"Mr. Ouyang, this old naughty boy?"
Fang Yeyu transmitted the message secretly, with a bit of politeness and respect in his tone.
Ouyang Feng's face, which had always been calm and self-defeating, had a faint hint of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "The old naughty boy is not simple. He has a way of fighting with his hands. He can use different attacks with both hands at the same time, which is extremely difficult to deal with.
Hong Qi, Guo Jing and the others hid Zhou Botong, obviously as a trump card. "
Fang Yeyu's eyes flashed, he glanced at Nian Liandan, thought for a moment, and transmitted a few words.
Nian Liandan raised his eyebrows, looked at the crazy figure who had come closer, and snorted coldly.
Although he was dressed in clean but neat clothes, his head was full of white hair, his face was smooth and wrinkle-free, and his eyes were as innocent, sincere, and curious as a child's.
Zhou Botong ignored the voices of Guo Jing and others and came directly to the opposite side of Nian Liandan, looking at him curiously.
After two breaths, he frowned unhappily like a child, shook his head repeatedly and said, "Ah, you, I feel like you have evil intentions."
There was a hint of unwillingness in his tone to get closer.
Suddenly, Nian Liandan's face turned cold.
On the ring, Hong Qigong and others smiled again.
They understand Zhou Botong, who is like a child, able to sense the good and evil of people towards him, and even his character.
His evil-minded comment was consistent with what they had learned.
"You are talking crazy, are you the first one to take action?" Nian Liandan said coldly.
"It's me, it's me, you have evil intentions, I won't say more to you, let's start fighting.
Master, there are still so many people watching. After the beating, I will be free. "
Zhou Botong danced and said quickly.
As he spoke, he showed off his posture.
And that one word that seemed to have been accidentally spoken made many people wonder.
The eyes of several people behind Li Daoqiang flashed and they looked in all directions unconsciously.
Then I felt a lot more relieved when I saw the back figure in front of me.
Even if there is a peerless strong man, there is still a master.
Another place.
Wanwan and Bian Fuhua couldn't help but look at Zhu Yuyan.
Although I already knew it, I still couldn't help but feel nervous when I heard the news so realistically.
After all, they are the Holy Sect.
"Oh, don't worry, they have too much to take care of themselves." Zhu Yuyan smiled confidently.
In the spotlight.
Nian Liandan snorted again and sneered: "Okay, let's start quickly."
The next moment, the voice was imperceptible: "It's almost over."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes changed.
From light to dark, and from dark to light, a very strong suction force emanates.
The gaze is like substance, and the surrounding void seems to be distorted.
On the ring, someone's expression changed.
"The evil method of flower soul!"
"This is a spiritual miracle among the Huajian sect. It can be regarded as an illusion, and it directly hits the opponent's heart." Qing Qing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said slowly and calmly.
"Look at Senior Zhou." Zhui Ming said with a smile.
Immediately, everyone also laughed.
I saw Zhou Botong facing the evil method, as if he had found some interesting toy, he looked at it, blinked, looked at it again, and blinked again.
It seems that he is trying to make his eyes look like reality.
Nian Liandan's face froze, and he used all his strength, and the suction force of his eyes became a little stronger.
"Interesting, how do you make your eyes do this? Can you teach me?" Zhou Botong was very happy and asked curiously.
Nian Liandan's expression darkened, showing a bit of shock.
How could it have no effect at all?
"Hahaha, Uncle Master, he has a pure heart and a unified spiritual power. He wants to use mental illusions to deal with him. It's just a fool's errand." Ma Yu chuckled and said proudly.
Of course, the sound was blocked around him, and he would not be foolish enough to reveal this to his enemies.
"snort."
Nian Liandan snorted again and drew out a thick black heavy sword from his palm.
The next moment, the figure disappeared as fast as lightning.
A ray of sword light struck Zhou Botong fiercely.
Zhou Botong's eyes lit up.
"Good sword, good sword."
Amid laughter, he punched out.
The strength of the fist is not strong, but seems to be a bit feminine.
But when it collided with the sword light, it strangely disappeared.
“Come again and again.
The more interested voice made Nian Liandan look even more ugly.
The figure turned into a ray of light, and people in the innate realm could not see his figure clearly at all.
The heavy sword weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hand was now as light as catkins, and he could move freely.
Senhan's sword energy cut through the air and surged towards Zhou Botong like an overwhelming force.
The void with a radius of a hundred feet seemed to have turned into a world of sword energy. The ocean of sword energy even dispersed the power of heaven and earth, making many people feel chilled at the sight.
But soon, everyone in the Song Kingdom's martial arts community felt more at ease.
Because Zhou Botong stood there in the ocean of sword energy, facing the terrifying ocean of sword energy, and just punched out with both fists to make the incoming sword energy disappear.
The body is not burly, but it is like a real ocean, majestic and motionless. No matter how fierce and sharp the sword energy is, it is useless.
