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I thought that Zhou Yi must be plotted against, but I didn't expect to take advantage of the situation to fight back. This move was beautiful and joyful. Artest, the old leader and others were very excited.

"We won, we won..."

But at this moment, Fengmen was furious and cursed angrily: "What a shameless little thief, you dare to cheat, use despicable means to sneak up on my disciples, and your attack is so vicious, you are simply a scum of martial arts."

"That's right, this is a contest between you and me. You actually used Tai Chi to cheat. Otherwise, how could my senior brother lose? With you bastards, how can you be my senior brother Yixiao's opponent?"

The man with the legs and legs was full of anger, as if he looked like an enemy, as if Zhou Yi was the heinous one.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi was very angry. Do these people take shamelessness for granted?

It's bright when they win.

But if he wins, is it all wrong?

However, Artest and a group of senior brothers were angry, very angry, and cursed: "How dare you speak up? Who stipulated that you can only use Bajiquan? Compared with you, we are simply too kind. "

"We compete with each other, you hide your blades in your shoes, what did we say? If you say despicable, I'm afraid no one is more despicable than you."

They really couldn't think of what kind of face this slack leg would have to call them shameless?Seeing defeat, the villain will sue first, how can there be such shameless people in the world?
"Ahh...my leg...leg, master, save me, save me..." Feng Yixiao screamed miserably.

But Artest showed no mercy, and snorted coldly: "In the contest between the two veins, I won with the eight poles and one vein."

But as soon as the words fell, Fengmen's eyes turned cold, and he rushed out even more fiercely, saying: "You are talking nonsense, dare to use despicable means to hurt my apprentice, I will make you pay back a hundred times, and break every bone of yours with my own hands."

"Little bastard, die!"

"what?"

Artest and the others were shocked, but they were shocked and angry. The head of the dignified faction actually blatantly attacked the younger generation?

Why should he be shameless?
Bullying the small with the big is really a disgrace to martial arts!

"Be careful, get out of the way." Artest and the others screamed. Although they were angry, the old man's strength was undeniable, and he was the best among the northern sects.

And the kung fu of this pair of legs is even more difficult to meet an opponent. In the Northern School, it is almost comparable to the name of a master.

Although Zhou Yi's strength is good, Artest thinks that he is stronger than him. It is absolutely impossible for him to compete with the head of the northern faction's spring legs.

Even the old master shook his head repeatedly, Fengmen's strength was dozens of times stronger than Feng Yixiao's, no matter how strong this young man was, he was not qualified.

Unless he has mastered the essence of Tai Chi and has been instructed by a Tai Chi master, he may be able to parry it.

But want to beat, whimsical!

"Master, take revenge for Brother Yixiao by crippling this bastard, breaking his limbs, picking his tendons, and making him unable to take care of himself for the rest of his life."

"A little Bajiquan successor dares to insult my Baji lineage, he doesn't know how to live or die, he is extremely arrogant."

Feng Yixiao also gritted his teeth, increased his strength, and said bitterly: "Master, I want that bastard to pay for my life!"

Facing the roars from all directions and the murderous intent coming straight to the door, Zhou Yi's face was not only not afraid, but showed a icy chill. Is this old guy going to be cruel?Are you so shameless?
That being the case, don't blame him for being rude. Although he is not a martial artist, if someone provokes him, the end will be worse than the rules.

"Old man, you asked for it yourself. If you can block my punch, I will take your surname!"

"What? A punch?"

Feng Yixiao waited for the senior brothers to be furious, a wave of anger rose, with a big tone, this kid lost his mind and went crazy?Actually thinking about knocking down the master with one punch?
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!

Let alone one punch, so what if I give you a hundred punches?

Artest, the old master and the others were also dumbfounded. They wanted to defeat the master with one punch. What kind of joke is this?Even at the peak of the old master, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"Crazy, absolutely crazy..."

When Fengmen heard this, he was immediately furious, a little bastard who doesn't know how high the heavens are and how thick the earth is, and his majestic head of the generation can be provoked by an unknown kid?
"Okay, good, I'll kill you boy!"

While speaking, his figure jumped up high, like a strong pine tree, with a height of three meters. With a burst of momentum, he sprang his legs and struck out, like a falcon trampling on him.

"Eagle step!"

Seeing this kick close in front of his eyes, Zhou Yi seemed to be reciting something silently, triggering a mysterious formula, a warm current gushed out of his body, gathered on his right fist, his muscles bulged, full of explosive power.

"One punch, blow you up, break!"

When fists and feet collided, there was a muffled sound in the air.

However, in just a second, everyone saw a figure like a torn sack flying upside down.

Master won!

Feng Yixiao and others laughed wildly and looked around.

But in an instant, the five smirking expressions froze there, their eyes widened, the eyeballs were eager to jump out twice, and their jaws became O-shaped.

"This... how is this possible?"

The person who was beaten into the air turned out to be the master!The head of the spring leg line... the damper!
"No...impossible, this is not true, what did you do? What despicable and shameless means did you use to harm my master? You are just an ant in the trash, how can you be my master's opponent?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Feng Yixiao and the others screamed and cursed, but their scalps were about to explode, as if they were going crazy.

Not to mention them, Artest, the old master and others were also dumbfounded, what happened?In such an instant, the head of the spring leg, the damper, was defeated?
It was really blown away with a punch!
Is it fake?Or two reeds?
Just when he was horrified, the damper who had been knocked into the air slowly stood up, and Zhou Yi followed him, but in the next second, the damper opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his right leg softened, and he knelt down towards Zhou Yi go down.

"Ah...ah no, you...you actually broke my leg and foot bones with one punch, no...impossible..."

"Who the hell are you?" Fengmen screamed in terror with his eyes red, and there was a heart-pounding pain from his right foot, and his entire right leg seemed to be broken.

That punch was too strong!
But with a smile, Artest and the others completely froze!

When the whole audience was sluggish, Zhou Yi slowly closed his fists and breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "I am Artest!"

"With your three-legged cat skills, you have the nerve to come here to embarrass yourself? Do you think you are invincible? Hmph, there are countless masters in the world..."

This sarcasm made Fengmen's face turn red, but he gritted his teeth, concealed his resentment, and hurriedly said with the support of a group of apprentices: "Let's go, let's go..."

Feng Yixiao was full of dissatisfaction, no one had ever dared to treat him like this, and even dared to break his leg?He said cruelly: "Bastard, you wait for me, I will definitely kill you all."

Hearing this, Artest had a flash of murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Zhou, you can't let the tiger go back to the mountain."

This group of people has bad intentions, and what they do is too vicious. If they let them go today, they will embarrass themselves in the future. Although he will not provoke others, others will always provoke him wantonly.

What Zhou Yi said to him before made him finally understand that only being strong can he not be bullied.

But Zhou Yi shook his head, motioned his dozen or so brothers who were struggling to pick up the sticks to put down, made a random phone call, and there was no more after that.

Seeing this, Artest and the others were puzzled, but Zhou Yi was their savior, so they all chose to believe him. The old master was also rescued, his face was covered with blood, and his spirit was depressed for a while.

After suffering such a great humiliation, it was not a big blow to him, but it hurt in his body but pierced in his heart.

Is it that hard to be a good person?Why do good people always get bullied?
Just when the old master was heartbroken and was full of thoughts, suddenly, an apprentice looked at an explosive news that popped up on his mobile phone, and screamed involuntarily: "Master...Master, something happened, then...those bastards are all dead! !"