boom!

Faced with Yang Bufan's sudden grab, Yuan Jue's body trembled, and he clasped his hands together to welcome Yang Bufan's palm. Yang Bufan saw that his palms were striking left and right together, and his momentum was so powerful that he did not dare to underestimate him and suddenly walked forward quickly.

, the forward grasping momentum remained unchanged, but the direction of the target changed, turning to the side of the body facing Yuanjue, and grabbing diagonally towards his shoulder.

This time, his footsteps changed, and his moves suddenly became strange. Yuanjue's body trembled, and he ducked and leaned back. He just barely managed to avoid it, and turned somersault upside down. A string of rosary beads appeared in his hand, with a look of shock and anger on his face: "

Yang Bufan, you attacked me just for two floor tiles?"

Yang Bufan shouted: "Otherwise? If you come to my Yang Mansion and destroy my floor tiles, how can I spare you?"

"But what about the fact that my junior brother Qin Xiaoyi was injured?"

"Is he even better than a floor tile in my Yang Mansion?"

"You're going too far!"

Yuan Jue was furious. He slapped Yang Bufan's chest with his palms alternately, "Do it!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Yang Bufan also raised his palms to clap, and the two palms faced each other. There was a loud noise in the hall. Yang Bufan turned back suddenly. After somersaulting, he released Yuan Jue's palm force, but Monk Yuan Jue's body

There was a huge earthquake, and he retreated suddenly. After knocking over several chairs, he finally stood still with a stake, his face turned red.

It took a long time before he finally breathed out: "What kind of palm technique is this?"

Yang Bufan smiled and said, "My master said this is the Iron Sand Palm."

"Iron Palm? How is that possible?"

Yuan Jue looked unbelieving: "Iron Sand Palm is just an ordinary martial arts palm technique. Although it is very powerful, it is extremely powerful and will never be so powerful!"

Masters who practice palm skills in the martial arts have basically practiced iron sand palm, copper sand palm and other external skills. Although this palm method is low in power, it takes a lot of time and energy to practice, and it is difficult to master. After all,

Iron sand is poisonous. If you practice for a long time, your palms may become useless if you are not careful.

Moreover, there are no masters of Iron Sand Palm, and even if they have practiced it to the level of Dacheng, its power is only average, and its practice is slow. It is ranked as the two most stupid Kung Fu together with Iron Cloth Shirt.

The iron sand palm is time consuming and the power is not as good as expected, and the iron cloth shirt is even worse. It requires a child to practice. Even after practicing it, it will not reach the highest level in martial arts. It is said that there is only one in the martial arts called "Iron Armor King Kong"

The Iron Legend Armor was successfully cultivated, but this Iron Legend Armor seems to have done something sorry to his brother recently, and is currently being hunted by his friends and has disappeared.

There are very few people in the world who practice stupid skills like Iron Sand Palm and Iron Cloth Shirt. After all, practicing is tiring and time-consuming, and the power is only average. The effort is not proportional to the reward. Now there are people who have the perseverance to continue practicing.

Not much left.

Now that Yang Bufan said that he practiced Iron Sand Palm, Yuan Jue naturally didn't believe it: "Iron Sand Palm originally came from Shaolin. I have also practiced it for a period of time. How could it be so powerful?"

Yang Bufan snorted: "That's because the Iron Palm Kung Fu in your Shaolin Temple is not authentic enough. Do you really think that all the martial arts in the world come from Shaolin? The Iron Palm Kung Fu you practice is just a trail, and the Iron Palm Kung Fu taught to me by my master is authentic! You don't

You know, don’t embarrass yourself here!”

He glanced at the people in the hall and saw that in addition to the seven Shaolin monks, there were seven or eight martial arts masters in the hall. He said with a smile: "For Qin Xiaoyi, your Shaolin Temple has really set a good example. There are so many masters here at once.

Are they all here to take revenge on me?"

Yuan Jue said: "Except for my junior brothers, the donors next to me are all martial arts friends I met on the way. When they learned that I was coming to Suzhou to visit the hero Yang Xingzhou, they all wanted to come and see him, so they went together

OK."

