Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 121 You are not my opponent
After about a meal, there was a lot of smoke and dust on the official road coming from Sanyuan Town.

A group of people appeared in He Yuan's sight.When they got close, more than a dozen knights roared and grabbed their horses.

The warriors who were stopped by He Yuan before saw the backer coming, and hurriedly carried the injured companion to report.

During this period of time, He Yuan also estimated that there were about 50 or [-] people in the other party, including monks and warriors of various ethnic groups.The clothing and hair color of these people are varied.

He Yuan, who was watching, saw the warriors in the front row of the other party get out of the way, and the four monks came out more and more, and the rest of the monks lined up in several teams in an orderly manner and followed behind.Those few should be the heads of each other.

Several monks saw the scene of the official road.

A middle-aged monk with a yellow hat and red robe looked at Toutuo who was blocking the official road.

"The old monk is Luo Sang of the Xinlu Sect. Are you He Yuan? You were the one who injured my disciple in Xiaoyangjin?"

He Yuan nodded.

"Among the people who killed the disciples of the Juga sect last night, were you one?" This fan monk can speak Chinese, but he can't pronounce clearly.

He Yuan had a half-knowledge, "Who? I don't know what you're talking about." However, it wasn't his fault, so he didn't blame himself.He Yuan simply made it clear: "Okay, let's figure out how to solve it, let's draw the Tao."

The yellow hat monk probably thought about what he heard in his mind before he understood the meaning.

"it is good!"

With a wave of his hand, two disciples walked out behind him.

He Yuan raised his hand to stop the other party: "Wait a minute. We have dealt with each other before. If you want revenge, then have a good fight. You'd better fight if you can."

The yellow hat monk laughed and did not change.The two young red-robed monks couldn't understand He Yuan's words, but they could see that they were not taken seriously.After receiving the master's message, he flashed his weapons and rushed towards He Yuan from left to right.

Luo Sang, the yellow hat monk, was the leader of the Xinlu faction.He is not an arrogant person, they already have some information about He Yuan.That's why a trial arrangement was made.However, the news they got was the battle situation in Xiaoyangjin.At that time, Hong Qi, the head of the beggar gang, was the one who showed off the most.The understanding of He Yuan can only be said to be incomplete.

The vajra on the left arrived first, and with a loud roar, it swept across towards He Yuan.

In He Yuan's view, the opponent's combined attacks had too many loopholes.Sideways avoiding the vajra, lifted the coral stick, and tapped it in the middle of the vajra.

Fan Seng only felt that the weapon in his hand sank, and he felt a little uncontrollable. In order not to lose his balance, he took a step forward.

This time he hit He Yuan's trap, he swept his leg and kicked the opponent's leg that had nowhere to focus.The method of hooking the leg in the grasping hand is already very ingenious when used at this time.Borrowing the strength of the opponent's forward rush, Fan Monk easily lost his center of gravity at that time, sat on the ground in a split-horse posture, and dropped his weapon.The fan monk uttered a hoarse mourning cry, which made many people's hairs stand on end.

At the same time, He Yuan avoided another monk's saber.Pointing back, like eyes behind the back, it was precisely on the large acupoint on the back of the injured monk's head.The strength of Maha Finger came out, and the piercing screams stopped abruptly.

The rest of the monks missed with their swords, and were about to draw their swords to strike again, when He Yuan saw his opening, and swung his coral staff across, sending the monks with their swords flying a foot away.

The arena was silent.

Many people who react slowly have not yet seen what is going on.The faces of the four leaders changed color.They have tried to overestimate the opponent, but this is too fast.The two proud disciples lost so simply?Are there four or five tricks?
Nothing came out.

Several leaders exchanged opinions with their eyes.

No need to try, just use the power of thunder to destroy the opponent.

Seeing what his own people meant, Renzeng, the elder of the Xinlu sect, stepped out.

This foreign monk is tall and thin, like a bamboo pole carrying a red monk's robe.Every time this person took a step forward, the sleeves of his robe bulged without wind.

He Yuan looked at the opponent's posture and knew that he had met a strong opponent.

Ren Zeng made a mudra with his hands, and when the two of them were still more than ten feet away, he put his arms in a circle, and the internal energy he had accumulated just now was suddenly activated.A gust of wind hit He Yuan like a catapult.

He Yuan learned from many sources that no matter how strong the internal skills of a master in the arena, it is impossible to injure someone from such a distance. However, Ren Zeng's blow really overturned He Yuan's understanding.

Every time the opponent takes a step forward, the internal energy accumulated in his body will be strengthened. If the opponent fully uses this kind of mysterious kung fu, he will not be sure to deal with it.

He reacted instinctively in an instant, shook the coral stick in his hand, pointed the tail of the stick at the center of the strong wind, and stabbed down.

Just listen to the sound of "嗤—嗤——".The tail of the staff was like a sharp cone, it broke through the strong wind, and the momentum continued, piercing Renzeng's face.

Facing the fierce stab, Ren Zeng was confident, he turned his left hand into a fist, and raised his arm to seal the frame.With his right hand pinching the seal of light, he pushed towards He Yuan.When Ren Zeng sent out this blow, he used the Hidden Dragon Vessel Shifting Technique.After the completion of this special kung fu, you can freely mobilize the internal energy and strength of the whole body, gather them in one place and send them out.This force is often greater than imagined.

He Yuan doesn't understand the three chakras and seven chakras of Esoteric Buddhism.However, the handprint that Renzeng made was three points larger than the naked eye, and it carried a powerful force. This man's moves were clumsy, but his power was extremely powerful.

Worried that the opponent's skill is getting stronger and stronger, recalling Hong Qi's method, the skill of Vajra Fist was concentrated with his left hand, and he slammed towards Renzeng's handprint.

"Bang—" there was a muffled sound.After the two collided with all their strength, the force dissipated, blowing the clothes and the floating dust around them.

When the two fists collided, He Yuan noticed that the opponent's strength was astonishing.With my physical strength and hard work, I felt unstoppable.He took a step back, stopping the shaking.

Rigzin seemed to have the upper hand, but his face was flushed, and his skin was so dark that it looked purple.Even though his inner strength is profound, the palm of his hand can't stop He Yuan's hard work.When I touched it, I felt a burst of severe pain in my hand, which should be due to a bone injury in my hand.

"Boy, your internal strength is a little short." Renzeng suffered a secret loss, but he did not forget to hit his opponent.

He Yuan didn't care what the other party said.Ren Zeng's skill is indeed strong.Fortunately, I had been prepared for a long time, and I used body protection skills.

Taking a breath, he realized that the blow just now failed to hurt himself.At the moment, destroying King Kong's supernatural powers and began to fight recklessly with Ren Zeng.

Lunzhu and Duoji of the Galang Sect led a group of disciples and Hu warriors to raid for Renzeng of the Xinlu Sect.It was a very embarrassing thing for dozens of people to be blocked on the road by He Yuan alone.However, Lunzhu and the others were not in a hurry.If someone can carefully observe the micro-movements of these monks, they will find that their attention is not on the two people competing in the arena.Instead, the three chiefs were always vigilant about the surrounding scene.

In the past, they spent manpower and material resources and traveled thousands of miles, but they failed.Whether he can make up for it this time depends on today's scene.
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