Leng Fei strode to the front and hugged his fists: "We met seniors in the downstream Wei Leng Fei."

He saw the silver medal on the middle-aged man's waist, which was the inner guard card.

The middle-aged man looked him up and down and said lazily: "You Wei?"

Leng Fei nodded.

"I'm very brave!" The middle-aged man rolled his eyelids: "Since he dares to speak, he must be a bit capable."

Leng Fei was neither humble nor arrogant, and he replied calmly: "A little crop style is not worthy of the eyes of his predecessors."

"You kid are not honest!" the middle-aged man snorted, "Have you been waiting for this opportunity for a long time?"

He saw the look of the guards outside the crowd looking at Leng Fei.

Their eyes showed earnestness.

This is obviously a high hope for him and thinks that he can defeat him. Leng Fei must be an unknown person.

Leng Fei hugged his fists: "I hope my seniors will give me advice!"

"Then let's go!" The middle-aged man's words fell and his punch reached Leng Fei's chest.

Leng Fei stepped on the moon and moved horizontally.

Everyone felt a flash of sight, and the middle-aged man's fist hit the empty space.

"Hey, it's a bit interesting!" The middle-aged man screamed strangely, his arms suddenly became soft and he waved his lightly.

The fist swung to the left with this swing, without decreasing speed, and reached Leng Fei's chest again.

Leng Fei moved away again.

He waved his arm and fist again, changing direction to pursue Leng Fei.

Everyone felt a lively snake appearing in front of them, chasing Leng Fei reluctantly, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Leng Fei dodged faster and faster, and he barely avoided every time, but he gave everyone the feeling of ease.

Leng Fei had just fought with Yin Python and saw Mingyuexuan's swordsmanship and Chunyang Sect's boxing technique. Although the middle-aged man's boxing technique is wonderful, he is better than Chunyang Sect, and he is really easy to deal with.

"I haven't asked for the name of the senior yet!" Leng Fei said in a silence step on the moon and floating in fragrance.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and urged his fist faster, and hummed: "You kid are qualified to know my name, Sun Zhengying!"

"So it's Senior Sun." Leng Fei said: "I wonder what the hell is doing here?"

Sun Zhengying sneered: "I heard from Lao Gao that your guards in the foreign palace have greatly increased their strength, what a bullshit."

Leng Fei said: "It turns out that he met General Manager Gao."

"Old friend!" Sun Zhengying gritted her teeth.

Leng Fei knew at a glance that the two were opponents. After discovering the void, he could give it a try. He said in a whisper: "That's offending!"

He punched it out.

"Bang!" The two fists collided.

Leng Fei took two steps back, and when he turned his internal organs, he wanted to vomit. Sun Zhengying was a Qi training man.

Sun Zhengying also took two steps back, and was purely shocked by the force.

"Good boy!" Sun Zhengying screamed strangely, covering her wrist and shouted: "Come again!"

Although his wrists were sore and numb, Leng Fei's boxing technique was so strong that he was extremely unwilling to accept it.

I am a Qi training man, but I can't deal with a Qi training man? Then why don't I laugh at other people's big teeth?

Leng Fei took the steps of the moon floating in the fragrant step to dodge, making Sun Zhengying screamed: "Boy Leng, are you a man? Do you want to be a turtle with a head-reducing turtle?"

This sentence was what I said to Zhang Tianpeng before, but Leng Fei was not Zhang Tianpeng, so he remained indifferent and continued to dodge.

After more than a dozen moves, Sun Zhengying lost her patience and shouted: "Come on!"

His body suddenly accelerated, his fists were like a meteor.

Leng Fei Qingpiaofiao hit him with a punch, and Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer was the second hammer.

"Bang!" The two of them flew backwards at the same time.

Leng Fei staggered to the ground and took three steps back. Sun Zhengying also staggered to the ground, staring at him in surprise.

He could not believe that his qi training man could not defeat a You Wei, and this You Wei was just a practicing qi.

