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He Chuan's entire body was covered in sword qi, he could not avoid it. However, he still smirked and moved to the right. His hands formed claws and grabbed at the White Demon's breasts, using the underhanded method. The Black and White Ghosts hated He Chuan to the bones. If they were to fight with their lives, they wouldn't be humiliated by him no matter what. White Ghost spat and jumped backwards. The nigger cursed, "The straight mother thief!" His arms swung up, smashing towards He Chuan's arm. Unexpectedly, this move from He Chuan was a feint to force the two to retreat. Bai Gui was retreating to change the move from the nigger, which was exactly what he wanted. He sneered and said: "I am not interested in foolish women!" His right hand reached out and the left claw went straight for the nigger's belly.

When the nigger saw him humiliate the white ghost, he was so angry that he exerted all his strength, but he did not expect him to attack him halfway. Although he was startled, he could not avoid it, and only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as He Chuan's left claw had already pierced three holes in his lower abdomen. The nigger screamed and fell back. By now, Wu Chenzi's sword had already reached He Chuan's head. He Chuan suddenly pulled out his left hand, raised it and shouted, "Here!" A drop of the nigger's blood was falling on his wrist.

Wu Chenzi straightened his sword and launched a quick attack. He suddenly felt his wrist heat up, and when he heard He Chuan yell, he thought to himself, "Not good!" Thinking that the other party had thrown some poisonous insect over, he immediately turned pale. Lowering his head to take a look, he saw a dark red dot on his wrist, and upon confirming that he had been bitten by it, cold sweat flowed down his body. With this slight hesitation, the blade of the sword slowed down. He Chuan gently jumped up and flicked the sword with his two fingers. The sword hummed and Wu Chuan's hand was filled with pain. The sword almost slipped out of his grasp as it fell to the ground.

When the White Ghost saw that the nigger was injured, he rushed over and cried out in grief, "Head!" Looking down, he saw that the nigger's belly was already purple and black, apparently poisoned. After he landed on the ground, Wu Chenzi calmed down a little and checked his wrist. He saw that his arm was red and there was nothing wrong with it. He hesitated for a moment and looked at He Chuan's left hand. He reached out his hand to wipe the blood on his wrist, and as expected, the drop of blood was wiped away. "These are all despicable methods!" He was furious in his heart, but when he thought about how He Chuan could come up with all these methods in an instant, even if he wasn't afraid in the face of danger, he was extremely confident.

Liu'er and the other two were engaged in a fierce battle with Daoist San Tong. Daoist San Tong's movements were strange, even though he had dealt with the three of them for a while, he was still a top tier expert. Although he was not injured, he was slowly being forced to retreat. When Liu'er heard the White Ghost cry out, she was worried about the safety of the niggers. She asked anxiously, "Big Brother, how are you?" Using the "Overlord's Strike", he swept across the Daoist of Three Paths' abdomen. Daoist Three Paths had his own mind and intellect on his left and right, while Reverend Hui Xin used the Great Wisdom Palm technique. Hui Ru, on the other hand, used the Great Strength Vajra Palm to fight the enemy. Both of their palms were incomparably powerful. Daoist Three Paths had no choice but to leap back ten feet and avoid the door.

Liu'er forced Daoist San Tong back and rushed to the side of the nigger. She saw that his abdomen was black and purple, and pointed at a few important points on the nigger's abdomen as she said to the white ghost, "Sister-in-law! Go to the side and take care of your big brother. Your little brother will fight with the evil villains to get the antidote! " Bai Gui wanted to stop him, but Liu'er had already flashed to He Chuan's side with a shout. The stick in her hand suddenly twirled in front of her chest. Suddenly, a strong wind rose up and swirled around her chest. Liu'er's wrist turned, and the wooden stick was still spinning. The air whirl on her chest was gradually sucked away by the wooden stick. After the wooden stick had sucked up all the air, Liu'er let out a loud roar, and like a ferocious tiger in the forest, the wooden stick shot towards He Chuan's shoulder. When He Chuan saw his strong inner force and his fierce moves, he could not help but cheer, "Good!" Laughing lightly, he advanced instead of retreating. Facing Liu'er's wooden stick, he swiftly extended his right palm and grabbed the other end of the stick.

