As Taoist Fuxin slowly fell from the stands, he rose to about ten smaller rings around the original ring.

The Ganshan disciples who were ready to move ran to the arenas in groups of three to catch the battle.

The four elders of Ganshan and the disciples behind the head looked around aimlessly.

They are one of the most talented and martial arts people in Ganshan.

They and other disciples who enjoyed the top resources in Ganshan have already opened up a lot, and basically no one has challenged them beyond the level.

Just when Li Chengfeng felt bored, a handsome man with a feminine appearance came out in the team of the elders.

The man looked at a disciple in a blue and black robe behind Taoist Fuxin.

"Senior brother, Min He boldly wants to have a chance to compete with you." The feminine man held his fists and bowed, with a little sarcasm in his eyes.

Before the senior brother he said, another disciple under the command of Taoist Fuxin came up.

The person in this life is tall and big, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, bronze skin, and the figure that is vaguely muscled under the robe, and is simply two extremes with the disciple named Minhe.

"You are a man and not a woman, and you still want to choose our senior brother. Sajia Du Hao will be against you first!" After saying that, the strong man walked towards the ring on his own, and looked at it with his eyes and stayed in the original state. Minhe on the ground.

How could he bear such a ridicule in public? He flew into the ring in just a few steps.

Li Chengfeng, who was watching the game off the stage, looked at the two of them and became interested in them.

Fuxin introduced two people to him. The feminine man named Minhe was the fourth disciple of the Great Elder.

Like the later great man, this person only had the peak of the Grand Master, but his personality was completely different.

Minhe practiced a vicious and vicious claw skill, and once grabbed a foot-high stone into powder with one claw.

Later, the man named Du Hao had a strong and upright personality, and his hand made him superb.

The two of them had some clues about this battle, and Li Chengfeng could also take this opportunity to learn about Ganshan martial arts.

The two of them did not reminisce about the past, and the two fists and claws intersected, making a low and dull sound.

Du Hao's Bajiquan opened and closed the internal force into the two fists, and the attack was surging and endless. The Bajiquan's fist became more and more fierce and suppressed Min He in a corner of the ring.

His Taoist robe was wet with sweat, and white mist of sweat rose above his head, and his blood rushed up to his face and his face was visible to the naked eye.

However, Min He had no tension on his face, his eyes were erratic, and he went straight to Du Hao's fatal hole in his only few attempts.

Claw skills are like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. As long as you catch them, you will almost give a fatal blow.

The disciples behind the head applauded repeatedly when they saw this scene, only the Taoist Fuxin and his eldest disciple were full of worry.

Li Chengfeng also saw something was wrong. Although Du Hao's attack was fierce, his physical strength and internal strength were quickly lost.

On the other hand, although Min He was covered in scars and looked embarrassed, he did not hurt the foundation.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter. After Du Hao punched him again, he wiped the blood from his face.

"It's all fools, I'm almost tired. It's my turn!" Min He rushed straight to Du Hao's dantian with a heart-breaking claw.

Du Hao quickly crossed his hands and blocked his dantian. He actually had the chance to hurt Min He just now.

But in his thoughts on his fellow disciples, he finally held back and did not attack him to death.

But now his boxing posture has gradually weakened and he has no chance to fight back.

"Bastard! This is a meeting on the Taoism, you are actually trying to kill me!" Du Hao retreated repeatedly, with more and more scars on his body.

Just when Min He was about to kill himself, two purple evil spirits lingered in his hands, stabbing Du Hao's throat.

If this attack is hit, Du Hao will die on the ring on the spot.

A bandaged sword flew onto the ring, touching the claws, sparking.

Min He avoided this attack and looked fiercely at Li Chengfeng in the audience.

Du Hao still wanted to fight back, but was pulled down by Taoist Fuxin and handed over to Haiyue to take him to recuperate.

"Du Hao is not strong enough, I will take him to admit defeat." Taoist Fuxin said with a smile, with a trace of murderous aura hidden in his eyes.

It seems that my junior brother is planning to go all the way and actually indulge his disciples in a desperate situation. Then we can't blame ourselves for not talking about the relationship between the same school.

"Why did the Eighth Prince interfere with the Du Hao ring and me?"

"If you have a very good skill, you can come up to fight me, you don't have to do this!" said Min He on the stage.

Li Chengfeng was thinking this way. He just wanted to sharpen the Paiyun Palm, but he would not miss this opportunity.

He accelerated two steps under his feet and rushed to the arena, hanging the Xuanyuan Sword behind him. Li Chengfeng stretched out his hand and hooked it towards Minhe.

"Come on, I'm still going to have something to do after the beating!" Li Chengfeng sarcastically said.

Min He, who was disturbed by Li Chengfeng, was already unhappy in his heart, but now he is being so despised by this, how could he tolerate it?

His face was even more ugly, and he hooked his hands and grabbed Li Chengfeng's heart.

If Li Chengfeng died here, it would be impossible for the cooperation between Datang and Qianshan to be achieved.

His master had specifically explained that if anyone could kill Li Chengfeng at the Taoist Conference, he would have a huge amount of resource rewards.

The claws turned into two long purple snakes, and they opened their teeth and slapped at Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng was not too slow, and he moved his body slightly and spread his hands forward in his palms. A white mist-like palm shadow appeared between his palms and met the shadows of the two poisonous snakes flying over.

The palm shadow and the claw shadow exploded in unison, turning into a mist. The Minhe walked through the mist and went forward to Li Chengfeng.

His eyes became more and more crazy, and his claws enveloped Li Chengfeng standing there.

Li Chengfeng's figure moved, and the Yun Palm passed through Min He's attack and turned into a fist to hit Min He's chest.

Min He's chest was sunken down, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew towards the other side of the ring.

I just watched the battle and gave him some inspiration. Paiyun Palm may be as soft as Wing Chun and Tai Chi, with a soft outside and a strong inside!

Originally, Paiyun Palm was a skill that was elegant and lively without losing its power, and its attributes were also suitable for Wing Chun's unexpected.

"You... cannot..." Min He, who was lying on the ground, looked at Li Chengfeng with red eyes and murmured.

The resources originally sent to him flew away like this, Min He felt a sense of ruthlessness in his heart, and his hand hidden under his sleeve quietly placed it on a machine-scroll box.

His own ideas were practiced, and Li Chengfeng slowly walked towards Minhe, preparing to end this boring ring match.

Just as he was about to approach the Minhe on the ground, a sudden change occurred.

A crisp sound of mechanical sash sounded, and a silver needle as long as a middle finger shot out and headed straight for Li Chengfeng's eyebrows.

"Be careful!" Hai Yue, who was watching the game from the audience, couldn't help but exclaim. Li Chengfeng saved Du Hao just now.

Although she had some holidays with Li Chengfeng before, she didn't want something to happen to him in the ring.

Taoist Fuxin in the audience also frowned. If something happened to Li Chengfeng, the relationship between Ganshan and the Tang Dynasty would instantly fall to freezing point.

Just when he was about to take action, the Xuanyuan Sword behind Li Chengfeng flew out and blocked him, blocking the silver needle.

The silver needle fell into the ring, and a drop of black liquid dripped, corroding a corner of the ring made a hissing sound.

Obviously, the needle is poisonous.

Li Chengfeng tilted his head and looked at Min He. The wind sounded at his feet and stepped onto his head.

"You dare!" The elder in the audience shouted, and his Taoist aura was storming towards Li Chengfeng.
Chapter completed!