She hadn't seen anyone yet, but Zhu Ziyi was overjoyed when she heard this, and thought to herself: "It must be the silver gun in white clothes that has arrived!"
When he raised his head and followed the sound, he saw a person standing on the horizontal trunk of a big tree. Wearing a blue cocoon silk gown, he looks like a scholar. His long body and elegant demeanor give people the impression that he is of extraordinary origin, very much like someone who has been in a high position for a long time.
But there were several other people standing on the tree trunk not far from him. When I looked at this man's appearance, I couldn't help but shudder. I saw that his face was scorched and haggard. How could he look like a living person?
The daring Zhu Zizhen was naturally curious in her heart, because among the few people standing not far from this person, there was actually her senior sister Feng Lanfang. But before they had time to say hello, the beasts here roared and pounced on these people before they landed.
I saw an extremely fierce wind blowing between the left and right blows of this man's sleeves. Jackals and other smaller evil beasts were directly swept away by the strong wind, unable to stand and staggering away. The beastly nature arose, and a lion and several tigers roared and pounced.
However, this man swept out with his legs, which was as strong as a thousand catties. The lions and tigers were swept away at the same time. Without any hesitation, the man stepped forward and hit a leopard in the head, causing the leopard to become paralyzed and unable to move.
Seeing how powerful this man was, the beasts seemed to be approaching him. No one dared to come forward for the time being. They squatted in the distance and growled lowly, as if to complain about the danger. Seeing the beasts like this, the Bull Demon King Qin Qin was furious and jumped directly towards the man, grabbing his chest with his hands in the shape of tiger claws.
The man was not in a hurry. He slightly swayed his sleeve on his right shoulder and struck him on both wrists with a pop. Bull Demon King Qin Qin felt a sharp pain in his wrist, like a knife cutting him, and couldn't help but scream out, obviously suffering a small loss.
Seeing his elder brother like this, the Nine-Headed Lion King Tan Tong slowly stepped forward and pushed with his palms.
"Good Kung Fu!" The man stretched out his left palm to touch Tan, smiling with less than 50% of his palm strength.
Over the past ten years or so, he has practiced martial arts carefully. If he uses enough palm power, he can destroy even a thick tree or wall with one palm, let alone flesh and blood. However, the Nine-Headed Lion King Qin Tong was taught a martial art by someone else when he was young. His internal strength was extraordinary and he did not even retreat when his body swayed: "That's not bad!"
Seeing that Tan Tong could resist, the man's eyes had a strange look in his eyes, and he chuckled and said, "Be careful! Try another move and see." He used the force of his palm and added 10% strength.
A strong wind hit his body, and Qin Tong's vision went dark. He knew that if he was shot, his life would be at risk. However, the pressure on my body lightened up, and I suddenly heard this person say in my ear: "It seems that I am indeed sick. It's no big deal. I admire you!"
An overwhelming force in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant. Tan Tong had a narrow escape and stood speechless. When the brothers saw that he was motionless, they knew that he had been seriously injured, and they all rushed towards the man in anger.
"You're well here, just in time to try out your skills at Ten Thousand Beasts Manor!" The man faltered slightly. When he saw a lion rushing over from the side, he immediately reached out and grabbed the lion's head and neck, using the beast's body as a living soldier. The blade swung.
During the reverberation, he deflected the Bull Demon King Qin Qin's gauntlet hook and deflected the powerful counterattack, allowing the lion's four sharp claws to instead grab the head, face and chest of the Eight-Armed Saint Qin Gu. Although the lion's torso is huge, it only weighs two to three hundred kilograms, which is not a problem at all for people with Qi strength.
Looking at him holding it in his hand, it seemed like it was nothing. The lion was clawed at the head and neck, and was struggling with fear and anger. It could not recognize its owner. It was clawing and clawing, and it was clawing and biting, growling.
The nearest eight-armed sage, Qin Gu, was in a hurry even though he was in the company of ferocious beasts. If it weren't for his great skills, he would obviously be injured by his pet beast, which would really make people laugh or cry.
Zhu Ziyan saw that her senior sister was there. Although she didn't know how she was with this person, she also smiled and said: "Are you the Xia Da Xia in white clothes and silver spear? You have great skills, but why are you wearing blue clothes?"
This person is naturally Xia Qinghou in white clothes and silver spear. He was stunned for a moment when he heard it, but then he said with a smile: "White clothes, it's just a title! If someone's body is washed white, he will naturally become white clothes. Little lady, what do you think?" no!"
"That's true!" Hearing this, Zhu Zixiang felt a little more cordial. She looked at the fight with the Tan brothers with a smile and said, "I wonder now, have the Tan brothers surrendered?"
Xia Qinghou took a look and thought to himself: "What kind of idea does this little lady have? She is friends with lions and insects, and yet she makes fun of the Tan brothers?"
No one knew what this man was thinking, but seeing how easy he was, many people were wary. The ghosts here were relieved because of his appearance. Everyone supported each other and naturally treated injuries first, but they also looked at each other with mixed feelings.
The starving ghost had his arm broken by Qin Gu and suffered internal injuries. Here, the black-bearded Wengzhongwen gave him medicine again with dignity, but there was no other way.
The Nine-Headed Lion King Tan Tong vomited for a while and felt that the breath in his body was smooth. He knew that he was not injured internally, so this man must have been merciful. He thought to himself: "If we rely on real skills, the three brothers are no match for him. It seems that he has failed today. "
Seeing that his eldest brother and his third brother were holding their weapons straight, Qin Tong shouted to them: "Eldest brother and third brother, stop now, I'm showing mercy!"
When Bull Demon King Qin Qin heard this, he withdrew his gauntlet hook, but looked at Xia Qinghou's posture and thought to himself: "If you ruin a certain brother's good deeds, take a certain move first."
Holding the weapon with both hands, he shouted directly towards Xia Qinghou's head and struck down directly. Looking at the weapon in his hand, it seems that the masculinity also contains the power of femininity. If one blow is struck, it will not only be extremely powerful, but even ordinary people will not be able to withstand it.
Xia Qinghou looked at his posture and did not dodge at all. He threw the lion in his hand to the side, his palms flew like flowers, and he directly grabbed the front end of the gauntlet hook and said with a smile: "You still want to compete?"
The Bull Demon King Qin Qin was also extremely powerful, so he was naturally unconvinced and pressed down with all his strength. However, the gauntlet in his hand was hooked above his head, and he could not even press it down. When the nine-headed lion king Qin Tong saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up, assistant, don't be rude, brother!"
At this time, Tan Qin also wanted to stop his hand, and turned inward to retract the hand hook, but the front end was grabbed by Xia Qinghou, and it was as if it was cast iron, and it was motionless in mid-air. I ran it several times in succession, but still couldn't get it back.
Xia Qinghou acted naturally and realized that the power of retaliation was obviously unusually strong. He thought to himself: "If he gets entangled with this reckless man, even in front of his brother, he will definitely be dissatisfied and must be taught a lesson."
At this time, he moved his free hand upwards and made a sharp move. The force of the move was huge, and it was completely concentrated in the middle of the hand hook.
Under Xia Qinghou's force, Tan Qin had to let go of his weapon, but he still held it firmly, but the hand-protecting hook bent directly into the shape of a curved ruler under the grasp of the two people.
