An exclamation began, and everyone exclaimed in unison!

The Arhat of Wuzen watched the door, leaned over and bowed his head, his feet were in unison, and his body flew out flat in an instant.

Iron head work.

Iron head gong is not the kung fu of beating people, and iron head gong is not like this.

The head and neck vests are all sent, and the vital point is exposed in front of the enemy's eyes, and at this time, he hits his head on the stomach, and Wuzen is obviously sending him to death.

At this time, Situ Ye was seven feet away from Wuzen, and this iron-headed Situ Ye could be completely avoided.

Situ Ye didn't dodge, Situ Ye didn't need to dodge, Situ Ye chose to punch, and hit Wuzen back heart with a punch!

Wuzen fell into the dust, and Situ Ye was defeated.

Defeated in a single thought.

He punched him hard in the chest, fell to the ground and coughed up blood, and couldn't stand up for a while.

Wuzen jumped to his feet, clenched his fists and stood tall.

It was Peony who screamed, and after the scream, he jumped and shouted: "No Zen! No Zen! No Zen has won! Haha!"

It was everyone who exclaimed, exclaimed and then looked at each other, with different expressions, all of them looking completely unbelievable: "This-"

In the meantime, there is a process, and it is the iron head that comes out of the non-Zen body, not the iron fist.

This is a combination of martial arts and resourcefulness, this is not the credit of Wuzen alone, Situ Ye was not unjustly defeated.

There are people outside the person, so they will review it with spirit stones.

"Get up, fight again!" Wu Chan was exhausted from blood, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed over!

The fist fails, the fist fails, and it is another punch that fails, and the Arhat guards the door fails, and there is no Zen to use the iron head gong!

Pingping flew out and took straight to the waist and abdomen.

The spirit stone does not retreat or avoid, reverses the ring knife, and hits the heart of the Zen after the knife with the handle of the knife!

Wu Zen head and feet, when he fell, he turned over with his left hand on the ground, rotated his waist and lifted his hips, and his right leg slashed down like an axe.

Arhat descends the dragon.

Lingshi sideways avoided and took a half step back.

When he regressed, Wuzen's right fist had arrived, Wuzen's right foot stepped down, waved his arm like a whip, and his right fist fell into the chest of the spirit stone!

Arhat Fuhu.

Lingshi was punched in his chest, took a step back, and nodded.

In the rain and mud, Situ Ye vomited another mouthful of blood, gasped for a moment, and slowly stood up.

Wuzen's fist is very heavy, Situ Ye is not a spirit stone, and Situ Ye can't stand it.

Situ Ye was defeated unjustly, these styles were done in one go, Wuzen has been practiced hundreds of times, and each time it is a real battle.

Wuzen only hit Master Lingshi once, not the first time, it was the last time, and Lingshi's martial arts can be seen from this.

Situ Ye's eyes were speechless, he stroked his chest and frowned, extremely annoyed!

If he dodges that iron head, Wuzen will definitely be exhausted at this time, and he can win without a fight.

In any case, Situ Ye was also defeated, Situ Ye's long sword fell to the ground, and Wuchan had already gotten up and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. Unwillingly defeated, he still refuses to accept himself, but there is no regret medicine to take in the world, with Situ Ye's identity and status, he is forced to be cheeky and say that I am not defeated, Situ Ye can't do that kind of thing. Situ Ye's city is deep, and Situ Ye is extremely arrogant, but Situ Ye is also a bright and upright man!

Then he opened his mouth and took a negative account.

Unexpectedly, before the words came out, Wuzen had already sat down slowly, his legs crossed and his hands on his knees, and his eyelids closed.

Wuzen is finally exhausted.

As usual, when he wanted to take a break, he meditated in the rain and muddy water, and he was tired.

When he says sit down, he closes his eyes, he is like no one else, but he teaches others how to be good?

Situ Ye's words choked in his throat, and he was stunned for a while.

Victory or defeat is unpredictable, and success or failure is also difficult to decide.

In fact, Situ Ye lost and admitted that he lost to him, and today's game was also won by Situ Hall Master. Situ Ye can still fight again, the forty-eight envoys of the four major incense masters still have combat power, and the deputy hall master Luo Zhi has not really made a move. Luo Zhi's swordsmanship is not inferior to Situ Ye's swordsmanship. This is not a battle between Wuchan and Situ Ye, this is a battle between the Niu family and the Situ family, and the exuberant fighting spirit and amazing combat power shown by Wuzen is just a useless struggle, just like at this time.

Is it to take, to kill, or what?

The brighter the sky, the lighter the rain, and the early pearl-like raindrops turned into grains of rice.

A cool wind, another cool wind, blowing.

A man walked over with a sword in his hand!

A fire rushed over, and the rain could not be extinguished!

