeed good, any disciple
They are all the best choices.
"Zheng Lan, the third elder of the Taihui sect, has met Mr. Chen." Zheng Lan said politely: "The master is superb in martial arts and has endless methods. Zheng Lan knows that he is no match for Mr. Chen, but the Taihui sect cannot be humiliated.
, please give me some advice from Mr. Chen."
Zheng Lan's sword was as transparent as ice crystals, and the head of the sword was inlaid with an ice-attribute gemstone, which was lifelike. When the sword came out, it blinded all the judges, "What a sword."
Although Zheng Lan also used a sword, what he practiced was not the Qinglian Butain Sword Art, but one of the three elders' secret skills, the Ice Soul Divine Sword Art. When the sword was unsheathed, it was suddenly filled with cold air and condensed smoke.
All bells and whistles.
Chen Guang couldn't help but secretly say.
The sword is very ordinary. It may be expensive to make, but it is not practical.
That sword is considered the best among ordinary sharp weapons, and the price may not be worse than a spiritual weapon. It's just that spending such a high price to make a sharp weapon is not as good as buying a spiritual weapon.
Chen Guang hooked his hand.
Zheng Lan was startled and said: "Master Chen, don't you plan to use the sword?"
Chen Guang said: "When it's time to draw the sword, it will naturally come out."
Zheng Lan cursed "arrogant" in her heart. The sword was like a fairy coming down to earth, it was indescribably wonderful.
"One of the three secret skills of Mei Hanxian, the third elder of the Taihui sect, is [Ice Soul Divine Sword Technique]. This sword technique is frosty and bone-piercing. It is very suitable for the little girl's sword. It is naturally powerful. It is said that it has been practiced to perfection.
, with a slight movement of the sword technique, tens of thousands of sword energy swept over and enveloped it." The old man was knowledgeable and knew a lot about the secrets in the martial arts.
At this time, someone asked, "My father-in-law is very knowledgeable, can you explain that person's martial arts?"
The old man stroked his beard and shook his head, "So far, this person has only used two moves, one punch and one palm. The palm technique is not very exquisite, but it still has a taste. The punch technique is fierce and unparalleled, and the same realm is profound.
A Buddhist who is famous for his defensive power would find it difficult to resist. I have never heard of these two moves, and I don’t remember anyone in the world using them."
"The third move."
While speaking, Chen Guang knocked back Zheng Lan with a Heart-Destroying Palm, and then defeated Zheng Lan with an Ice Silkworm Poison Palm. Although the latter was unwilling, he could only become Chen Guang's defeated enemy.
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Sun Youwei stepped forward consciously, but was stopped by Ji Xueyu, "Youwei, you are the proud disciple of the Second Elder. After practicing for just a few years, you have reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering. If the Second Elder had not deliberately asked you to lay more foundation,
I’m afraid I’ve already reached the innate realm.”
Ji Xueyu added: "Just try your best, it doesn't matter if you lose."
Sun Youwei's baby-fat little face showed a sweet smile, nodded heavily, and said: "Yes, Fourth Elder."
She has been in the Taihui Sect for so many years, and she can understand what these words mean. She doesn't care about consuming more of Chen Guang's internal energy. He Xian laid the foundation. If He Xian also loses, the Taihui Sect's Qi Gathering Realm will no longer exist.
No one can win.
What loses is the face of the Taihui sect.
"Second Elder of the Taihui Sect, Your Majesty Sun Youwei."
After saying that, she took the lead and punched violently.
Immediately afterwards, punches poured down like a torrential rain.
"What a strong little girl."
Everyone is thinking.
Sun Youwei doesn't care about that, she only wants to hurt Chen Guang by one point before He Xian comes on the court.
The internal energy explodes in a colorful way, and the visual effect is excellent.
"Old man, what kind of boxing is this?"
The knowledgeable old man burst into laughter, "This is obviously the result of the little girl's fist attack driven by pure internal force. There is no boxing technique. The violence factor in the little girl's bones is far better than the first little girl. If she were a man, she would definitely be
He is an invincible general who conquers both the south and the north."
Chen Guang received twenty punches forcefully, and the force was so strong that he even knocked him back half a step, which was really impressive. Unfortunately, that was all, he continued to attack with the Heart-Destroying Palm. Within a minute, Sun Youwei was defeated and embarrassed.
Pulled to his side by Ji Xueyu.
"Fourth Elder, I lost." Sun Youwei blushed.
Ji Xueyu said: "If you lose, you lose. It's not like the Taihui sect has never lost before. Ling Jueding also defeated the Taihui sect and no one can fight against it. If you lose, just practice hard and fight back in the future."
A fairy-like woman behind took the initiative to jump down the stone steps, "He Xian, the Grandmaster of the Taihui Sect Han Xiangfei, this battle is related to the reputation of the Taihui Sect, and I may not be able to keep it. If I accidentally hurt Mr. Chen, please forgive me."
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Chen Guang shook his head, "No matter how hard you attack, you can't hurt me."
He Xian's sword is different from Zheng Lan's. It is very simple, covered with silver, and integrated. Although it has no gorgeous embellishments, it is a spiritual weapon.
"Concubine Han Xiang is the true disciple of Grandmaster Han? No wonder." The old man stroked his beard and said, "I thought the sword in her hand looked so familiar. It turned out to be the spiritual weapon [Lin Zhu] used by Grandmaster Han when he was young."
"Lin Zhu?" A knowledgeable person exclaimed, "Could it be Lin Zhu, the spiritual weapon that is almost at the bottom of the Xuan Weapon Ranking? Oh dear, Grandmaster Han is too arrogant. The world-famous spiritual weapon is given away at any time, and Grandmaster Han also
Do you want to accept a disciple? I want to become a disciple. I don’t need a title. I just need a spiritual weapon."
"You? Don't tell me that the Taihui sect doesn't accept male disciples. Even if we make an exception, you have no chance. You are still in the physical state in your late thirties. What does it have to do with you?"
"Damn, you can't even think about it?"
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