After he and Yang Bufan exchanged palms, he knew that he was no match for this person. He was already timid in his heart, but he could soften his words. He wished he could spend more time to divert Yang Bufan's attention away from him, so he was very

He was willing to change the subject and said in a deep voice: "These martial arts colleagues are very interested in the book boys around hero Yang Xingzhou, and they all want to learn your clever tricks."

Damn it!

The dozen or so men sitting next to him raised their heads and looked at Yuan Jue. They all felt that this monk was nothing, and that their abilities were not inferior. Through the fight between Yang Bufan and Yuan Jue just now, they all saw that Yuan Jue was at a disadvantage. Now

Yuanjue diverted the trouble to the east and pushed them out. These people all felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

However, when they came to Suzhou with Yuan Jue, they really expressed their intention to try Yang Bufan's skills. They were all local heroes and well-informed. They all knew how powerful Yang Xingzhou was, so naturally they did not dare to provoke him, but they could not defeat him.

Could it be that Yang Xingzhou still couldn't defeat his book boy?

Therefore, along the way, they treated Yang Bufan with great contempt and spoke in a condescending manner. Some of them had some friendship with Shaolin and were familiar with Qin Xiaoyi, so they had the idea of ​​revenge for Qin Xiaoyi.

Now seeing Yuan Jue changing the topic to himself and others, several people in the hall looked at each other, and a big man stood up, clasped his fists and said: "I am Zhang Fengnian from Hebei Province. I have admired Brother Yang for a long time, and I am here to ask for advice!"

Yang Bufan smiled and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, this is the living room, it's not convenient to do anything, how about we take a walk in the garden next to us? Old Liu, find someone to replace these broken floor tiles quickly, otherwise when the master gets up,

I can't afford to lose my temper!"

Liu Chuanfa, who was carrying a teapot next to him, hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, I'll send someone over right now!"

Yang Bufan smiled at everyone and said, "Everyone, please follow me to the garden!"

At that moment, more than a dozen people walked out of the living room, walked around the meandering corridor, passed through the moon gate, and came to a garden. In the middle of the garden, among the trees and flowers, there was an open space about one foot in diameter paved with bluestones. Yang Bufan stood in the center of the flat ground, facing

Everyone laughed and said, "This is where my master usually exercises his skills and martial arts. Sometimes I also listen to the teachings here, and I really benefit a lot. It just serves as a place for us to learn from each other."

When he said this, he looked at the middle-aged man Zhang Fengnian next to him: "Brother Zhang, please!"

Zhang Fengnian stood up bravely, clasped his fists at Yang Bufan and said, "I'm offended!"

Suddenly he stepped forward and punched, hitting Yang Bufan's chest with a punch. The punch was powerful and heavy, like a diamond swinging his arms. It was extremely powerful. Yang Bufan's eyes lit up: "Shaolin boxing?"

This Feng Nian's reputation is not that great, but his skill is no less than that of Shaolin's true disciple Yuan Jue. At this moment, he raises his arms and punches. Yang Bufan knows just by looking at this fist that the opponent has good cultivation. At that moment, the palms of his hands are intertwined, and the sky is full of them.

The shadow of his palm was taken towards Zhang Fengnian.

He just fought with Yuan Jue because he had a competitive spirit and just fought head-on. Now knowing that more than ten people on the opposite side might attack him, he didn't dare to waste any more energy, so he used some clever tricks to use the mysterious traces passed down by Yang Xingzhou

He used footwork to dodge Zhang Fengnian's attack, flying his palms, slapping and cutting, constantly shaking around Zhang Fengnian.

As a martial arts master, Yang Xingzhou has often created some martial arts. When he first established the Qianlong Hall in the World of Divine Eagles, he alone created more than a dozen peerless martial arts, including palm techniques, leg techniques, and sword techniques.

, stick techniques, are all amazing martial arts skills.