What Situ Wenwu wanted to do, the peony girl also saw it: "Situ Wenwu! what do you want!" Red clothes, red knives and red peonies, brave and fearless, protect Wuzen: "If you want to move my family without Zen, pass me first!" Situ Wenwu smiled slightly, still like a jade tree in the wind, only the white gauze was wet and wrapped around his eyes, making his face a little hideous: "Sister Xian, you get out of the way, I don't do anything, just take a look at him." ”

"Dreaming!"

"Get out of the way. ”

"Get out of here, shit, if you don't want to die, get away!"

"Ha! Xian Mei won't let me, could it be that she really fell in love with this stupid monk?"

"So what! This woman just fell in love with him, my family is a hundred times stronger than you, a thousand times ten thousand times and a hundred and eight thousand times!"

"Oh Xian Mei, who are you crying for? Tsk, pear blossoms bring rain, I really see pity, I see pity!"

"Phew! Fuck you! Whore!" The more the peony girl spoke, the more angry she became, her eyebrows were cold, and her face was even more disdainful! Situ Wenwu was more and more obscene the more he spoke, only aiming at the peony girl, and one eye was also ill-intentioned: "Since the virtuous sister said it, the civil and military will-" said that one hand was already stretched out, and the five fingers were merry, wanting to brush the face of the beauty. This kind of person really doesn't have to talk nonsense with him, the peony woman doesn't bird him, and immediately sacrifices the Vermilion Bird Divine Knife and chops his dog claws with a knife!

"Rebel, rebel!" Situ Ye sighed secretly and turned to walk away.

Situ Wenwu has always been like this, he doesn't remember to eat or fight, and the master of Situ Hall really doesn't care about him. Situ Hall Master ignored it just because Situ Hall Master was disappointed in his heart, what Peony said was not wrong, that Wuzen is indeed a thousand times stronger than his own son! But what can it be? His own son is his own son, no matter what, he is also his own son, biological, no one can change this. Whether it's good or bad, whether it's right or wrong, Master Situ is lost in his heart.

The devil's claws are about to fall, and the divine sword wants to be slashed, which is the situation at that time.

At that time, the forty-eight envoys of the four major incense masters did not move, and the True Dragon Sect was tightly organized and disciplined, and no one moved.

At that time, Mr. Niu wanted to step forward, but Mr. Niu knew that Situ Wenwu was blind in two eyes, and his own peony couldn't cut off a single of his cold hairs. But Master Niu couldn't move, and Master Niu was still under Situ Ye's fingers, which also reflected how strong Wuzen's internal force was. Master Niu had no choice, Master Niu could only speak: "Chen Ping-"

At that time, Chen Ping had already drawn his sword and rushed forward, but he was blocked by Luo Zhi again. Chen Ping was really anxious this time, Chen Ping looked at Luo Zhi with his eyes, and said that if he didn't get out of the way this time, our friend would really not be able to do it in the future! Luo Zhi shook his head slightly, and told Chen Ping with his eyes, saying that you just stay here obediently, and it will only backfire in the past. Chen Ping understood, and he understood at a glance, and sure enough, what Master Niu said behind him was: "Stay." ”

Let's stay.

At that time, the voice fell, and when the finger did not reach the cheek, when the feather of the Vermilion Bird was about to be cut off, and at that time, a steel dart suddenly appeared, silently through the rain curtain.

The dart has a head and no tail, and the dart has a handle and no ring, a point, and six edges.

The darts are flying, traveling through time, through the gaze, through the skylight, through a palm, through the hole!

"Grab" and nail it to the tree!

"Ahh

Yes, no one can touch the Peony girl, no one!

Someone said, no kidding.

There are people on the people, just on the house, and the ashes flutter and squat in the corner of the eaves, like a big bird falling.

The man had been here all along, but no one had seen him.

Thin eyebrows, light eyes, thin face, thin lips pursed into a line, rain wet black hair, eyes are cold light!

"Awu?" Luo Zhi raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

The man paid no heed, bowed his head, and pointed to a white dove.

The white pigeon was very quiet, did not move or bark, and obediently perched on the back of a finger: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you are so white!"

"Ah Wu Hall Master!" "Ah Wu Hall Master!" "Ah Wu Hall Master!" Someone among the crowd was shouting, and they were surprised and inexplicable, and they were even more surprised and excited!

That's right, this is Ah Wu, Dart Ah Wu, the master of the Dark Incense Hall of the True Dragon Sect, Ah Wu, also known as Ah Wu.

To put it simply, it's a birdman.

As soon as the birdman raised his hand, Xiaobai flew away again, fluttering, fluttering, and disappearing from the sky.

"Dad!Dad!" Situ Wenwu was shocked and painful, and he was angry: "He! he!"

"Master Awu, why did you come?" Situ Ye didn't look at Situ Wenwu, only at Awu, his face was as heavy as lead!

Ah Wu glanced at it and said coldly: "He is here, you talk to him." ”