Uncle Shi took action very quickly, and Li Haoran could not have expected that he would choose the way of playing against his palms. Uncle Shi's defeat was as expected, but it was too fast, so fast that he didn't give him a chance to attack.

Li Haoran's face was as deep as water. He slowly stepped forward and looked at Zhixuzi very calmly, saying without any anger: "Zhixuzi, you dare to hurt someone in front of me, you have already angered me." [bsp;   Zhixuzi seemed to hear the most funny joke in the world, and couldn't help laughing. After a while, he said loudly: "It's so funny. I, Zhixuzi, have lived for decades and were actually threatened by a hairy child. It's so ridiculous."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Li Haoran reacted or not and slashed out with his palm.

Everyone really couldn't figure out that this man's martial arts skills were extremely high, but his behavior was so shameless. Shi Bowei even scolded: "Shameless villain."

Li Haoran was also furious. He let out a flash. The "Lingbo Weibu" under his feet was already very familiar and flowing. Without thinking, he naturally stepped onto the position. Under Zhixuzi's rapid attack, he was like a small boat in the sea, which seemed thrilling, but actually as stable as a mountain. He was secretly angry in his heart, and flashed behind Zhixuzi's back, and his palm was slammed out with a palm, pressing away.

Zhixuzi felt that Taishan was pressing down on the top and almost couldn't breathe. He floated away, but was still swept away by the wind of his palm, and was in a mess. Although he was not injured, his face was disgraceful in front of his subordinates, his face turned red, and he attacked him desperately. His body movement was also quick and erratic, like a ghost.

Li Haoran's palms were light and sharp, and his mind was broken, and he was endless. He was really elegant and elegant, and his elegant "Lingbo Weijie" was everywhere, and he went around and returned, making him look even more graceful and elegant.

His hands were suddenly pointed straight like a pointing point, and the judge's pen was sometimes like a sword and bayonet, making it change and transformed into a magical human being. His hands were either slaughtered or hit by palms. All kinds of techniques were filled with strange tricks, like rain in the sky, which was dazzling.

Zhixuzi saw that all his tricks were broken, but he was not discouraged. Then he rushed forward and attacked Li Haoran's four palms, attacking Li Haoran's chest, abdomen, waist, and shoulders in a combo.

Li Haoran's right middle fingers turned into a sword, his wrist shook and his pierced straight towards his left eye. Zhi Xuzi screamed in shock and jumped back three steps.

The Shi brothers saw Li Haoran take action for the first time, and they were fascinated by the sight. Shi Shugang said: "Li Daxia's sword technique is really admirable. It turns out that Xu Zi has lived for so many years and doesn't know where he has lived."

Zhi Xuzi heard it in his ears and was angry in his heart, and secretly shouted: "Where can I hide at this point?"

He whistled up to the sky and walked forward slantedly, his palms slid horizontally and hit him with his eyelashes extremely fast. Before five or six moves, a faint sound of wind was made in his palm. He was getting faster and faster, and the sound of wind was gradually ringing.

This set of palm techniques is a unique skill of Zhixuzi Master. The palm style is as fast as a palm. The sound of the wind aroused at this moment is getting stronger and stronger. The energy emitted from the palm gradually expands, and the audience feels the cold air is so hot that it is blown by the wind on their faces and hands. They involuntarily retreat, and the circle surrounding Xiang Dou and the two of them gradually expands, and it is four or five feet in a radius.

In the eyes of the audience, Li Haoran seemed to be a small boat among the hundreds of feet of waves. The wind roared and the waves were as terrifying as a mountain. One after another, the white waves rushed towards the boat. The boat followed the waves, but was never swallowed by the waves.

Zhixuzi's set of commanders was really fast, and it was done in a short while. It was indeed extraordinary. But even so, he was still unable to do anything to the other party. He was anxious and shouted angrily, slashing his palms in a diagonal manner, and attacked him hard, and he had to kill the other party.

Li Haoran found that he had no more magical moves and laughed loudly: "You're finished playing, it's my turn now." Deng immediately attacked the ten claws, and the ten claws were used to form wind, and the claw shadow became empty, and the sharp fingers were strong and the wind was shaking.