This "Mountain Swallowing Qi" move had originally borrowed the sharp blade edge to shoot out the Qi tornado that had been sucked out, forming a deadly Zhen Qi. It was just like a sharp hidden weapon, injuring people without a trace. Now that Liu'er was holding the wooden stick, He Chuan dared to receive it empty-handed. Liu'er was momentarily stunned, as she hurriedly spat out the air whirl that the wooden stick had sucked away. Although this surge of true energy wasn't fatal, it was still particularly strong. The clothes all over He Chuan's body fluttered in the wind as if he wanted to tear them apart. He took a step back with his left foot and pressed down fiercely with his left palm. The force followed He Chuan's left palm and hit the floor with a bang, causing countless pieces of tiles to fly out.

Liu'er's attack was blocked by He Chuan. She wanted to retract her stick and change her move. However, the wooden stick was firmly grasped by He Chuan. Liu'er pulled back with all her might and He Chuan followed suit. He Chuan pulled back with Liu. He Chuan tried several times, but he was still unable to get rid of He Chuan. Liu'er was furious and was about to let go of her hand, but then she heard Zhi Zun shouting, "Benefactor Ye, I am here to help you!" The Shaolin rod in his hand rotated several times, smashing towards He Chuan's right arm from top to bottom. He Chuan and Liu'er were pulling on the wooden stick, and when he saw Shao Lin's stick shooting towards him like a meteor, his right hand exerted a force and pulled Liu'er forward a foot or so. Wisdom's rod strike had hit the middle of the wooden stick in Liu'er's hand. When Liu'er saw how powerful Zhi Zun was with this pole, she immediately let go. He Chuan also let go of his palm with a smile. With a "pa" sound, half of the Shaolin rod broke in mid-air.

He Chuan pretended to be surprised and laughed, "Aiya! What a pity, what a pity! Lord Ye's sword was destroyed by this monk. I will teach him a lesson for you. " He had two bloody fingers on his left hand, and he was staring at Ji Hao. Zhi Wei was shocked. He swung the stick with both hands and before the stick could hit the ground, his legs caught the rod and followed. He then leaped into the air and quickly turned to the left to dodge He Chuan's thrust. The club whistled and swept straight towards He Chuan's leg, and was dodged by He Chuan with a flip of his body. Zhi Wei lifted his right foot, then took the stick and held it in his hand before firmly landing on the ground, just like a real iron man.

Liu'er saw that he could turn defense into offense in the blink of an eye, and secretly cheered, "It is said that the martial arts of the world produce the Shaolin, no matter how exquisite the arhat skills are, they still do not have this move. It must be because they painstakingly trained day and night that they have this ability to adapt." He knew that Liu'er would not be surprised, but He Chuan had used many strange moves, and without Liu'er's wooden stick, there would be more risks to it, so he held the Shaolin staff horizontally, and was about to be cut into two halves. Liu'er anxiously said, "Wisdom Master, please slow down! It's hard to say how much stronger you are than me, but it's better for you to use it. " He Chuan laughed coldly and said, "To be able to injure me with a club, there probably isn't such a character in this world!"

As they spoke, Liu'er took a quick look at the situation within the hall. Because he had abandoned Daoist Three Paths to fight against He Chuan, Daoist Three Paths had also fought with Hui Xinhui to a draw, and gradually forced his way into the hall from the door. Song Dali had killed two more guys from the Sailor Gang, but now only Leaf Boat, Boss Zhuang, Wu Ying, and Sha Wanhai were holding on for who knew how long. Liu'er thought anxiously, "It looks like the four of them will lose sooner or later. When that happens, Song Dali will help either of them and the situation will definitely change." Could it be that the Central Plains martial arts Lin Lin has escaped a calamity today? "

Just as he was feeling depressed, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice shout from outside the palace: "Heh! You talk big! "