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Seeing that Liu'er was still in a daze, Duan Wucun continued, "This young master doesn't know that just now, this Taoist stood there motionlessly, seemingly as if he didn't fight back. He took two of my palms forcefully, but in reality, he used an extremely profound inner force skill to dispel the palm force. I am a nameless junior. Although I don't have such profound skills, I have still heard of the rumors. I've heard that this divine ability is able to reduce one's physical body to eighty percent of its normal strength. Even a peerless expert would only be able to injure one's skin if they only receive twenty percent of the power. " Liu'er was surprised and asked, "According to you, he has such a godly skill, so why would he be afraid of me? I am not a contemporary expert, you should be afraid of me. " After saying that, he felt depressed and didn't know if he would die here today.

The reason why Duan Wucun spoke up to help was not because he wanted Liu'er to spare his life, but because San Tong's methods of killing were too cruel. Instead of being chopped into pieces by his hands, he might as well ask Liu'er to kill him in one slash, so that his corpse could remain intact. After hearing Liu'er's discouraging words, he became angry and said seriously, "We are martial artists, how could we be afraid because of someone else's godly technique? Your two palms are already strong enough to shake my big brother's weapon, how could a normal person be able to do that? Although he had lost more than half of it, he still endured it somewhat. With the character of the Thousand Faces Butcher, how could he go back on his word? Your two palms must have injured him as well, which is why he said that. " Song Dali, who had not spoken a word all along, snorted and said coldly, "Wounded? There was still a long way to go! So what if I get slapped again? "

Liu'er was slightly ashamed when she heard Duan Wucun's words. She lightly nodded at him and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Manager Duan. Young Master …" I am ashamed! " He had always thought that among the three people in White Pond Town, only Duan Wucun was a bit of a flippant and courteous person. Liu'er then turned to Daoist Three Paths and said, "Fighting in the martial arts world should be fair to begin with. Since Taoist Ye has said to not allow me to finish my three punches, I will listen to him and ask you to use your punches too. Let us have a good fight! " Liu'er's words came from the bottom of her heart, but who was Daoist San Tong? If he didn't suffer this third palm strike after getting scolded by Duan Wucun, wouldn't he have to admit that he was afraid of this brat? Daoist Three Paths gently lifted up his horsetail whisk and said, "Child, don't even think of speaking such arrogant words. Just do your best to attack me with your third palm strike. If the old Daoist moves even the slightest bit, then it'll be considered your loss!" Liu'er did not expect him to look down on her so much, and angrily said: "Alright! "Then I will experience your divine arts!"

Liu'er's left foot stretched forward as she took a bow step, and just as she was about to launch her third palm strike, Duan Wuxiu shouted: "Wait!" Liu'er's hand slowed down a little, and Duan Wucun continued, "I might as well try clapping his lower body. Since he has this method of moving a flower to catch a tree, then moving one's body with qi is much more strenuous than swimming through one's entire body." Liu'er nodded and said: "OK, we'll listen to Manager Duan!" As he said this, he thought to himself, "I've already taken advantage of the boss by beating him three times for nothing. How could he continue to play tricks and be ridiculed by others? Even if I am defeated today, it would be because I am weaker than others. " He then said, "This last palm, be careful!" It was still aimed at Daoist Three Paths' chest. However, this palm strike was different from the first two, as it used 100% of his power.

Daoist Three Paths stood on the spot. When he saw that Liu'er didn't listen to Duan Wu Village's advice and attacked him again, he secretly rejoiced, laughing in his heart at his son for not waking up. As his mind settled, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing against his face. A formless force came from his front, quickly restraining his mind. He saw the young man's hair flying in all directions. His entire body was steaming from head to toe as if he was roasted. A wave of hot air enveloped him. Two air whirls had already formed under his feet, causing the tables and chairs to shake violently. From the looks of it, this youth's inner force cultivation seemed to have reached an extreme level. Daoist Three Paths never expected that a wet behind the ears brat would have such a high cultivation level. He was slightly stunned before regaining his senses and hurriedly used his martial arts to protect himself. His feet exerted a little strength and left two deep footprints on the floor, embedding himself in them.

Song Dali, who was standing at the side, seemed to be alarmed as well. He blurted out, "Please be careful, Taoist!" Upon seeing the skills of the two, Duan Wucun and the others were astounded. The three of them were thinking that if this youth called Ye Lang had attacked them from the very beginning, the three of them would have already lost their lives. Furthermore, he thought that Daoist Three Paths deserved his reputation for being able to make two neat footprints on the stone slab in the blink of an eye. This was a cultivation level that no martial artist could hope to surpass.

Their thoughts were ordinary and they had long forgotten that their lives were in danger. He only wanted to see the outcome of the battle between these two.

In a split-second, the Sixth Brother's third palm strike had already struck Daoist Three Paths' chest. Daoist Three Paths' body was like the martial arts world, his power disappearing without a trace. Liu'er did not want to be outdone. The inner Qi of this palm was like a raging river, pouring into the Daoist Three Paths one by one. In a flash, Daoist Three Paths' body turned six times the color of a human. His head was covered in white steam as if he was in a thick fog. The ring under his foot had long since been knocked flying away. It continuously rotated at the base of Daoist Three Paths' calves, creating whooshing sounds as it flew by. All of the people in the room backed away as they were hit by the palm attacks of the two.

Suddenly, Liu'er let out a loud shout, causing the stone tiles under Daoist Three Paths to shatter and fly into the air. The rings around his legs finally couldn't take it anymore. With a "clang" sound, they were stretched and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Liu'er's palm attack was finally done. She turned around and said to Daoist Three Paths, "The Taoism is great. I, Ye, have lost!" However, I won't give my life to you. If you want it, you have to do it yourself! But before the two of you kill me, I hope that you can let me settle this matter. " Saying that, he looked at Song Dali, then looked at Duan Wu Village on the other side, and said: "Have you guys decided about Grandma Chen's matter yet? What should I do? "

Daoist Three Paths' face turned from red to white as if he didn't hear Liu'er's words. After pondering for a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "Unimaginable! Unimaginable!" Liu'er asked, "Dao leader, what do you not understand?" Daoist San Tong sighed and said: "I heard that in the Central Plains Martial Arts School, only the two great sects, the Purple Void Sect and Shaolin Temple, could be considered martial arts. I originally came to the Central Plains to experience the powers of these two sects, but to my surprise, I was defeated by a little brat from the Ten Thousand Horses Gang! That's the funniest joke in the world, aiya! "

Liu'er looked down to see the feet of Daoist San Tong, although the fight at the Sutra of the Slate had completely changed, they were still standing there firmly, without moving an inch. She thought that she had lost, so she said: "I failed to make Daoist Ye appear out of the circle, it is I who has lost. "Besides, I am not from any sect. I am not from the Ten Thousand Horse Gang." Daoist Three Paths said, "The old Daoist didn't leave his circle, but the circle managed to flee from him. According to the rules, the old Daoist still lost." After saying that, he felt a bit sad, as if even now he still could not believe that he would lose to a little kid.

When Liu'er heard this, she looked at the curved steel spear on the ground. At this moment, she was no longer able to control Daoist Three Purities. She stood there in a daze, unable to speak.