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After hearing Chen Guangrui's words, Venerable Fu Hu immediately wanted to have a fit, but was stopped by his elder brother, Venerable Jianglong.
Venerable Jianglong thought to himself, the disciples he brought this time are all outstanding figures from the Great Leiyin Temple, how can the generals in the small mundane world be the opponents of the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple.
This kid Chen Guangrui is self-confident, just in time for the disciples of Daleiyin Temple to teach this proud soldier of the Tang Dynasty a good lesson, and poke Chen Guangrui's spirit.
"Okay, that's it. I will send three disciples from Daleiyin Temple to accept the guidance of the generals of the Tang Dynasty." Venerable Jianglong said confidently.
Chen Guangrui smiled slightly and said, "Very well, as you wish."
Next!
Everyone moved to the Tang Dynasty Martial Arts Arena!
The disciple of Venerable Jianglong and his successor Iron Fist Arhat, under the instruction of Venerable Jianglong, became the first Buddhist disciple to challenge the generals of the Tang Dynasty.
"I am Iron Fist Arhat, please advise me, generals." It has to be said that Iron Fist Arhat is worthy of being the disciple of the Venerable Dragon Subduing Lord. He is brave and resourceful, and his attitude of challenge is very sincere.
"This general, Zuo Qianhu, accepts your challenge." Zuo Qianhu, who was wearing a black light armor, walked out of the generals expressionlessly, and said to Iron Fist Arhat with his hands clasped.
Li Shimin was dressed in casual clothes, casually sitting on the high platform with Chen Guangrui, Venerable Jianglong, and Venerable Fuhu. When he saw Zuo Qianhu going out to fight, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Li Shimin was completely convinced by the shamelessness of his mysterious senior brother, General Tiance Chen Guangrui.
He clearly remembered the scene introduced to him by Zuo Qianhu when he first arrived half a month ago. That was his Ninth Senior Brother, a disciple of Karma Tianzun, how could he now become a general of the Celestial Dynasty in a daze.
This is simply too bad, Li Shimin seems to have seen the result of the battle, he doesn't think that his Ninth Senior Brother, a disciple of Karma Tianzun, can't beat a new buddhist arhat.
The appearance of Zuo Qianhu shocked the Venerable Jianglong, who had been calm and waiting for a good show. Where did this general called Zuo Qianhu come from? Why has he never heard of it.
Venerable Jianglong turned his head to look at Chen Guangrui, and saw that he looked at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth. He seemed to be more like an eminent monk than him. Suddenly, Venerable Jianglong's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling .
In the martial arts arena, both of them had already appeared on the stage, Zuo Qianhu was carrying two knives on his back, and looked at Iron Fist Arhat coldly, without any intention of preempting the attack.
Seeing that Zuo Qianhu was unwilling to make a move, Iron Fist Arhat said, "Be careful, please give me your advice."
Zuo Qianhu nodded his head when he saw that the Iron Fist Arhat was so polite, and said seriously.
"Don't worry about shooting, don't keep your hands. You won't keep your hands. I hope you can gain something in the battle."
Iron Fist Arhat had no distractions at this time, and he didn't dare to distract himself from his master Jianglong Venerable's orders. He felt that the general of the Tang Dynasty simply looked at him with his eyes, and he felt like a knife resting on his neck. With a sense of danger, his opponent is definitely a peerless knife repairer.
Iron Arm Fist!
Iron Fist Arhat walked like a tiger, running the Golden Body Jue at full strength, his whole body was like a golden man, including his hair and eyebrows turned golden yellow, but his arms were dark golden, and he punched straight up, running to the left Chito's face.
Swish the wind!
Zuo Qianhu was as motionless as a mountain, with his left palm upright, as if turning into a sharp sword, he slashed lightly on the front of Iron Fist Arhat's fist.
when!
The crisp sound of gold and iron crossing sounded, and the iron fist that Iron Fist Luohan was famous for collided with Zuo Qianhu's hand knife, and Iron Fist Luohan was forced to drag his feet back ten steps.
And Zuo Qianhu only took half a step with his hind legs lightly, mainly because he, a swordsman, was head-to-head with a powerful opponent like Iron Fist Arhat.
However, Venerable Jianglong in the stands had a dignified expression at this time. He really couldn't figure out where a mortal force like the Tang Dynasty could find such a master.
Venerable Jianglong secretly guessed that Zuo Qianhu might be a disciple of Wumen, but in the information, there was no information about Zuo Qianhu at all. He had never appeared in Wumen. fame.
Iron Fist Arhat is an early master of Da Luo Jinxian. After all, he is a genius disciple who has been trained by the Venerable Dragon for more than 500 years and has been trained as a successor. And this general who has never appeared before is also a master of Da Luo Jinxian.
Extreme speed fist dance!
After Iron Fist Arhat stopped his retreating figure, he immediately turned into an afterimage.?Rushing towards Zuo Qianhu quickly, waving his dark golden fists like raindrops all over the sky, attacking Zuo Qianhu head and head.
Swish the wind!
? Zuo Qianhu suddenly pulled out a long knife behind his back. After slashing the knife, he returned it to the sheath. Because he drew the knife too quickly, under the quasi-sage realm, unless he mastered the pupil technique, he would not be able to see him pulling the knife at all.
Only a snow-white knife light could be seen flashing by, all the shadows of the fists disappeared, and the Iron Fist Arhat was sent flying again, dragging the ground for fifty steps this time before he stopped his retreating figure.
"It's good to draw a sword and slash with one hand. Even if he loses the Iron Fist, it's a worthwhile trip!" Venerable Fuhu, a martial idiot, couldn't help but said.
"The Great Tang Dynasty is really outstanding, and there are many hidden masters. I admire it!" Venerable Jianglong looked at Li Shimin and said.
Li Shimin wanted to know in his heart that his ninth senior brother must be extraordinary, so he didn't lose his composure, and took a sip of tea lightly.
"General Zuo is a true swordsman. I am proud to have such a strong general."
Just when several people on the stage were discussing.
Iron Fist Arhat looked at the two knife marks on his fists, his fists trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit. Such an opponent is too rare. generally.
Since embarking on the road of cultivation, his hands have never been injured. A pair of iron fists is like a magic weapon of merit. Today, he was fighting against the realm, but Zuo Qianhu broke his defense.
Compressed Iron Fist Cannon!
? Iron Fist Arhat punched Zuo Qianhu again and again from the air, each punch was blasted beyond the speed of sound, hit the air, and there were air cannonballs, quickly attacking Zuo Qianhu.
Zuo Qianhu raised his palm like a knife, and with his swift palms, he could always subtly split the air cannon in two.
Iron Fist Arhat had nothing to do when he saw such an attack, so he didn't waste his energy.
Earth Vajra Fist!
Iron Fist Arhat punched the ground suddenly, and immediately, the entire Martial arts arena was enveloped by dark golden fists, and dense steel and stone fists stretched out from the ground and slammed towards Zuo Qianhu.
Qingfengmingyue!
Zuo Qianhu stretched out his left hand, and the long knife behind his back automatically flew into his hand, and then the entire martial arts arena was shrouded in silvery white light.
Iron Fist Arhat only felt a gust of wind blowing, and then he felt his body fly hundreds of feet uncontrollably, and declined to the outside of the martial arts arena. At this time, his pair of iron fists were already dripping with blood.
After the Iron Fist Arhat fell to the ground, he didn't become angry or dejected because of his failure. He immediately looked at the martial arts arena, and saw that the densely packed forest of steel and stone fists on the martial arts arena had disappeared and turned into a black field. Iron powder. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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