"Okay! OK! OK!" In an ancient house, a strong man in black uniform said three good words in a row. He reached out and slapped his hand. The bluestone under his palm suddenly split. He said coldly: "Cang Haogan doesn't dare to do this. A yellow-mouthed child also has the courage to argue against heroes in the world?"

The disciples next to him dare not speak. After all, Yuan Qingwei has proved that he is at least the most powerful being in the world with the lives of the two demon masters. His master has always been a master who thinks about it and comes out. No one knows that he is catering to the other party at this time. Will the other party feel that he is not qualified and will he just hit him?

But it is not okay to not speak. Past experiences have already made them know that even if they don’t speak, they may be unlucky.

Finally, a charming woman chuckled softly and flattered: "What the master said is very much, but the demon Cang Haogan was once a lifelong enemy that he admitted. With his inheritance, with the Taoist Lord who jumped out of nowhere, the Jade Taoist's strength has never been too bad."

"Man'er's words are not bad!" The man touched his chin: "Cang Hao's strength is slightly better than me. Although Dao Jun doesn't know how strong he is? However, being recognized by Cang Hao's is obviously not a simple person. This jade Taoist seems to have such a little bit of ability to fight the world after the inheritance of the two."

"Well, I'll wait for a while to see what this kid has."

Similar conversations have been repeated in many places, but everyone consciously chose to wait for three months.

Three months later, a large number of warriors gathered near the mountain range where Yuan Qingwei was located. They looked at Yuan Qingwei on the cliff not far from the ring and talked a lot.

"Who is this person?"

"Yu Dao Ren, it is said that he was the disciple of the big devil who came back a few years ago. Later, he abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and joined a Taoist real person. Now he is preparing to fight the world."

"So rampant? Didn't he say that he abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and worshipped the Taoist real person?"

"What kind of Taoist real person is just a side sect who doesn't know where to learn Taoist martial arts... Just a senior. Although his martial arts are superb, his Taoist vein has no previous inheritance and cannot be considered a Taoist real person..."

"This Taoist priest, after hearing what you said, it seems that there is something hidden in it. Can you tell us..."

Yuan Qingwei didn't care about the discussions below. When the agreed time came, he stood up and took a step, like a ray of leaves rolled up by a breeze, and it seemed as if there was an invisible step under his feet, slowly walking down step by step. The many martial arts people below took a breath.

"Such light skills are shocking!" An old man with white hair sighed, and then he heard Yuan Qingwei say: "Who will come first?"

"I will do it first!" A thin Taoist walked slowly to the front of the stage.

"Don't mind, I'll do it right here!"

"Please!" Although the other party had not yet entered the ring, Yuan Qingwei knew very well that the ring would not exist for long. After reaching out to signal, he did not see any movement from the Taoist robe. The Taoist robe on his body was blown by the wind. Invisible energy expanded from his body. The dead branches and leaves, dust and gravel around were rolled up by the energy. As his sleeve robe swung, it turned into two wind snakes and strangled towards Yuan Qingwei.

"Break!" He stretched out his hand and landed at the intersection of the two qi and energy. The two wind snakes collided with each other and turned into countless fragments and landed on the ground.

"Okay!" The Taoist looked happy, his momentum surged again, and it was still expanding, but his spirit became weaker and weaker, like a mirror flower, water and moon, blending into the void, which was elusive.

Yuan Qing frowned slightly and tried to shoot it out with one palm. The energy was like a whirlpool surging, but the Taoist smiled, his wide sleeves were flying, and his two thin hands stretched out, dripping through the arcs in the air. Like a magic trick, he smashed the energy that Yuan Qingwei rolled up, and then guided it into the void of heaven and earth.

"The wonderful use of the five elements is silent and still, and it is moved and then connected. Heaven and earth produce spirits in the void and qi in the quiet. If a person can be weak, his mind will be visible, and his thoughts will be harmonious." Yuan Qingwei's face was as usual, and he casually told the wonderfulness of the other party's skills. At the same time, he also secretly sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he was a talented person when he got there.

People who practice martial arts world may be limited by the world and their knowledge and cannot go further, but when the world's restrictions are relaxed, the future path will be guided. Even if there is no specific method of practice, they can gradually develop a series of methods of practice based on their past accumulation.

The Taoist in front of me is a typical example. His martial arts foundation lies in the word "quiet and empty". The specific operation rules are somewhat similar to guiding all external forces to return to the void of heaven and earth, and are an extreme defensive technique.

‘It’s a pity that it’s a little crisper.’ Yuan Qingwei commented in his heart. Mingyu’s magic power was condensed, the golden rays were circulating, and a light golden ray appeared. The long sleeves were swung, and the sharp sharpness made the Taoist look change. His sleeves danced again, and the layers of energy fell down, pulling the golden rays, but he was surprised that he had no way to move. He could only look at Yuan Qingwei’s fingers carved like jade, stopping in front of his eyebrows.

"Take the offer!" Yuan Qingwei took a step back and bowed his hand to signal.

"Hey! I'm old all the time!" The Taoist sighed, smiled bitterly, and then said curiously: "I have heard that among the several martial arts you used when you were free in your early years, there was a martial art like a flying sleeve, but I didn't want it to be so unique. I wonder if this is the teaching of the demon or the inheritance of the Taoist Lord?"

"It's considered the inheritance of Taoist Lord." Yuan Qing responded with a smile, the Taoist nodded and retreated again.

"I dare to ask the next one..." Before Yuan Qingwei finished speaking, he saw that a person had already walked up. The person who came was also thin, but he was wearing a black monk's robe, holding a dark Zen stick in his hand, bowed slightly to Yuan Qing, and the Zen stick in his hand shook, and his body tumbling up. The authentic Buddhist magical powers were at its peak.

Just like Yuan Qingwei, a light golden glorious monk's skin appeared on his skin, and the golden light made him look like he was made of brass. The Zen Staff in his hand was also dyed with golden light, and he drew a trajectory in the air, slashing towards Yuan Qingwei's Heavenly Spirit in the air.

Yuan Qingwei raised his hand, and the golden wisp clothes appeared, and the long sleeves rolled upwards, but he didn't expect the Zen stick to regenerate and change from close to him. He was like a spiritual snake, avoiding Yuan Qingwei's sleeve from the side and hitting him on the shoulder.

"I'm soft-hearted!" Yuan Qing smiled, flipped his palm, and beat the Zen stick. Then he shook his body. When he came to the monk, he stretched out his hand and stroked it. There was a dull sound like a yellow bell, deafening.

The monk took several steps back one after another, and then stood firm again with the Zen stick. Yuan Qingwei bowed from the air. The monk looked at his chest. There was a hole similar to the palm on the monk's robe. His exposed skin was as crystal clear as jade. He smiled bitterly and retreated.

Yuan Qing turned around and looked at everyone, and was about to ask again, but heard a loud shout.
Chapter completed!