Zhao Qinghe understood his meaning and quickly waved his hand: "I have to obey my master's order and not get involved in the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art!"

Zhang Tianpeng smiled and said, "Brother Leng, do you want Qinghe's help?"

Leng Fei smiled and said, "Mingyuexuan is a famous sect after all, and it is far beyond our reach."

Zhao Qinghe pursed her red lips and snorted: "Young Master Leng, I can't get involved in the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art No matter what you say. Don't cause trouble for the master, or Tianpeng!"

Zhang Tianpeng said: "I'm fine!"

Zhao Qinghe glanced at him with a charming look.

Leng Fei said: "If you don't let Miss Zhao do anything, you won't get involved in the Jiulong Locking Heaven Art."

"What should I do?" Zhao Qinghe said.

Leng Fei is so calculating that he really has to be very careful when dealing with him. As for Tianpeng, he is afraid that he will still count the money for him if he sells it!

Even myself.

Leng Fei said: "I dare not expect anything else, I just want to ask Miss Zhao to help me find out the origin of Jiulong Real Person."

"The Jiulong Zhenren is dead." Zhao Qinghe said.

Leng Fei nodded: "Mingyuexuan can always collect some of his life experiences, right?"

"You want to figure out where the cave of Jiulong Zhenren is?" Zhao Qinghe asked suddenly.

Leng Fei said: "The Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art should be in the Kowloon Real Person Cave."

"Qinghe, you'll do this little thing!" Zhang Tianpeng said: "Secretly, without knowing it!"

He wanted to secretly obtain the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art, and he had to learn more about it without practicing it, so he was excited to think about it.

The life experience information of Kowloon Real Person should not be top secret, and Zhao Qinghe will not cause trouble if she takes a look.

"...Okay, I'll try it." Zhao Qinghe saw Zhang Tianpeng staring at him earnestly, and nodded helplessly.

——

The sunset gradually sinks to the west.

The afterglow shone the magnificent courtyard. The two hurriedly finished their practice, changed into clothes and strode to Taoran Building.

The two arrived on the second floor, but fortunately they arrived very early, so they found a seat by the window, and they didn't see Yang Letian either.

"Fortunately that unlucky guy didn't come!" Zhang Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Leng Fei looked around and didn't give up.

Why didn’t Yang Letian come?

"Hehe, after receiving guidance from General Manager Gao, I feel like a rapid progress. If Yang Letian comes, I can deal with him alone, making him look for teeth all over the ground!"

“…”

"Brother Leng, don't you believe it?"

"Brother Zhang, you can't beat him."

Zhang Tianpeng said disdainfully: "Brother Leng, you are too arrogant. If you don't come today, he will always come tomorrow! I will block him tomorrow!"

"Who are you going to block?!" Yang Letian's clear voice rang in their ears.

The two turned their heads to look.

Yang Letian and the graceful Sun Qingxue climbed the stairs and sneered at the two of them.

Leng Fei smiled.

Finally here, Qingniu is so powerful, maybe we can go one step further!

Yang Letian glanced at Zhang Tianpeng coldly: "Before I went upstairs, I heard someone speak loudly!"

"The surname is Yang!" Zhang Tianpeng slapped the table and stood up, snorting: "Today I'm going to beat you up and urinate!"

Sun Qingxue smiled and looked at Leng Fei.

Seeing her looking at Leng Fei like this, Yang Letian was jealous and did not care about Zhang Tianpeng and stared at Leng Fei: "I'm the one with Leng, I'll see where you can escape today!"

Leng Fei chuckled indifferently: "It's you who should escape!"

"Haha! Haha!" Yang Letian seemed to hear some amazing joke, laughed to the sky, laughed a few times before looking at Sun Qingxue: "Junior sister, is it interesting?"

Sun Qingxue smiled with a pursed lips and said, "Senior Brother Yang, after all, they are the ones who climbed the Yun Tower, so don't make any trouble."

There is nothing wrong with fighting and fighting. As long as you don’t cause death, the sect will not care about it. Besides, as a warrior or a young man, fighting with others will also be beneficial to improving martial arts. It is not all a bad thing.

