Xu Qi'an's eyes left Cao Qingyang, and first looked at Yang Cuixue, Fu Jingmen and others not far behind him, and of course the charming beauty Xiao Yuenu.
He passed by the people of the Martial Arts League, and then looked at the lotus priests of Dizong, and King Huai's spies in black robes and masks.
The spies wore masks and couldn't see their expressions, but their eyes were burning with naked hatred.
It was this Xu Qi'an who caused such a commotion in the capital that His Majesty had to issue an imperial edict, which ruined King Huai's reputation after his death.
The mysterious master in Chuzhou fought one against five, and he was so powerful that King Huai died in his hands. The spies hated each other, but they didn't complain. The law of the jungle is what it is.
But Xu Qi'an's behavior made them extremely angry and disgusted, just an ant, when Duke Huai was alive, he could stab him to death with a single finger. Didn't he rely on King Huai to die, jumping up and down like a clown, stepping on King Huai to make a name for himself.
Really hateful and annoying.
As for the lotus priests, they were even more naked. When Xu Qi'an looked at him, some laughed, some sneered, and some showed provocative expressions.
"A bunch of jumping clowns, nothing to worry about!"
Xu Qi'an shook his head and looked away.
King Huai's spies and Taoist priests raised their eyebrows.
"Master Cao, the lotus seeds are about to mature, and they can't stand strong winds and waves, so there is no formation here." Xu Qi'an looked at Cao Qingyang again, and said in a deep voice:
"You don't want to ruin the lotus seeds either."
Cao Qingyang nodded indifferently: "What I want is lotus root, and lotus seeds are just for adding to the head. If there is, it is naturally the best. If there is no, it is fine. Tell me, how does Xu Yinluo want to fight?"
Xu Qi'an took off the black gold long knife on his back and threw it aside casually. With a "click", the knife and its sheath fell to the edge of the pool.
He looked at Cao Qingyang and raised his chin: "We don't use energy, we don't use weapons, let's compare physical skills!"
clever!
Xiao Yuenu in the distance nodded slightly, in this way, it was tantamount to pulling leader Cao to a level similar to him.
Without the use of energy, the power of a third-rank martial artist cannot be displayed; without weapons, and leader Cao is good at sword skills and sword intent, and the strongest attack and kill skills are ruled out.
In the end, with Leader Cao's appreciation for Xu Yinluo, he will definitely give this face.
People in the rivers and lakes are like this, and they value face more than anything else.
"Okay, it's better than Taijutsu! When the lotus seed is mature, if I haven't defeated you, I won't touch it."
Sure enough, Cao Qingyang nodded in agreement.
The "spectators" outside the arena were taken aback. Leader Cao gave Xu Qi'an enough face, and promised in front of everyone that there would be no breach of contract.
That is to say, as long as Xu Yinluo can survive the lotus seeds to mature and still not lose, Leader Cao will not fight for the lotus seeds.
The Tiandihui disciples prayed secretly, hoping that Xu Yinluo could last a little longer.
Uncle Jinlian invited Mr. Xu to help him. It was really a clever move Qiu Chanyi showed joy, and the leader of the Cao alliance broke the irrelevance in one breath, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo.
Whether it was Chu Yuanzhen or Li Miaozhen, he never gave in. But facing Mr. Xu, he was willing to make such a big concession.
It is rare in the world for a young hero with such a high reputation as Mr. Xu.
She became more and more admiring and obsessed with Mr. Xu.
This, this Cao Qingyang can make such a huge concession? Daoist Bailian was stunned, she realized that she still underestimated Xu Qi'an's reputation.
"Even if it's a competition of physical skills, it's impossible for the leader to lose. It depends on how long Xu Yinluo can last." Fu Jingmen said.
"Xu Yinluo seems to be good at swordsmanship." Yang Cuixue analyzed.
Listening to the discussion between the two, Xiao Yuenu said in a soft voice:
"Cao Meng's main character is unparalleled, but Xu Yinluo is also undefeated in King Kong, and both of them are good at swordsmanship, not physical skills. From this point of view, it seems that there is a battle between dragons and tigers."
