Chapter 89

"Have two sons."

Yang liehu's pupils shrank sharply, his body flashed, his bones crackled, the wind danced around, the light and darkness intertwined, and made a "clang" sound.

Two teenagers of the same age, two equal spirits of war, majestic and fierce, crashed together.

After a breath, their figures entangled in the moonlight and melted into emptiness at the same time.

The shadow turns to emptiness, and there is no residual shadow. Their body method is so fast that it is difficult for ordinary people to catch it with the naked eye. Even many main peak disciples can only see a light white line drawn from time to time in the dark night, as if flour accidentally fell on the black cloth and was soon dispersed.

The icy and cold Qi force dispersed and pushed the disciples of the inner and outer doors to retreat gradually in all directions. From time to time, there was a dull sound in the air, like thunder and beating drums. Before long, an unmanned area of 30 steps square was vacated in the Yandao fighting field. The moonlight shines down, and occasionally you can see the lightning entangled virtual shadow and splashing blood, which describe how fierce the secret battle between the two people is.

But soon, even half a column of incense could not be found, and the two virtual shadows in the unmanned area gradually turned into reality.

Yang liehu took the lead in showing his body shape, and Fang Jie and Wang Cheng "clattered" in their hearts.

Yang liehu was holding a gun in one hand. His black robe had been broken into cloth strips. There were barefaced blood wounds everywhere, with disheveled hair, bruised nose and face, and shortness of breath.

It seemed that he felt the crisis. Yang liehu's face changed dramatically. He changed from holding the gun with one hand to holding the gun with both hands. He drank fiercely and put a fine gun curtain in front of him.

Another virtual shadow gradually appeared in the air.

Poof!

Just like cold ice meets boiling water, the gun curtain melts and collapses under LV Ping's fist strength.

Looking at the embarrassed Yang liehu and then looking at LV Ping in neat clothes, exclamations burst out in the crowd.

Everyone thought it would be at least a close battle.

But unexpectedly, it was a one-sided situation!

The external disciple who came out of nowhere beat Yang liehu with an overwhelming advantage! Even if Yang liehu had already applied the seven grade method of "Yang's xuanbing gun", he could not take advantage of it.

Yang liehu obviously hasn't given up. Seeing that LV Ping's fist is about to blow to his chest, he roars, pinches the seal in his left hand and holds his palm. The five-color brilliance overflows from his fingers and boldly welcomes him.

"A thousand troops are defeated!"

This move is the most domineering one in the "Yang family batian palm" of Qipin. It integrates hardness and softness. With the potential of thousands of troops, it can also take advantage of the five elements. In addition, Yang liehu breaks through the buss and sink the boat, and vaguely pushes this palm to an unimaginable level.

As soon as this palm was hit, it had made a crackling sound. The Qi of five elements flowed in the air and was sucked into the bottom of the palm by Yang liehu. Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, as well as the unique Zhenyuan of the Taoist family of the immortal family of the great Zhou Dynasty, the power of this palm is so powerful that even many of the top 20 main peak disciples are moved by it!

"So weak."

LV Ping was expressionless, opened his mouth and breathed, and two black and gold gases spewed out of his nose.

The ancient dark lines were reflected in LV Ping's eyes. His temperament changed instantly, the strength of his arm increased sharply, and a lightning punch hit Yang liehu's palm.

Bang!

The air is torn, the five elements are broken!

Yang liehu retreated 30 steps and finally fell to the ground with a plop! Black blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, the left arm was loose, the bones were broken, the brilliance in the eyes was peeling off, and the face was impersonal.

The audience was silent, leaving only Yang liehu's heavy breathing, which revealed despair and unwillingness.

Elder Duan and evil master Dang looked at each other too much and showed surprise.

"Boy, how long have you been in the mountain gate?" old Duan coughed and asked.

"Half a month." Lu Ping said as he walked forward.

"Half a month?" elder Duan frowned slightly: "what's the surname of the elder who preached your Dharma?"

"Luo," said LV Ping.

Last name Luo?

The elders frowned and thought hard. The disciples also whispered and discussed whether there was an elder surnamed Luo in the empty mountain boundary.

You know, Yang liehu is not a person who has earned a false reputation. A descendant of the Yang family of the immortal Taoist family of the great Zhou Dynasty, he brought his art into the mountain and was proficient in the seven grades of the Yang family. Since a year ago, Yang liehu has challenged the last three disciples of the main peak every other month to build the foundation successfully with the third-order state of building the foundation.

The seven main peaks began to pay attention to Yang liehu very early. You don't have to think about it. Once Yang liehu breaks through the fourth step of building the foundation and has the qualification to promote the main peak, it will cause the seven peaks to compete.

Such a genius was defeated by an unknown external disciple!

After entering the mountain gate for only half a month, he crossed more than a thousand ranks and defeated the first disciple of the inner gate at one fell swoop! The means are hot and ruthless, the temperament is detached and independent, and the age is not big. This LV Ping is definitely a creative talent worthy of key cultivation!

