Chapter 776

"Then accept!" it's said that it's so powerful, which also aroused Bian Yong's fighting intention. Xiao Yan allowed it. What else is he waiting for.

So he put his hands up, kicked his feet, ran up the rope net and grabbed the little Taoist's ankle.

The little Taoist shouted, but he lifted his feet slightly. The whole man flew up lightly, and Bian Yong immediately grabbed the air.

He let off his strength and went down. The little Taoist priest's rising body also fell sharply at the same time, and his toes fell on Bian Yong's shoulder.

Bian Yong frowned and the whole man fell rapidly. It was a kilo drop. Others had nowhere to borrow in the air and could only do it after landing.

But as soon as he landed, he knew the depth of the other party, because he couldn't move at once, and his shoulder seemed to press a mountain.

He wanted to get away, but it seemed difficult to climb to the sky. If he hadn't turned around and built a solid platform, he would have been crushed by him now.

Nevertheless, with two clicks, the bricks under his feet cracked, which shows how heavy the strength on his shoulder is.

"You can't, you'd better admit defeat!" the little Taoist finally opened his mouth, and his voice was full of disappointment. He's looking for an opponent, an opponent who can fight him without losing so soon.

Bian Yong bit his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: don't recognize!

"It's so stubborn. Let you suffer!" the little Taoist looked cold and shook his shoulders, instilling infinite strength.

Poop

Bian Yong couldn't hold on any longer. He knelt on the ground at once, and the two bricks under his knees were broken in an instant.

His strength was still increasing, and his whole face turned from red to green, and then to black. But he had special training. After that strength came up, even if he was crushed to death today, he might not say a word.

The little Taoist standing on his shoulder was surprised, but he didn't give up, but used another part of his strength.

The people under the stage are nervous. It seems that something is wrong.

"Hey, Taoist priest, don't kill people. We've never killed people here."

"Then give birth. Admit defeat quickly. We'll give you more money. There's no need to be more energetic."

"Taoist priest, you're crushing people. Please come down quickly."

At the noisy meeting under the stage, Xiao Yan also stood up slowly. This little Taoist has high skills, but his means are also very perverse.

He waved to Ji Wuyue. After receiving his order, the latter pulled out several paper people, made a decision in his mouth and spilled them directly.

Those paper figures, like eyes and a gust of wind, soon floated to the little Taoist and rushed to his face.

When the paper man was about to reach the little Taoist, he suddenly turned his head and made a surprised noise. As soon as he raised his hand, a mass of energy suddenly skipped like a micro explosion.

The sound of those paper people became broken pieces. Ji Wuyue was implicated and humed, and her face turned white all of a sudden.

The people below just thought that the wind rolled the paper in front of him. He broke it with the palm wind, and suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning.

Seeing that Bian Yong can't hold on, the little Taoist doesn't stop. He Jia has grabbed Xiao Yan's arm in fear.

"Stop!" the powerful voice suddenly sounded, and everyone turned around again.

He Jia felt that his hand was suddenly empty and turned his head, but he found that Xiao Yan, who was still around just now, suddenly disappeared.

Listening to the startling voices around, when he turned his head again, he saw that Xiao Yan had turned into a white shadow, jumped at the top of the iron net and reached the top of the rope net again.

This action is the same as the little Taoist just now, but he didn't stay on the rope net. As soon as he bounced there, the whole man flew out again.

But this time he raised his foot and kicked the little Taoist in the head. Only in this way can the little Taoist come down from Bian Yong's shoulder.

Sure enough, the little Taoist raised his hand and jumped back with a kick from Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan loosened his strength. The little Taoist couldn't borrow too much strength, so he had to turn over and lower Bian Yong's shoulder.

Xiao Yan fell down and helped Bian Yong who jumped to the ground.

The latter's complexion gradually recovered, but he still couldn't speak. He trembled and his face was full of anger.

Xiao Yan took out the Heavenly Master's needle and stabbed his shoulder well and Tianchi points to ensure smooth muscles and veins, so as not to fall into trouble.

After finishing, he pushed him out from under the rope net, and Fang Laosan and Zhou peipi hurriedly caught him outside.

Bian Yong's fighting ability just now won their respect and showed mercy at last.

Martial ethics is very particular. The better the martial arts become popular, the more particular it is to respect the strong and show mercy to the weak.

Turning his head again, Xiao Yan looked at the little Taoist priest and sneered: "although Kung Fu is high, there is no martial virtue. This tent is only a national skill duel, not a black fist market. Why should you be merciless?"

This is a competitive bonus, not a bet. Xiao Yan is not rigid, so he doesn't stop this kind of fun and trouble, and he's not ready to check it.

After all, it's a place where martial arts become popular. Instead of letting them compete, it's easy to cause trouble. Moreover, such a contest is also a good place to spread Chinese martial arts, as long as it does not involve gambling.

However, everything should be managed in a unified way. It's not a thing to go on like this. It's said that local aristocratic families are very influential. Instead, they can manage on their behalf and even develop into a form of performance.

After listening to what Xiao Yan said, the little Taoist shrugged his shoulders and said, "the strong are respected, the weak don't admit defeat, and they deserve to die."

He is also a very arrogant person. This idea is just the same as Baili Xuehan's original idea. Xiao Yan has seen many such people, such as yunya and breaking the army. They are all top experts.

People like them practice behind closed doors. They mostly practice Kung Fu related to Taoism. I don't know whether the world is warm or cold, but I have super skills. Kung Fu is estimated to have stepped into heaven, but there is no master's style and cultivation.

"Taoist priest, you can't say that. It's not easy for martial arts practitioners to practice this step. It's inhuman to say kill or kill." Zhou paopi seems to be very stingy, so he fell such a name, but his words are not bad.

Fang Laosan also said, "last time you crippled the Muay Thai master. Fortunately, they didn't call the police, otherwise we would smash our stall. I guess you're wrong. That's the case."

The little Taoist was noncommittal about what they said. He was still indifferent. He just looked at Xiao Yan and waved his hand at him.

"I walk thousands of miles, but I'm not here to listen to your preaching. I just want to lose. If I lose, I'll be slaughtered by the winner!" when the little Taoist said this, he was serious.

Xiao Yan snorted coldly and scolded, "what a big tone. Today your ninth master will teach you well for your master."

After that, he made great efforts under his feet, and the whole man shot out like a shell, and jumped into the air towards the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest was unwilling to show weakness. With his hands wrong, he changed his palms and stepped forward without raising his head. He caught the gun fist from Xiao Yan.