But seeing that the stick hit Gao Qiang's back, everyone exclaimed. After looking carefully, the stick actually passed through Gao Qiang's body without any hindrance towards Zhuang Zheng. Although Zhuang Zheng didn't understand why he hit the sky, he danced with his hand and the sticks in the air immediately smashed together, and fell to the ground with a bang. After looking closely, Gao Qiang seemed to be standing in place without moving.

Only a few masters could see clearly that when the stick was approaching, Gao Qiang did not want to take the "meteor stick". He shortened his body and raised his body after missing the stick. He was very skilled and brave. He took the opportunity of this move. He was too fast and left a residual image in the air. People thought he was still standing there and still moving.

He knew that there were many great craftsmen who made weapons in this sharp golden flag. If he said that the palm flag would not do anything to his weapons, he would not believe it if he was beaten to death.

Zhuang Zheng turned his body and snorted loudly. A mace immediately spread like a meteor hammer. The left and right rods were very fast. The thin iron chain stretched out about two feet long. Thanks to Zhuang Zheng's natural divine power, he used this pair of "meteor rods" to create a strong attack. He fought against Gao Qiang. Gao Qiang noticed that Zhuang Zheng's eyes began to slowly love red. After blocking more than a dozen large iron rods from the sky, he looked at Zhuang Zheng's eyes that were already bright red. "Ah!" Zhuang Zheng roared thunder, and the rise and fall of the rod suddenly accelerated by three or four minutes faster than before. For a moment, the two of them avoided the moves between two feet away, and an iron rod danced towards the short sword steaming with purple air.

In a circle, there was only a slight sound of dingding. The two of them were too fast. Others only saw that there were black shadows two meters away, and there was a circle of purple air mixed in between. Only a few people saw clearly that Gao Qiang was dancing with one hand and his other hand also waved, not knowing what he was doing. After a while, Gao Qiang's body suddenly swept back and jumped out of the circle. Zhuang Zheng was about to chase after him. Gao Qiang shouted, raised his hand, and hundreds of black lights smashed towards Zhuang Zheng. Zhuang Zheng's wolf teeth were only held in his hand, and the cross wheel danced. He smashed all these hidden weapons, but the internal force attached to the black light was really amazing. Zhuang Zheng took a few steps back and raised his mace to fight again.

At this time, he heard the six people sending the Yuming Cult to exclaim, and the scream of Elder Gao of Huashan was mixed in: "Big Zhuang, stop hitting, look at the weapons in your hands, they are showing mercy!"

Although Zhuang Zheng's eyes were red and his consciousness was not lost. He raised his wolf teeth and saw that they were just looking at it. He saw that it was as smooth as a mirror and there was no barb. He looked around and saw that the "hidden weapon" he had just blocked was inserted on the ground. Then he found that the black lights that Gao Qiang threw over were not other things, but were the barbs on his mace. It turned out that the two of them had just fought with meteors. Gao Qiang was not allowed to send time, and they blocked and cut them. One left hand was leading the way, and he actually cut off all the barbs on Zhuang Zheng's rod. Zhuang Zheng was in great pleasure at fighting in the wild beach at that time, but he didn't find that the weapon was tampering with people.

Zhuang Zheng lifted his stick and looked at it. He laughed loudly, his eyes returned to clear and clear, and said, "Little brother, my weapon is destroyed. Have you put away your purple sword?"

Gao Qiang weighed in his heart that the iron rod was as smooth as a mirror, his Nine Yin White Bone Claws were invulnerable to swords and guns, and he could be grounded with bare hands. He wanted to make the people of the Ming Cult convincingly lose. He could not say that he relied on weapons. He nodded and put Ziwei soft sword plate in his arms.

Zhuang Zheng continued: "Little brother, although you have used the advantages of weapons, your skills and vision are not comparable to those of the accurate brother. The old brother lost in the moves. Well, I want to stop the battle..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his shoulders were not shaking and his arms were not moving. He pressed his wolf teeth and didn't know which mechanism, but saw two black shadows flashing in the air, and the two smooth maces all hit. Gao Qiang's body flashed left and right, just dodged, Zhuang Zheng shook his hand, and only two short handles were left in his hand. Outside the short handle was a long thin iron chain. Two iron chains flashed in the air, attacking left and right, just now, pulling Gao Qiang into a rice dumpling. The iron chain still had more lengths. It fell into Zhuang Zheng's hand. Zhuang Zheng quickly pressed the iron ring with his hand, and he never relaxed again.

