Taoist Master Qingfeng and the disciple behind Xuelang made a move, which made the jade-faced fox and Liu Canyang stop their plans to fight with this "Iron Sword Master" and all looked at Taoist Master Qingfeng.
As we all know, Wudang and Shaolin martial arts have a long history, and they are on par with each other. It is not clear which sect is stronger. They are called the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it does not matter how good the kung fu of the two sects is, just in terms of personal connections.
, these two lines are enough for people to respect.
"Taoist Master Qingfeng, kill him. You don't know how to live or die. You dare to disrespect the elders." A group of heroes shouted.
"Yes, these disciples are simply lawless, and Xue Lang cannot escape his involvement. It is really inappropriate to allow disciples to be rude to their seniors. No matter how good their kung fu is, this is not the way to choose the leader of the underground alliance. There is no such thing.
Rules!" someone else continued.
"You bastard, the underground forces always rely on strength to respect you. To be honest, I want to dominate the underground alliance. If you are not convinced, just come up and challenge me. I, Snow Wolf, will take it."
At this time, Xue Lang seemed to have caught the disciple's eyes. He slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up. He looked at the heroes and shouted coldly. Then he sat on the gold-inlaid weapon specially prepared for the master of the underground alliance.
Sitting on the big chair with dragons and phoenixes on it, he looked at everyone with cold eyes, then closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to everyone.
"Snow Wolf, you are so brave, who do you think you are?"
Xue Lang's performance immediately aroused public anger and accusations, but Xue Lang remained silent.
"Okay, Xue Lang, you really have evil intentions, you are the leader of the alliance, and you don't take the world's heroes seriously." Taoist Master Qingfeng shouted angrily, but at the moment he was fighting this "disciple" and was too distracted to just shout angrily.
, the Buddha dust in his hand exploded, and a white thread was stirred up by the true power and swept straight towards the disciple.
This "disciple" had no expression on his face, his technique was extremely fast, and his claws did not change, he grabbed the puffy Buddha dust.
"Huh, you're looking for death!" Taoist Master Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh angrily when he saw this man being so arrogant. His true power was so powerful that he wanted to shatter this man's palm, but something surprising happened to him.
The scene of shattering the palm did not appear. This person actually grabbed the Buddha dust, rolled it up one by one, snatched the Buddha dust, and threw it casually on the ground. His big hand grabbed Taoist Master Qingfeng again.
come over.
This move shocked everyone present. The jade-faced fox, Liu Canyang, and the people at Shuiyue Sect couldn't help but change their expressions. They could see that the strength of Taoist Qingfeng was already comparable to that of the late saint, and was no better than him.
Wengcha, a talented person from Tianshan Mountain, is
In this person's hand, the Buddha dust was snatched away in one move, and he threw it on the ground like a rag. You must know that it was Taoist Master Qingfeng's weapon. Under the agitation of real power, it was stronger than ordinary swords.
It's terrible, I didn't expect it to be snatched away like this.
"roar"
Taoist Master Qingfeng was wary of this hand, and a sense of decline came to his heart. Although he had not done anything with anyone in these years, his skills had never been wasted. He even wanted to lead the heroes of the underground alliance, but he could not think of it.
The most proud weapon was taken away with one move.
"The Big Dipper Nebula Hand."
Taoist Master Qingfeng flew his palms, his robes fluttered, and he stepped on the Big Dipper. He directly performed Wudang's famous stunt, the Big Dipper Nebula Hand, and saw the shadow of his palms filling the sky. He attacked this "disciple" with a majestic and powerful force.
The real power was like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, causing even the old man from Tianshan to change his expression.
To be honest, he knew the strength of Taoist Master Qingfeng. Among the people present, he was most afraid of Taoist Qingfeng and Shaolin Abbot. Otherwise, he would not have endured the humiliation just now and was beaten by Shuiyue Sect and Shaolin Abbot.
Shadow organization bullying
Well, although the Three Talents Formation of Shuiyue Sect is powerful, if he kills one of them by surprise, then the Three Talents Formation will be broken naturally. Of course, he will also have to withstand the crazy killings of the two major organizations. Whether he can take it, he also
not sure.
Even so, Taoist Master Qingfeng was actually snatched away from Buddha's dust in one move. How could the old man from Tianshan not be surprised? For the first time, his face showed a solemn look. He even planned to compete for the position of alliance leader. After all, Wudang and
Shaolin does not intend to compete, so he is the strongest, so he is full of confidence. Now it seems that his heart is cold.
"Destroy all methods with one force!" At this moment, this "disciple" shouted softly, and continued to use the simplest and most direct method to break Daoist Master Qingfeng's Big Dipper Nebula hand.
"What a weird move!" Taoist Master Qingfeng felt chills in his heart. The big hand was like the god of death, and it kept grabbing at him. He tried his best to break it, but he still couldn't break it.
"Tinyun Zong!" Taoist Master Qingfeng let out a long roar, and he stood up. His legs alternately rose up and he kicked the "disciple" in succession. Each leg was filled with real power. Don't kick just one person. Even a big tree can be broken by kicking it.
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"Bah, bah, bah, bah"
From beginning to end, this person only used one hand, with the other hand behind his back, and continuously slapped Taoist Master Qingfeng's feet. His figure was like Mount Tai, motionless. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this person was walking in a courtyard.
