Zhou Songfo hates other people pretending to be forceful in front of him. Although he hardly has the skill of vomiting, and he is not used to talking to others, but it is undeniable that he hates the little heavenly master from the bottom of his heart...Obviously You are in danger, you still pretend to be so calm with a sullen face, as for?

"as you wish."

Zhou Songfo whispered, he rushed out of the mist in the next second, and the speed he was able to use to the limit in an instant was not something the little heavenly master could resist. Before the little heavenly master could react, Zhou Songfo's fist was shining on the little heavenly master. The back of his head smashed past.

Strength, speed.

These factors that are sufficient to determine the victory or defeat of the close combat have been fully demonstrated by Zhou Songfo.

But it is a pity that this punch was emptied.

"You...what trick did you use just now..." Zhou Songfo looked at the little celestial master who had his fist pierced through his head, but stood motionless like a phantom. It was full of surprises that could not be concealed, "You have no entity...no...you should have an entity..."

At this moment, the state of the little celestial master is very weird. He seems to have suddenly become a projection of nothingness. Although he looks at the reality and flesh and blood, but it is so illusory that Zhou Songfo can't touch his mind, and the punch he throws can't be touched at all. He penetrated the past as if hitting the air...

"Originally, I wanted to keep this trick against Chen Xian, but I never expected that there would be a person like you in the Kunlun Club." The little heavenly master said helplessly, as if he was confiding with Zhou Songfo. Every word is said so affectionately, "It seems that China is really good at hiding dragons and crouching tigers..."

Zhou Songfo retracted his fist and slammed it again suddenly.

As before, the only thing that was hit by Zhou Chan Buddha was the air, and the fist directly penetrated the head of the little heavenly master as if hitting a holographic projection.

"What's your trick?" Zhou Songfo couldn't help asking again.

"This is the alchemy that I learned from Tao Hongjing's stele. I call it Vientiane Senluo." The little heavenly master smiled, already pinching the magic in his hand, and thunder sounds came from the dark clouds again, "Fu Vientiane. Senluo, inseparable from the education of the two rites, there are various methods, and there is no realm of the three religions..."

The "Stele" mentioned by Xiaotianshi is actually an ancient stele standing in Maoshan. The name of the inscription on the stele is Tao Hongjing. It is a Taoist master who crossed the Song, Qi, and Liang dynasties, and is also Taoist Maoshan. The representative of the school is even more famous in "Southern History" as "the prime minister of the mountain".

The ancient stele that he left in Maoshan, in fact, did not contain any records about the practice of alchemy, but some concepts or scriptures... And the Vientiane Senluo that the little heavenly master used at this moment, It was realized from that stone tablet.

In an instant, lightning flashed.

Several sky thunders smashed into the sky in an instant, but Zhou Songfo’s reaction speed was significantly faster. He hid in this mist before the sky thunder fell, and seemed to have escaped silently, waiting for this terrifying thunder light. After dispersing, his voice came from far to near.

"I underestimated you."

Zhou Songfo said solemnly, as if he had begun to reflect on the mistakes he had made in this battle...For Zhou Songfo, underestimating the little heavenly master was the biggest mistake. I thought he would be fine after getting close. I can do it, but now it seems that this little celestial master has so many hole cards, it is not so easy to solve him!

"Come again!"

"Since you have said so, then it is better for me to respect my fate...Zhou Chan Buddha, you have to be careful!"

While the battle in the fog is gradually heating up, the audience in front of the screen also began to express their dissatisfaction to the organizer, and many people even clamored for refund...

"Can your drone work anymore! That cloud of white mist has covered the battlefield, so do you guys take a long shot?!"

"Refund refund!!"

"Are you reluctant or something?! Can you let the drone fly in now?!"

"I don't know why... I suddenly feel that this battle is a bit familiar... I feel like I bought this ticket for nothing..."

"Stop talking! The tickets I bought are not fragrant anymore!"

Compared with those excited audiences, Chen Xian and others sitting in the private room were obviously much calmer, because even if they couldn't see the details of the battle in the white mist, they could still judge how the battle was going through some clues.