Even the look of interest on his face became more intense.
From time to time there were shouts and cheers coming out of his mouth, as if he had encountered something happy.
Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and others gradually became more at ease and confident.
Fang Yeyu frowned.
In the field, Nian Liandan's eyes were filled with coldness. He withdrew his sword energy and rushed directly towards Zhou Botong.
He attacked with a long sword, but chose to fight in close combat.
And in this close combat, the exquisite swordsmanship appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
It is completely natural, and there seems to be no flaw.
A sword thrust contains endless variables and mysteries, making it difficult for people to see the true path of the sword.
But after a few breaths, horror appeared in his eyes.
Because every one of his swords had no effect at all.
No matter how brilliant his swordsmanship is, it is unpredictable.
But this old madman gave him an empty feeling.
Regardless of whether the sword technique is true or false, it will be of no use if it falls in the air.
And the sword energy just now, if you think about it carefully, the same is true.
At the same time, some people saw it.
In the ring, some people smiled.
"Is there anything more powerful?" At this time, Zhou Botong asked curiously and expectantly.
Nian Liandan's face turned red. Are you bastard and insulting me?
Immediately, the swordsmanship is faster and the attack is more fierce.
Zhou Botong dealt with it for a while, but found that it was still the same, and he suddenly lost interest.
When the fists changed, the hands seemed to be using the same punching technique, but they were relatively independent and had a seamless cooperation.
An extremely strong force burst out, and Nian Liandan was hit by this force before he could react.
"Pfft~!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nian Liandan's figure flew out.
Fang Yeyu's face darkened and he asked someone to go up and protect Nian Liandan.
"good!"
"Well done!"
"Hahaha, good, happy!"
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The cheers immediately soared into the sky, full of joyful emotions.
On the stage, everyone also showed happy smiles.
The first game, won.
In the woods, Li Daoqiang secretly admired.
This week Botong is really not far away from the realm of peerless power.
It should be a method of fighting with both hands. His strength is definitely not weaker than Wu Xingyun in his heyday.
The combat power is probably slightly more than one point.
After all, the number of times Wu Xingyun fought and killed people was too few.
Moreover, Zhou Botong had no flaws in his state of mind and had truly found his own way.
It won't take too long, and he should be able to reach the realm of peerless power.
What he lacks now is only time. This is the case with Taoist methods, especially the Quanzhen sect's methods.
It takes a lot of time and efforts in the later stage.
No, Yinggu's matter might have an impact on him.
After thinking about it for a moment, Li Daoqiang didn't think much more about it. Zhou Botong didn't have much interaction with him.
This person seems to be out of touch, but when it comes to really important matters, he is not confused.
There is also Wang Chongyang and the unfathomable Taoist. Trying to fool him is too much trouble and not worth it.
"Don't worry about Master Nian. Zhou Botong has been restraining Master Nian this time. It is obviously the Song Kingdom's martial arts who did it deliberately." Fang Yeyu comforted Nian Liandan who came to the side with a gloomy face.
Nian Liandan didn't speak, his eyes were narrowed and cold. If it weren't for the public's attention, he just wanted to leave.
Fang Yeyu said no more. At this time, the more he paid attention to Nian Liandan, the angrier he became.
After calming down, he smiled calmly at Guo Jing and said: "Master Guo, let's start the second game, but in the first game, we are the ones who come out first.
In this second game, you should be the first to attack. "
Guo Jing and others stopped celebrating, briefly discussed it, and did not refuse.
Xuan Cheng walked out and came to the place where Zhou Botong and Nian Liandan fought just now.
Obviously, it was him who took action in this second game.
"Hey, I just want to collect some interest on him."
Next to Fang Yeyu, King Kong Patriarch sneered and flew away.
There was a distance of several feet between the two, and a solemn atmosphere began to fill the air, quickly dissipating.
Everyone in the excited Wulin also completely quieted down and watched quietly, but they were just a little more confident than in the first game.
"Amitabha."
Xuan Cheng clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, and a rich golden light began to appear quickly around him.
King Kong Patriarch sneered, and red-gold light also appeared on his body.
It's like when enemies meet, they don't want to say a word, they just want to have a fight.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them took action at the same time.
Golden and red-gold light suddenly filled the sky.
Two equally powerful forces collided fiercely.
If the battle just now was full of moves and variables, many people couldn't understand it.
So at this time, almost everyone thought they understood the battle, because it seemed to be a complete collision of forces.
Strong, vast, fiery, and indestructible.
The terrifying power shook the whole world with muffled sounds.
One is like the demon-conquering vajra arhat.
One is like the tyrannical and scorching sun.
No one gives in at all, they compete with each other, like two mountains constantly colliding.
Almost everyone looked more and more nervous. The collision of pure power was really shocking.
In the woods, something strange flashed in Li Daoqiang's eyes when he looked at Huo Gong Tutuo, the ancestor of King Kong.
(Chapter 3, please support.)
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