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Five hundred and ninetieth chapters palm through the body, smile without

call!

The horse is as fast as the wind and arrives in a blink of an eye.

The leader turned over and fell directly from the horse. He patted his palms continuously, and the hot palm wind whistled, urging the lilac mist that spread out and gathered together.

Ancient martial arts, the first innate palm, the prairie fire!

"Oh? Lin Yu on the grassland? That registered disciple of Chen Qian?" Looking at Lin Yu's angular face, Tang Que licked his tongue, "It's interesting." He grinned, stared at Lin Yu with his eyes, and finally shook his head, "But it's not easy to kill, okay, today is full of fun, then Tang will say goodbye first."

After the words came to an end, the young man who had just killed two people and caused everyone to fall to his feet, his body swaying, his body swayed, and his body was scattered, and his body was scattered.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

At this time, the dozen or so big horses that came with Lin Yu had arrived. The woman in a blue skirt turned over and fell down, reached out and wiped her arms, and then shook her out.

The refreshing rain drifted away with her movements.

The Medical Sect’s free hand, and sweet rain comes from the sky!

Light, cool, fresh.

A trace of coolness fell on everyone's body, and everyone felt refreshed. The fishy and sweet smell that invaded the nose was swept away. The shaking body stopped, and the sour limbs stopped, and they had just returned to their state directly.

"Is this...detoxification?"

"So amazing, the poison has really been relieved, and my true energy has been smooth again!"

"Who is this woman? She can easily eliminate the poison. With this trick alone, she can compare with some famous doctors in the martial arts world."

Just as the comments were heard, the woman in blue changed her expression, and a soft whisper suddenly came from behind.

"Lan Ruolan, your medical skills are higher than before, it's really hard to help..."

After the words came, dozens of cold lights roared past, covering most of the space in a blink of an eye, leaving countless blood holes all over the woman in blue.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At this time, a large number of sounds breaking through the air came quickly, carrying an unparalleled momentum, and in a flash, the cold lights broke one after another.

Crazy.

Amid the dense sound of landing, the sharp cross-section of the sharp blade and a large pile of square hole copper coins fell down at the same time.

Those around who saw this scene widened their eyes.

The one who came through the air and smashed the sharp blade was this copper plate!

Using money as an escort is nothing new, but these hidden weapons are mostly used to attack, harass, or simply to take advantage of the enemy's inadvertent behavior and hurt the body.

However, it is rare to have such a skill to directly smash weapons with copper plates. These sharp blades have a great reputation in the world. The refining method is special and the degree of toughness is far beyond ordinary swords. Compared with them, the texture of copper coins is much weaker. But now, after a collision, the broken ones are sharp blades, but the copper coins are intact.

However, the sharp blade broke and the light purple mist floated out again, which made many people change their faces, obviously feeling scared.

suck!

Suddenly, the air flow surging, and the mist floated away and was swallowed directly into his mouth by a man in the Taoist robe in the horse team!

The Taoist still grabbed a copper plate in his right hand.

After swallowing, a ball of visible bulge on Taoist's neck slid into his abdomen, and then he smacked his lips: "It's not toxic, it's not enough to plug the gaps in the teeth. Tang Que, you still need to work hard." While speaking, his right hand looked forward like lightning, and the copper plate in his palm shot out, not leaving, but surrounding his body.

Yuhua Dao, Great Zhoutian Hand!

Turn!

The true energy surged and turned into an iron wall!

The copper plate melts into water and moves around.

when!

Amid the dull impact, Tang Que, wearing a crimson purple brocade suit, slashed on the copper water with a knife. The sound made a resonance on the ground around him and shocked all parties.

"Uncle Chen is worthy of being the inheritor of Yuhua Dao. He has made progress again than a year and a half ago." Tang Que grinned, "Forget it, fighting with you is meaningless. If Chen Qian is here, killing you in front of him will be meaningful. Let's leave it in the future. I'll retreat first. This time I'm not a scam..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a burst of ice coming from behind him!

decline!

The air temperature dropped rapidly and the water vapor condensed. Everyone gathered here suddenly found that the air exhaled from their mouths actually condensed into mist!

Tang Que, who was the first to be hit, had a thin layer of ice condensed on his hair. He turned his head and looked at it. The figure of Lin Yu was slapped in one palm, and the wind surging was surging, five feet apart, and the cold air in his palm invaded, as thick as ink!

The first innate palm, the three nine styles!

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The ice layer condensed on Tang Que's body, almost imprisoning his movements.

"It's interesting." With a whisper, Lin Yu's palm hit Tang Que's body, and the latter was broken and was pierced through the crackling sound!

"Good guy! Awesome! Kill the enemy with one palm!"

"The northern lion is well-known! I didn't expect the mad demon to die here!"

"This palm is enough to shock the enemy's heart. It is powerful and brave, and the cold air is dissipated. It is even more mysterious! Even Tang Que wants to drink hatred."

Awesomeness followed.

"Huh?" Lin Yu pierced through Tang Que with his palm, but his eyelids hopped. There was no joy in defeating the enemy on his face, but instead he showed a faint look of surprise.

