"Young man, you don't have to try to anger me, it's useless!"

Lu Qian looked at Huang Shang's five fingers and listened to the promise of the five moves. He did not show any fear or anger, but his face was calm and he raised his powerful skills.

Just as a great master cannot be moved by words, a master is also tempered and has seen a lot of strong winds and waves. If he shows a ferocious face and gnashes his teeth because of a few harsh words, then he has lived a lot of years like a dog.

"Don't get me wrong, five moves to kill you is not psychological warfare, it's just me urging myself."

Huang Shang laughed.

He really didn't lie to Lu Qian.

Although a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, if he has to make many calculations against a defeated general, he will lose his magnanimity.

Huang Shang came here to kill Lu Qian, and the five-stroke agreement was a small goal he set for himself.

In fact, as early as last year in the Imperial City of Northern Qi, he had the opportunity to kill Lu Qian.

But at that time, Lu Qian couldn't die yet.

An Long was just starting out in the Tianlian Sect. If Lu Qian died, it would not be his turn to take over.

For more than a year, in order to recover from his injuries, Lu Qian devoted himself to seclusion, collecting various precious materials, and refining elixirs. Anlong took control of the power and truly had confidants and a foundation, even though Lu Qian passed away peacefully.

, leaving Tianlian Sect in his hands would be no problem at all.

So Huang Shang was happy that Lu Qian showed up.

Conquering the two sects of the Demon Sect and the Six Paths begins tonight.

He wouldn't explain much. The expression of laughter had just appeared in Lu Qian's eyes, and he had already taken action.

Whoosh!

Lu Qian's eyes flashed as he saw the young master rushing towards him from the air. A huge force hit his chest and made him stop breathing.

Seeing Huang Shang's black hair flying like flames on his head and pressing down with his palms, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel a little startled even though his heart was at its calmest peak.

Are you a descendant of Butian Pavilion?

But is this the style of an assassin?

Are you afraid that he is not the devil?

How arrogant!

However, there was no time to react, as the palms that seemed slow but were actually as fast as thunder fell down.

"First move!"

Lu Qian used his lifelong skills and stepped forward to greet him.

He didn't believe in this evil. In just over a year, the opponent's assassin could still defeat him head-on with a dozen of skills without hiding or using a sword?

Bang!

The four palms intersect.

Lu Qian's expression changed drastically.

He was partly right.

When it comes to skill, he is still strong.

But skill is equivalent to hard power, and a large part of it lies in continuous fighting.

When fighting with both palms, the power output is the upper limit that the meridians can bear. It does not mean that sixty years of power can be squandered at once.

Both sides are equivalent to holding two guns, one with a larger barrel and the other with a smaller barrel. The former naturally has an advantage, but the shooting technique is equally important.

At this moment, Lu Qian felt that the opponent's true energy changed nine times in a row in the blink of an eye, pouring into his body like a powerful force.

The nightmare started, and Lu Qian was immediately tired of dealing with it. His face turned blue and white, his feet creaked and there were cracks. It was an unstoppable force.

His Qi has also been refined over time. After all, after sixty years of hard work, even if the quality is inferior to Tianyi's Qi, it is not so bad in the first place.

But Huang Shang's Tianyi Zhenqi seems to have become spiritual. In response to Lu Qian's recovery from his injuries this year, he has never made a move against the enemy again. He uses his Zhenqi quickly to attack the enemy quickly, avoids the reality and uses the weak, and attacks them separately...

The two sides staged an exquisite confrontation on the microscopic battlefield at the level of true energy.

As a result, Lu Qian was defeated.

Huang Shang also had deep feelings about this.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. The shortcomings of bare-handed fighting have been clearly demonstrated by the previous Kuang Lei Hezhe, but there are also advantages.

If he were separated by the Purple Thunder Sword, he wouldn't be able to achieve the delicate exchange of Qi at this moment, and no one in the Chinese martial arts world could do it.

Because no matter how much the weapon is controlled like an arm, like an extension of the body, it is not the body after all. It takes time for the true energy to flow through the weapon.

