The peach blossoms fell, and the two heroes decided again. The two who looked at each other had already reached a consensus in their hearts. The battle must be decided. The old naughty boy was impatient after all, and shouted softly. The three flowers of Quanzhen's unique skills gathered and came out suddenly. The layers of palm power surged, and the round meaning of Taoism rushed straight towards Xiao Lan.

The calm breath was surging and moving. Xiao Lan was fearless. He raised his hand and took all the Sumeru, but it was the Great Sumeru Palm among the 72 Shaolin's unique skills. Zhou Botong used Taoist martial arts, so he responded with Buddhist skills, which was to have a unique battle between Buddhist and Taoist martial arts.

When we first hit the first trip, we have already had our foundation in our hearts. The situation that seemed to be indistinguishable from the winner was actually a test of each other's confrontation, followed by the most intense and rapid confrontation.

Huang Rong saw two masters competing, and couldn't help but be fascinated. She felt that as long as she learned half of the skills of two people, she was probably enough to walk around the world.

Zhou Botong could not get out of the cave, and Xiao Lan did not intend to make things difficult for him. The two of them fists and kicked each other at the entrance of the cave, and started to fight with each other with a "crackling" sound. Zhou Botong's "Kongming Fist" defeated hardness with softness. Xiao Lan's martial arts were fierce and fierce. He fought against each other, but attacked and defended each other, and fought with each other in a vivid way.

The reason why the old naughty boy lost to Xiao Lan so quickly was that he had not learned the Nine Yin Scriptures and knew how to use "two-hand fighting" in actual combat was that he underestimated the enemy. At that time, he had just resisted the invasion of the Blue Sea Tide and was greatly damaged, and he was naturally not hindered from the ordinary martial arts masters, but he undoubtedly had to be defeated when facing a top master like Xiao Lan.

Now, Zhou Botong has already known Xiao Lan's power through the previous competition, and he is not afraid to be careless in his heart, and becomes cautious. In addition, his skills have recovered. For a moment, two figures at the entrance of the cave were intertwined, the palm shadows flew, and the fist wind was gushing. The fight was difficult to resolve.

The two of them broke up to more than a hundred moves. Although Zhou Botong's "Kongming Fist" was exquisite, his skills were still a little worse. At the beginning, he had attacks and defenses with Xiao Lan, but when he got to the hundred moves, he was already suppressed and beaten by Xiao Lan. Under Xiao Lan's sharp palm, he could only try his best to defend the door, but he didn't have time to hand it out.

Xiao Lan forced him away with a palm and said, "Old naughty boy. I know you have a skill of using two hands to play each other. You might as well be two of you and fight me together."

"How did you know that I can fight with my hands, and I'm just two people?" Zhou Botong had a very talented martial arts. If it weren't for being too playful, he would have been enough to be comparable to the five masters. Even so, he was only a little inferior to the five masters. At this time, when he heard Xiao Lan's words, he suddenly realized that the essence of martial arts appeared in front of him. Soon, he saw him screaming excitedly: "Ah, I understand. It turns out that fighting with both hands can be used like this. Let's fight again." As he said that, he split his hands into two and attacked Xiao Lan without waiting for Xiao Lan to agree.

Zhou Botong used the "Three Flowers Gathering Palm" in his left hand and the "Kongming Fist" in his right hand, which seemed to be the two of them joining forces to attack Xiao Lan. Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt that the pressure increased sharply. Although Zhou Botong's internal strength had not increased a little, he used different moves on his left and right hands to attack Xiao Lan continuously. He took a big advantage in his moves, which really gave Xiao Lan an illusion of being beaten up by others. He secretly praised in his heart: It is indeed a unique skill of "fighting with both hands"

But he was not afraid. In the moment of his figures intertwining, he saw Xiao Lan exhaling his breath and circulating his internal force throughout his body. He walked through the eight extraordinary meridians and penetrated the two bridges of heaven and earth. The dragon and elephant magic power was increased to ten levels of power, and a powerful force burst out, spreading across the air and hit him with a bang.

Before the two fists touched each other, a slight bursting sound of "crackling" was already heard in the air, but the force was weak, like breaking through the void.

Zhou Botong was shocked. He knew that the opponent's fist strength was different, so he dared not take it hard. His elbows were slightly sunk and he had already used the skill of Shangkong Ming Fist. Xiao Lan punched out with a punch of over 10,000 pounds. Although it could not be said that there was really the power of a dragon and elephant, it was definitely not something that could be resisted by flesh and blood. However, when he contacted Zhou Botong's fist strength, he felt empty and had no strength. He was secretly surprised and slapped his left palm.

