Elder Fuhu knotted the Dharma seal with both hands, and the qi in his body surged out, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and seventeen qi dragons of different colors intertwined with each other, hovering and roaring in the air in front of him.

At this moment, the sand and rocks were flying, and the heaven and earth were full of murderous aura.

When the people in the audience saw this, they all regressed and exclaimed: "Seventeen Divine Dragons are strong, I can't imagine that Elder Fuhu's eighteen dragon-descending palms have reached ninety percent of the fire, and only one is missing to be complete!"

"Now that surnamed Tang is in danger, Elder Fuhu has done his best, and his power is really extraordinary!"

At the same time, Tang Feng did not hesitate, his feet suddenly straddled, his fists clenched, and with the surge of golden light, the energy in the dantian immediately poured out.

"Dragon Fist!" With a loud shout, in one breath, Tang Feng actually threw eighteen punches!

This is also the strongest blow he can make in the shortest time so far, and it can be seen that both of them are already desperate!

In an instant, his golden dragon fist met it, and suddenly a loud rumbling sound broke out.

Because the yellow sand on the battle platform was full of snow and fluttering, everyone couldn't see the specific situation on the field at all.

I just vaguely felt that one after another golden dragon fists collided with the divine dragon, and then the two phases dissipated.

The aftermath was violent, and the people in front of the battle platform retreated one after another.

"I didn't expect this movement to be so big, and this Tang Dragon's dragon fist was so powerful, could it be that he carried down Elder Fuhu's eighteen dragon descending palms?"

Everyone in the audience was shocked, staring at the battle platform without blinking.

The battle platform surged, flying snowflakes fell one by one, and particles of dust and sand began to fall.

The eighteen great powers all had calm faces, sitting there without saying a word, their faces were undoubtedly very heavy, obviously this level of combat power, even if they wanted to parry, they were afraid that they would have to waste a lot of effort.

After about half a cup of tea, the scene gradually calmed down, and everyone could see the situation on the field clearly.

Both of them were still standing on the battle platform, both standing still like javelins, no more than three meters apart, but neither of them spoke, just staring at each other.

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the audience asked: "Who won this battle when he fell to the ground?"

"I don't know, judging from the current situation, I can't see it at all!"

"Presumably, it should be Elder Fuhu who won, his eighteen dragon descending palms are really extraordinary!"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden pop, and Elder Rong Fuhu suddenly opened his mouth, and a bloody arrow spat out of his mouth.

The scarlet blood immediately stained the white snow, and it looked indescribably bewitching, and Elder Fuhu's figure suddenly staggered, almost falling to the ground.

Although in the end, he was stubbornly supported, but now everyone can see that at this moment, this Fuhu Elder's internal organs have been hit hard.

Although it has not yet fallen, it is clear that it has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness.

On the other hand, Tang Feng on the other side, although his face was extremely pale, beads of sweat were dripping down his face, and the whole person was even more wheezing like a cow, but his eyes still exuded a strange golden light.

This undoubtedly means that he still has combat effectiveness, and compared with the two, the judgment is made!

At this moment, the huge scene was quiet, and no one exclaimed anymore, not that they were not shocked, but because they were so shocked that they had forgotten to exclaim.

The heavy snow was still falling, hitting the two of them, and after a long time, Elder Fuhu gritted his teeth and said, "Your Dragon Fist is really strong, to be exact, you are really strong!"

Tang Feng gasped weakly and said, "You have endured my two dragon fists successively, and you have not fallen down until now, but you are also an extraordinary person. ”

Elder Fuhu didn't speak, just laughed there, which was undoubtedly a bitter smile.

As a veteran master of the Great Sect and a great elder of the Beggar Gang, he was defeated by a twenty-four or five-year-old young boy at this moment, and now in front of the heroes of the world, what else can he say.

Elder Fuhu didn't say anything, immediately turned around and staggered off the stage, but when he came to the edge, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Now I hope that you can walk down Shaomu Mountain alive, because ......"

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, and immediately turned and walked away, but although he didn't finish speaking, everyone present undoubtedly understood what he was trying to say.

The reason why he hoped that Tang Feng would walk down Shaomu Mountain alive was because he wanted to see what kind of growth this Tianjiao, who was so talented, could reach in the future.

As an opponent, he was able to say such a thing, and he was undoubtedly deeply impressed by the strength shown by Tang Feng.

The scene was still quiet, everyone didn't speak, but they still couldn't believe it in their hearts, such a powerful sect as Elder Fuhu couldn't beat Tang Long's thorn, and he was hit with two dragon fists.

At this time, Tang Feng suddenly felt a pain all over his body, his body was extremely weak, and he had to accept the dragon blood change, and his breath also returned to the original half-step realm.

He just gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, staggered and turned his head, and looked at Xuan Ming again.

Xuan Ming was still stunned, and he could see the strength that Tang Feng had shown just now, and even he was shocked.

"Master Xuanming, what level is next?" Tang Feng suddenly grinned and asked.

Xuan Ming suddenly came to his senses, folded his hands, and proclaimed the Buddha's slogan: "The donor's martial arts are strong, and he has such attainments at a young age, and he has broken through four levels in a row, which is really admirable to the old man." ”

Tang Feng just smiled and didn't say anything.

Xuan Ming bowed his head slightly and said: "Then next, the fifth level of the Nine Difficulties, please Songyang Iron Sword Sect Deputy Master Songqing Mountain Song Hero!"

As soon as his words fell, a heavy bell rang from a distance, and at this time, the last twilight bell of Shaolin, the twilight bell was far and far, echoing endlessly in the valley.

When the twilight bell rang, everyone realized that it was nearly twilight, and the night was about to fall.

Songyang Iron Sword Gate Song Qingshan was wearing a cyan coarse cloth robe and carrying a heavy iron sword, and slowly walked out, but he did not go on stage.

Instead, standing under the stage, his people were as thick and old as his iron sword, looking at Tang Feng and said: "Although you won just now, but it was a miserable victory, the loss of energy is drastic, I don't want to take advantage of the danger of others, right now, it will be late, the remaining battle of the nine difficulties, tomorrow will be compared!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the eighteen powers, and said loudly: "Presumably, the eighteen notary seniors should also have no opinions?"

The eighteen great powers nodded, the winter days were already very short, and it was in the mountains, and the night seemed to come faster, and now it was almost dark.

Tang Feng looked at this Song Qingshan twice, and I have to say that this guy can be regarded as a downright person.

Xuan Ming said: "Then for the time being, tomorrow's martial arts conference will continue, please go to the front of the temple to rest." ”

At this moment, an elder of Wudang Sect shouted: "Wait, the poor road has something to say." ”

Xuan Ming asked, "Dare to ask the master what he has to say?"

Elder Wudang said coldly: "It's getting late, of course, I want to rest, but there are too many variables in the whole night, what if this Tang Dragon Thorn takes the opportunity to escape tonight?"

The elder of the beggar gang also said: "Yes, in my opinion, it is safest to simply send a master to keep him under close guard, or to detain him in the Shaolin secret room." ”

When Tang Feng heard this, he immediately became furious.

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