At this moment, in the jungle, the two people in the rivers and lakes are talking and laughing.

They are talking with relish, the Purple Emperor of the Central Plains, North Qiao Feng and South Murong, which is stronger and which is weaker between the three.

At this moment, a strong wind struck, and the two figures disappeared in a flash.

The guy with the big knife on his back asked his companion in astonishment, "! brother, what was it just now?"

The mace on his back rubbed his eyes and said uncertainly, "It looks like two people!" but they were too fast to see. ”

"Fart! is it a human being so fast?" said the guy with the big knife, looking incredulous.

At this moment, two figures in the forest passed by quickly.

The two are naturally Ye Lang and Qiao Feng.

In just one stick of incense, the two have been flying for dozens of miles, but they still haven't decided the winner.

Ye Lang was very shocked, his speed was at full speed, and his internal strength was very deep, he originally thought that Qiao Feng could not compare to him, but he didn't want Qiao Feng to be no worse at all.

In contrast, Qiao Feng was also shocked, he was the first person he encountered who could not be inferior to him in terms of internal strength and speed.

Sure enough, it's the Purple Emperor!

It is worthy of being the protagonist of heaven and earth!

The two of them have their own evaluations in their hearts.

Eventually, the two stopped, staring at each other.

Qiao Feng grinned and said, "Purple Emperor, how is this game settled?"

"Okay! Next, it depends on whose martial arts are higher! Suwen beggar gang, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are known as peerless martial arts. ”

"Bendi has long wanted to understand!"

Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands, with a solemn tone in his indifferent tone.

He didn't ask the system how many chances he had of winning against Qiao Feng.

Because Ye Lang is full of confidence in himself, as long as the disparity in strength is not too large, he will never ask the system.

"Haha! Dare not be afraid to fight with me Qiao Feng, your name as the Purple Emperor is indeed qualified to be on par with me!"

Qiao Feng laughed, his hands were slowly raised, and a terrifying internal force poured out from his body.

The next moment, Qiao Feng stepped on the ground, and the whole person rose into the sky, and the internal force around his body condensed into a qi dragon.

The air dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, swimming around him, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan could be heard.

"Golden Dragon Descending Rui!"

I saw that Qiao Feng shouted loudly and slapped Ye Lang with one palm.

The dragon roared out all around him, and the dragon roared to the sky, opening its teeth and dancing claws and rushing towards Ye Lang.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang's face was solemn, and the terrifying internal force erupted from his body.

Ye Lang raised his hands, and the internal force around his body gathered into tens of millions of Buddhas, and around him, there was a loud roar in the air, like a deafening sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell!"

The next moment, Ye Lang's hands were knotted, and thousands of Buddha statues around him finally converged into a huge bell, covering Ye Lang in it.

Boom! The fangs and claws of the dragon slammed into the bell!

It's a pity that the giant bell was not broken!

In the end, the qi dragon dissipated, and the terrifying energy rippled around first, destroying all the trees within 100 meters.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng was shocked in his heart, and asked uncertainly, "This is the strongest defensive Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Bell in the seventy-two peerless schools of Shaolin?"

"That's right!"

"The Eighteen Dragon-Descending Palms of the Beggar Gang are indeed worthy of their reputation!"

Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands, retracted his internal force, and the qi clock dissipated.

The next moment, Ye Lang took a deep breath, and the internal force around his body surged up his throat, and a deafening roar was heard.

"Roar ——!"

What he performed was the lion's roar! One of the seventy-two mastery of Shaolin!

Sonic martial arts are equally terrifying.

The next moment, the trees in the sky burst into debris, flying sand and rocks, and the sky was full of dust.

A huge lion rushed towards Qiao Feng frantically, opening his bloody mouth!

Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng's face was solemn, the internal force of his palms converged, and he once again cast the eighteen palms of dragon descending!

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Boom! The dragon finally collided with the lion's head, and a deafening roar was heard.

Qiao Feng's five holes were bleeding, his face was pale, and his palms were trembling.

He was caught off guard by Ye Lang, and he didn't expect Ye Lang to be able to use sonic martial arts, and in a hurry, he used ten percent of the dragon and eighteen palms, and his meridians were damaged.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang stepped on the ground, and the whole person rose into the sky, and several sword fingers burst into the air towards Qiao Feng, which was obviously the six-vein divine sword.

Qiao Feng hurriedly flipped in the air, dodging Ye Lang's six-vein divine sword.

But when he saw the power of the six-vein divine sword, Qiao Feng's face turned ugly, if he hit Ye Lang's sword finger, he would inevitably be seriously injured!