He immediately pulled the iron bull style backwards, grabbed the two short handles tightly, leaned back, and just finished speaking: "But, the matter is serious, let's compete with our internal strength!"

Gao Qiang laughed and said to himself: It’s just about internal strength. I am in a special true energy. Are you afraid that you won’t succeed?

He said, "It's okay."

With his arm full of internal strength, he collapsed. At this moment, the iron chain that was replaced by the thick fingers was about to be broken by him. He didn't expect that the inconspicuous thin iron chain would expand outward and became thinner as his arm only expanded outward, but it was always continuous. Zhuang Zheng shouted over there and took a few steps slowly. A few big footprints were left on the bluestone slab. He pulled the chain straight again, and the chains still locked Gao Qiang firmly.

Someone in the Ming Cult whispered: "Young Master Gao, our Brother Zhuang's iron chain is made of iron smelting from the sky. This iron chain is nothing special. It's just that it can be pulled no matter how hard it is. You and our Brother Zhuang are determined to compete slowly in their internal strength!"

Gao Qiang was so angry. He always thought about how to "freely" defeat his opponent. So that others' faces look good, and his face is also bright. He didn't expect that Zhuang Zheng looked honest and honest, but he was so cunning. He first deceived himself to put away the extremely sharp Ziwei soft sword, and then threw the iron chain. The iron chain was thrown at a very angle just now. I don't know how many times he practiced it in advance. Now he was all over his body, with his arms and legs tied up. If his internal strength was not much higher than the other party, he would have to pull himself down, who could not stance just now.

Gao Qiang's arrow is on the string at this moment, and he can only use his breath to compete with Zhuang Zheng's internal strength. However, he can only defeat the opponent and cannot kill him. That is easier to deal with. He just needs to run quickly and then move from extreme movement to extreme quiet standing in one place. Zhuang Zheng's strength will all hit him. Then it will be over? But then Zhuang Zheng will be seriously injured. How can Gao Qiang take action?

Gao Qiang hated the ground and said itchy: This guy must have thought about everything in advance! Who could have thought about how the meteoric chain that should have been brought to Xiao Zhao was in a mace in Zhuang Zhengdi?

In desperation, Gao Qiang could only honestly compete with his internal strength. Zhuang Zheng was the person with the highest level of Kung Fu among the five major palms. His body's skills were not different. Before Yang Dingtian passed away, he was the fifth Dharma King in the inner realm. However, Mr. Yang was too cuckolded too early to attract his soul and travel to the west. His position had not risen. His internal strength was rapidly moving at this moment. How could it be an idle force?

There were many words outside the field. The Ming Cult naturally praised Zhuangqi as a wise and powerful man, and only brave. Many disciples from the six sects scolded the Demon Cult's despicable and shameless. They used all their despicable tricks, and some greedy and fearful death-agained people with pale faces. Crystal tears flashed at the corners of their eyes, and they cursed: What a tall young man? If you don't have that diamond, don't take care of the porcelain. If you are not dead, you will all be exhausted.

In the middle of the field, Zhuang Zheng was inhaling and exhale. He only squatted in a stair shape, which could maximize his internal strength. Gao Qiang was trapped by the iron chain and became a zongzi, and his whole body was stiff. He was naturally at a loss for this kind of exercise, but his foot was like rooting in a stone slab and did not move a little.

The leaders of the high-level people who have knowledge among others were shocked: they had to practice their internal skills in a solid manner. This young man is so young that even if he practices from his mother's womb, he doesn't know how to practice to this point?

The two of them held their breath to compete for internal strength. When they had the strength to exercise their strength, they slowly broke away the iron chain of their arm. Mingshi Zhuang Zheng must pull the iron chain at this time, and he had to use the iron chain to lock Gao Qiang tightly before he could stop. However, in this way, Zhuang Zheng retreated step by step and avoided for a moment, but he saw that his footprints had been left in the field, several inches deep, and Gao Qiang's body slowly sank. His foot had disappeared on the ground, and slowly a small half of his calf was buried. The thin iron chain between the two men was worthy of being a foreign product. It still had not broken under the internal force of the two masters. At this moment, it had become as thin as a toothpick, about four or five meters long. When the sun shone, a red light flashed in the middle.

