Hooray!
The shadow of legs fills the sky.
One leg went straight to Chen Xixiang's head.
boom!
The side of Chen Xixiang's head exploded from Wang Chuyi's kick!
But at this moment, Wang Chuyi heard a cold and faint voice that sounded like an explosion in his heart:
"court death!"
Along with this voice.
When he kicked, Chen Xixiang's palm opened out!
The five fingers are like a dragnet, and the palm is concave.
call! !
A mass of air suddenly collapsed under this palm, an air vortex appeared, and the airflow made a whirring sound as it was torn apart!
"not good!"
Wang Chu's eyes twitched violently, he had already felt Chen Xixiang's terrifying cultivation power just now.
This kick was based on speed and strength, and went straight to Chen Xixiang's head. What he thought was that even though this junior might be stronger than him, with his name of "Iron-footed Immortal", this kick With the speed and strength of his movement, if he were to hit the brain, even a great master would be crippled!
But he didn't expect Chen Xixiang to react so quickly, as if he had eyes all over his body. He reached out with a palm, whistling with energy, and grabbed his ankle directly.
If he comes into contact with his power, it goes without saying that it will be the same situation as before with his fists, and he will be knocked back again.
"You can't confront him head-on!"
A flash of lightning!
Wang Chu's robe flipped, and his whole body was like a carp jumping out of the river. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, shaking his spine, and his whole body bounced up.
Hula~
Under this bullet, the fierce force caused the clothes to explode. At the same time, he kicked Chen Xixiang's head. He changed direction in an incredible posture. His whole body twisted in a circle, avoiding Chen Xixiang's grasping palm, and immediately took it back. With his right foot, the other kicked Chen Xixiang in the waist and abdomen with more force!
Under this change of move, the artistic conception of the Beidou giant "Kuixing kicking and fighting" turned into "the country is hanging upside down".
Kicked out, no longer kicking, but towards Chen Xixiang's ribs. There was a majestic and domineering atmosphere of "kicking over the country with one kick". The martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect were all created by Wang Chongyang. They are both like Beidou. Xiang, and the spirit of human poetry and books, can be said to include the three religions!
boom!
This kick changed very quickly, and it had already touched Chen Xixiang's Taoist robe. The moment it touched, Chen Xixiang's Taoist robe was kicked and exploded in horror!
But the next second he kicked Chen Xixiang in the body.
"You only have fancy moves, your cultivation is too poor, it's embarrassing."
His eyes were indifferent.
Between lightning and stone.
Chen Xixiang's body swayed back and forth, letting the foot brush against his robe and not touch him at all!
Then,
He stretched out his palm and turned into a fist, then squeezed it tightly with his five fingers, causing a violent explosion in the air like a ghost crying or a wolf howling!
boom!
Hit the Tai Chi diagram and fall down!
It hit Wang Chuyi's leg and wrist joint directly.
Click! Click!
Before Wang Chuyi could be shocked by Chen Xixiang's terrifying response, the punch had already hit his leg joint, and the immense pain was immediately transmitted to his brain.
One punch.
The leg of Iron-footed Immortal King Chuyi was smashed from the middle by a punch like a knife, and was broken into two pieces.
His thighs and calves separated directly from the knee joint, and blood instantly flew everywhere. Amidst a burst of crackling bones, the half of the fallen calf was hit by the strong wind before it hit the ground. It became mud!
"ah!!!"
But it was only at the moment when Wang Chu let out a miserable howl.
After Chen Xixiang punched, he stepped on his feet, and then made another step forward. As soon as he struck out, it was like a storm and he wouldn't let up.
He stepped forward and reached out, grabbing Wang Chuyi's upper thigh, and grabbed Wang Chuyi's belt with his other hand.
boom!
As soon as he stepped forward, his arms and sleeves danced, and all the strength surged down his body. Chen Xixiang picked up Wang Chuyi and threw it suddenly!
The two people were fighting until this moment, and all the changes in their moves were actually a matter of lightning.
Zhou Zaoxing only saw Wang Chuyi kicking the young Taoist but failed. Chen Xixiang punched the young Taoist and broke his leg. Then he lifted Wang Chuyi and threw him away like a chicken.
"Taoist Master, please show mercy..."