Although Zhixuzi has good palm skills, he will never dare to use the blood and flesh to drive the Nine Yin White Bone Claws that can open the gold-splitting stone, so he can change his moves immediately.

But the more the battle continued, Zhi Xuzi became more frightened, until he was shocked, because he saw that each move of the other party seemed to be specifically designed to restrain his palm technique, and when he reached the middle of the move, he seemed to send his hands on him, and he had to change his moves.

Li Haoran's "Haoran Sword Art" is made by Zhou Yi. The principle of mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang and five elements is free and contains the principle of change of all things between heaven and earth. Therefore, each move of the other party has a corresponding restraint move in the sword technique, which makes Xu Zi think that it is created specifically to restrain himself, but he is too proud of himself.

After almost dismantling more than 300 moves, Li Haoran felt impatient. Seeing him hit him with a palm, he turned his palm into a sword point without thinking, and quickly pointed the "Jianquan" point of his throat.

Zhi Xuzi let out his right palm, and waved it again, as if he wanted to look for Li Haoran to face his palm.

Li Haoran sneered secretly. After fighting for so long, he was too lazy to bother him anymore. He shouted loudly, and his left palms met. The two palms touched each other, and a loud bang, as if it was a thousand-year-old bell, and the sound was loudly shaken.

Zhixuzi was born with extraordinary strength and was extremely powerful. His skills were so perfect. But at this time, when the two palms collided, they felt stuffy in their chests, sore and soft arms, and they were shaken back more than a foot. He was shocked in his heart, not knowing why the young man's palm power was so strong.

Li Haoran was annoyed that he was ruthless and suddenly shocked Uncle Shi to death. He let out a long roar and attacked him with a heavy palm shadow, leaving Zhixuzi nowhere to avoid.

The eyes of Xu Zi showed joy, and he also met with one palm.

With the sound of the wave, the palms intersected, Xuzi felt that the opponent's palm power was like a scattered sea of ​​ridges. The palm power was condensed but not released, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai. The palm power was all shaken back into his body, and he felt the blood in his chest surging, and the five insides were boiling, and it was shaken back with a bang. The person was in the air, but a mouthful of blood had already spurted out.

Li Haoran followed like a shadow, and immediately arrived. He had already caught Zhixuzi with his right hand. Before the men in gray could react, they picked him up.

These styles of rabbits rising and falling, and lightning is completed in the fire.

Li Haoran retreated as soon as he touched him. His body movements were graceful and as fast as lightning. He stood quietly, still like a jade tree facing the wind, and his mind was calm and leisurely.

The audience did not see these changes clearly, but seeing the Zhixuzi in his hand, he could see clearly who would beat him. Seeing this, the group of people in gray could not help but feel at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Li Haoran just felt an extremely cold internal force rushing over, and his whole body was cold and bone-like. So, under the fire, he used all his strength to let Zhixuzi taste the pain of the backlash of internal force.

He threw Zhixuzi to the ground with one hand, looked at the cheeks that seemed to be covered with ice and snow, but said to Shi Bowei: "Brother Shi, is the injury your second brother suffered just like him?"

Shi Bowei woke up from a dream. Seeing Zhixuzi's appearance, he couldn't help but say joyfully: "Yes, it's just such a symptom; now the thief finally tasted the taste, see how arrogant he is."

Duan Susu jumped off the horse. She moved her lotus steps lightly, walked up slowly, looked at it carefully, and then said happily: "Ran'er, Zhixuzi's palm technique is the 'Xuan Ming Divine Palm'. I think this person is the one who came to plot against Master Tianming."

Li Haoran smiled and said, "He is quite brave. He dares to plot against the head of a dignified sect and commits crimes on other people's territory. I really admire his ability."

Master Tianming once said that he was plotted against in Shaolin Temple. However, the Shaolin monks not only did not take the murderer, but instead killed several disciples of the unnamed generation by him, thus escaping safely. This shows his skills.

