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The deacon in the Eight Justices Road, the disciple Wang Hu, who was standing beside him, trembled and replied to him: "Uncle Shi, he... He said, "We are too weak to ...... Crumbs to fight. ”

"What, did you hear me wrong! Yes! "Eight centimeters is just rage!

"The disciple heard it right, that is!" Wang Hu said with great certainty.

"Ahhhh How dare you underestimate me! Slap me in the face! "That person practices martial arts, just not to be looked down upon by others, Zhang Le actually looks down on him, he wants to slap the boy in front of him to death!

The sound of reprimand, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning divine anger, and the sound of true qi exploding in the body, came from the silent and dark small dilapidated street...

A martial artist can successfully use internal force to hit some true qi out, such as hitting Zhang Le's body with a fist, the true qi can directly penetrate the entire person's body, of course, the penetrating power, this depends on the level of the martial artist, according to the reason, the higher the level, the stronger the penetration! If it is paired with the corresponding martial arts cheats, the effect will naturally be better.

He played the "Fighting Cattle in the Air" of the Eight Fairs Sect, which belongs to the intermediate secret book of the martial arts world, but the distance from Zhang Le is too far, he is only a fifth-level martial artist, and the true qi penetrates the air.

"Huh."

With a faint smile, I am only ten meters away from you, and I hit it with one palm, but it is just this little wind, Zhang Le secretly feels that a fifth-level martial artist is nothing great, even if he is a deacon on the entire Bagongdao Mountain, it is nothing more than that!

You must know that in the entire ancient Jianghu sect, there is a very strict distinction between ranks, and the ranks are sorted from low to high:

"Apprentices, disciples, apprentices, deacons, helmsmen, hall masters, Dharma protectors, elders, masters, grandmasters, alliance leaders, silver alliances, gold alliances."

He is a deacon, the deacon is in charge of the daily affairs of a Jianghu sect, large and small, has a pivotal role, according to the ability, in this eight justices, he is not too low-level person, at least above the apprentice and disciple, but unfortunately Zhang Le's eyes are not a strange character.

"You..."

He heard Zhang Le's smile that he didn't care about, his right hand clenched his fist, his left hand came out of his palm, and he chased after him quickly.

The pace is extremely large.

Zhang Le, who has abundant spiritual power in his body, did not think about using the nine spiritual roots at this time, and Zhang Le, who naturally entered the early stage of foundation building, has a much stronger insight than ordinary people, he can use his induction power to clearly know the enemy's every move behind him, in fact, at this point, he has already stepped into the next realm in advance: Kaiguang

"Boom ————"

Because the fifth-level martial artist who was angered by Zhang Le bombarded the past with one punch, the force used was at least ten, and the determination to kill, if he was a normal person, eating his vigorous palm like this "hitting the bull in the air" would inevitably explode his limbs and become a pile of flying corpses.

But!

Just when the palm of his hand was urging Zhang Le's back, the strong internal force hit his body, as if he felt that the entire space was distorted on the spot, Zhang Le's body tilted slightly, his feet were shocked and flew up, Wang Hu, who was watching from afar, was so frightened that he covered his mouth, this time Uncle Shi used his strongest martial arts, he will definitely cause trouble and kill people.

However, a wonderful scene happened, Zhang Le's body gave birth to a circle of light blue essence, forming a natural barrier, as if his palm was on this barrier, which could not be broken, although the true qi was poured into Zhang Le's body, but it seemed to be submissive by some strange force, and it was controlled by the opponent.

However, this is indeed the case.

Steam is equivalent to a very low-level valve, if it is fed into the body of an immortal cultivator with abundant spiritual energy, the immortal cultivator has superhuman control skills, and directly assimilates these true qi with aura, and finally converts the fierce vapor into the body of the cultivator into a small part of the aura, and then supplies it for its own use, or condenses it into a liquid state, and waits for future use.

Although this powerful vapor was poured into Zhang Le's body just now, he who had just entered the early stage of foundation building could not quickly condense the vapor in the body of this wave of fifth-level martial artists into a liquid state, and it would take a while for him to condense the Spirit Spiral of the Dou now, but this wave of true qi had been completely transformed into a small amount of spiritual energy by him.

This made Bagongde, who had been practicing martial arts for nearly thirty years, his face pale, and when Zhang Le turned his head, his face was still red, as if he had just eaten nourishing ginseng, Bagongde was suddenly a little frightened, he stepped back, and immediately turned to a letting go posture, and his mouth was full of expression: "Who are you?" Why did I slap you on the back with all my true qi in the air, but you didn't react at all? ”

He smiled lightly and said, "The egg touches the stone." ”

"Who do you say are the eggs?"

Looking at his black face, which was even more pale at the moment, he couldn't help but be a little funny, Zhang Le said lightly mockingly: "I said, the black-faced Lei Gong has turned into a little white face." ”

"You, you, you, you dare to humiliate me, me, I, I'm going to kill you!!"

It's a pity that he didn't dare to slap Zhang Le with his raised palm, he was very afraid that he would not be able to beat him, anger the other party, and be killed by him!

The man put down the palm that was about to be slapped at Zhang Le, and then shook his head, feeling that this was definitely not the real situation, naturally to such a point, it was not practical to let a Guan Nei disciple fight with the person in front of him, he said: "You turn around, I will fight with you today, if you can survive five rounds, I will let Bagongdao apologize to you." ”

"Apologize."

Smiled disdainfully, the other party said, "Yes." ”

"Can you represent the entire Eight Justices?"

If there is no calculation error, he is just a deacon, and above the deacon, there are helmsmen, hall masters, protectors, elders, heads, and grandmasters, this is the entire hierarchy of the entire sect, since the Eight Justices are considered to be an absolutely powerful small sect left behind in this world, these levels must be very strict, so may I ask you a little deacon, can you represent the entire Eight Justices? Zhang Le's rhetorical question made him speechless, "This... This..."

"Don't do this... If you really want to fight with me, call your grandmaster! ”

Bold words, these words were like thunder on the deacon's head, the young man who thought that he could easily be collected by going down the mountain, did not expect that this young man made wild words and let the grandmaster go out, which simply made him tremble, but Zhang Le ignored it, no longer asked, and left directly.

Seeing that the people in front of him disdained to fight with him and disdainfully made a move, he was deeply shocked.

"It must be a master who hides his true strength."

Bagongde, who was slapped hard by Zhang Le, suddenly trembled a little, and Wang Hu behind him chased after him, his eyes swept over the somewhat depressed uncle, and then swept Zhang Le, who disappeared into the night, and he asked: "Uncle, why did you let him escape?" ”

Shaking his head, how did Hachikode let him go?

Hachikode clenched his fists again, why did I let him go again? But what can I do to stop him!

He shouted angrily: "Go back to the mountain." ”

"Huh? Just like this, he went back to the mountain, but he shot a knife in the leg. ”

Obviously, I didn't want to ask my uncle Bagongde to go down the mountain to vent my anger, but I didn't expect it at all, but the result was... Returning to the mountain, how could this make Wang Hu unable to accept such a fact, but Hachigongde shook his head indignantly, "Go back!" ”

I wanted to chase him over and kill him by surprise, but Hachikode was afraid, the palm just now was his strongest move, and it was killed in one move, but the result was like this, so let's go back for the time being... Think long-term!

Bagongde angrily led Wang Hu to turn his head and return to the mountain, but Zhang Le, who was on the way home, took several detours, and he was also afraid that such a Jianghu sect would know his father's address, and take advantage of his absence to destroy his family...

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