But as soon as Qiao Feng dodged a wave of six-vein divine swords, Ye Lang attacked another wave of six-vein divine swords.

Just like this, the two of them, in just a moment, confronted each other for hundreds of moves.

Qiao Feng looked very embarrassed, completely dodging the six-vein divine sword, and he was very aggrieved.

He would occasionally use the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending to counterattack, and Ye Lang would use the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Bell to block it.

The two were at such a stalemate, although Qiao Feng was embarrassed, Ye Lang couldn't take Qiao Feng for a while.

There is no other reason, Ye Lang once approached Qiao Feng and used the Northern Spiritual Skill to deal with Qiao Feng.

But what made Ye Lang helpless was that he was finally broken free by Qiao Feng, and so far, Qiao Feng no longer dared to let Ye Lang get close.

As soon as Qiao Feng saw Ye Lang approaching, he immediately used the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending to deal with him.

Two hours later.

Ye Lang stopped, although he had the upper hand, it was impossible for him to kill Qiao Feng! Unless he broke through the innate realm, or had a blood demon by his side.

Because, Qiao Feng was originally in the middle of the congenital stage, but his combat power was not weaker than that of the late congenital stage!

"Purple Emperor, I, Qiao Feng, am willing to bow down. ”

Seeing Ye Lang stop, Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, although he stubbornly resisted, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

All along, Ye Lang has been pressing him to beat, making him very aggrieved, but he is helpless.

"Well, you do have the qualifications to be on par with me. ”

Ye Lang nodded depressedly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he left with his hands.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng was stunned, and then left.

Neither of them noticed that a hundred meters away, a black figure wearing a hood had been watching the battle.

This person, the terrifying strength has reached the late congenital realm!

He is Murong Fu's father!

"Where did this Purple Emperor come from, why have I never heard of it?" Murong Bo's face was gloomy, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He wanted to kill Ye Lang, but after seeing Ye Lang's strength, he didn't think he could kill Ye Lang.

If he defeated Ye Lang, he was confident, but if he was killed, he was not sure!

"I hope it doesn't ruin my plan, otherwise I will definitely want you to live rather than die!" Murong Bo's eyes were cold, he flicked his robe, and disappeared.

"Ding Dong! Remind the host that Murong Bo has an aversion to the host +50%. ”

At this moment, Ye Lang, who was feeling Qiao Feng's might, suddenly heard the cold voice of the system in his mind.

What? Murong Bo actually has a 50% disgust for me?

Ye Lang's face changed drastically, he had never met Murong Bo, how could the latter have a disgust for him?

After some inquiry, Ye Lang suddenly realized.

It turned out that Murong Bo was at the scene not long ago, and the system didn't remind him because Murong Bo was 100 meters away.

"Old fellow, it's better not to look for death, or I wouldn't recommend giving you a ride. ”

Ye Lang sneered and turned to leave.

He knew that soon, a beggar gang meeting would be held to force Qiao Feng to step down.

Ye Lang's goal is very simple, kill the old guys of the beggar gang, become his own nourishment, and then kill Qiao Feng.

At that time, Ye Lang will hold a martial arts conference and call on the entire Jianghu powerhouse to participate.

He wants to fight to raise the war and kill all the innate masters on the rivers and lakes in one fell swoop!

Three days later, the jungle was full of beggars, Qiao Feng was among them, and there were many people who came to hear the wind.

What is surprising is that the Dali royal family also came, and Duan Zhengchun's father and son came together.

As soon as he thought of Mrs. Ma's kung fu that made him flutter, Duan Zhengchun felt and thirsty, and he couldn't wait to fight three hundred rounds now.

Of course, the reason why he dared to be so blatant was because Dao Baifeng actually acquiesced!

He took several lovers back to the palace one after another, but Dao Baifeng didn't go crazy!

Subsequently, with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, Leng handled the harem very harmoniously.

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps, and everyone looked back.

I saw that Murong Fu took three peerless beauties and walked slowly between his hands.

As for the evil turmoil, it has become his nourishment!

At this moment, Murong Fu was in high spirits, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ever since he cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill, his internal strength has become deeper and deeper, and he has reached the peak of the early innate stage, which is only a line away from the middle innate stage.

He didn't take Qiao Feng seriously at all, he came today to prove that he was not a murderer!

He also wanted to suck the beggar gang masters dry!

He wants to use his actions to tell Jianghu Wulin that Qiao Feng is not worthy of being as famous as himself!