The Shi brothers were secretly surprised. They didn't expect that this person was really powerful. Even Shaolin Temple had suffered his losses. In this way, their brothers were not the most unlucky ones.

Yang Guo looked at the group of gray-clad men who were in dilemma and suddenly said, "Brother, what should we do with these people?"

Li Haoran suddenly had a headache. These people didn't leave, and he was not a person who was easy to kill, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

Duan Susu glanced at Zhixuzi, as if she had remembered something. Her bright eyes widened, her jade hand grabbed Li Haoran and said loudly: "Ran'er, you killed them. These people are related to the people who invaded Tianshan. I remembered that some disciples in Tianshan were in control of the "Xuanming Divine Palm" in their bodies. There may be God's will, so that this old thief will hit you in your hands."

When Li Haoran heard this, he was already shocked. He slapped his palms and slammed Zhixuzi's hands, laughing and said, "The net of heaven is vast and sparse and does not leak. I guess this person was the one who took action back then. He could not die yet, so let him live a few more days. As for others, there is no need to live in the world."

Duan Susu thought of the tragic situation of the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan Mountain, she couldn't help but roar, and the sword was deshewn, and the person had rushed into the gray-clothed crowd. She had no choice but to kill more than ten people in an instant.

The man in gray suddenly woke up and couldn't help but roaring wildly. More than thirty weapons attacked her, but her footwork was mysterious and she always slipped out of the weapon net like a swimming fish, but she was as elegant as walking in the garden.

Duan Susu's footwork was mysterious and she left as soon as she touched it. It was really wonderful. Her figure was like a ghost and charming. When she flashed, someone was killed by a sword. All kinds of weapons were just about to hit her, but she slipped away like a loach. Not only could not hurt the enemy, but she hurt many of her own family members.

Duan Susu made a move with hatred, of course, did his best. Since breaking through the bottleneck in the palace, his martial arts have become even more amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say it in a thousand miles a day. In just a cup of tea, more than 40 people have been killed by her sword. The dead were broken limbs and arms, and the corpse was incomplete, and the death was extremely miserable.

Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu, Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, the four heroes of the Beggars' Sect, and the Shi brothers instantly turned into hell Shura when they saw this fairy and beauties. The four words "killing like mahjong" seem to be indescribable. They are as straight as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and their power is so powerful that everyone can't help but lose their lust.

In the morning light, Duan Susu's snow-white long skirt was as straight as a red dress, full of blood. The sword with a flashing light was brilliant, the sword roared like a tide, and the sword light flashed, counting several segments.

More than fifty people instantly turned into fifty unjust souls. Duan Susu, the culprit, was unaware of it and was still swinging his sword there, as if he was crazy.

Li Haoran was afraid that she would hurt her mind, so lightning flashed over, but Duan Susu was unaware of it. She thought it was an enemy attack, and she stabbed it with a sword, and the sound was powerful, almost exceeding the thunder, and almost pierced it.

Li Haoran was frightened and sweated coldly. He quickly turned his hand sideways and took action like lightning. He set the acupoint on her hand, snatched the long sword in her hand, and shouted: "Su Su, they are all dead, don't you stop?"

As soon as this statement was said, like the initiation of West Lake, Duan Susu suddenly woke up. She was inexplicably sad and angry. Wuming fired, and killing was unconscious. If Li Haoran had not taken action to stop him, she would have really had the danger of being possessed by the devil.

The scorching sun was like fire, shining blood all over the ground, corpses were in a mess, and broken limbs and arms were everywhere. Duan Susu was also stunned by his masterpiece. He really couldn't believe that this tragic scene was caused by his own hands and was speechless for a long time.

Duan Susu, who was so kind and so clean, couldn't help vomiting. Then, Cheng Ying, Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang, all vomited all the overnight dinners as if they were infected.

The breeze blew, and the strong smell of blood came to my face. Those who were as firm as Li Haoran could not stand it. He couldn't help but look at each other with Yang Guo, the four masters of the Beggars' Sect, and the Shi brothers, and all of them shivered quietly.
Chapter completed!