Liu Daoren has always been in the position of the main attacker, as an elder of Xianyuan, he never thought that a small self-funded disciple Sun Changkong would dare to resist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 When the crushing waves came, he forgot to defend himself, thus putting himself in a dangerous situation.

Seeing that the sword light was about to fall on Liu Daoren's body, Sun Changkong frowned slightly. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a strong palm force flew from the sky, directly knocking down the wave splitting knife and destroying it. After the smoke of gunpowder, everyone looked at each other and was stunned to find that it was none other than Sun Changkong's master, Wang Daoren.

"Changkong, let's stop when you click!" Wang Daoren blocked in front of Liu Daoren, but his face was solemn. In the face of the rapid progress of his apprentice's cultivation, instead of feeling the slightest relief, he was slightly disappointed, the goatee on his chin swayed in the wind, and the good early spring had a late autumn atmosphere.

"Lao Wang, you see that the good apprentices you taught dare to commit crimes now. I don't care, even if the head of the house comes forward today, I will punish this little bastard once!"

Liu Daoren wanted to continue, but he didn't expect Wang Daoren to suddenly turn his head and glared at him fiercely. The latter was out of breath at that time, and even his previous domineering appearance disappeared with him.

"You should stop, as an elder in the garden, he actually made such a poisonous attack on a disciple, and he almost broke on it. Liu Xiangqian, Liu Xiangqian, why are you slipping out more and more alive?"

Wang Daoren's words didn't give the other party any face, so everyone was going to have a seizure. But now the situation of the sound card is beyond his control. The next development of events depends on Sun Changkong's choice.

"Master, won't you come forward to stop it?"

Just when everyone's eyes were on the ring, Fang Xidi, who was at the highest point, was silent. As if what was in front of him had nothing to do with him. Seeing this, Shen Wanqiu couldn't help but open his mouth, looking forward to the other party's response.

"Do you want me to go out in person for such a small promotion competition?Wanqiu, how can I rest assured that I will hand over Xianyuan to you like this!"

After saying that, the head of the sect stood up at the right time, unexpectedly turned his head and walked towards the inner sanctum, and disappeared after a while. And at this moment, Shen Wanqiu suddenly raised his head, and there was a strange sneer on Junxiu's cheeks.

"Sun Changkong, it seems that you still have to fold in my hands today!"

On the field, Sun Changkong's actions stopped temporarily. But Liu Daoren didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, in case the other party was unprepared. But just when he wanted to adjust his state a little, a terrifying battle intent struck him again. At this time, he had mixed feelings, both angry and had to be jealous.

"Get out of the way!"

Sun Changkong's answer was crisp and neat, and the Linlang Treasure Knife in his hand instantly turned into countless lights and shadows, covering all the spaces on the field. Wang Daoren wanted to make a move to stop him, but he didn't expect the other party to act so quickly, and before he could even see the situation in front of him, he felt a black figure suddenly fly in his ears, and then Liu Daoren exclaimed, his voice was hurried and stunned.

"Te~!"

Sun Changkong attacked again, and Liu Daoren hurriedly resisted. Who would have thought that the other party would stretch out his hand too quickly, and would not give him time to prepare at all. In an instant, he only saw a devil flying in the air in front of him, and the light and shadow in the sky were all under his control.

In desperation, Liu Daoren was in a hurry, bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of essence blood spurted out, which immediately turned into an entity light blade and stabbed at Sun Changkong.

But for some reason, Sun Changkong is now like a ghost, such a powerful move hit his body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it was completely devoured in the blink of an eye, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

"It's over!"

After realizing that his moves were ineffective, Liu Daoren had no room for relaxation, and if no one came to help, he would only have a dead end. His reputation in the fairy garden has always been bad, and few people among his peers are good friends with him. At this time, will anyone really show kindness and save him from danger?

But at this time, Shen Wanqiu, who was dressed in a white shirt, came with a thunderbolt, his sleeves flew up, and he knocked Sun Changkong a few meters away with a gesture, not giving the other party any chance.

"Sun Changkong, you are so bold! Shen Wanqiu squinted at Sun Changkong, who was not a human or a ghost, and shouted lightly.

"Hehe, the following offenses, don't you say that he bullies the small with the big?"

Although Shen Wanqiu was firmly beaten on the front, Sun Changkong's body did not show any damage. Whether it is because of his strong and vigorous physical fitness at this time, or because the other party cares about the old feelings, it is unknown.

"Liu Daoren's protector is heartfelt, this is understandable. If you're not convinced, then so be it, I'll take his place and compete with you. If you can catch my three moves, I can let go of what is on the field and let you kill. But you lost to me, not only did you have to give up the leader of this ranking tournament to Gao Yanfei, but you also had to accept the punishment of the door rules, and you were imprisoned on all sides for three months. How about it, do you dare?"