What makes elder Duan and others more curious is the elder who discovered LV Ping and taught him skills. With vision, courage and indifference, he cultivated a genius who can match the four leading figures in the future. This elder is also extraordinary.

But I haven't heard of such a person in the outer door.

The moon is like water, like dense mercury, covering the Yandao arena.

At the foot of the steps, LV Ping stopped.

Buzz!

The crowd was boiling.

On the steps, Luo Chuan smiled. LV Ping stood under the steps and looked directly at Luo Chuan.

"Crazy! Really crazy! Does he have to challenge the main peak disciple!"

"The bottom of the outer gate, beat the top three of the inner gate, and want to continue to challenge the main peak disciples... Do I have to produce a genius at the level of ten young CHILDES in the empty mountain?"

"Fight, fight! Really, what kind of main peak disciple is Luo Chuan? I don't think he is the opponent of Fang Jie and Wang Cheng! How can he beat elder martial brother Lv."

"Wow, elder martial brother Lu is so handsome..."

The empty mountain boundary tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

LV Ping, a silent and unknown external disciple before tonight, is a blockbuster and has no difference in the limelight. Leaders like Xiang Shaoyu are inferior, and they are infinitely close to the four leading disciples Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and LV Boya.

It is not because LV Ping's strength in defeating Yang liehu is not inferior to that of Luo Fei and others, but also because of LV Ping's transcendent temperament without affectation. Such temperament is only owned by Luo Fei and Huo Jun among the young generation in the empty mountain world.

No publicity, no arrogance, but really superior.

"War!"

"War!"

"War!"

"War!"

……

The crowd began to boil. The disciples inside and outside the Yandao arena shouted wildly. They looked at LV Ping's back, full of admiration and admiration, as if they were watching a rising new leader.

With the help of Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, Yang liehu shook up and said nothing. His dark eyes were full of loss.

Duan Changlao looked at the evil master and smiled bitterly. Dang devil looked at Luo Chuan and LV Ping, frowning and vaguely remembering something.

Among the crowd, Wang Xiazi stood with his arms in his arms, his mouth cocked up, complacent and full of a sense of superiority. Only he guessed what might happen next.

The cheers of the disciples of the empty mountain circle echoed in his ears, and LV Ping was surging.

In just one year, he embarked on a fairyland that was once out of reach.

The immortal family disciple, who only existed in the legend, was defeated easily by him.

But he will never forget who gave all this.

Raising his head, Lu Ping looked up at Luo Chuan with a fanatical face.

The cheers broke out to the extreme! But in a flash, it suddenly stopped!

In everyone's dull eyes, the handsome boy bent down, knelt on one knee, bowed his head deeply, and looked incomparably pious.

"Childe."

"Childe" sounded like a stone breaking the sky, and the waves echoed in the bottom of everyone's heart.

All sounds disappear in an instant.

Luo Fei and Yan Daoming's pupils shrank sharply and stared at the linen robed boy standing quietly in the darkness of the steps.

Xiang Shaoyu has a big mouth. It's incredible.

Yang liehu looked pale and surprised at Luo Chuan. They suddenly understood why LV Ping would do so hard.

"Originally, it's the 'Luo Changlao'." elder Duan sighed lightly and looked at Luo Chuan with a new look.

The elders nearby also showed their Zheng Zhong color and looked at each other with a bitter smile.

Dang magician glanced at Luo Chuan and said coldly, "continue to group. The inner and outer disciples are scattered."

This young man was clearly the little servant around Luochuan, Wuhua city that year. A little servant swept the top three in front of the gate in the boundary of emptiness mountain. What kind of mysterious inheritance does Luochuan have? It's so terrible!

Abbess spoke, and the disciples inside and outside were reluctant to give up. They walked out of the Yandao arena step by step.

LV Ping got up, looked at Luo Chuan, turned to go, and three people, Yang liehu, appeared in front of him.

Without squinting, LV Ping's footsteps were just raised, and Yang liehu's voice sounded in his ear.

"Your skills are really all handed down by Luochuan?" Yang liehu coughed violently and looked into LV Ping's eyes.

"Nonsense." Lu Ping kept walking forward.

"How much have you learned?" Yang liehu stared at LV Ping's back and asked loudly.

Everyone, whether the main peak disciples or elders, listened attentively and quietly.

LV Ping walked slowly, turned back, looked deeply at Yang liehu, and suddenly smiled: "if you want to kill me, you can kill me within half a move."

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(the tickets haven't arrived this week, but everyone is too enthusiastic. We should pay more attention in advance. We can't be so naughty next week. We must arrive first. We announce a group number: 271639730. Many children's shoes have joined the empty mountain boundary. The empty mountain boundary is just the beginning. Let's wait for the near future, Tianchen Buzhou, Jiulong Xianting, etc.)