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Si Qingyuan's words made Yan Feng feel very ridiculous.

Not only him, but everyone else also found it ridiculous.

"What he said is true, right?" Yan Feng said: "The one you said is the fourfold kid of the Ning Dan Realm, named Lin Xiu, right?"

Xu Yuanqing nodded: "It's indeed him, so, I advise you to leave with someone now, don't interfere with us entering the Martial God Manor." Otherwise, the consequences are really unpredictable. ”

"Hahaha!" Yan Feng couldn't hold back anymore and laughed wildly, and the others also laughed, tears were about to burst into laughter.

"I'm looking forward to what you said about Lin Xiu, how powerful he is!"

Yan Feng stopped laughing and said, "But before that, let's talk about it first, you made my woman kneel." ”

Xu Yuanqing glanced at Yumeng and said, "If you kneel, you will kneel." ”

After saying that, he himself was stunned for a moment.

In the past, he was not so arrogant.

And now, unconsciously, he would say such arrogant words.

"The one who is close to the ink is black. Xu Yuanqing sighed secretly in his heart.

After following Lin Xiu for so long, he actually contracted his arrogant and domineering temperament, Xu Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, he really learned badly.

"Kneel, kneel? Are you sure you said it to me?" Yan Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Very good, then, you should also kneel!"

He waved his arm and said, "Shen Lang, break his legs, let him give my woman, kneel!"

Then his eyes fell on the faces of Jiang Shan's second daughter, and said, "You two, from today onwards, be my women!"

Very domineering, not to discuss, but to give direct orders.

You must accept it, if you don't accept it, the consequences are unpredictable!

"Don't you think about it!" Jiang Shan held a dagger and said, "I have only one man, and that is Lin Xiu!"

"Lin Xiu, it's Lin Xiu again!" Hearing this name again and again, Yan Feng's heart was already full of anger towards Lin Xiu.

These two women, who are even more beautiful than Yumeng, are actually the women of Lin Xiu?

"The weak are not worthy of having a woman!" Yan Feng said coldly, "If he doesn't dare to come, forget it." If he comes, I will abolish him in front of you, and let you know how vulnerable the man you fancy is in front of my mad sword Yan Feng!"

"Now, abolish him!"

"Leave it to me!" Shen Lang, with messy long hair, walked out from behind.

He rubbed his fists, licked his lips fiercely, and said, "Boy, your courage is really big." To be honest, I appreciate you, but you're outrageously bold, so I have to teach you a lesson. ”

"Huh. Xu Yuanqing smiled faintly, looking very relaxed.

Fighting alone, he was not afraid at all.

As long as the other party doesn't deal with him in groups, there is really nothing to be afraid of.

"Huh!"

Shen Lang's body suddenly rioted, and every disciple of the Martial God Manor had unimaginable melee combat ability.

They were extremely disdainful of monks from the outside world.

Because in their opinion, the monks in the outside world are still in the use of spiritual power.

However, the truly strong know how to use every inch of the strength of the flesh.

The physical body is the only strength of an immortal cultivator!

Only by developing the physical body to the limit can it be truly powerful!

Once close to the close, the monks of the outside world are vulnerable!

Blink!

It was really a blink of an eye, Shen Lang was already approaching Xu Yuanqing, and his body leaned forward, like an axe that was chopping down.

The right elbow was bent and raised high, carrying shocking power, and smashed down towards Xu Yuanqing's head.

Wherever he passed, the turf flew out and the rubble flew sideways.

Si Qingyuan gloated, as if he had seen Xu Yuanqing being knocked away by an elbow.

No matter who it was, as long as it had a relationship with Lin Xiu, it was all his enemy.

He will never forget that day above the Sword Sect, he had to cut off his arms in order to save his life.

That is his eternal shame, the shame of his life, which must be washed away by Lin Xiu's blood and life!

"Smack!"

A crisp sound.

Everyone was shocked to see that Xu Yuanqing was actually a palm, easily catching his elbow, and the moment he retreated, there was a sticky force in his palm, and Shen Lang was directly thrown out.

"Bang!"

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, Shen Lang was directly smashed into the ground, setting off a huge cloud of smoke and dust.

"Shen Lang is defeated?"

"How is it possible! Shen Lang is a sevenfold great cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm!"

"Shen Lang, who ranked forty-ninth in the outer manor, was actually defeated by him!"

Those disciples of the Martial God Manor slapped their faces vigorously.

The scene was so shocking that it made them lose their voice.

Yan Feng's eyes lit up.

He's excited!

Yes, he was not angry at all, on the contrary, excited!

Everyone knows that Yan Feng, the mad knife, is a combatant!

All the monks in the outer manor have been challenged by him.

Except for a few people, he couldn't beat it.

Of the rest, none of them could survive three moves in his hands.

Even in the inner manor, he has challenged dozens of people, and there are more victories and fewer defeats!

"Damn, Lao Tzu killed you!" Shen Lang jumped up from the ground.

His eyes were red.

Actually, he threw it out!

Or in front of so many people, he is going crazy!

"Huh!" he rushed forward again, his fists thundering, and one punch continued to blast out, forming a dense fist shadow.

And all the faces turned pale.

"Kamui Hundred Fists!"

This is Shen Lang's famous stunt, Shenwei Hundred Fists!

Middle-grade fourth-order boxing martial arts!

He obviously cultivated this fist technique to perfection, his heart moved at will, and he shot casually, just a fist shadow.

Many people can't tell which fist is real, and naturally they can't resist and dodge.

"Being able to force Shen Lang to use martial arts, he is proud enough!" said a disciple with a smile.

Xu Yuanqing threw him out before, which really surprised them.

But at this moment, Shen Lang is using martial arts, and they don't think that Xu Yuanqing still has any chance of winning.

"It's forcing me. Xu Yuanqing muttered softly.

In the face of this airtight fist, he only raised one finger.

"Shenwu fingering!"

The sound of light shouting sounded at the moment, and with one finger, the fists were accurately found from a fist shadow.

Then, suddenly, it hit.

The moment it was touched, the shadow of the fist disappeared and annihilated in an instant.

All is calm.

Shen Lang kept his fists out and stood there motionless.

His cheeks were flushed, and he felt that his fist was imprisoned by an invisible but irresistible force!

"Broken!"

Xu Yuanqing spoke indifferently.

The fingertips immediately had quite terrifying energy, converging and gushing out.

As soon as this force appeared, the ground beneath him shook into fine cracks.

Shen Lang, on the other hand, vomited blood and retreated, his body was as soft as mud, and he was blasted out a hundred meters away, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

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