Only one sentence came out of his mouth.
Boom!
However, Wang Chuyi had been thrown ten feet away from the courtyard of his mansion and directly hit a wall. The terrifying force and the Taoist priest's body caused the entire wall to collapse!
One more moment.
The masonry and soil mist flew up violently. Wang Chuyi smashed through a wall, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. He covered his chest and vomited blood crazily.
With the strong physical fitness of an innate master, even with such serious injuries, he has not fainted yet.
Lying in the mist and gravel, Zhenren Yuyang's face looked defeated and despairing, and only Chen Xixiang's words echoed in his mind.
"There are only so many fancy moves, but the cultivation is not enough, it is embarrassing..."
As one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, Master Yuyang had one of his legs broken by a young man, and was even scolded for his lack of cultivation. He was embarrassed!
In an instant, such a failure turned into boundless humiliation and shame and anger that engulfed Wang Chuyi's heart, making him feel worse than death.
And several people in the hospital witnessed the entire battle.
Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao were both stunned.
Zhan Zhao had a look of horror on his face, shocked by the fierce and violent strength that the young Taoist showed after taking action.
One of the seven dignified sons of Quanzhen.
Yu Yangzi, a second-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect of Taoism in the world, was given the title of "Zhenren" by the imperial court.
Unexpectedly, within a breath or two of fighting, his legs were broken by a young man who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old!
Zhou Zaoxing was simply surprised and happy at this time.
She was shocked and frightened that Chen Xixiang's attack was so violent, but also because of the terrifying strength Chen Xixiang displayed, she exclaimed in her heart, "This time I really met a 'real person'."
Wang Chuyi, the real person of Yuyang, was a real person, but was taught like this by Chen Xixiang. Then Chen Xixiang is obviously a "real person" like him, and his strength is far beyond that of an ordinary innate master like Wang Chuyi.
There is such a person to help him guard Luoyang, prevent those martial arts people from making trouble, and protect the knife.
What else could he be worried about?
Then he saw the miserable appearance of Yu Yangzi's broken leg more than ten feet away.
There was more pity in Zhou Zaoxing's eyes, but more of disgust, and he couldn't help but said coldly.
"You are such a real person. You originally came to protect the town, and I treated you with great courtesy. However, you attacked another member of your Taoist sect when you disagreed with me. It is clear that Master Xixiang has already told the whole story. Even if you don’t believe it, you should have obtained evidence from various sources before taking action to confront him, but you just favored your own sect and attacked Master Xixiang without distinguishing right from wrong, and you didn’t even listen to me asking you to stop.”
"Now that we have fallen to this point, we are really asking for trouble."
Zhou Fuyin's words spread in the courtyard and reached the ears of Wang Chuyi, who was covered in blood and had a broken leg.
Su Dongpo and Bao Zheng also sighed.
These two people are both extremely talented people. They are naturally smart and wise. They have seen everything that just happened. They know that Wang Chuyi is not really a heinous person, but he is just too "stubborn". In addition, for the The Quanzhen Religion has an innate "instinct to protect" its reputation, and cannot tolerate anyone pointing out the slightest stain on the Quanzhen Religion's reputation.
What's more, he is a "junior" in his eyes.
This is where it ends.
Hearing these words from Zhou Fuyin, Wang Chu's face turned pale and pale, he burst into laughter, shouted loudly, and said:
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He turned and struggled to get up with his hands on the ground, his eyes staring at Chen Xixiang from a distance of more than ten feet:
"But even so, we, the Quanzhen Sect, are not something you can insult. My defeat at the hands of a junior like you is a poor Taoist who is not good at learning and I am unworthy of my teacher. It does not mean that our Quanzhen Sect is as unworthy as you said. Kill me if you can!"
When Chen Xixiang heard this, his eyes were cold:
"If you're still stubborn, I'll give you a ride!"
One word fell.
With one step, he would make the old Taoist priest's wish come true.
But right now.
Chi! Chichi!
Suddenly there was a violent buzzing in the air!
Dozens of invisible energy shot towards Chen Xixiang like a rainstorm sword, splitting the air and punching through the layers!
This is……
Invisible sword energy!