"Don't worry, I will only break my limbs and let them climb out of Taoran Tower like dogs!" Yang Letian said gloomyly.

"Okay, then I want to see who crawled out like a dog!" Zhang Tianpeng sneered: "You're so beaten up and looking for your teeth!"

After taking Zhuanggu Pills, his teeth were growing and he felt a little painful, constantly reminding him of the shame he had suffered at the beginning.

Yang Letian sneered: "Today I will remove a few more teeth, and see if you can still scream!"

"Looking for death!" Zhang Tianpeng was furious and rushed forward.

"Bang!" The two fists collided, and Zhang Tianpeng made a muffled sound inside his body. He staggered back three steps, and was supported by Leng Fei to not crush the table.

His face turned red, as if blood all over his body suddenly surged onto his head.

Leng Fei felt the powerful force coming from Zhang Tianpeng, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of boxing is this?"

Yang Letian's punch seemed like a heavy hammer, making Zhang Tianpeng's body sound, which was far more powerful than Song Tao's fist.

Yang Letian said arrogantly: "You are not qualified to know yet!"

"Yang Letian, this is not the way to listen to Tao's house!" Leng Fei said in a deep voice.

Yang Letian snorted: "So what if it's not!"

Sun Qingxue said: "Young Master Leng, be careful. This is the magical skill obtained by Senior Brother Yang's strange experience, which is far better than Song Tao Fist."

"Bad magic, come again!" Zhang Tianpeng roared and pounced on him again.

Yang Letian punched him lightly, like a heavy hammer.

Zhang Tianpeng failed to block the punch. After a punch in the chest, a "bang" sound came out in his chest.

"Puff!" Zhang Tianpeng spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Letian's eyes shone, and he chased him again, and wanted to punch Zhang Tianpeng again.

Leng Fei took the lead, and the Qingniu power was activated to adjust the body, mind, mind, elbows, shoulders, hips, knees and feet to achieve the three combinations of the inside and the outside.

After a daytime drill, he could barely do external three-combination, but he needed to concentrate and use speeding thinking to adjust.

"Bang!" Leng Fei blocked Yang Letian's left fist and a muffled sound came from inside his body.

The heart seemed to be hit hard, and my eyes turned black, and my blood was surging and my blood was about to spurt.

He couldn't help but staggered back two steps. He was secretly surprised that the three external combinations could not be stopped. This boxing technique was much sharper than Song Tao's fist!

"Haha!" Yang Letian was full of spirit, his eyes shining, and he laughed: "The despicable and shameless guy, let you know today that in front of absolute power, all conspiracies and plots are in vain!"

He followed with another punch.

Leng Fei tried his best to make himself clear and his thinking was running at a speed.

Yang Letian's fist is like a hammer, with strange power and extremely fast speed.

There is only one way to beat him, which is to use lightning light. Apart from that, I can only be beaten, and I am definitely not as fast as my fist.

His boxing skills have no exquisite tricks, just a simple straight punch, which is simple and unpretentious, but cannot be avoided or blocked, as if Mount Tai is pressing down on the top, destroying and destroying, without any power to resist.

But he does not use the thunder seal, and does not use the thunder seal until the moment of life and death. Otherwise, he will form a dependence and lose the courage and diligence, and his potential will be difficult to be completely stimulated.

"Bang!" Leng Fei hit again, his heart seemed to be hit hard again, his internal organs seemed to roll, and blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth.

This time he did not retreat, held his head tightly, and whispered: "Brother Zhang, attack together, his left hand is injured!"

"Okay!" Zhang Tianpeng hissed.

He took a breath and his eyes stopped turning black: "Brother Leng, don't you worry?"

"It's okay, do it!" Leng Fei said.

Both punched at the same time.

"Bang bang!" Yang Letian made two punches at the same time, but his right fist was empty, and his left fist hit Leng Fei's fist.

However, Zhang Tianpeng's fist was intercepted by Sun Qingxue halfway.
Chapter completed!