Elder Zhangquan really lived up to his reputation, although he only showed one hand, he had already seen his attainments in the palm of the dragon descending.

When Su Qi'er faced Lu Yuhua, no matter how violent Lu Yuhua's true power was, he could still rise up to fight spiritually, but when he faced the elder of the palm fist, he couldn't even have the idea of resisting.

"Your Excellency, you have done this to a junior, it is too much! Besides, you say that it is a magic skill, it is a magic skill, who do you think you are?"

In the field, I saw a vague figure swaying, and there was an old man with gray hair between Su Qi'er and the elder of the palm fist, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was like dancing, and his body was like a pine.

Isn't it the old beggar who sells the secrets of magic all day long?

The old beggar's white hair was flying, his face was full of anger, he stretched out his hand a little, and a strong energy pierced through, and with a bang, it shot through the air, colliding with the palm of the palm fist elder, and made a sonorous roar.

The elder of the palm fist trembled violently, his feet staggered, he took seven steps back, and stepped on seven footprints, only then did he unload the old beggar's strength, his face was shocked, but before he could speak, the old beggar had already turned around, got up on his head and feet, flew to the top of his head, and pushed out his palms.

"You can take my hand too!"

This palm is featureless, just like the palm that Su Qi'er just launched, but seeing his majesty just now, who dares to underestimate him?

"Hugh is presumptuous!"

At this time, two figures flew out of the air, one left and one right, each slapped a palm, the palm strength was round, the strength did not disperse, rolled into a dragon shape, but in the void but listening to the vibration, I saw two golden dragon phantoms piercing out, the dragon's tail swinged, and hit the old beggar.

"Look at my Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

The old beggar laughed, his moves remained the same, and his palm was still flat, but he saw a big Buddha rising, his face was compassionate, his eyes were closed, his head was full of divine light, and the Sanskrit sound was sung, resounding through the void.

Phew!

The big Buddha turned his palm down, as if he had photographed two city walls, poofed twice, and the phantom of the golden dragon was disillusioned, Liu Dong and Tang Yue flew away, the palm momentum did not stop, there was a sensation, the cover fell to the earth, the ground moved and the mountains shook, as if there was no interruption, and the beggars seemed to hear a miserable scream.

"Phew, it seems that the old man's sword is not old. Boy, just now you slandered my palm as the flying ring of the Demon Gate. ”

The old beggar pressed the dantian, slowly retracted the gong, his eyes widened, and Lu Yuhua, who was looked at by him, was shocked, took two steps back in a panic, mixed his left foot with his right foot, plopped, and fell a fart.

At that time, the giant palm of the Buddha dissipated, but there was no figure of the elder of the palm fist in the flat ground, but there was an invisible hole in the ground, and at the entrance of the hole, the two palms were raised upwards and stuck to the ground.

"Old horseman, do you dare to be presumptuous in my beggar gang?"

With a bang, the hole burst into the ground, and the elder of the palm fist danced against his hair, jumped up, his body was in shape, like a dragon, a flying dragon was hit in the sky, and it really had the shape of a flying dragon, and the flying claws were like electricity, hitting layers of air explosions, and with a sharp catch, a huge dragon claw was caught.

"Brother Liu, Brother Tang, help me!"

The elder of the palm fist roared violently, that is, two figures ran from a distance, raised their steps and roared, stepping on the earth and rumbling, and the group of beggars were shocked, but they saw that Liu Dong and Tang Yue, the two deacons and elders, were stiff and stiff, and they came with their bodies full of flesh.

The two of them are like two humanoid tyrannosaurs, their qi and blood are bulging, and the air is so transpirated that the air is distorted, and vaguely, they seem to have turned into two brute dragons full of scales, the scales are blue and black, the mouth and nose are panting for white air, whirring, and the thick limbs are like four solid iron pillars, and every time they land, they can pierce a row of deep holes in the ground.

Descend the dragon's palm, and the dragon fights in the wild!

"Old thing, as long as you are a disciple of the beggar gang, is it difficult for the old man to do it? Phew, no wonder martial arts stop there!"

The old beggar laughed, shook the two cloth bags draped on his shoulder, smacked fiercely, and was extremely disdainful, and said that the elder of the palm fist turned blue and white, and the old beggar stepped up, heroic, and his arms were like holding the sky, and he was dancing around, and when a monk in Tsing Yi appeared in the void, he sat on his knees, three thousand green silk floated, holding up a roll of Danqing, his expression was light, his eyes were half-closed, like a Hongru who was full of poetry and books.

"Boy, look at it, this is Buddha asking Jialan!"

The old beggar laughed, and the layman opened his eyes sharply, waved the scroll, and snorted softly.

"Duh!"

The green book waved, as if dancing with a stick, dancing so that the void was shaken, the wind swayed, the beggars and beggars were unstable, and they were immediately overturned, and the elders of the palm fist and others secretly worked hard, and were about to resist the blow, when their hearts suddenly shook, and thousands of cheers rang out at the same time.

"Guilty, guilty!"

"Unfaithful, unfaithful!"

"Unrighteousness, injustice!"

“......”

Thousands of shouts sounded, loud rumbled, echoing the heart lake, squeezing the hearts of the three people, the three people's thoughts paused, the movement was stiff, and then they were smashed out.

The Buddha asked Jialan, and asked at the head, this move is clearly an attack from outside the body, in fact, it focuses on inner self-reflection, unless the mind is like gold, otherwise, there is no immunity.

