I! The Strongest Suzerain

Buddha can't protect you!"

Yeshang's sword light fell, the lotus flower instantly turned into a bubble, the little monk's complexion changed greatly, and Yeshang's sword stopped an inch in front of his head.

"you lose."

"Amitabha, good is good..."

The little monk put his hands together and bowed politely to Ye Shuang.

Yushangwu's opponent was a young man with a writing brush. This young man was dressed in strange clothes, wearing the robe of a scholar, carrying a book in one hand and a pen in the other.

"The girl is so beautiful, like the fragrance of April flowers, like the shadow of the clear bamboo under the moon, I don't know if Xiaosheng can marry the girl."

The young man looked at Yushangwu and said slowly, "Damn, you have to flirt with girls in a fight."

"rogue!"

Yushang Wuqi's face was flushed red, a powerful momentum burst out, the little red umbrella in his hand opened instantly, and the dense ice needles flew out from the little red umbrella.

"When the beautiful woman is angry, she also looks beautiful."

The young man's face seemed to be addicted, but his hands were not ambiguous at all. With a movement of the brush, he swiped a few times in the air, and saw a mass of energy instantly blocking those ice needles.

The young man's eyes were clear, and he slowly approached Yushangwu, showing a gentle smile,

"Girl I..."

"You succeeded in angering Miss Ben!"

Yu Shangwu gave a cold drink, a phoenix flew out from the umbrella, the youth's expression changed, and he quickly stepped back, but it was too late.

The phoenix sprayed a ball of flames and instantly covered the boy, but the flames were not hot, but like cold, directly freezing the boy's body.

"What a cruel little Loli..."

"I'm going... this is the end of flirting."

"Don't provoke this little Loli in the future."

A group of disciples watching the battle watched the jade dance in the sky in fear.

"Humph! I'm so angry! They're going to beat people!"

Yu Shangwu snorted coldly, and the dense ice needles instantly tied the boy into a hedgehog, but she acted in a measured way and did not take the boy's life.

The boy's body was frozen, he couldn't struggle at all, he could only watch those ice needles pierce his body.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but he couldn't, but looking at his twisted face, he knew the pain...

Fierce! Rampage! I'm going to... the tigress that can't be provoked.. Try to look at this Loli in the future and stay away. It's terrible.

A group of disciples shivered.

Han Feng couldn't help but stunned when he saw the cruelty of this Loli. It seemed that this cute little Loli was actually... fierce as hiss!

"All right......"

As Han Feng's voice fell, the ice needles on the boy's body melted instantly, and the frozen body instantly regained its freedom. With a wave of Han Feng's hand, a wave of spiritual power poured into the boy's body, recovering the boy's injury.

"Thank you... Xie Sect Master."

The young man said to Han Feng with tears in his eyes, and at the same time looked at Yu Shangwu with fear, and took a few steps back.

That expression was like seeing a ghost.

When Yu Shangwu saw the young man's appearance, he became very playful,

"Would you like to marry someone again, sir, Xiaoyu will serve you well."

After Yu Shangwu finished speaking, she waved the little red umbrella in her hand.

"no, do not want."

The young man looked terrified and stepped back again and again. At this moment, Yu Shangwu no longer looked cute in his eyes, instead he looked like a devil.

"But your son didn't say that."

Yushangwu step by step, after all, the boy, the boy quickly retreated into the crowd,

"Xiaosheng's jokes. Sect Master...Sect Master save your life!"

Yushangwu completely left a shadow in the young man's heart, he vowed never to see this little devil in the future.

"enough!"

Han Feng's majestic voice fell, and an imposing manner instantly fell, Yu Shangwu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said,

"Sect Master calm down."

"Continue Big Competition!"

As Han Feng's voice fell, a teenager with an iron rod confronted a muscled and shirtless teenager.

The young man with the iron rod was in the late period of Zifu, and the muscular boy was only in the middle of Zifu.

"Under the tiger is not powerful, senior brother please advise!"

The muscular boy showed a pair of calloused palms and spoke to the boy carrying the iron rod.

"In the next three, junior brother be careful."

The two of them looked at each other vigilantly, and suddenly the boy who carried the iron rod made three shots, and a powerful aura erupted.

The stick caused a bang in the air.

"Shocking the mountains and smashing the sea!"

"Roma palm!"

Hu Buwei's muscles were filled with the breath of wild beasts, two palms came out together, and a perfect one was empty-handed.

"what?!"

Sanxian's complexion changed drastically, Hu Buwei actually caught his magic weapon with his fleshy palm!

"Hey! Senior brother, be careful next time!"

Hu Buwei laughed, and suddenly grabbed the iron rod of the three gangsters and smashed it.

This guy, such a terrifying power! Is it a human being? The three gangsters are horrified, and if he is smashed like this, he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

"The stick shakes the rivers and mountains!"

The three bastards shouted loudly, and the whole body's spiritual power exploded, breaking away fiercely from Hu Buwei.

The two distanced themselves again and confronted each other.

"This senior brother named Hu Buwei has such terrifying strength! He was able to force the three mixed senior brothers to this step."

"Yeah, if Senior Brother Hu Buwei breaks through the late stage of the Purple Mansion, I'm afraid he will be able to fight against the peak of the ordinary Purple Mansion!"

A group of disciples were discussing.

"Hahaha! Senior brother, take me a slap!"

Hu Buwei jumped up, and a tiger phantom appeared on his body,

"roar~"

When a tiger is angry, its roar can shake the sky,

"Tiger Palm!"

The three men did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly waved the iron rod to resist Hu Buwei. The two forces collided together, and a violent gust of wind blew in the air.

The three bastards took a few steps back before they stabilized their figure. But if the tiger is not strong, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

"Mantis Fist!"

As Hu Buwei's voice fell, a huge mantis phantom appeared behind him again.

mmp! What kind of ghost art is this? It's a palm and a fist?

"Hahaha! Senior brother, how about this set of "Wan Xing Quan Palm" that I just learned?"

Hu Buwei laughed loudly. He found this exercise on the first floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. At the time, he thought it was just a basic exercise for a qi-refining cultivator. The more he practiced it, the more profound he felt.

Now it has even reached the point where he can punch the late stage of Zifu.

However, this set of exercises can only be practiced by a body cultivator like him.

"Junior brother's boxing skills are good, but next time, junior brother, please be careful!"

The three bastards were beaten so badly, he swung the iron rod, and a powerful breath flowed out from his body.