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Chapter 1145
The woman in the yellow shirt next to her also stepped aside to watch Ying Wugou from the Beggar Clan fight with the three Shaolin monks.

"Du Juntai!" Zeng Yunfeng said with his eyes closed.

"Yes, helmsman!"

"Look carefully, most of the disciples of the Blood Refining Hall are not here, and today you can see the mystery of Shaoyang Kungfu, so this trip is worthwhile."

"Yes, rudder master!"

Zeng Yunfeng suddenly got lucky, and everyone felt that the air was starting to heat up again. Although the wind from Liantian Peak was blowing gently, people were very cool, but at this moment, everyone felt as if they were standing under a scorching sun.

Zeng Yunfeng didn't stop at all, with a slight kick, his whole body shot out like a sharp sword.

"So fast!" Yin Yewang exclaimed.

Faster people could not see the trace of this figure, only the area where the white-browed old monk was, was beaten to the point of sinking.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Before the sentence was finished, another area where the old monk in black robes was located also exploded and flew away, and huge stones fell apart in all directions.

The flying and exploding gravel caused everyone in the martial arts world to stretch out their hands to cover it, and many people were directly scratched by the gravel.

"Back back, back up." He Taichong said.

"Disciples whose martial arts are not advanced in each sect retreat to the back." He Taichong made a decisive decision and asked all the disciples to move to the back.

This kind of martial arts duel scene is really a scene where flying sand and walking stones can hurt people's lives. Don't miss the excitement at that time, and turn yourself into a lively scene.

"Dragon fights in the wild!" Everyone heard a loud shout in the field, and only felt their ears buzzing.

The white-bearded and white-haired monk suddenly received Zeng Yunfeng's palm, and the pounding air wave made the surrounding pines rattle.

There was only a sound of bone cracking, and the old monk with white beard and white hair endured the severe pain in his left hand, and slapped Zeng Yunfeng with his backhand, but Zeng Yunfeng's figure flashed and disappeared, and then he slapped another palm in black. Where the monks in black robes.

The black-clothed monk received Zeng Yunfeng's palm, but was defeated by Zeng Yunfeng's palm, and he froze in the air.

"Students of the beggar gang pay attention, this is the most exquisite move in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragons." As he spoke, everyone saw a huge crimson dragon coming out of his palm.

Kong Zhi panicked and said, "Master Ying, please show mercy!"

Everyone only heard a dragon chant, and then the black-clothed, black-robed and black-bearded monk was suddenly surrounded by a giant dragon.

Others among them talked one after another, they didn't know which move it was from Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Only Wudang faction Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice: "Kanglong has regrets!"

Everyone only heard a bang, and the black-robed monk fell heavily to the ground. The area where he was located collapsed, and the broken stones flew around.

The pine forest behind the old man in black was smashed and broken, and gray smoke was everywhere.

"Junior brother!" The monk with white beard and white hair who had a broken arm just now and was blind in one eye cried out.

However, amidst the scattered smoke and dust, a figure suddenly swung forward and struck Zeng Yunfeng on the back.

"Prajna Vajra Palm!" Wudang faction Yin Liting and Wudang faction Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up, they clearly saw this move, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

The Boruo Vajra palm in Shaolin Changmei monk's hand directly imprinted on Zeng Yunfeng's back, Zeng Yunfeng did not move at all, he accepted the move forcefully, and said: "This is the essence of the iron bone technique, the iron bone technique! "Stomping their feet, everyone felt the ground tremble slightly. The white-browed old monk who just hit Zeng Yunfeng felt a huge force and internal force coming from his arm, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on his head, and then flew upside down. He fell to the ground and fell as far as three feet on the ground.

A stream of blood gushed out from the mouth of the long-browed old monk like a spring, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

"Ying Wugou, you are too presumptuous!" Saying that, the woman in the yellow shirt walked straight forward.

Zeng Yunfeng raised his eyes abruptly, and the woman in the yellow shirt felt a stern light in Zeng Yunfeng's eyes shooting at her, "Take the mouse, meddle in your own business!"

The woman's reaction was also sudden and fast, her whole body flew up suddenly, and with a flash in her hand, a stone was shot at Zeng Yunfeng like a sharp sword.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Yunfeng's eyes narrowed, "Supernatural powers!"

"Wave hands!"

Zeng Yunfeng stomped his foot on the ground, and then grabbed it with his left hand. The clods on the ground were lifted by him. He hit the ground with his palm, and the flying clods flew towards the stones that were just shot, knocking the stones upside down. And back.

But his whole body slammed on the ground, and his figure flashed towards the woman in the yellow shirt.

The astonishment in the eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt was hard to conceal, and Zeng Yunfeng's speed was so fast that she couldn't imagine it.

Everyone felt that another wave of wind was coming, like a gust of wind, blowing everyone to this side, and the ground in the field was shattered bit by bit, scattered around like a spider web.

"Retreat again! Disciples with low skills retreat to Liantian Peak!" Tang Wenliang's face was serious.

The land of Liantian Peak in Shaoshi Mountain was cracked inch by inch and opened and closed in all directions, opening gaps one after another.

The woman in the yellow shirt dodged away with indifference in her eyes, like a god bending down to look at the world.

She stretched out her hand and hit Zeng Yunfeng with a palm. This palm seemed to be light and light, but Zeng Yunfeng knew that the power contained in this palm might definitely not be lower than Zhang Sanfeng's full blow.

His right hand turned into a sword finger and swiped towards the palm of the woman in yellow.

Just at this moment, everyone saw a ray of light draw a semicircle in the sky, and the fog in the sky was swept away, the woman in yellow shirt suddenly lost her palm strength, and she also slammed into the body, avoiding the blow.

Then I saw the surrounding trees tilted and fell to the ground like silky smooth as if they had been cut by something.

Zeng Yunfeng reversed his body shape and turned his body forward like a crocodile. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's wrist in yellow. With a voice, "The Monument Thrower!"

The force came from the ground, and the woman in the yellow shirt felt a huge force coming from her wrist. Her body involuntarily swung half a circle in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Everyone felt the ground tremble again.

Zhou Dian said in amazement: "This Ying Wugou is really ruthless and merciless. He is so cute and cute. He actually uses ruthless methods. He is really good at it. Alas, he will never want to find a woman in his life. Come on with Zhou Dian." Same, forget about being a bachelor.”

Zhao Min next to him gave him a blank look, seeing Zeng Yunfeng's ruthless methods, all the women present were terrified.

Du Juntai muttered to himself, "The Throwing Stele Hand is a move in Shaoyang Fist, and it's a very common move. I didn't expect this move to be used by the helmsman here."

Shaoyang Boxing has a variety of skills, including Yunshou Hard Boxing, Soft Boxing, and many martial arts methods, while the Stone Throwing Hand is exactly the technique of Steel Boxing.

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