Chen Xixiang had already felt a sense of crisis in his heart before the sword energy hit him, and in the next moment, he stepped forward continuously.
Invisible Qi swords passed by Chen Xixiang one after another!
Chen Xixiang hunted in Taoist robes. After avoiding many moments, he instantly raised his head, and his eyes shot like lightning at a figure running down the wall.
At the same time as the sword energy was emitted, the figure jumped in from outside the courtyard wall, grabbed Wang Chuyi, who had broken his leg, and jumped onto the roof of Zhou Mansion, looking down from above.
"Dali Duan's Yang Finger!"
When those invisible air swords shot at Chen Xixiang, Zhan Zhao immediately blurted out, then shouted coldly, drew his sword and pointed at the person on the roof:
"A bold and crazy person who dares to break into Fu Yin's mansion without permission. Who are you?"
Chen Xixiang had already clearly seen the figure of the person on the roof.
Dressed in white, he is tall and holding a paper fan in his hand. His temperament is as rich as jade. He is a young man in white dressed for scholars.
After the young man in white rescued Wang Chuyi from the ground, with a jade-like smile on his face, he bowed his hands to Chen Xixiang:
"I am Duan Yulou of Dali. The Chongyang Immortal, Taoist Priest Wang's teacher, has a long-standing friendship with us in Dali. Therefore, of course Yulou cannot ignore death. I ask Taoist Priest to forgive me."
Duan family in Dali.
Duan Yu's descendants?
Chen Xixiang stood in the courtyard, his eyes fluctuated a little, and then he smiled indifferently:
"I guess you didn't show up at Fu Yin's house by such a coincidence just to save this old Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect. You should also be here for Master Zhou's thick-backed sword."
One word is spoken.
Reveal the purpose of the visitor.
Zhou Zaoxing's expression immediately changed.
Ever since the news about the thick-backed sword was released by Qin Mengyao, although there were a group of petty thieves who came to inquire around the mansion, they did not dare to come in.
Today someone finally came in.
He is still a member of the Dali royal family!
After Duan Yulou heard Chen Xixiang's voice, he couldn't help but smile slightly, shook his paper fan lightly, and said without concealing his purpose:
"Originally, Chief Wang Chu was responsible for suppressing this house. Due to my friendship with Dali and the Quanzhen Sect, I was never willing to conflict with Zhenren Wang, so I had to watch nearby until I saw Zhenren Wang being killed. You were injured and you wanted to kill, so you had to take action."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Wang Chuyi, whose face was gray and ashamed, and sighed and comforted:
"You don't have to be like this, Master. I heard that Master Danyang and Master Changchun of your sect have already gone down the mountain to look for you. You lost a battle here today, and you can find it again tomorrow. No one in the martial arts world is undefeated."
As soon as Wang Chu heard that his senior brother had actually come down the mountain, he couldn't help but feel a bright light in his heart, and then his expression turned gloomy. He had greatly disgraced his master and the sect today, so how could he have the dignity to see him again...
Just when Duan Yulou was about to continue saying something.
Suddenly, in the courtyard below.
Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back, his sleeves and robe fluttering.
He looked at the two people on the roof talking as if no one else was around, and couldn't help but chuckle:
"Pindao was invited by the governor's secretary, and he came here to protect the sword. Since you are a man from Liang who came to steal the sword, you don't know how to run away when you see Pindao, and you still dare to chat here."
One word fell,
Chen Xixiang looked coldly and shouted toward the roof:
"You rat on the beam, why don't you get off here!!"
Drink this!
It was like thunder coming out of the mountains, shaking the earth and the earth!
The sound wave vibrated, with faint ripples centered on Chen Xixiang and radiating out in all directions!
boom! Bang bang! boom! Bang bang!
In all directions, sand and gravel are shaking, and earth mist is flying!
Within a radius of tens of feet, it was as if the gods were shouting, the sky and the earth shook, and all spirits trembled.
Boom~~
The roof tiles under Duan Yulou and Wang Chu's feet began to rustle!
The entire roof was in danger of collapsing under Chen Xixiang's drink!
"not good!"
Duan Yulou's complexion changed drastically, and he felt that the blood in his body was shaken by the drink. Coupled with the violent shaking of the roof under his feet, the two of them immediately became unstable and fell down!