"Little Heavenly Master is very powerful, he has been able to hold it for so long..."

Chen Xian glanced at the time displayed on the phone, and suddenly started to marvel at it. He only felt that he underestimated the capable person of the Little Heavenly Master...His melee combat level should not be as good as Zhou Chan Buddha, but he hasn't fallen yet. Next, it is enough to show that Zhou Chan Buddha can't help him in a short time.

Could it be that the little celestial master's close combat ability is very strong? Just kept hiding and reluctant to expose it, so I let myself predict the error?

It should be that way!

"Tian Lei has been hacking down... the momentum is really not small..." Li Daosheng said with squinting eyes, as if he also felt that the thunder light on the screen was too dazzling, and looked at it for a while. He turned his gaze away again, and mumbled, "If you want me to say that the little celestial master is too wasteful, he couldn't kill Zhou Songfo after getting so many thunders. His accuracy is too crooked!"

"Are you happy to chop him to death?" Lu Yisheng said grimly, staring at the sky thunders that were constantly slashing on the ground, and he was afraid of the little heavenly master a few more layers.

Although he dislikes the little celestial master very much, it definitely does not mean that he denies the strength of the little celestial master. On the contrary, his emphasis on the little celestial master is only stronger than that of Chen Xian, at least he feels that he is facing it. The words of the little heavenly master... really have no chance of winning.

Like such a terrifying opponent, let's leave it to the boss...

Tian Lei kept hacking for about a minute, and the rhythm was always very fast, until at the end it gradually slowed down until it stopped completely... Chen Xian thought it was because Zhou Chan Buddha held the little heavenly master in check. , That's why he didn't let him continue to summon thunder, but when he took a closer look at the thunderous clouds in the sky, Chen Xian suddenly felt that it might not be that simple.

The thundercloud did not disperse.

The dazzling electric light still flickered in it.

All these signs are enough to show that the little heavenly master is still alive, and he still has a certain amount of combat power to maintain these thunderclouds in the sky.

"Lei stopped..." Lu Yisheng muttered with a puzzled look, "Boss, is the little heavenly master about to die?"

"maybe not."

Chen Xian stared at the thunderclouds intently, and his tone of speech became solemn.

"How do I feel that this is because the little heavenly master deliberately stopped the sky thunder...the energy has not dissipated...it seems like something is accumulating in the clouds..."

at the same time.

The battle in the white smoke has become more and more anxious. Even with Zhou Chan's great ability, he can't touch the little celestial hair. Whether it is to contain him with those white fog, or go up to beat him with bare hands, all physical aspects or not. Attacks at the physical level seem to be completely immune to the little heavenly master.

"Your ability is disgusting."

Zhou Songfo held back for a long time and couldn't help but uttered a word. After saying that, he controlled the smoke to entangle the little heavenly master, and then hit the neck of the little heavenly master again with a fist...If the little heavenly master Without this strange alchemy body protection, it is estimated that he would have been beaten to death by Zhou Songfo.

Compared with those literary fighting styles, Zhou Songfo’s style is more similar to Chen Xian. There are no special moves. They rush to the opponent's vital point with every punch and kick, or they can’t hit the opponent and let the opponent avoid it, or it’s just a trick. It's a pity... what he met was the little heavenly master, and the feeling of hitting the air with one punch and kick almost made him depressed to death.

Just when he was ready to take his hand back again, he suddenly saw the little heavenly master taking a step forward, and then suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged his arms.

This touch is very real.

This is definitely the touch that a flesh and blood body should have.

Could it be...His magic tricks failed? !

Before Zhou Songfo became happy, there was a flash of lightning flashed across the pupils of the little heavenly master, and then there were bursts of electric noise from his body...

"You...you dare to lead thunder at this time?!"

There was no panic on Zhou Songfo's dirty face, only those undisguised surprises.

When he sensed a violent energy in the sky hitting him, the dazzling thunder light had already covered the sky.

"Are you crazy?! Are you not afraid to chop yourself to death?!"

"I'm not afraid."

"boom!!!"