Just as his light ejaculation fell, a crisp explosion came from his hand. Tang Que, who was penetrated by his palm, was scattered all over, his body twisted and turned into a crimson purple vortex.

"What a set of ancient heritage. This conference is getting more and more interesting. I'm really looking forward to it."

The arrogant laughter sounded, the purple vortex became smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared without a trace, leaving only a fragment of broken ice around, but Tang Que disappeared.

"Is this laughter? It's Tang Que's voice!"

"Tang Que is not dead? He was pierced through his palm and did not die?"

"He ran away? Why was there no trace? No trace of blood was left!"

"Mad Demon Tang Que, what secret does this person hide?" Lin Yu turned around, looked down at his right palm, and then his true energy surged, turned into glass color according to the ancient method, and swung it suddenly.

Bang!

The martial will that remained in his hands and wanted to invade flesh and blood was stripped out, turned into glass, and fell to the ground and became amber.

On the other side, Lan Ruolan and Qi Shuren had already helped everyone detoxify. On the other side, Uncle Chen's face on the horse's back changed rapidly, from red to purple, and finally burped, and was full of energy.

Behind him, Di Fengyou, who was sitting on the horse, looked around, suddenly stunned, and then looked happy. He found Nie Lun's figure in the crowd and immediately waved his hand to dismount.

"These people are so powerful. Where did they come from? Even the crazy demon Tang Que was forced away. Do they want to become famous in the Heroes Conference?"

"The Linyu is known as the prairie lion and the northern lion. It has long been famous. In recent years, it has crossed the grasslands and won one of them. Recently, it has even broken through Hemen Pass. It is normal to have such skills, and others have some faces."

"I know that man, named Qi Shuren, is a disciple of the Zhongzhou miracle doctor. I saw him when I was seeking medical treatment..."

In the crowd, everyone looked at Lin Yu, Uncle Chen and his group, and they couldn't help but talk.

"I don't know what kind of backstage they have. If they don't have a backstage, they will go to the Hero Conference. The more capable they are, the more suppressed they will be." At this time, someone sighed.

But as soon as this man finished speaking, he heard a sneer coming from behind.

"Backstage? The backstage of these people is no less than that of several major sects. Once they go, this conference will be very interesting!"

"who?"

Everyone looked in the voice and soon found an old man with messy hair at the end of the crowd. The old man was sitting on the ground, holding a wine pot in one hand and chicken legs in the other, drinking and eating meat on his own, but the words just now were undoubtedly from him.

When he saw his outfit, no one dared to underestimate him. Walking in the world, the more strange the characters he looks, the more difficult and dangerous they are.

"I don't know what the senior said means, can I say it clearly?"

The sloppy old man was not in a hurry to answer when he heard this. He swallowed the meat in his mouth, took another big sip of wine, and then smiled and said, "Little guys, don't say the old man, you will know soon, don't worry."

As he said that, he stood up staggeringly and took a step forward as if he was casually.

Swish!

A figure flashed and the person was already fifty feet away.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils were tightening. Only then did they realize that they had met a senior master. Of course, they didn't dare to ask questions. They had to shake their heads and sigh. Some were regretful and some were glad, and then they saw that the person had left, so they set off on their own and headed towards Qianshan.

On the other hand, Nie Lun and Di Feng reminisced the past, asked their two disciples to greet each other, and then introduced Yu Jiaming to everyone. After a few simple conversations, the group followed Lin Yu and others and boarded the road again and left. After all, this is not a good place to reminisce.

As for the Qing Meng of the Lingxiu Sect and the Xuandao monk from Xiaofan Temple, they have long disappeared.

As all parties left, order was quickly restored on the road. The two corpses were taken away by themselves, but the blood on the side was difficult to wash away. However, people came and went, dust was flying, and they were quickly covered. Everyone was from the world. Even if they saw the blood on the roadside, they didn't think it was strange.

In the distance of Chidao, in the woods halfway up the mountain, the sloppy old man lay on the branch, raised his hand and drank a sip of wine, looked at the people coming and going on the Chidao, and shook his head: "I don't know how many people will die this time, but that kid is very martial, but he is not bloodthirsty, and he should have room for maneuver."

As he said that, he swallowed the last piece of meat in his hand in one bite.

"Speaking of this, I don't know where that kid is now. With his personality, such a good opportunity must come, but I don't know when he will arrive."

……………………

The Red-Headed Forest is composed of hills and woods. It belongs to the branch of Zhongshan and is about three days away from Qianshan.

At this time, the sun sets in the west, and the hunters passing through the forest stop and return.

The woods at night are full of dangers.

"Senior, today's dinner is ready."

Deep in the dense jungle, a thin figure staggered, with a tired face, but his eyes were bright and vivid. He was holding two gray rabbits in his hand and gradually approached a fire.

Bang!

The branches exploded in the fire, and the tongues of fire pounded, reflecting the red face of Chen Qian beside the fire.
Chapter completed!
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