The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Young hero, don't be afraid!"

"Young hero, meet the enemy quickly!"

The crowd shouted.

Seeing that the burly monk was about to slap the quack with his palm, Chen Xuan let out an ouch, slipped his footsteps uncontrollably again, and pushed out his hands again, pushing towards the person in front, and the person in front pushed towards the person in front... After a series of pushes, it finally fell on the quack again.

The quack was trying to squeeze out in fear, but he was suddenly pushed, and immediately felt a surge of zhenqi rushing into his body, causing his whole body to retreat directly.

The speed of this retreat was extremely fast, it was as if a mountain had crashed.

The burly monk was slapping him on the back, but suddenly his expression changed. He felt that the speed of this man was extremely fast, and the air he was carrying was buzzing, making it difficult for him to breathe vaguely.

boom!

Click!

The burly monk let out a scream, his arm was broken by the shock, he spurted blood wildly, flew upside down on the spot, and smashed hard into the far corner of the wall.

Whoa!

The crowd was in an uproar and applauded.

The quack looked back and was about to cry again.

"Which senior is playing tricks, please stop playing tricks?"

he or something.

I call you a fairy.

He cursed in his heart.

"Young hero is great!"

"Young man, teach them a lesson!"

The crowd cheered.

Some famous people looked at each other, and they all saw that something was wrong, and swept their eyes towards the crowd, wondering and uncertain.

Qiu Yu on one side also felt incredible and looked towards the crowd.

The quack in front of him doesn't look like a master at all, but he is not a master. Why can he fly the eminent monk of the Northern Zhou Kingdom with two consecutive moves?

Who is helping him?

Mo Luoxing, who had been sitting upright on one side, had a gloomy face and sharp eyes, and looked towards the crowd, then suddenly stood up, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, your Excellency has such skill, why do you need to hide your head and show your tail, and dare not see it?" people?"

All the quacks who were applauding each showed doubts, you look at me, I look at you.

Those elders also frowned, and followed the eyes of the 'Da Ming Dharma King' to quickly look over.

'Da Ming Dharma King' Mo Luoxing suddenly moved his body, passed over the heads of the crowd, and landed on the stairs. He turned around, looked at Chen Xuan, put his hands together, and said gloomyly: "This young man, since he has Why do you need to dodge if you make a move?"

The crowd was surprised and looked at Chen Xuan.

Famous people from all directions also looked at it, wondering and wondering.

Could it be that he was acting secretly?

But this skill is too terrifying.

True Qi penetrated through so many people and directly affected the last person?

Even Qiu Yu was shocked, suddenly beautiful and slightly wrinkled, vaguely felt that the background seemed similar, she recalled it carefully, but couldn't find the trace in her mind, it was really weird.

"Master, it can be said that good things come in many ways. I just want to tell Master that there are many masters in the world, so don't underestimate anyone."

Chen Xuan said flatly.

His current state of mind has long been detached, unaffected by favor or humiliation.

"Your Excellency is very confident. Since this is the case, the monk would also like to ask Your Excellency to give you some advice."

'Da Ming Dharma King' Mo Luoxing clasped his hands together.

laugh!

He suddenly raised a finger, pointed it out like lightning, and poked at the key point in Chen Xuan's chest, roaring with vigor, reaching the extreme speed.

Chen Xuan looked calm and didn't even look at it.

puff!

The invisible finger force almost disappeared on his body surface.

Everyone's expressions changed.

What a profound skill!

He didn't move at all, and directly took the finger of 'Da Ming Dharma King'.

'Da Ming Dharma King' also shrank his pupils, showing surprise.

"Young monk, you missed your mark, Your Excellency, try my trick again!"

He suddenly moved his hands up, making the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning, his entire right palm became golden, with a powerful aura, as if he could catch a dragon and a tiger, and he slapped Chen Xuan's chest with one palm.

Chen Xuan slapped him casually and bumped into it.

boom!

The two palms clashed, and the entire ninth floor shook slightly.

puff!

'Da Ming Dharma King' Mo Luoxing was so shocked that blood gushed up, and he swallowed it again quickly, his body swayed, and he retreated in an instant, until he retreated to the wall, and then he stabilized with a bang, but his face changed. It was extremely pale, and there was a trace of white gas coming out of his mouth and nose.

If someone was watching closely, he would definitely be able to see the cold air on his body surface, with a layer of ice crystals appearing.

"Master, do you still want to learn?"

Chen Xuan asked calmly.

Mo Luoxing was shivering all over his body, the cold was overwhelming, he really couldn't speak a word, and looked closely at Chen Xuan, startled and horrified.

All the heroes were taken aback.