Although there is no absolute level of strength and qi training, the strength of the Qi training practitioner is even more sinister, but when facing absolute strength, it may not necessarily be able to gain the advantage.

But at the age of his own, his cultivation is more pure, but he can't defeat him!

Leng Fei spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sun Zhengying was overjoyed.

His arms were sore and numb, but he was not injured, and this kid could not stand his internal energy being injured!

"Swish!" Leng Fei suddenly shook his hand.

A cold light instantly reached Sun Zhengying's feet, and the flying knife pierced into the ground covered with red mud, leaving only the handle of the knife.

Sun Zhengying paused.

His hairs stumbled up sharply, and the cold air surged from the back to the back of his head.

Leng Fei held a flying knife in his left hand and slowly inserted it back to his waist, hugged and said, "Thank you, Senior Sun, for showing mercy!"

He obtained Yijin Pill, and his strength increased by 100 kilograms. He obtained the Red Dragon Pill and the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art, and he increased by 100 kilograms, reaching about 300 kilograms. Of course, this is the strength of the arm, not the strength of the boxing, and the strength of the boxing is different.

The power of the ninth level of training strength is said to be 900 to 1,000 kilograms, with a thicker foundation or even higher.

Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer is magical and can exert several times its power. Its pure power is equal to that of Qi training men, blocking Sun Zhengying.

But Sun Zhengying's fist strength was mixed with internal energy, so he hurt him.

But no matter how powerful the boxing technique is, he can only retreat in front of the flying knife and calm Sun Zhengying down.

"Good boy!" Sun Zhengying stared at the flying knife on his waist and looked at it for a few times, gritted her teeth and snorted: "You guy is cruel!"

He turned around and left.

Everyone hurriedly made way and watched him move forward.

When he arrived at the screen wall at the gate, he suddenly stopped. He turned his head and shouted, "Boy, your name is Leng Fei?"

Leng Fei nodded slowly.

"Okay, I remember you!" Sun Zhengying snorted and turned around and left.

"Haha..." Zhang Tianpeng pounced at Leng Fei, laughed and patted his shoulder: "Good!"

Everyone stepped forward one after another.

Regardless of whether he knew him or not, Leng Fei blocked Sun Zhengying and saved everyone, otherwise he would have to continue to be humiliated by Sun Zhengying.

The four of them were forced to take action by Sun Zhengying, and he had to be defeated one by one according to his stance.

Leng Fei hugged everyone, answered a few questions, said a few greetings, then turned around and left.

The two left the outer palace and returned to their own courtyard.

Zhang Tianpeng followed closely behind, blocking the person who wanted to follow, entered the yard and inserted it into the yard gate and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, these guys are so enthusiastic!"

Leng Fei smiled and poured a glass of wine for himself.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "I've inquired. Sun Zhengying is still a big-name person, which is quite troublesome."

Leng Fei looked at him.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "It is said that the inner guard is very old and is deeply attracted by the owner and his wife. He speaks very well."

"Will he expel me from the building?" Leng Fei frowned.

Zhang Tianpeng nodded slowly: "This guard Sun acted unexpectedly. Every time he had a strange act, he could not guess. Such a thing could be done!"

Leng Fei put down his wine glass and stood up.

This is a problem. If you really want to be expelled, where can you get the marrow washing pill? If you don’t have the marrow washing pill, don’t even think about becoming the best in the world.

Just as he was talking, a "bang" knocking on the door came from outside.

When I heard the knock on the door, I knew that the other party was rude and impatient.

A loud shout came from outside: "Leng Fei, open the door!"

Zhang Tianpeng stepped forward and opened the yard door, staring at him in anger.

A silver medal was standing in front of him. The master of the silver medal was a middle-aged round-faced man, staring at Zhang Tianpeng coldly: "Where is Leng Fei?"

Zhang Tianpeng said in a deep voice: "Inner Guard? What's the matter with him?"

"Follow us!" The round-faced man said in a deep voice: "You let it aside and don't get in the way!"
Chapter completed!