Lu Yongjun pressed it on the void with his hand, reminding the head of the Tiansha Sect not to be impatient. Then he proudly said to Seinfeld: "Our Qixuanmen is a subordinate sect directly under the Yuehua Sect, and the place where I am located is at No. 109, if there is anything, you can go there to find me, now, you can go." ”

After Lu Yongjun finished speaking, he stroked his beard and looked at Seinfeld and the others lightly.

The two monks around him looked at Seinfeld even more unkindly, and the two of them were full of regret for Lu Yongjun not making a move, but their own sect was nothing in Lu Yongjun's eyes, but it was not good to speak out, and secretly planned to find an opportunity for Seinfeld and the others to face off against the Seven Xuanmen.

The two of them also despised Seinfeld in their hearts, this kid really saw the wind and rudder, just now he was majestic to us, but he didn't expect to face Lu Yongjun immediately, it's really disappointing.

When Seinfeld heard Lu Yongjun's words, he immediately shouted to the people behind him, "Brothers, let's go, let's change places." ”

"Oh, change places?" everyone didn't have many questions, and the helper said that if you change places, then change them.

Lu Yongjun stroked his beard and nodded slightly, for Seinfeld's acquaintance, it was a thing that made him very face-saving, as soon as he came out, he made the other party soft, this is the momentum that only a master has.

"Helper, let's go that way. The big goat stuck to Seinfeld's side, and when he saw that Seinfeld didn't move, he asked in a low voice.

Lu Yongjun, who was on the side, said lightly: "Go to venue 389, there is no one to compete with you." ”

"Oh, Helper, shall we go to 389?" asked the goat.

The corners of Seinfeld's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a wicked smile, and he looked at Lu Yongjun, who felt good about himself, and suddenly said loudly: "Go to venue 109, there is a group of blind people there, let's go and rob the fuck." ”

When the big goat heard it, he didn't understand what he meant before, but he heard the words of robbing his mother very clearly, and immediately said loudly: "Let's go, go and rob the mother of the No. 109 station." ”

"Boy, what do you mean?" Lu Yongjun on the side, after hearing Seinfeld's words, immediately understood that he had been tricked by Seinfeld, and said angrily.

And the two Jindan monks beside him and the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect looked at Seinfeld as if they had seen a ghost, this guy, who had always been pretending, actually had the idea of snatching the station of the Seven Xuanmen.

However, is he crazy? What kind of sect is the Seven Xuanmen? It is a directly affiliated sect of the Yuehua Sect, with a spiritual realm master in charge, even if you are a genius, you can run rampant in the Jindan realm, but the spiritual realm powerhouse is not a Jindan monk who can fight against it at all. Even if it is the peak of Jindan, it is far inferior to the first-order cultivators of the Spirit Realm.

The third-order monk of Jindan said coldly: "I admit that you have a good talent, but what kind of place is the Seven Xuanmen, how can you be allowed to defile your words?"

Song Fei stared at the gaze of this Jindan third-order cultivator, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and after seeing that he was a little afraid to look at each other, Song Fei smiled and said, "You mean, my words are a joke?"

Lu Yongjun snorted coldly and said to Seinfeld: "Regardless of whether your words are false, if you say words that are disrespectful to my Seven Xuanmen, you will have to pay the price, you bind yourself to my sect to ask for guilt, maybe the head of the sect will be punished a little for the sake of your sincerity, otherwise, ......"

"Oh, what if not?" Seinfeld sneered.

"Otherwise, I will capture you and hand you over to the head to punish you well, and you don't want to participate in this Dao Conference. After Lu Yongjun finished speaking, he grabbed the void with his right hand, and suddenly generated a powerful suction force, which was sucked towards Seinfeld's body.

Seinfeld stood in place, suddenly feeling a strong suction force sucking him, and then slowly sucked himself towards Lu Yongjun's palm.

Soon, Seinfeld was sucked in front of Lu Yongjun, and then Lu Yongjun's hand squeezed towards Seinfeld's neck.

Seeing this, the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect immediately planned to step forward to support.

"Don't move, all of you. Seinfeld stretched out his hand and shouted at the man behind him who was about to rush up.

When several people heard this, they immediately stopped moving.

Seinfeld looked into Lu Yongjun's eyes and chuckled: "Old immortal, you really think Lao Tzu is a soft persimmon, you can pinch it as much as you want, right?"

Seinfeld's left hand stopped in front of him, blocking the palm that Lu Yongjun grabbed over.

"Boy, the old man will teach you how to respect the old for your parents. Lu Yongjun said angrily, his palm shrinking back, and then slashed at Seinfeld's shoulder. The gray streamer on the palm of the hand gives people the feeling of ten thousand powers.

Seinfeld smiled disdainfully at Lu Yongjun, and said with a faint smile: "If you are old and immortal, Lao Tzu will teach you what it means to be low-key, and what will happen if you are disrespectful to the old." ”

Seinfeld's hand across his chest, looking at the hand that was clapped above his head, greeted him, majestic mana surged out, and shook off Lu Yongjun's hand with one hand, and Lu Yongjun's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of astonishment.

