Chapter 122: The power of a palm!

Lama Xuying raised his right hand slightly, and did not speak. This was just a means by the former martial arts golden core expert to protect his disciples, without any sense of autonomy.
Following the movement of the lama's shadow, everyone in the Juxian Village focused on that thin right hand.
Xiao Tian hadn't deliberately lowered his voice before, so everyone present knew the details of this lama phantom!
This is the back hand of the martial arts golden core level powerhouse!
Lama Xuying slowly drew down his right hand, with a mighty force, a fiery red sword air cut out from his hand, as if to burn through the entire sky!
Flame knife!
It was originally just a subtle palm technique, although it was powerful, but in the end it only hurt people with the illusory palm.
However, in the hands of this lama phantom, a palm shot out, as if there was really a flaming soldier pointing at his neck, and everyone watching the battle in Juxianzhuang was breathless.
"This, can Senior Xiao be able to follow?" A disciple of the Beggar Gang looked at Xiao Tian's figure floating in the air with worry.
At the moment Xiao Tian represents the face of the Central Plains Wulin. If Xiao Tian loses, then the Central Plains Wulin will really fall in popularity, and Xiao Tian himself will lose his reputation!
"It's hard to say, that is the back hand of the martial arts golden core level expert. I have not been a martial arts golden core level expert in Central Plains Martial Arts for more than a hundred years." The rough man.
The man looked at the lama phantom in mid-air with a heavy face.
Although at the beginning of the hero meeting, Xiao Feng defeated Li Mufeng strongly, making them shame on the northern tycoons.
But now is not the time to care about personal grievances. Once Xiao Tian is defeated, the reputation of the entire Central Plains martial arts will be damaged!
Even Murong Bo, who had not taken a shot before, looked at Xiao Tian worriedly. Based on his understanding of Xiao Tian, ​​Xiao Tian is now no more than innate in the extreme realm. Facing this martial art golden core attack, he may not be able to be safe. Next!
Only Abbot Xuanci had a calm expression, Xiao Tian had shown his strength before going to Yanmen Pass, that was a real martial arts golden core expert!
"Boy, how do you pick it up?!" The Tubo prince mocked loudly.
Although he doesn't know martial arts, but seeing the expressions of everyone present, how can he not know how strong the Lama phantom is?
"Noisy!" Xiao Tian's eyes drooped, and when he raised his hand, a strong wind hit the prince of Tubo, leaving a bottomless hole in the arena in front of the prince of Tubo!
"It's just a cannibalism left by a martial arts golden core expert. Even in his heyday, I don't necessarily fear him!"
Xiao Tian let out a cold snort, and the Zhen Qi in his body quickly agitated and passed through Mingmen acupoint to the Lingtai, and then gathered in Baihui, Shangshenting, flowing through the Taiyin Lung Meridian, and finally gathered in the palms of both palms!
"Drink!" Xiao Tian shouted loudly, pushing his palms out flat, and the fierce palm wind rushed toward the Lama phantom with a force of overwhelming force!
"Ang Roar—"
There was a faint sound of dragon chants in the void, and then all the people present there looked shocked at Xiao Tian's palm wind tore the grass on the ground, and rolled up the grass scraps to hit the Lama Void!
"Isn't this the twenty-eighth palm of Jianglong from my beggars?" a disciple of the beggars exclaimed.
Jianglong Twenty-Eight Palms is a peculiar learning of the Beggar Gang's township. Although there are not many disciples learned, every disciple of the Beggar Gang is familiar with this technique!
What Xiao Tian is displaying right now is clearly the secret knowledge of his beggars!