Chapter 662: The Elect

As the saying goes: ten fingers have a length and a short one, and the roots are connected to the heart. The swinger brother's right fist was pinched by Zao Wou-ki's eagle claw hand, and his nails sank into the flesh, if it weren't for his extremely resolute personality, he would have cried and wailed at this time.

Even though the swinger brother forcibly endured the pain, the muscles of his body trembled unconsciously, and his forehead was covered with sweat in an instant, he still presented him to everyone present in front of him when he completely fell into the upper hand at this time.

The atmosphere in Yihong Courtyard was like a tense bowstring, and all the guests who knew what was at stake closed their mouths, even the smiling girls covered their mouths with their hands at this time, lest they speak louder and provoke unscrupulous murderers like Zao Wou-ki.

Ye Zhiqiu found that the eyes of everyone around him were cast on the third floor, and the qi of Zhao Wouji, Rushuang Girl, and Swinger Brother were entangled, and the first round was already clear, and it was clear that the Sect Master of the Tianli Sect had the absolute upper hand.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu also discovered a little trick. No matter how talented the noble girl is, how determined she is, and how powerless she is, she can't interfere in the overall situation. Brother Swinger has infinite potential, his qi is far-reaching and long, he has not undergone a transformation, he is still a second-rate master who has just learned his fists and feet, and Zhao Wouji, who is at the super-first-class level, is completely incomparable, and there is no possibility of turning the tables.

"If there is no noble person who is destined to help! Looking at Zao Wou-ki's murderous eyes, I estimate that this boy will die halfway before he can fully grow up. ”

Ye Zhiqiu is completely kind-hearted, knowing that this crazy young man with a cloak does not experience the ups and downs of life, it is difficult to change his nature, and it is difficult to perfectly integrate with the shadow of the gods of Shimen.

Besides, Zao Wou-Ki only used the general martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and his own foundation was just a hand of innate true qi, and the real trump card had not yet been revealed, and making an unprovoked attack would only lose more of the fun of exhausting this person's secrets.

Who knows, the leader of the Tianli Sect takes the warning of the lifeless old mother very seriously, since he found that the swinger brother is the enemy of fate, how can he give him a chance to grow up, since he abolished one of his right hands, then the remaining legs and left hand must also be abolished.

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-Ki stretched out his left hand without hesitation, grabbed Brother Gongzi's arm as fast as the wind, and violently performed a trick to split the muscles and bones, and immediately removed the opponent's left hand joint.

Immediately afterwards, Zao Wou-Ki raised his right leg and made a trick similar to poking his feet, side-kicking the left calf of the middle boy, only to hear two clicks, and this leg was almost useless.

At this moment, an old beggar with a quail dress and unkempt face suddenly made a move, and a dog-beating stick sharpened by a hundred-year-old bamboo root in the mountain hit Zao Wou-ki's face door as fast as lightning.

The leader of the Tianli Sect looked at the heavy shadow of the stick, like a dragon walking a snake, not only covering the front door, but also several key points such as the neck and arms, and immediately knew that the person who came must be a master of the beggar gang.

"It's just right to come!"

Zao Wou-Ki came up with more than a dozen ways to break the move in an instant, but he didn't use any of them, he just grabbed the swinger brother who forcibly endured the pain and put it in front of him, and the opponent had no use for any killing moves.

This hand fell in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, and even he secretly praised it, thinking: "Zhao Wouji, this person, is really the master of a sect, his own life is the overall situation, and he is extremely thoughtful."

It's just that the leader of the Tianli Sect still underestimated the ability of the beggar gang master, and his style of "Qinglong going to sea" just touched the swinger brother, and suddenly changed to the "vicious dog grabbing food" in the dog stick method, and the slightly curved old bamboo roots, with a hook, snatched back the hostages that fell into the hands of the enemy.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it in surprise and found that the atmosphere of this old beggar was very different, there was a statue of the god of Shakti in the void above his head, soaked in the brilliance of divine grace, and he looked like a voter walking on the ground, in fact, he was likely to have a heart transmission and had already become a part of the god of Shimen.

On one side is the chosen people of the gods, and the vessel of the gods. The other party is also the chosen people of the gods, the spokesman of the earth. My patience was well worth the ticket price, and the show was on. ”

The old beggar wore his hair loose and pressed it with an iron hoop, although his clothes were ragged, his bearing was not ordinary, and he faintly had a dusty and elegant temperament.

On the other hand, Zao Wou-ki's generous move just now attracted the envy, jealousy and hatred of many people present, and the martial arts of the top masters of the rivers and lakes displayed made many people who knew the benefits and disadvantages even more frightened.

Seeing that there were a lot of things to do, the people who involved themselves quietly withdrew from the scene, and there were only some young people who didn't know how thick the sky was, and they were still staying in Yihong Courtyard.

