The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 94
Xiang Dangdang originally thought that since Danzhu Suorang had no weapons, she could easily take him down, but she made a mistake.

Facing the oncoming long spear, Tanju Suorang made a hook with his left palm, and grabbed the gun body and pulled it hard.

Danzhu Suorang came in front of Dangdang in an instant, "Vajra Exterminating Palm!!" Danzhu Suorang's right palm suddenly turned a strange purple color, and he slapped Dangdang's chest with lightning speed.

Dangdang's face turned white at first, and then blushed quickly, "Pfft!!" A mouthful of scarlet blood spit out from Dangdang's mouth.

"Ah!!" Dangdang bit his blood-stained teeth, and with both hands, he swung Danzhu Suorang, who was holding onto the gun body, far away.

Tanju Sorang changed his posture in the air, and landed on the ground as if walking in a garden. He slowly drew circles with his palms in the air, and he didn't pay attention to the sound of coughing violently while pressing the gun against the ground.

Coughing resoundingly, feeling the severe pain in her chest, at this moment she had an expression of disbelief, her invulnerability even prevented the high-temperature blade, but she couldn't resist his palm? ?

"Taiwu, you seem to be very puzzled. Your horizontal practice seems to be useless?? Hehe, unless you are practicing the golden bell jar of Shaolin Temple or the Ming King Kunduo Ding of my sect, you will be injured internally in the face of the next one. The Vajra Punishing Palm, your horizontal exercises are no different from paper-made ones."

Internal injury palm?Rang Dangdang touched the blood at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and raised his head directly, "The internal injury palm is amazing?? Come again!! I am too terribly afraid of anyone!!"

Seeing that he had been slapped firmly by himself, and his feet were already a little frivolous, Danzhu Solang shook his head, and said as if persuading: "Taiwu, you have already lost, this Zanlang Jiesang Festival competition should be more careful." So far, I'm afraid it will hurt my muscles and bones if I compare it with it."

Hearing the meaning of contempt between the lines of Danzhu Suorang, Dangdang's stubborn temper suddenly came up, and he clenched the spear tightly with both hands. "Again!! I'm not out of the circle yet! It's not certain who will win!!"

Danzhu Solang looked at Dangdang in surprise, and said nothing more. After slightly bowing his hands and ten facing Dangdang, he pressed his hands towards Dangdang again with palms together.

Xiangdang tried her best to fight against Danzhu Suorang, but because of her deep internal injuries, her strength had been reduced by half. In less than half a stick of incense, Xiangdang received three slaps on her again.

Although it looks like there is only a wound on the chest, but feeling his own disordered internal breath, Fang Dang knows that the veins in his body are already in a mess.

At this time, Dangdang was a little unsteady as if he was drunk, but even in this desperate situation, Dangdang still refused to admit defeat. She looked at Danzhu Suorang in front of her, as if she was waiting for something.

There was a resounding sound, and was gradually forced by Danzhu Solang to step on the edge of the white line.

At this moment, Tanju Suorang's body suddenly flickered inexplicably, and there was a momentary loss of concentration in her eyes, and there was a flash of light in those half-drooped eyes, and she let out a low growl, squeezing out all the potential in her body, can you? It's up to you to win this time.

Dangdang raised his long spear and stabbed Danzhu Suorang hard. At this time, Danzhu Suorang also reacted, and raised his hand to grab the gun.

Seeing that Tanju Sorang's hands were about to grasp the body of the gun, his hands stopped suddenly, a drop of red blood flowed down from Danju Sorang's throat, and the tip of the armored three-pointed spear had already reached him. throat.

Seeing Kang Dangdang staring at him fiercely in front of him, Danzhu Solang knew that as long as he put a little more force in his hands now, the sharp tip of the gun would easily cut off his trachea.

After a few breaths, Dang Dang retracted the gun and clasped his fists at Tanju Suorang. "Hey, let's see that I'm the one with the better skills, let me go, let me go."

Tanju Sorang closed his eyes, clasped his hands again, and bowed again, without saying anything, turned and walked out of the white circle.

Xiang Dangdang turned her head to look at the faint blush on the tip of the gun, a smile appeared on her pale face, it was really right to add poison to this weapon, this guy can slander others if he is not careful.

If Danzhu Suorang hadn't been poisoned just now, I guess I really couldn't beat him.

Seeing Danzhu Suorang leave silently, the nearby crowd exploded, pointing at Dangdang and began to discuss in low voices.

"He... he can actually defeat the Supreme Master Danzhu Suorang?? Even the laughing stock of Jianghu can defeat the Supreme Master??"

"It seems that the legend is true, as long as you can become a descendant of Taiwu, you are a martial arts genius!!"

"But...but that is the Supreme Master!! We only have a few Supreme Masters in the Infinite Vajra Sect..."

He stood there with a pale face, looked around, looked at the crowd in the field and said, "Who else???"

Every time the person who came into contact with the ringing eyes would look away timidly.

What a joke, the Supreme Master was defeated by this descendant of Taiwu, who else would not think about going up to die.

"So that means I won?? Is there anyone to say something??" Dangdang shouted to the crowd.No one spoke to me.

In the end, the old man who had just healed Wangjie Langjie came out. "Okay, you've won, you've already defeated the Master, how can the remaining people dare to win?"

Hearing this, Dangdang put the spear on his shoulder and walked out from the crowd.

"Miss Dangdang, you are so amazing!!!" Xinzhi, who was even happier than Xiangdang, circled around him with a happy face.

There was a sudden sway of his body, and Dou Da's cold sweat ran down his face in an instant, just now she was just holding on.Danzhu Suorang's Vajra Exterminating Palm was not easy to catch, he caught four palms abruptly, and his body was already in chaos.

Xin Chi hurriedly used his shoulders to hold back the slamming Dangdang, "Sister Dangdang, are you okay, don't scare me!! Wasn't it pretty good just now??"

"Don't talk nonsense, take me to the Raksha Hall quickly! I want to use my energy to heal my injuries." Dang Dang just finished speaking to Xin Chi, and immediately passed out when his eyes went dark.

When she woke up again, she found that she was already lying on the bed.

Rang Dang turned his head to the side, and saw the worried Xinzhi sleeping next to his bed. Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, it should be night now.

She touched the gauze on her chest, it seemed that her trauma had already been treated.

With great difficulty, he stood up, trying to sit up.

This action woke up the sleeping madman, "Sister Dangdang, are you awake?? You should lie down quickly, or the wound will open."

(End of this chapter)