Half an hour later, Gao Qiang was still standing there, while Zhuang Zheng had retreated into the camp of the six-person sect. Zhou Yuan was full of people, but he had to pick the place to step on it, otherwise it would be a life if he accidentally stepped on it. This was not intentional, but the direction happened to be like this. He was sweating on his forehead, and a white mist was shrouded on his head, while Gao Qiang's head was thin and straight breath circling upwards, like sandalwood.

The iron chain was ten feet long and as thin as hair. Zhuang Zheng was swallowing his breath and exhaling like a wolf howling, and his breath was still calm.

The crowd was originally noisy and noisy, but now it became quiet. Everyone calmed down and looked carefully. The chain was so thin that it might break at any time. Such a strange scene was not something you could see normally. "Look!"

"Huang Guang!"

"Hog, hog!"

There were sharp-eyed screams on the field. Accompanied by Xi Huazi's snoring, everyone saw a yellow light suddenly flashing on the iron chain as thin as hair. Then a tingling sound broke, and the iron chain broke into two pieces.

Whoosh!

Zhuang Zheng pulled Jiuniu style and pulled him with all his strength. At this moment, the chain broke, and he loosened his hand and shot out. Behind him was a wall. With a rumbling sound, a human hole was knocked out. Lime gathered, and smoke filled the smoke. Many of the people from the six-person sect were choked and coughed, all of them were stunned. "Haha!" Two dry and shrunk laughter came from the hole. Zhuang Zheng's face was covered in dust, and his voice was a little lacking: "Little brother, my brother can't beat you, you lose! You lose!"

Gao Qiang's arms were shaken, and his body was as thin as a hair, and the subway chain fell to the ground. Not only that, he covered a layer of black clothes with his outer clothes turned into a butterfly dance, and they all fell to the ground, leaking out the white tight-tied short clothes inside. The clothes outside were cut off by the thin wire as thin as a hair. He was frightened: The wire is so small, fortunately this person's internal strength is too much worse than me, and I also have the soft hedgehog armor and the Nine Yin Divine Claws to practice body protection. If his internal strength is similar to mine, I will be cut into several sections by these wires when I was drought!

However, he thought again: Big Zhuang may not have such evil intentions. He just hoped to defeat him. Gao Qiang felt at ease and said with a smile: "I won by luck, Big Zhuang is indeed a magical skill!"

Zhuang Zheng laughed twice, walked up and patted Gao Qiang's hand, and then went to the Mingjiao crowd. After walking a few steps, his legs were weak. A big man rushed forward to the Ruijinqi and carefully carried Zhuang Zheng back. It turned out that he had actually used all his strength to compete with his internal strength just now. At this moment, his true energy in his body was completely consumed and he had no strength. Zhuang Zheng was helped in by the man. He sat on the spot, closed his eyes and ignored his left and right.

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao Yu Yin Tianzheng looked at Zhuang Zheng. The faces of these people were not happy, but were slightly wary. The three of them looked at each other, and then they turned back and looked at Gao Qiang as if no one was around.

The six people sent the senior high school elders to shout: "Rest, rest, slut, rest quickly. Hey, the demon disciples from the Demon Cult have listened. They just finished the fight, so they have to let others take a breath!" "Hahu. Hahuhu!" Xihuazi's snoring voice changed, as if he was also accompanying Elder Gao's opinion in his dream.

Yang Xiao smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Gao said he wanted to challenge me, Ming Cult master. If you rest and fight again, why not avoid the battle today. We will compete again next month. If the Young Master wins, what will we fight next month? You will stay on my top of Guangming, how about we offer delicious food and drink?"

Elder Gao: "Fart! Let it go..."

Yan Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Then others will scream, grandpa is going to end!"

Elder Gao was furious: "Meat mouse, you have a look at it. There are so many holes in the field. Don't fall in it!"

Many disciples from the Six Sect and the Ming Cult laughed. Yan Yuan looked short and fat, but he looked like a rat. He was indeed a mouse. Moreover, his thick earth flag, the palm flag was the best at digging holes, chariots and mortars. At this moment, Elder Biao Gao said this, and he was so hurt.