At this time, the Muzong Step used by Yang Bufan was a step created by Yang Xingzhou based on the Five Elements Bagua and the martial arts inheritance of Peach Blossom Island to fight the enemy in close combat. He looked forward, suddenly he was behind, and his feet were strange.

The door can always stand in the enemy's visual blind spot. As long as the enemy is entangled and the cultivation level of the two is not much different, the opponent is almost certain to lose.

The onlookers saw that Yang Bufan was not very fast, but Zhang Fengnian shouted angrily, his eyes opened wider and wider, and his fists were waved like the wind, but they could not hit Yang Bufan. In just a moment, white clouds appeared on the top of his head.

Qi, you can see the drama of the operation of his skills.

After a while, Yang Bufan let out a long laugh, suddenly raised his leg, put his foot on Zhang Fengnian's butt, and said with a smile: "I accept it!"

Zhang Fengnian staggered forward and fell forward. After somersaulting on the ground, he finally eliminated the force of Yang Bufan's kick. His face turned red and he said with shame: "Thank you Brother Yang for your mercy. Zhang Fengnian admires it!"

Yang Bufan waved his hand: "Brother Zhang, you're welcome!"

Turning to look at Yuan Jue and others: "Next!"

A young man shouted: "Yang Bufan, I admire your skills very much. I am not as good as you in Lun Kung Fu, but since we are here today, there is no reason not to do it! Li Yuantai from Shandong, learn from Brother Yang's clever tricks!"

As he spoke, he flew up in the air and landed gently in front of Yang Bufan: "Take the move!"

He kicked Yang Bufan in the lower abdomen. This kick was sharp and cunning, with an extremely powerful force.

This man beat me whenever he wanted, and didn't even bother to say any kind words.

Yang Bufan dodged and praised: "Brother Li is good at kicking. Is this just a kick in the foot?"

Li Yuantai kicked out without stopping, his feet turned into afterimages, attacking Yang Bufan's vital parts, and shouted: "It's just a kick, please enlighten me!"

Yang Bufan smiled and said, "It's indeed well-deserved!"

His body kept flashing, as if he didn't dare to catch Li Yuantai's feet, but occasionally a palm shot would force Li Yuantai to retreat and dodge. Although Li Yuantai's kicking skills were superb, he always missed Yang Bufan by just a little bit.

Although there was a strong wind blowing at the scene, Li Yuan kicked his legs harder and harder, but his body kept retreating.

Li Yuantai started kicking, and his whole body was boiling with energy. Just when he was about to kick out with all his strength, he suddenly felt his feet go soft. He couldn't help but reacted instantly. It turned out that he had been forced to exit the bluestone ground of the martial arts arena and landed on the ground.

On the land.

If this is a martial arts competition, then he has already fallen under the ring, and the winner can be known at a glance.

Immediately, he put away the kick he had just kicked, clasped his fists at Yang Bufan and said, "Brother Yang, you have such good skills, I admire you, I admire you!"

Yang Bufan smiled and said: "Concession, concession!"

He cupped his fists and looked at the people opposite him: "Who else is there?"

Suddenly, among the dozen or so people nearby, a man in a green robe suddenly rushed over, swung his right hand forward, turned into a blue phantom, and grabbed Yang Bufan's chest: "I'll do it!"

This guy came so fast!

Before his right hand reached Yang Bufan, there was a faint smell of fishy smell. At this time, Yang Bufan had already seen the appearance of the visitor's palm. It turned out that the person's right hand was wearing a pair of cyan iron gloves. The gloves were extremely long.

The sleeve reaches straight to the elbow, and the five fingers are pointed like five daggers. At this time, they are grabbing at Yang Bufan's chest. If he is caught, he will probably be disemboweled and his heart removed.

After seeing this pair of gloves, Yang Bufan shivered and retreated quickly: "Green Demon Hand?"

ps: There is a period novel called "My Eighties". The reputation is polarized. Those who read it all say it is well written. Those who cannot read it will definitely say it is not good. Readers who agree with it unanimously think that this book is good.
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