After Shen Wanqiu finished speaking, he confidently folded his arms and waited for the other party's final reply. In his spare time, he doesn't forget to look above the stands. There, there are several "old antiques" with deep qualifications. They share the same view as Fang Xishi: go with the flow.

"Okay, people also want to see how far I am from you now. ”

After that, Sun Changkong raised his arm and looked at this few of his completely unfamiliar himself. Now he is in a very strange state, although he is fully conscious, his body is manipulated by an unknown force. With the slightest emotion, that force will take over his body and take his place. Therefore, the moves he performed just now were not out of his will. But in his opinion, this is fine, at least he doesn't have to be beaten passively.

"Since you agreed, don't go back. Sun Changkong, I will make you pay for your arrogance!"

As soon as the wind turned, Shen Wanqiu pressed his palm to condense his qi, and the pale palladium aura immediately gathered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a spherical cyclone emitting a brilliant streamer. When a look of disdain appeared on his face, Shen Wanqiu suddenly let out a palm, and the cyclone quickly evolved, becoming a huge pale blue palladium palm print, blasting towards Sun Changkong on the opposite side.

In the face of this seemingly ordinary move, Sun Changkong was not afraid. Between the lightning and flint, he slashed out with the rhythm of the palm print. The sword light burst out, majestic, and the palm prints were smashed like a tearing scarf. The debris dispersed into the air, forming a halo of light that is about to dissipate.

Seeing that his moves were easily resolved, Shen Wanqiu thought very highly of himself Shen Wanqiu was not angry this time, and he still had the smug smile on his face. Wang Daoren glanced at it, and then looked at the halo in the sky that had not yet been extinguished, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Be careful of the sky, this is the master's psychic three palms, you can't beat it!"

After all, it was an old-timer who had been following for a long time, and Wang Daoren recognized Shen Wanqiu's moves at a glance, which was actually Fang Xishi's famous stunt back then, and he was well-versed in three palms. This set of martial arts is powerful and invincible, but the conditions for learning it are harsh, and it cannot be mastered unless it is for profound cultivation, firm belief and unremitting training. Shen Wanqiu was valued by the master, but Wang Daoren didn't expect that the other party would give him such a precious "treasure". It seems that the relationship between the two of them is much more intimate than that of outsiders!

Before Sun Changkong could comprehend the meaning of the other party's words, he saw that the halo of light in the sky had all changed, turning into several palm-sized light waves, and shooting towards Sun Changkong in the center at the same time.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Countless explosions finally converged into a tragic music, which ended completely in the last rays of light of Xunyang. Wang Daoren seemed to have expected this ending, and the wrinkles all over his face became really deep at this time, and his dim eyes immediately closed, never to look at it again.

"Damn it!"

Just when everyone, including Wang Daoren, thought that Sun Changkong would definitely lose this time, this immortal and immortal evil star actually broke through the sky and went straight to the culprit Shen Wanqiu.

At this time, everyone can finally take a good look at him. I saw that at this moment, he was as if he had just undergone the torture of grinding hell, there was no intact skin on his body, the skin and blood were blooming, and the blood flowed like a pour, and his appearance looked extremely hideous. But his expression was still the same as before, not much changed, and the wounds on his body were as if they had nothing to do with him.

"Good!"

Seeing that the other party had suffered such a heavy move, but he was still able to stand, and even had the strength to fight back, Shen Wanqiu couldn't help but cast a look of approval at him. But at the same time, his palms had already entered a state of secondary qi gathering. No matter how strong the other party is, even if it is a rock, he will shoot him to pieces.

"Look at it, the second palm, all laws are one!"

As he spoke, he saw Shen Wanqiu pointing his palms to the sky, and countless palm shadows broke out and scattered into the air.

Sun Changkong suffered the loss just now, and the injuries on his body have not yet had time to recover. The strange thing is that the blood that spilled out poured into the Linlang Treasure Sword in a short time. Immediately, Sun Changkong's spirit couldn't help but tremble, because of the weakness of his body caused by blood loss, it was also relieved a lot at this time.

Because of the previous loss, Sun Changkong became very careful this time. But what he didn't expect was that those palm shadows that had just flown into the air actually gathered together at this time, and formed a light curtain that was enough to be square enough to cover Sun Changkong's head. Seeing this scene, everyone was in an uproar, and Sun Changkong, who had finally improved a little, fell into trouble again.

"This!"

Sun Changkong didn't have time to confide in his words, only to feel that an irresistible terrifying force suddenly came from above. In the blink of a breath, his entire body was crushed into the ring, and the stone slab shattered, the earth deformed, and a huge wave of light containing the breath of death fell from the sky, all striking his battered skin.

"It seems that there is no need for three palms!"

In the roar of the shock wave, Shen Wanqiu, whose silk hair fluttered in the wind, dusted off the dust on his body and said to himself, but he didn't expect that a ghost had appeared behind him at some point.

"Come on, Shen Wanqiu!"

The sword flashed, and the people and ghosts stood solemnly.

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