The characteristics of the weapon are destined to become a buffer zone between the body and the enemy. Its existence more or less sacrifices the most microscopic changes. There is no superiority or inferiority between the two sides, just different choices.

No wonder that in the original plot, Shi Zhixuan integrated the essence of Butian Pavilion martial arts into the Immortal Seal and abandoned the sword.

With bare hands, the power of the Immortal Seal can be pushed to the extreme, but it will not work if there is a layer of weapons.

It’s a long story, but judging from An Long, who was watching with bated breath, it was Huang Shang who flew over, diagonally above Lu Qian, pressed down with his bare hands and both palms.

Lu Qian put his palms together, and with a bang, his master leaned back, feeling unbearable.

But Lu Qian relied on his profound skills, stepped on lotus steps, and drew half an arc. His whole body was like a tumbler, falling backwards but then turning back. The ground he was standing on cracked and cracked.

There are shocking cracks.

No matter what, he finally released his strength and blocked the first move.

"How could his strength have improved so rapidly after not seeing him for just one year?"

"No, he deliberately withheld his hand at that time in order to allow Anlong to take over the power of our sect!"

"Five moves, can I block them?"

However, this short confrontation has already left Lu Qian with lingering fears and all kinds of thoughts coming to him.

But Huang Shang retreated suddenly, his speed reaching the limit.

Under the pull of Qi, Lu Qian almost subconsciously rushed forward.

But in the next breath, a look of horror appeared on his brows, and his skills started to work, he stopped the castration abruptly, and then connected with Huang Shang's palms.

Because it was not until the palm power, which was condensed with huge power, was about to hit his body that Lu Qian suddenly realized that Huang Shang was still standing on the same spot, without moving even half a step, before he used his palm again.

"Second move!"

"not good!"

Lu Qian's heart sank. He clearly saw and felt Huang Shang retreating, but it was an illusion. This meant that the opponent's movement skills were completely superior to Tianlian Sect's Lotus Steps, and he could create the most effective way for the offensive.

Favorable timing.

Just now, they fought with all their strength, but they all fell down due to the change of zhenqi. At this time, they rushed to take the moves, not to mention.

But in the midst of the flash of lightning, Lu Qian's body suddenly started to spin.

His spinning speed seemed to be fast but was actually slow, extremely beautiful, and it seemed like a lotus flower was blooming in a trance. The energy filled the whole body and actually twisted Huang Shang's palm away.

This is the real skill of staying at the bottom of the box.

"As expected of the Tianlian Sect Master, he is qualified to take over my self-created 'Xiao Xue'. Watch carefully, this is the third move!"

Huang Shang's eyes lit up at the subtlety of this move. He smiled happily, held the five fingers of his right hand, turned his palm into a fist, and drew it back.

After a clear movement of accumulating momentum, he punched out.

Snow!

The light snow is cold, but it will soon snow!

With this punch, the originally quiet wine cellar was suddenly filled with howling winds, but it was actually the release of countless powerful energies, like snowflakes falling from the sky, covering the entire area.

"Is this Xiaoxue?"

Lu Qian was stunned.

He felt like he was in the center of a violent blizzard, and he really didn't understand how the name came about.

How heavy is the snow in your house?

In fact, Huang Shang named Xiaoxue purely because he saw Xiang Yutian's invincible power before breaking the void, so he named this blow that was comparable to a blizzard Xiaoxue. After all, compared to that storm, this is indeed the name of a junior.

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Lu Qian had no time to think about anything else. He only felt countless forces pulling and tearing him in different directions.

At the moment of life and death, his body rotated again, blooming like a lotus, and his hands transformed into thousands of phantoms, defending with all his strength, resisting the energy coming from all directions without even a moment's notice.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of energy clashing was endless, and the surrounding wine barrels were continuously broken. The aroma of wine overflowed, but before the liquid could rush out, it was rolled up by Huang Shang's fist and turned into countless thin ice flakes, like a talisman of life and death.

Same, shooting towards Lu Qian.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Lu Qian continued to spin, stepping on lotus steps, feeling like a small boat struggling to survive in the sea of ​​rapids and huge waves.
To be continued...