"Why? I'm not convinced? OK! Today I'll let you see it, the snake suppresses the eagle!" The old man with purple hair was full of energy, and a black shaped magma swam out of his body. A white snake moved out of his right hand. The two snakes fought each other but complemented each other, and their skills suddenly increased by ten.

The audience looked at each other in front of him, and Sun Tongtong grew up and murmured: "Oh my God! Which old man is really playing Tai Chi!"

Sun Tongtong had seen Tai Chi that was almost almost substantial. Usually, she only thought that Tai Chi was used to strengthen the body and maintain health.

The old blonde took out the golden ** he was best at, and the golden wheel in his hand was sandwiched between the eagle claws, which seemed to have a bit of terrifying momentum.

"Hey hey! You old bitch, you rub the wheels every time you can't beat him! If this continues, I won't play with you!"

The five saints were a little better. They could see what the two old men were fighting, but Lu Feng and He Mingjie were in trouble. Although their foundation was solid, their strength was low, and they gradually became dazzled.

The two of them fought quickly and seemed to confirm the truth that the world's martial arts are only fast and fast. If someone slowed down, the result would be seen at a glance.

Therefore, neither of them was willing to fall behind. They kicked them several times, and the golden claws of the palms shook the eardrums, and many people in the field looked a little red.

The two old men's fight and touched each other, but the strong wind was only getting faster and faster and stronger.

If it were before, the blonde old man would have doubted why the purple-haired old man had become so much stronger, but now he has no time to think, because for the blonde old man, he cannot tolerate any pause or any distraction.

Although the purple-haired old man used the Yin-Yang Snake Ring Palm, he became much stronger during the fight and collision, he was still suppressed by the blonde old man's eagle claws and had no chance of resisting.

The blonde old man looked at the purple-haired old man suspiciously. He felt something was wrong with the purple-haired old man because the purple-haired old man should have made plans to escape long ago, but now the purple-haired old man has become much more stubborn.

The two old men did not find that there were other clothes on their lower bodies, but the clothes on their upper bodies had almost been cracked and cracked, which was almost equivalent to the most proudest fight between the purple-haired old man and the blonde old man in his life.

The old blonde felt something was wrong with the old purple hair, because the old purple hair was like a tiger going down the mountain. The palm wind not only did not become weaker with the passage of time, but instead became stronger and stronger. The situation gradually widened with the collision of the two, and the momentum became more and more intense as both sides were.

Both sides took a big step back, but they were evenly matched, and no one took advantage of it. The blonde old man was shocked and put on his eagle claws again. If everyone looked carefully, they would find that the golden color of his claws had faded a lot, and it was no longer as golden as it was at first, and even now the color can only be called goose yellow.

The blonde old man suddenly roared, his figure suddenly rose, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he rushed towards the purple-haired old man again!

The old purple-haired man's left hand fingers were like a halberd and pointed the heart of the blonde's claws. However, the old blonde could not understand. The old purple-haired man's palm could not be grasped, but every time he poked his palms, it seemed that his claws were restrained by the force of the old purple-haired man's palms.

The old blonde was dissatisfied, and his golden claws were squeezing at the old purple haired man. His strength was fast and his claws were sharp. The old purple haired man had his right palm rolling like a knife, and he went up and down, and he met with the momentum of destruction and destruction. This palm hit him, causing his palms and fingers to constantly hit the other party's eagle claws, and the old blonde was also defeated by the old purple haired man.

Whether the palm was suppressed by the claws, or the opponent's eagle claws restrained his palms, the old man with purple hair didn't think so much about it. What he was thinking about was the Tai Chi Yin and Yang that Zhao Ganyu had taught him before.

Si Wanjue has become indifferent to winning or losing, as if he doesn't care about winning or losing at all, because he has never lost the blonde old man who naturally restrains him in his life.

As long as Si Wanjue was happy, he could make any move. He didn't even think about whether he would win or not, and even thought about what would happen if he won or what would happen if he lost. But he had been thinking about the Tai Chi Yin and Yang that Zhao Ganyu taught him. What Si Wanjue wanted to do now was to completely evolve the snake-shaped chain palm.

Yes, in fact, his set of snake-shaped Yin-Yang chain palms is not complete, because what Zhao Ganyu taught him was Tai Chi Yin-Yang, and all of this was deduced by him himself. In other words, Si Wanjue used such immature moves to fight against the blonde old man Bai Zheng'en who practiced the moves he had been practicing for a lifetime.

There is a huge gap between the two, because the two sets of martial arts are not the same level at all, but with Si Wanjue's continuous adjustment, this unique Tai Chi Yin-Yang Snake Ring Palm has been continuously improved by him, constantly choosing the most suitable combat attack methods and defense methods in battle. This is a process of removing the drought and retaining the essence.

"Do you get rid of the dross and keep the essence?" The blonde old man looked at the purple-haired old man and narrowed his eyes slightly. The two were a distance away. The blonde old man carried his hands behind his back, and his hands kept trembling, as if he was a little afraid of certain things.

Compared with the old man with purple hair, the old man with blonde lost the elegance and nature of purple hair, which was equivalent to losing his original best condition and the most confident way of playing.

The old man with purple hair pushed his palms flat and greeted him head-on. Amid the earth-shaking shocking sound, sand and stones danced. The old man with blonde retreated wildly, and a large amount of blood was spewing out of his mouth.

A purple wave of air burst out from the purple-haired old man's chest and turned into a purple rainbow. It carried the shadow of snakes all over the sky to cut the eagle's claws and attacked the eagle's emptiness. The sound of "clang bang" was endless, and the violent energy stimulated the dust to spin up and down, covering the two of them, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

"Is Si Wanjue crazy today? Why is he still persisting?" The blonde old man couldn't help but feel that Si Wanjue was too strange today.

The eagle was like a rainbow, with thunder and thunder, and its claws were like tide, rolling and surging, and its sharp claws seemed to be able to tear apart. The sound of the soles of the two feet was like spring thunder, and they fought like rain hitting the banana leaves, making thousands of phantoms appear, and everyone was so excited that they were dazzled and confused.
Chapter completed!