At this time, Tianshu, the spy not far away, interrupted with a sneer: "Enter the dragon? If I tell you, Xu Qi'an is only a sixth-rank martial artist."
His words caused an uproar and discussions.
After thinking about it, the heroes watching the battle suddenly realized that they really had no idea about Xu Yinluo's grade.
First of all, the silver gongs used by the watchmen have both the eighth-rank god-refining state and the fifth-rank Huajin, and they are not divided according to rank. Secondly, in Xu Yinluo's early deeds, there is Yunzhou who alone defended against thousands of rebels, and there is Buddhist fighting skills These are all "battles" of leapfrogging.
their onlyHarvest the life of this little thief.
Li Miaozhen wanted to make a move several times, but was stopped by Chu Yuanzhen.
"Don't be impulsive, his life will not be in danger, but if you intervene in the fight, the gambling fight between Cao Qingyang and Xu Qi'an will no longer exist, and the scene will get out of control." Chu Yuanzhen warned in a deep voice.
Master Hengyuan clasped his hands together and sighed endlessly.
Such a terrible opponent makes people feel hopeless. He has tried his best, and I hope Xu Yinluo will do his best.
Lina's right hand was drooping, and the skin surface was wrapped with strips of white filaments like silk, which were healing the injury.
She gritted her silver teeth and said angrily: "If my father is here, I will blow his head off with one fist."
Li Miaozhen mocked angrily: "Your father?"
Chu Yuanzhen coughed and reminded: "The leader of the Power Gu Department was a rank three twenty years ago."
Li Miaozhen: "Oh, that's all right."
when!
The deafening noise interrupted their conversation. Looking intently, Xu Qi'an, who was punched by Cao Qingyang, knelt on his knees, and two deep pits were sunk in the ground.
"I throw five punches, you should feel it carefully. After five punches, your golden body will be broken." After Cao Qingyang finished speaking, the second punch came down and hit him on the top of the head.
when!
The Vajra Divine Art seemed unable to defend against such a terrible attack, and it was a bit dim.
when!
With the third punch, the golden lacquer dimmed again. Xu Qi'an could no longer be intact and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qiu Chanyi cried "wow", covering her mouth with her hands, tears rolling down.
The other disciples were also red-eyed. They just felt that Xu Yinluo had done his best, and even if they admit defeat now, they would not have any complaints.
when!
The fourth punch, with mottled gold paint, looks like a Buddha statue that has been in disrepair for a long time. This is a harbinger of the broken Vajra magic.
Xu Qi'an's seven orifices were bleeding, and his vision was blurred. The fist force kept reverberating and vibrating in his body, destroying his muscles, bones and internal organs.
This vibration is like a fuse, igniting one cell after another, causing them to vibrate together and resonate.
He knows.
He knows the profound meaning of Wupin Huajin.
Cao Qingyang instilled in him the esoteric meaning of Wupin Huajin in this brutal and brutal way.
? Cao Qingyang clenched his fists, opened his posture, and made the fifth punch, ready to go.
Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen shot at the same time, followed by Lina and Hengyuan. On the other hand, Taoist Bailian could no longer stand by and watch.
Anyone can see that Xu Yinluo's punch is more dangerous than good.
"Leader, show mercy." Xiao Yuenu exclaimed.
"Leader, please be merciful, don't hurt Xu Yinluo's name." Yang Cuixue shouted.
Tianji and Tianshu slashed out their blades at the same time, and slashed towards Chu Yuanzhen and the others, making it clear that they wanted to stop them.
The lotus priests grinned grimly.
In Xu Qi'an's pupils, a fist was reflected, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The air waves it smashed messed up the bangs on his forehead, and the warrior's intuition sent him a dangerous signal.
His face was a little dull, his expression was stiff, and he seemed to have not recovered from the dizziness, but his fists were clenched instinctively, and some sleeping cells in his body woke up at this moment.
Some cells that could not be controlled and used in the past have become extremely active at this moment.
The whole body's strength is twisted into one, and all the cells are exerting force in one direction.
With all his strength, he punched Cao Qingyang's fist
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