In the cold wind, in the bamboo forest, the yellow sand under the forest is flying.

The yellow sand danced, and everyone couldn't see Murong Fei's face clearly, but they all heard his catapult-like gasp, and everyone knew that he had consumed a lot of energy by casting this fight and stargazing one after another.

"I have to say, compared to four months ago, your Dou Zhuan Xing Shift is indeed more sophisticated!" Tang Feng sneered, and in the midst of his laughter, his hands suddenly sealed, and a dragon fist mark suddenly condensed.

The golden light of the dragon fist imprint, like the head of the dragon, exuded a majestic and awe-inspiring momentum.

Seeing this dragon fist mark, Sima Liuyun, who had been silent in the distance, suddenly said in a deep voice: "Did the third elder see it, this is what I told you before, this kid's moves, it seems, is it somewhat similar to our beggar gang's Peerless Dragon Descending Eighteen Palms?"

The three elders' clothes were in tatters, and even their hair was very messy, and he had many more patches on his body than Sima Liuyun.

Although in the eyes of ordinary people, the more patches on the body, the more it may indicate that the person is poorer, but in the beggar gang, this is a status symbol.

The more patches and low cloth bags on the body, the more noble and high-status the person is.

The third elder squinted slightly, staring at Tang Feng tightly, and only after a long time did he groan: "It's a little similar, this kid is indeed a little weird!"

That Sima Liuyun snorted: "If you want me to tell me, this is simply our beggar gang's eighteen palms of dragon descending, and the moves that this kid is using now are simply stolen from our beggar gang." ”

The Third Elder suddenly turned his head, looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"

Sima Liuyun gritted his teeth and said: "Although this person is the dragon envoy of the dragon group, but just now he has performed two Shaolin stunts one after another, if our beggar gang operates a little, plus Shaomu Mountain to make trouble together, this kid will definitely not be able to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future." ”

The three elders were also old Jianghu, and immediately understood what the other party meant, thought about it and nodded: "I know how to do it, but this matter is related to the Dragon Group, and I need to go back to the Ming Gang Leader to talk about it." ”

Speaking of Tang Feng's side, the dragon fist mark was imprinted, and the wind and clouds were surging in an instant, and the yellow sand under his feet was flying all over the sky.

Murong Fei unconsciously took two steps back, and snorted coldly: "Have you finally used this trick, four months ago, I was defeated by this trick, and this time you still think I will be defeated?"

As soon as his words fell, the energy in his body immediately surged out from the dantian, converging on his palms, and soon formed a yin and yang pattern.

"God turns around!" Seeing the dragon fist mark roaring, Murong Fei let out a loud roar, and everyone couldn't see how the seal was on his hand.

I saw that the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram that the dragon fist imprint bombarded between his palms was immediately reversed and rebounded back from the original path.

Even though he had already guessed in his heart, seeing it with his own eyes at this moment, Tang Feng still couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly dodged, but in the end he was still a little slower.

The dragon fist mark that he had originally made was actually pressed back against his shoulder, and although he was not hurt, his body still looked a little embarrassed.

When Murong Fei saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, and said jokingly: "I remember, this trick Dragon Fist Mark is your strongest master, even this move can't help me, what else do you use to compete with me?"

Tang Feng retreated one after another, only then did he stand firm, touched his shoulder, and found that the clothes on his shoulder had been destroyed by the dragon fist mark just now.

When the people around the audience saw this, they all exclaimed: "My God, I can't imagine that Murong Fei has actually comprehended the second divine transformation of Gusu Murong Yi's way!"

"This is terrible, the first heavy fight turns the stars, and it can only transfer tangible moves, but the second heavy god turns the world, but even the invisible moves can be transferred and rebounded!"

"This time, the dragon thorn envoy is afraid that it is a little difficult to do, it is said that this move dragon fist mark, but his strongest trick, even this move can't help the other party!"

Listening to the exclamations around him, the smile on Murong Fei's face became even more and more proud, and he couldn't help but say: "If you kneel down now and kowtow to me in front of the rivers and lakes and admit defeat, maybe, I can spare you this time!"

Tang Feng listened, but he shook his head and sighed: "You may not know, why until now, you can still stand in front of me, standing on this martial arts field?"

Murong Fei seemed to be surprisingly patient, and sneered, "Why?"

Tang Feng said: "That's just because, I want to see how your so-called god turned around, otherwise, you would have fallen a long time ago!"

Murong Fei's face suddenly sank, and he sneered: "Who doesn't know how to say beautiful words, what else can you do, you can just use it!"

Tang Feng didn't speak again, his eyes suddenly froze, and the aura in his body suddenly soared, just in an instant, he jumped from the original fourfold opening pulse to the fivefold realm.

"It turns out that this kid actually hid his strength before!" the surrounding people exclaimed when they saw this.

"What if you hide your strength, with your dragon fist mark, you can't help me!" Murong Fei snorted disdainfully.

"Yes, next, I'll let you see it, the real Dragon Fist!"

When the words fell, Tang Feng clenched his fists and rushed forward, and in an instant, a golden dragon head was struck.

If the dragon fist mark just now is more of a formality, then this golden dragon head has made a substantial leap.

Murong Fei's face changed suddenly, he could feel the terrifying power contained in this golden dragon head, and before he had time to think about it, he immediately cast his divine transformation, and his palms condensed a yin and yang pattern.

The dragon fist rushed on it, and there was no accident, but it was still bounced away.

"I said, it's useless, any of your moves will ...... me"

Murong Fei originally wanted to drink a lot, but halfway through his words, he immediately stopped abruptly, and his face suddenly changed at this moment.

Because he was shocked to find that the other party had swept to his left side at some point, and a dragon fist actually came out again.

At this time, Murong Fei wanted to perform his magic turn again, but it was obviously too late, and with a bang, the dragon fist rushed over and rushed him away on the spot.

As his blood arrow stood out, his person slashed an arc in mid-air, and finally slammed, flying directly out of the martial arts arena.

According to the format, once a fighter is knocked out of the field, regardless of whether he can fight again or not, he is already disqualified.

What's more, looking at Murong Fei now, he was lying there like a dead dog, all his internal organs were severely damaged, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, where could he fight again.

Seeing this, some of the old rivers and lakes around shook their heads slightly and sighed: "The Murong family's divine transformation is indeed not trivial, but the realm of the two is too different, and the dragon thorn envoy is much higher than the other party in terms of strength and speed." ”

"If Murong Fei is also a fourfold opening realm, then it is difficult to say who will lose and who will win. ”

Although these old rivers and lakes said so, how did they know that Tang Feng's true realm was more than just a fourfold opening realm!

(End of chapter)