After all, it is rare for the people in the market to see a duel between the masters of the rivers and lakes, and it takes place in Fengyue place, if you can witness it with your own eyes, it will definitely become a good conversation in the future.

At the same time, the old beggar was confronting Zao Wou-Ki, and he was keenly aware that his opponent's roots were almost the same as his own. It's just that Zao Wou-Ki swallowed the filth of Fengyue Place and transformed it into his own mana, which made this old beggar who held the precepts and practiced penance and kept the "poverty oath" inexplicably angry.

What's even more indignant is that Zao Wou-Ki was afraid of the old beggar's bamboo stick, and didn't want to start a war rashly, but he didn't want the opponent to show hostility, and the faint favor of the god of liberation, which was clearly a potential seed, so he couldn't help but urge the mana to test it.

Formless and substantial, the tentacles of lust full of human filth, like snakes and turtles, ejected and explored in the air, but before they could touch the old beggar's body, they attracted his patron saint.

Ye Zhiqiu saw a green lotus bone flower rising from the halogen door above the old beggar's head, which bloomed and bloomed in an instant, erupting the magic water of the moon in the night, and as soon as it landed, it was returned to the body, forming a reciprocating cycle.

Zao Wou-ki's lustful tentacles still wanted to continue to rush forward, but they were immediately dripping by the water of the Qinglian Method, as if marshmallows had fallen into the water, digested and dissolved in the blink of an eye, and continued to spread towards the roots.

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect was secretly surprised, and hurriedly broke off the tentacles of lust on his own, barely stopping the loss, so that there would be nothing wrong at all. At this point, he had already understood that the old beggar was indeed a fellow believer, and the results of his cultivation were quite amazing.

In the eyes of ordinary people, in the confrontation between the two top masters of the rivers and lakes, no one dared to make rash moves, lest they expose their flaws, but they would be taken advantage of by their opponents.

However, in Ye Zhiqiu's field of vision, the old beggar and Zao Wou-Ki had secretly fought many times, and the former had the upper hand faintly, after all, he had been blessed by the gods of the Liberation Gate, and his cultivation was already a realm of inviolability against all evils.

Zhao Wou-Ki had tried more than a dozen secret hands, but they all returned in vain in front of the Qinglian Fashui, his heart was secretly ruthless, knowing that his fate and old enemy had passed the difficulty, I was afraid that he would grow up quickly, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not reach the point where he could challenge himself in a short period of time.

Therefore, the old beggars who get in the way must be eliminated as soon as possible. Thinking of this, the Tenri Sect Leader got into the treasure bag tied to his belt with his left hand, took out five copper coins that he often played with, and deliberately provoked and mocked.

"Where did the stinky flower come from, and he dared to spoil Uncle Ben's good deeds. Forget it, reward you with a few big bucks, and retreat quickly. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zao Wou-Ki used a little force and threw five copper coins onto the old beggar's body. This hand, beyond everyone's expectations, even the old beggar was not guarded, and as a result, five copper coins smashed on his body one after another, and then fell in a swoop.

In this way, the protection of the Qinglian magic water can be easily cracked, the copper coin is just a carrier, a medium, and the evil thoughts contained in it are the key to the key.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the five copper coins were in the middle of the old beggar Tan Zhong Cave one after another, although the copper coins fell, the evil thoughts left behind were desperate and quickly germinated, arrogantly forcibly taking the old beggar's essence, ignoring the brilliance of divine grace, like a "pharaoh's snake", and like a malignant tumor, constantly breeding outward.

"The situation is grim! The old beggar is very highly cultivated, but he doesn't seem to be very proficient in people's dark hearts and scheming, and he doesn't have a lot of experience in fighting against evil monks, so he has fallen into a slight disadvantage. ”

At this moment, the green lotus water converged instantly, and the lotus heart manifested a god of the Liberation Gate, but the height of the ruler, one head and four arms, each holding the Liberation Gate Dharma, the treasure was solemn, wearing a glass crown, and in the middle sat a palm-sized, the whole body was a dark red god, with both hands together and eyes closed.

Sensing that the old beggar was devoured by the whale of evil thoughts, the god jumped down from the glass crown, and his palms and hands erupted with the light of the gods, like a hundred refining divine soldiers, and with a twist of the volley, he crushed the five blood snakes with hideous faces and the essence derived from the divine soul thoughts.

This sword power contains the artistic conception of killing all lawlessness, and even the divine soul thoughts that are lodged around the old beggar's Tan Zhong Cave are also shattered into scum.

Zhao Wouji lost the "Five Willow Boys" that had been refined for many years, and even the foundation was completely broken, and he suddenly became angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, and he took out the magic sword carved from the core of the peach wood by lightning strike.

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