Zhou Botong had already realized that the opponent's strength was extraordinary, and he had never encountered it. He was a martial artist by nature. As long as he knew who had a skill, he would have to fight against the battles and fight in his life. He didn't know how many good players in the world would have passed. However, as powerful as Xiao Lan used such a huge force, he had never seen it, and had never heard of it, and he didn't know what it was. At that moment, both hands opened their fists and used 72 ways of moving the hollow bright fists, responding to the real, and moving the air should be strong. However, in this way, although Xiao Lan's huge power was useless, it was impossible to hurt the enemy.

Xiao Lan used his magical skills again, and swept through the sky with a huge force of ten thousand kilograms, but he replaced the palm of Mount Sumeru in Shaolin Temple. With one palm, he was like a mountain and river shaking. However, he ignored Zhou Botong's hands and made great efforts. He directly used his strength to suppress people with such force. Although Zhou Botong's joint attack was magical, he could not block the magnificent and righteous path in the end. In a blink of an eye, he fell into a disadvantage again.

The two of them fought for more than ten moves, and Zhou Botong suddenly shouted, "It's boring not to fight anymore, it's boring not to fight anymore." He didn't care about Xiao Lan's moves being halfway through, and he closed his own way and lay down into the cave.

Xiao Lan's palm wind turned sharply, and with one move, he barely stopped his palm power. He felt that his inner breath was in chaos. Fortunately, he had a deep internal strength and was unparalleled in the world, so he was safe and sound.

Looking at Zhou Botong's rogue look, Xiao Lan felt helpless. If he hadn't restrained his palm power at the critical moment, he would have been afraid that this palm would have slapped him firmly. He said depressedly: "Hey, old naughty boy, why did you say you won't beat me or not?"

Zhou Botong lay down on the ground, resting his head on his arm and hummed, "The old naughty boy likes to fight, but he doesn't like being beaten. It seems that he can only get beaten and cannot fight back. The old naughty boy won't do it."

Xiao Lan shook his head helplessly. It was because he was not lucky to meet such a strange opponent.

Suddenly, Zhou Botong slapped his thigh and thought of something and said, "Oh, the boy named Xiao, like us, two people fight, one is beaten and the other is attacking, it is really boring. As for fighting and fighting, it requires attack and defense to be interesting, right?"

While talking, Zhou Botong immediately changed into a flattering look, and rubbed his hands straight with excitement. That look, combined with Zhou Botong's small eyes, was so rude and rude.

When Xiao Lan saw Zhou Botong's wretched look, he knew what he wanted to do. Before Zhou Botong finished speaking, he waved his hand and interrupted him, "Hey, old naughty boy, do you want me to teach you my martial arts?"

Zhou Botong opened his eyes wide and nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, you are so magical. The old fairy tale has not been finished yet, how do you know?"

Xiao Lan flipped over and thought to himself that when you put on your back, I know what you want to shit. With the old naughty boy's martial arts ill character, he suddenly saw so many powerful martial arts, and it would be strange if he didn't want to learn it.

Seeing Xiao Lan having a stern face, Zhou Botong thought Xiao Lan refused. He turned his eyes and covered his face with his hands, crying loudly: "Wuwu, the old naughty child is not good. Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the elderly and the young. I'm so old. Don't you want to learn some martial arts? Is it easy for me? Woowu." He learned martial arts from a person he had known for a while, and cried and made a big fuss. Only the old naughty child could do such a thing. While crying, he glanced at Xiao Lan at his fingers.

Huang Rong frowned slightly and advised: "This is the martial arts of the master after all, so it is probably not easy to spread the word." Zhou Botong felt the urge to jump to her and scold her.

Zhou Botong rolled around on the ground, and with a good move, "Get out of the eighteenth place" he saw this posture. If Xiao Lan did not agree, he would not get up.

Xiao Lan was so amazed that he looked at the living treasure, saying that he was crying loudly, but no tears came out, but he really had no choice but to say, "Okay, I agree."

When Zhou Botong heard Xiao Lan agree, he immediately turned over and sat up from the ground. He was excited and hugged Xiao Lan with excitement and said, "I worship you as my master, master, please teach me quickly."

The old naughty boy has lived in Taohua Island for a long time, and his body has not been washed for many years. Xiao Lan was suddenly hugged by him, and was about to be fainted. He immediately shouted: "Hey, old naughty boy, let go first, I will be fumigated by you." After the old naughty boy was unwilling to accept his heart and let go, he continued: "It's not impossible to ask me to teach you martial arts, but I have a condition." It will not be continued. ~Search the basket color and you can read the following chapters in the full text.
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