He was not his opponent. The other party acted too relaxed and freehand. No matter how Taoist Master Qingfeng used it, he would transform it with one hand. It was like Sun Wukong in front of him. No matter how he jumped, he could not jump out of Tathagata Buddha's palm.
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"This person's aura is still a little different from the others."
The jade-faced fox has been observing this "disciple". She discovered that although the person who attacked Taoist Master Qingfeng had the same cold and emotionless aura, it was purely due to his personal aura of indifference. He was less indifferent and more indifferent.
Lingdong, according to Luo Tian, the master and deputy master of Qitian Palace are both normal people, and they train masters who use secret methods to control them. Could it be that he is the deputy master of Qitian Palace? Or even the master?
The jade-faced fox looked solemn. If that were the case, the underground alliance today would not be easy to deal with. She originally wanted to win the position of alliance leader together with the Shuiyue Sect, but now it seems that their strength is still not enough. She thinks she cannot compare.
This is Taoist Master Qingfeng.
Even so, Taoist Master Qingfeng was struggling, struggling, and roaring in the hands of this person. It was obvious that he had used all his strength, but he was still at a disadvantage.
"Bang."
At this moment, this "disciple" suddenly changed his grip to a slap, and while shaking, he hit Taoist Master Qingfeng in the chest with an unexpectedly fast move. Taoist Master Qingfeng grunted, staggered back several steps, and then regained his balance.
The blood surged up in my buttocks, and I tried my best to suppress it, but a trace of blood still spilled from the corner of my mouth.
"Master." Some Wudang disciples rushed out and helped out their master. They glared at this man and were about to step forward to seek justice for their master. However, they were stopped by Taoist Master Qingfeng. He couldn't do it, and his disciples were even more so.
No, you're just dying in vain.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Taoist Master Qingfeng lost his previous heroic spirit and seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He looked at this "disciple" and smiled bitterly, "Your Excellency has great skills. I admit that I am no match for you, but I still advise you.
Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death, so take care of yourself." After that, Taoist Master Qingfeng sat up and meditated on the spot, and began to heal his injuries. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured just now, and being suppressed by him deliberately made the injuries worse.
"Humph, I don't need you to teach me a lesson. If I didn't see that you were still useful, I would have killed you long ago. You are qualified to serve me!"
The man stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Taoist Master Qingfeng and snorted coldly, and then looked at Shaolin Abbot Master Yuan En.
"Shaolin Master? Humph, you don't know how good my kung fu is?"
"Amitabha, Lao Na thinks he is no match." Shaolin Yuanen clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and closed his eyes silently.
Shaolin and Wulin were suppressed in one fell swoop, and many heroes were still fighting for it. Many people's hearts suddenly went cold. This disciple slowly swept across the crowd, and most of them couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look directly at him.
This "disciple" turned around and walked away from Xue Lang. At this moment, Xue Lang was sitting there a little uneasy. After all, he was just a puppet. Facing this "disciple's" momentum made him shudder.
"Go away!" The disciple whispered, and Xue Lang stood up from his seat in a hurry, looking extremely embarrassed. Originally, this person wanted to push him to the front, but now he didn't even leave the last fig leaf for himself.
?Xue Lang was extremely sad and angry, but he did not dare to resist. He stood there obediently like a servant. He looked at the eldest disciple Xue Feng who was maintaining his position below the stage and felt sad and shocked. He did not expect that his master had turned to someone else.
This "disciple" slowly sat on the dragon chair representing the underground alliance. There was a commotion among the underground heroes, but when he looked at him, their breath suddenly stopped. This person's strength was too terrifying, and they had no confidence at all.
Even Leng Wuming, the leader of the Beluga Gang who came out from the end, was extremely ambitious. At this moment, his head was drooped and his face was a little gloomy. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"You guys should come over too. It's been so long and not even one of the Tang Sect has been taken down. But I have to, this Liu Canyang is considered a character and he can barely stay and be a dog."
This "disciple" glanced at the disciples behind Zhou Wuji who had cold auras and said calmly, calling them back.
For the sake of safety, they controlled two sects at the same time to increase their chances of winning. Unexpectedly, the Tang sect was not controlled. Liu Canyang came out to disrupt the situation, which made him very unhappy.
"Who are you? How dare you fight with me!"
Liu Canyang, who was regarded as a dog, had an arrogant and cold personality and was naturally arrogant, couldn't bear it no matter what. Even though he knew that the opponent's kung fu was amazing, he still pointed the overlord gun at him with one hand and shouted coldly.
"Liu Canyang, this is asking for death. This is Master Qi Tian. Why don't you come here quickly, kneel down, kowtow and admit your mistake, and ask him to spare your life, otherwise I won't be able to help you, uncle."
Zhou Wuji shouted coldly at this moment, and then ran to the so-called Lord Qitian to please him and said, "Sir, please forgive me. I originally wanted to take it easy, but I didn't expect that this person is so ignorant of praise. He deserves to die.
Please spare his life for my sake."
Zhou Wuji wanted to get the Tang Clan. Although he hated Liu Canyang deeply, he now pretended to be a good person.
