Chapter 1947

Zhang Cunyi took a look at Li Yundong and was very dissatisfied. He sneered: "immortal Li, why don't you come on? Ah, I just remembered that you can't play anymore! Hahaha, so, you, just watch quietly!"

As soon as he said this, Ziyuan, Ruan Hongling and fox Zen immediately became angry.

Su Chan pulled Li Yundong's sleeve and whispered, "headmaster, some people bite LV Dongbin and don't know good people. You'd better stop talking."

Ruan Hongling shouted angrily, "Zhang Cunyi, how can you be kind as a donkey's liver and lung?"

Zhang Cunyi glanced at her and sneered, "Li Zhenzhen, I think you'd better take care of your men!"

Ruan Hongling shouted angrily. Subconsciously, she wanted to stand up and scold Zhang Cunyi. Ziyuan immediately grabbed her and scolded her in a low voice: "what are you doing? Do you want to be ashamed? Sit down. If Zhang Cunyi doesn't appreciate it, let him live and die. We don't have to live with ourselves."

Ruan Hongling snorted heavily, "I've never seen such a narrow-minded man! Damn it!"

Li Yundong shook his head. He slowly sat down, sighed and said, "Alas... Zhang Cunyi is so careless. I'm afraid it's more or less bad!"

Ruan Hongling said angrily, "then let him be ugly. Will there be no one in China's spiritual world if we lose him?"

Li Yundong sighed: "these Japanese look down on our Chinese cultivation world. If they lose, they won't fight you, and then go back to publicize how they can defeat our masters in the Chinese cultivation world. What do you do?"

Ruan Hongling was stunned and said, "won't you be so shameless?"

Ziyuan said, "it's very possible. This kind of thing often happens in the martial arts world, and it hasn't happened in the spiritual world!"

At this time, they abandoned their prejudices and looked worried to the field.

At this time, Zhang Cunyi arched his hand at Shenxiu. He said in a loud voice, "haven't you asked your friend's name yet?"

Shenxiu bowed and said, "I'm Shenxiu, the 45th generation disciple of gaoye in the true word Tantra, please give me more advice!"

As soon as they heard this, they laughed and said, "Shenxiu? Hey, how did you take the name of master Shenxiu, the founder of North China Zen?"

Shenxiu turned a deaf ear, still smiled slightly on his face, and looked at his opponent with fixed eyes.

Zhang Cunyi smiled and said, "I'm Zhang Cunyi, the 56th generation descendant of Qingyang palace in Sichuan, please give me some advice!" after that, he bowed his body with a virtual step, gently touched the ground with his toes, explored the ground and put on a posture of swimming dragon Bagua palm.

They pointed out that Zhang Cunyi had a solid foundation under his feet, just like the roots of an old tree, and his clothes were like the wind, as if the wind were like a valley. Obviously, it was the essence of the eight trigrams palm.

Li Yundong looked in his eyes and nodded slightly: "fortunately, Zhang Cunyi's skills are good. He is worthy of being behind a famous family."

Ziyuan also agreed: "it's really good. I don't know what Kung Fu this God show uses."

While they were talking, they saw Shenxiu take an arrow step. His right hand was in front, his four fingers were close together, and his thumb was buckled inside, just like a steel knife standing high. His right hand was bent close to his body and clenched into a fist, like a cannon that would explode at any time.