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Ren Xing has been sitting on the viewing platform for a long time, and he is naturally not interested in these flower fist embroidered legs, and some of the skills are itchy and unbearable, he can't wait to end this competition, get the frost and snow ice spirit earlier, and see He Feng defeat another master, stand up, fly up, slightly heavy steps, and steadily fall on the competition platform, stepping into a puff of smoke and dust.

He Feng heard the voice, looked back, and saw Ren Xing coming to power, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

As soon as Ren Xing came to power, he instantly attracted all the attention, and everyone was amazed and whispered, which seemed to be an eye-opener.

"Do you go down by yourself, or will I give you a ride?"

Although He Feng's kung fu is not as good as Ren Xing, but Ren Xing is so arrogant and arrogant, how can He Feng swallow this breath, his left foot moved forward, and he snorted coldly: "Please also ask the Sword Emperor to teach you." ”

"Well... There's a kind, I like it, hahaha. Ren Xing laughed, his hands slowly clenched into fists, and a pale green true qi enveloped his fists, and then turned into a phantom, disappeared in place, and rushed towards He Feng with that strong energy.

Although He Feng was not reconciled, he also clearly knew that he could not beat Ren Xing, but because of his face, he was embarrassed to admit it, and he was afraid of being ridiculed, but the desire for frost and snow in his heart also wanted to try his best to challenge Ren Xing, try his best to find the flaws of Ren Xing, after all, the master made a move, and winning or losing was only a thought.

Ren Xing's internal force is known for his fierceness and domineering, and there are not many moves that can confront him head-on, which is well known in the rivers and lakes.

He Feng saw Ren Xing rushing towards him, avoided his edge, and hurriedly dodged sideways, ten percent of his internal force condensed, and punched Ren Xing.

Ren Xing threw himself into the air, the cold light from the corner of his eyes swept towards He Feng, and the right fist he hit opened violently, and his backhand swept towards the right like an eagle's claw.

I saw an invisible qi, turning into a looming demon claw, sweeping towards He Feng's iron fist, and then there was a muffled sound of "bang", shattering He Feng's iron fist, and Yu Wei flew towards He Feng.

He Feng was shocked when he saw this, his left fist condensed a force, and punched towards Ren Xing's remaining strength, and the pale yellow true qi like a fist docked with Ren Xing's remaining strength, making a light thunderous sound, and then turned into a cloud of smoke and dust.

Although it was just a simple move, He Feng was enough to feel the strength of Ren Xing, the internal force was definitely not a level, it was impossible for him to defeat Ren Xing, and he had already lost in his heart, but it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he could only continue.

He Feng just took a step back, and Ren Xing's left fist hit a fierce fist wind, He Feng dodged sideways, dodged Ren Xing's fist wind, and punched Ren Xing with the momentum.

If you talk about boxing alone, Ren Xing naturally can't compare to He Feng, this is actually very clear to Ren Xing, but the gap in strength, He Feng and Ren Xing have an insurmountable gap, so Ren Xing does not dodge, his right fist with that strong energy, relying on the advantage of his own internal force, ignoring the iron fist He Feng played, and wants to forcibly fight with He Feng, so that He Feng loses the advantage of boxing.

I saw Ren Xing, and the fierce punch docked with He Feng's iron fist true qi, and the arrogant and strong internal force shattered He Feng's iron fist true qi again, and the pale green internal force drowned He Feng's iron fist true qi.

Faced with the gap in internal strength, in the face of Ren Xing's brutal style of play, He Feng was indeed a little at a loss, and in desperation, he burst out with twelve points of strength, gritted his teeth and frowned, and punched Ren Xing.

"Bang-"

A muffled sound came from between Ren Xing and He Feng's fists, and the impact of the two internal forces erupted from between the fists of the two A strong current erupted from between the fists of the two, turning into a circle and spreading, and that strong current blew Ren Xing and He Feng's clothes.

The gap in internal force, Ren Xing did not move, and He Feng slid back two feet away under such a strong attack, and took a few steps back in a row before he stabilized his body.

For He Feng did not bow his head to admit defeat, Ren Xing also felt that He Feng had some backbone, and he also had a little more respect for He Feng, and he didn't want He Feng to lose too ugly, so he didn't continue to pursue, put away his fist, gave He Feng a step, and smiled at He Feng: "If you can have such internal strength, you can be regarded as a master, and you will be able to become angry in time." ”

Although He Feng was unwilling, but it was indeed a gap in strength, which could not be surmounted, since Ren Xing had given himself a step, He Feng was also interested in taking advantage of the situation, and said with a smile: "The Sword Emperor really deserves his reputation, He Feng is willing to bow down." ”

At the end of the words, He Feng flew off the competition platform.

"Hahahaha. Ren Xing laughed happily, walked slowly on the competition platform, glanced around, and roared excitedly: "If anyone else wants to fight with me, just come up." ”

As we all know, frost and snow ice spirit has a miraculous effect on healing and detoxification, and can even bring the dead back to life, Yi Xiaopeng was disabled by Mu Lingtian, if he can get frost and snow ice spirit, maybe Yi Xiaopeng can stand up again, and frost and snow ice spirit is related to the sixteen swords of Zhuxian, so for frost and snow ice spirit, Yi Xiaopeng is also crazy about it.

The location of the Tibetan Sword Villa, Yi Xiaopeng sat in a custom-made wheelchair, he had already guessed that Ren Xing would be his biggest opponent in snatching the frost and snow ice spirit, so he had already calculated, looked at Ren Xing on the competition platform and sneered, and moved his gaze to the crowd under the competition platform.

A middle-aged man, about forty years old, dressed in plain clothes, mature and steady, very handsome, saw Ren Xing provoking on the competition platform, tilted his head slightly, looked at Yi Xiaopeng, and Yi Xiaopeng looked at each other, then nodded lightly, jumped up, and flew onto the competition platform.

This person is the ghost shadow Hu Mao, the disciple of the flying eagle Lin Hui on the clouds, and the junior brother of the flying civet cat, although the kung fu is not high, but if it comes to light skills, it can be said that it was unparalleled at that time, this person is called the second, no one dares to be the first, but this person is idle and rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, so there are not many people who know him.

The light step is silent, and you don't feel any internal force fluctuations.

"I don't want to ask the Sword Emperor to teach you a lesson or two. Hu Mao clasped his fists and said with a smile without pressure.

Ren Xing looked back at Hu Mao, but he could also feel that Hu Mao was a master, although he didn't believe that anyone could beat him, he was also a little serious, and said with a smile: "Who is coming, report your name." ”

Hu Mao smiled slightly: "The people of the mountains and wilderness are not worth mentioning, and please be merciful under the sword emperor." ”

"Well... Seeing that you are also a master, I have made a few moves, you have to be careful. Ren Xing said with a smile, did not draw his knife, gathered his fists, and rushed towards Hu Mao. I want to talk about "Heavenly Remnant" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~