Yan Yuan was furious: "Old man, if I win, I will be the first to conquer you, and I will not let you die or give birth. I will cut your limbs and throw you into the cellar to be a mouse!" "Hmm..." Elder Gao took a breath and stammered a few times. He might have thought of the miserable end of being a "human stick". In the end, he still closed his mouth and did not dare to speak.

But Monk Kongzhi said, "This, the young man should also change his clothes and fight again."

Yang Xiao nodded and said, "That's exactly what it is."

He turned his back and his whole body was shocked. He wore a white robe and escaped, spread out in the air, flew towards Gao Qiang, and flew past ten feet apart. When he arrived in front of Gao Qiang, he happened to fall from the air. Yang Xiao turned around and said lightly: "You can compete."

When the six people sent people to see Yang Xiao, someone exclaimed in surprise. The cheers in the Ming Cult were thunderous. Even Yin Tianzheng said lightly: "It's been more than ten years since we haven't seen each other. Yang Zuo's Great Transfer of the Universe has reached the second level, right?"

Yang Xiao smiled and nodded without saying a word. Gao Qiang put Yang Xiao's robe on his body. He smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose and thought to himself: "This Yang Zuozun is not young, and he still paints powder? Could it be that he had just been blowing out in the gentle place?"

He tied the embroidered belt of the white robe, bowed his hand to thank Yang Xiao, clasped his fists at Yan Yuan, and said, "Yan Qi Envoy, you can make a move."

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "It's easy to say, okay, Lao Yan, I thank you for dispelling a fierce battle between my Dutu Banner and Tianshitang that day, otherwise many brothers would have died unjustly."

Gao Qiang said seriously: "I am challenging the masters of the noble school now, but that's exactly what I mean."

Yan Yuan shook his head and said, "This is true. It's obviously because of this matter, but I love someone. Let's see the truth on our fists. Brother, I'm just going to the stage to get rid of some of your internal strength. It's just that Lao Yan, I'm the Thick Earth Flag, and I'm close to this land. Be careful."

Gao Qiang nodded and smiled without saying a word, thinking: Can you be Tu Xingsun? Even Tu Xingsun cannot escape from the stone. Could you still go to the ground?

Gao Qiang had seen Yan Yuanyu and Li Tianyuan take action. His kung fu was a little higher than Li Tianyuan, but he could not pose any major threat. Gao Qiang was now paying attention with his throat: although these people were not strong in kung fu, they were full of wisdom and were very careful. Don’t capsize in the gutter.

Yan Yuandao said offendingly, lifted up his clothes, took out two Qimen weapons from it and held them on his hands. Gao Qiang looked carefully, but it was a pair of claws, shaped like the coal-pulled claws of later generations. However, these claws were made exquisitely. Yan Yuan put five fingers inside, and the top was about one foot long, with a bright and shiny blade, and ten sharp blades were pieced together, looking like a scissor hand.

Gao Qiang was amused in his heart: Isn’t it just the extended version of the Qiankun claw he used before? He took out the Ziwei soft sword and thought, when I cut off your ten sharp claws, it will see how you fight. Yan Yuan said offended! He rolled on the ground, and retreated instead of going forward, and retreated far away. His body was as fat as a ball. He rolled on the ground at this time, and he used his leg strength and arm strength to immediately roll back and roll out, like a human flesh ball rolling, with extremely fast speed, so he was no less than a master of light skills. The six-person sect immediately started to coax: "Roll the meat ball!" "Lion ball!" "The direction is wrong! The hole is here!" "Hulu...Hulu..."

Gao Qiang was stunned and looked up at the thick earth flags in the distance. Seeing that they were all standing coldly with their fists, they were obviously quite confident in Yan Yuan. This was the first time Gao Qiang encountered such an opponent who had just escaped from the ground when they started a war. He immediately became alert. He remembered that the last time Yan Yuan fought against Li Tianyuan, he used a big flag in his hand, but it was not his weapon at hand.

During this breath, the flesh ball Yan Yuan actually rolled around the field for a while. Gao Qiang stood quietly and watched what he had done, but saw him rolling past, the ground was as smooth as a mirror. When Zhuang Zhengyu Gao Qiang took action, he left the floor tiles and broken soil, and all the barbs on the wolf teeth were pulled out of the field by him.
Chapter completed!