Obviously, Elder Zhangquan and the others did not achieve their ambitions.

"Buddha asked Jialan, how do I remember, this move is still a lightning fist, the old guy is unreliable!"

Su Qi'er hugged an apricot tree tightly, muttering in her heart, but she was dizzy to see, her eyes didn't blink, as if she had thought through something, those who didn't understand, those who understood, all had a new understanding, and among the meridians, there was a stream of air that jumped up and swam all over the body.

But he didn't notice that behind him, a man in white gradually walked over against the strong wind.

"Your Excellency, since you are a member of my beggar gang, please put an end to the conflict for the time being!"

Elder Tang Yue stood up again and asked from afar, but there was a figure like a mad man flying up, his body was like a spinning top, spinning up, rushing away, and scolded hatefully: "Elder Tang Yue, the evil demons are scheming, don't talk nonsense with him, take him and ask again!"

"This is very reasonable, the old man is very happy, the children can be taught, the children can be taught, palm fists, it seems that you still have to beat and beat. ”

The old beggar laughed loudly, twisted his waist, and raised a straight fist, facing the hurricane dragon set off by the elder of the palm fist, and hit out, and a punch came out, and ten thousand golden lights burst out, like the early sun, like the morning glow, and swept into the air.

"The Buddha is shining!"

The old beggar's voice came, and the Palm Fist Elder sneered slightly, and his body became more and more urgent, up and down, left and right, and in an instant, four of the same hurricanes were conjured, and they swept towards the old beggar.

The dragon flies in the sky, and the river is involved.

"Benefiting the big river, taking the wood is meritorious, Xunmu is the top, Kanshui is the bottom, the water and wood are Qinghua, and the virtual and the real are changing. It's a pity that my Buddha's light is not something that can be avoided by changing the virtual reality. ”

The old beggar's laughter came, and at first glance he saw ten thousand rays of brilliance bursting out, dyeing the four hurricane dragons golden, and the old beggar's shoulders shook and fell, as if a big gun picked up the hurricane dragon, shook twice, and the shock collapsed, and the old beggar moved sideways, and suddenly appeared on the top of the elder of the palm fist, and punched it straight, imprinting it on his heavenly spirit.

"Be merciful!"

That Liu Dong and Tang Yue rushed quickly, their right hands bent back slightly, their muscles and bones staggered, their bones touched, like a muffled thunder, and they raised their arms to shoot out, making a long, low dragon groan, the palm wind did not reach, the strength had already hit, and the heavy strength was endless, one was better than the other, as if there were ten thousand dragons rushing by, blowing the old beggar's hair into the air.

That is, Kang Long has regrets!

On the nineth, Kang Long has regrets, intended to guard against arrogance, Kang Zhi is a word, knows how to advance and no retreat, knows survival and does not know death, and goes to the extreme, but this palm is the strongest palm, strong, fierce, and indomitable, but the skills of the two people are condensed into one, and this palm is either dead or disabled.

"With such a domineering personality, the beggar gang is the best in the world, known as the first gang, and it is not in vain. ”

The old beggar admired in his heart, but his subordinates were not slow, and he slammed his fist down, and with a bang, he flew out with a punch, not knowing life or death.

The old beggar turned around, his palms went up and down, his palms were facing each other, and the electric light flashed between his ten fingers, connecting his fingertips, as if sealed, and he turned half a circle in mid-air, and the arc creaked.

The old beggar looked flat, his eyes were open and closed, his eyes were quiet, as if he was a peerless grandmaster, his bearing was self-exalted, his palms suddenly shook to the middle, and a pair of big hands suddenly appeared in the air, the palm lines were ancient, like a piece of bricks and stones, the size of the mu, the golden light shone, and the two of them played in the palms, and also followed the old beggar's movements to the middle, the void trembled, and the air was crowded.

Bellow!

There seemed to be a Sanskrit sound vibrating, immeasurable divine light bursting out, two huge forces attacked, like scattering and gathering, like a mud pond, unloading the power of the two of them, the two were immediately fixed in the void, and they were pressed back in one breath, so they were suffocated to death.

"Fortunately, the old man also has a trick in the sky and on the ground, otherwise he will be embarrassed if he is really beaten by you. ”

The old beggar's expression changed suddenly, the tranquility in his eyes dissipated, but he was a little more cynical, wiped the cold sweat that did not exist, crossed his hands on his waist, was complacent, and turned around with a smile and asked, "Boy, the old man saved your life again." ”

"Yes, yes, you're amazing!"

Su Qi'er's head was drenched in cold sweat, her face was blue from the game, she grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and wanted to call out: "You can't throw him away!"

Although he also wanted to be grateful to the old beggar, he looked at the man who suddenly turned over not far from him, his eyes were red, he was panting, and his expression was only a crazy mastery elder, but he didn't have the courage to speak more.

Because, on the head of the Palm Fist Elder, there was suddenly an inch long, red and tender...... One horn, one, a single horn that was punched out by an old beggar!

"Old horseman, I'm fighting with you!"

Elder One-horned, cough-cough, Elder Palm Fist shook his head vigorously, as if he could feel the unique weight brought to him by the one-horn, he shouted angrily, and the wind rushed over like crazy, Su Qi'er dodged sideways, and was still blown backwards by the strong wind, but he finally picked up a life.

"The crazy old man is really terrible!"