"In this case, let Hongjie and you first...

Dongfang Longqi's voice has not dropped, and Ye Hong's side sounded a discontented voice.

"Wait, wait, wait. In this case, I have a suggestion too!"

It was Wei Qianling who spoke.

Dongfang Longqi was disturbed and interrupted many times, and immediately glared at Wei Qianling with some displeasure: "Director Wei, what's your opinion?"

Being ridiculed by Dongfang Longqi, Wei Qianling immediately shrinks his neck.

But he still bravely replied: "I just want to say that Ximen Hongjie's status is not qualified to challenge ye laodi.

If you want to fight, you have to fight with me first. "

"Nonsense!

I'm fighting back and forth. Can't you think that longjiaofeng is a fighting field? "

East Dragon Qi roared.

However, Ximen Hongjie was infuriated by Wei Qianling's words that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and even the anger of Dongfang Longqi was ignored.

"What? I'm not qualified? "

Ximen Hongjie immediately pointed to Wei Qianling and yelled: "come on, I won't beat your dog to gnaw mud!"

Said, is desperate to go to the shooting range, and Wei Qianling made a series of provocative gestures.

"Coward! Cowards! You are coming

Wei Qianling shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile to Dongfang Longqi: "look, master...

" then stop talking nonsense and fight quickly! "

Dongfang Longqi roared again, and his body trembled with anger.

Wei Qianling spat out his tongue and ran to the middle of the range to fight against Ximen Hongjie.

"You little white face, I'll let you see my fierce fighting skills!"

As soon as they stood still, Ximen Hongjie rushed to Wei Qianling with his fist.

The front of the fist is like a stone, full of strength.

Maybe this punch has great lethality among ordinary people.

Can Wei Qianling just indifferent smile, gently stretched out his palm.

A slap to the front, a good coincidence happened to be on Ximen Hongjie's fist.

"Give it to me!"

Ximen Hongjie roared and his face was full of ferocity.

But the expected sound of broken tendons and bones did not come. Ximen Hongjie only felt that he had punched into the cotton.

Wei Qianling not only has nothing to do with his hands, but also has leisure to show a strange smile to Ximen Hongjie.

"Is it my turn?"

The corners of his mouth slightly hook, wrapped in Ximen Hongjie's palm, suddenly shrunk, condensed into a fist.

Step back, twist the front waist, strike forward, and strike with indomitable momentum!

"Yewu Scripture · swallowing the sky and swallowing the night fist]!"

"Bang!"

Fist to fist is like a shell exploding between two people.

"Ouch --"

with a cry, Ximen Hongjie couldn't resist the violent fist, and his whole body was beaten upside down.

"Bang Bang Bang --"

What's more, the residual fist force makes his body roll several times on the ground.

If it wasn't for hitting the target and stopping, I would have to roll for a while.

But even so, he covered his fist, and had little strength to stand up, only the strength to howl on the ground.

Shangguan WangXuan's face changed and rushed to help Ximen Hongjie.

With only one punch, Wei Qianling landed cleanly and ended the battle.

On a second Ximen Hongjie's cruel words, as if still entangled in people's ears.

This amazing blow made the top of the mountain fall into silence.

"Yewu Scripture... Why never heard of it?

When did the Yan group introduce this ancient martial art? "

Dongfang Longqi stares at Wei Qianling and whispers in his mouth.