At this moment, the competition between the two did not use spells, but the depth of mana, this fight, Lu Yongjun was suddenly surprised to find that Seinfeld's mana was not weaker than himself, and he was able to block his own palm.

Immediately afterwards, Seinfeld slapped a palm and slapped it on Lu Yongjun's chest, and Lu Yongjun hurriedly slapped his other hand out to resist Seinfeld's attack.

The palms collided, but this time Lu Yongjun flew upside down, and after falling to the ground, he drew a long mark on the ground.

After Lu Yongjun's body stabilized, the old man's body suddenly flew up from the ground, quickly maintained a standing posture, and his eyes glared at Seinfeld, and then with a "poof", a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Lu Yongjun's mouth.

Lu Yongjun shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you, a Jindan first-order monk, have such powerful mana!"

"Do you want to know why?" Seinfeld smiled and said to Lu Yongjun, "You are not qualified enough. ”

"Hahaha, young man, your mana is higher than me, you are really a genius, it is very likely that you will shine in this session of the Dao Conference, but I am afraid you will not be able to do so, the monk duel, but not only rely on mana, the strength of the spell, the experience of fighting, these are all factors that determine the battle. Lu Yongjun laughed, "Even if my mana is lower, but against a young man like you, the old man is 100% sure of killing." ”

Seinfeld shook his head, "You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, but since you want to fight, Lao Tzu will accompany you to fight." Seinfeld said, his hands casually clenching his fists, followed by a crisp "gurgling" sound.

On the way to walk, Seinfeld's two fists suddenly "pounced", and two fierce orange flames burned, and the flames were imprinted on Seinfeld's indifferent face, adding a bit of solemnity to his handsome face.

"Okay, I'll let you know that a monk can fight more than just mana. Lu Yongjun laughed, and a bronze iron whip suddenly flew out of the storage ring, not the kind of whip that drove horses, but the heavy iron whip in Qin Shubao's hand.

With the iron whip in his hand, the momentum on Lu Yongjun's body suddenly became fierce, and the heavy earth path mana was blessed on the iron whip magic weapon, making the iron whip in his hand look even heavier.

"Boy, take out your magic weapon. Otherwise, there is no chance. Lu Yongjun's voice fell, holding an iron whip, and his body suddenly shot towards Seinfeld.

Seinfeld, who was walking in one step, sneered and said lightly: "To deal with you, you don't need any magic weapon at all." ”

"Well, die. Lu Yongjun's body rushed to Seinfeld in a blink of an eye, and then his volley body was suddenly pressed down, and the iron whip in his hand slammed down on Seinfeld's head, "Eat my spell, and a thousand shadows will be one." ”

The iron whip in Lu Yongjun's hand struck straight down, and then on the trajectory of the iron whip, there were still phantoms of the iron whip, and when they were about to hit Seinfeld, the phantom suddenly chased towards the body of the iron whip, as if thousands of phantoms were integrated into the iron whip, making the iron whip full of ten million times the power.

It is said that it is ten million times the strength, which is simply impossible, but Seinfeld understands that this spell should have the effect of increasing strength. The spell of the way of the earth, mainly heavy, uses Mount Tai to press the top of the momentum, one force to break ten thousand laws, one force to drop ten will. This technique should also have such an effect.

Seinfeld didn't resist, but his body flashed, flashed to Lu Yongjun's side, and a palm poked out, and the palm burning with fire slashed at Lu Yongjun's iron whip.

"Phew. This palm was not fought hard from the bottom up, but from the side, and slapped on Lu Yongjun's iron whip.

The speed at which the iron whip fell was blocked by Seinfeld, and the anger in Lu Yongjun's eyes was even worse, and his other hand pressed against the iron whip, pressing towards Seinfeld's shoulder.

At this moment, Seinfeld did not retreat, but advanced, his hands condensed into fists, and he was close to Lu Yongjun's body, and then, with a straight punch, he blasted out towards Lu Yongjun's chest.

The big goat not far away was even more surprised, and said in a low voice: "This boxing method can actually fight against the monks of Jindan, it turns out that the boxing method given to me by the helper can also be cultivated into a strong person." ”

The punch that Seinfeld displayed was part of the Immortal Golden Body, and with the cultivation of Seinfeld's Indestructible Golden Body, he naturally couldn't compete with Lu Yongjun, which was also the reason why Seinfeld's two fists were on fire, and with the power of flames, he promoted the fist technique, although it could not make the Immortal Golden Body perfect, but it allowed Seinfeld to exert his current power according to the fist method.

And at this moment, the power exerted by Seinfeld is just a part of itself, and the purpose of this fight with Lu Yongjun is to use Lu Yongjun to temper the fist of the immortal golden body, otherwise it can be condensed into a palm with mana as before, and as long as you shoot it with one hand, you can solve this old guy, and there is no need to waste time with him. Now Seinfeld, there is no pressure on the monks of Jindan, and after tempering his boxing skills, he will go to grab the territory of this old guy's sect. (This chapter is added, first to wish the book friend Xiaoyao's birthday, happy birthday Xiaoyao.) And then to thank the only two deacons in this book, the Dreamer and 'Chan's great support)