Hong Jue shouted, raised his fist and rushed out, a pair of huge fists with a strong wind whistling.

He could be sure that it was his strongest punch to date, and in a fit of rage, he surpassed his own limits.

"Interesting!"

Miao Yang smiled.

I saw him turn sideways slightly, without any superfluous movements, but directly hit forward with his shoulder.

As soon as his shoulder made contact with Hong Jue, Hong Jue felt as if he had hit an iron wall, and countless qi invaded from his arms to his whole body.

Hong Jue wailed and flew directly out of the stone platform, and when he fell to the ground, he was already bleeding and died on the spot.

The audience was silent, and even the old man surnamed Feng, who had a high opinion of himself before, was silent.

The fierce battle between Hong Jue and Huang Zhongtian was obvious to everyone, but it was such a master who was actually killed by someone who had just come to the stage with his shoulder.

"Martial Sect Peak, how can it be so terrifying?"

The old man surnamed Feng sat on the chair and didn't dare to move.

I thought that the championship of this trip to Gull City was just a trivial matter, but who knew that a peerless master would be killed halfway.

He was only an intermediate martial sect, how could he be an opponent of the peak of a high-level martial sect?

"Grandpa Feng, it seems that this person can only be shot by you!"

Although Sun Yaruo was surprised by Miao Yang's strength, she was not alarmed.

In her opinion, as long as the old man surnamed Feng makes a move, defeating Miao Yang is just a matter of being caught.

The old man surnamed Feng looked extremely solemn, and he said very bitterly:

"Girl, I'm no match for him!"

Although the old man surnamed Feng thinks very highly of himself, his judgment of the strength of both the enemy and us is still very accurate, and the strength shown by Miao Yang is far superior to his own, and he will not lie about this.

With Miao Yang's force, even in his Hexi Feng family, I am afraid it is enough to rank in the top three.

The pinnacle of the high-level martial arts, that is definitely the existence of a hegemon, except for the martial arts transcendent and powerful martial arts, who else can defeat him?

And characters like Wuzun are all Shenlong, not to mention how can a character of Wuzun's level care about such a small competition.

"Huh?"

"How is it possible, aren't you even Grandpa Feng his opponent?"

Sun Yaruo is full of incredulity.

"That's right!"

"This is a powerhouse at the peak of a high-level martial sect, and he is only one step away from a martial master, I just have too much gap between an intermediate martial sect and him. ”

The old man surnamed Feng said in a deep voice.

Sun Yaruo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Wuzun is an existence that represents the pinnacle of martial arts, and the middle-aged man on the stone platform is only one step away from Wuzun, so who else can win him here?

Miao Yang's gaze swept over the audience, and finally stopped at the old man surnamed Feng, making his body stiffen.

"Yo, there is also an intermediate martial sect, don't you come up and fight with me?"

Miao Yang was full of pride, and in the audience, the only one who could make him look at the old man surnamed Feng was the only one who could catch his eye.

The old man surnamed Feng had an embarrassed face, if he faced him, he would definitely not be an opponent, maybe he would return with a serious injury, if he refused to fight, he would definitely be laughed at by everyone.

Just when he didn't know how to respond, Miao Yang spoke up again.

"Old man, I see that your fingers are thick, slightly bent and eagle claw-shaped, it should be the Feng family in Hexi, I don't know what the relationship between Feng Qingshan and you is?"

"Do you know my Feng family master?"

The old man surnamed Feng was a little surprised.

As soon as he finished speaking, many eyes suddenly turned to him.

"This old man is actually from the Feng family in Hexi. ”

"The Feng family is a martial arts family that has been inherited for a long time, and its fame and strength far surpass that of our Ou City clan. ”

Huang Zhongtian was shocked when he heard this, he was a martial artist, and he knew the Feng family the best, Feng Qingshan in Miao Yang's mouth was the head of the Feng family, a genuine Wu Zun figure, this person had stepped into the martial arts realm for more than 20 years, but Miao Yang dared to call him by his name, and his words were contemptuous, obviously relying on it.

"Hey, back then, I went north with my master, and Feng Qingshan was the first Wuzun to be defeated in the hands of my master, how could I not know?"

Miao Yang stood on the stone platform, and when he mentioned his master, his face was full of pride, as if he was a fanatical believer.

"What!"

"Could it be that your master is..."

The old man's face changed drastically, as if he had thought of something.

"That's what you think. ”

"My master is Qin Tianjue!"

Miao Yang's eyes bloomed, and there was a pride in his voice.

When the old man surnamed Feng heard Qin Tianjue's words, he almost fainted in fright.

Huang Zhongtian, the only one present who knew this name, was also shocked, and his chest was rising and falling violently at the moment.

Sun Yaruo was also a newcomer to the martial arts world, she thought for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes instantly showed a shocked look.

"Qin Juetian, could it be Qin Juetian who is nicknamed 'Breaking the Army'?"

The old man surnamed Feng nodded heavily:

"That's right, it's him!"

"Eighteen years ago, Qin Juetian launched a peerless martial arts competition in the martial arts world, challenging the entire domestic martial arts, from south to north, the characters who challenged were all peerless figures at the level of martial arts, and Feng Qingshan, the head of my Feng family, was the first to lose in his hands. ”

"That martial arts competition swept the entire Huaguo, Qin Juetian defeated twelve martial artists in a row with his amazing martial arts, and pushed all the way to Yanjing, even Chu Tianjiao, the top figure in the martial arts, only had a draw with him. ”

Sun Yaruo's mouth opened slightly, what kind of person is Chu Tianjiao, Taishan Beidou in the domestic martial arts world, nicknamed 'Army Soul', who has made many contributions to the country and created many miracles, even such an existence is only a tie with Qin Juetian?

It's no wonder that Qin Jietian is nicknamed 'Breaking the Army', just to be able to tie with Chu Tianjiao, the top in the martial arts, this strength is enough to rank among the top three in the country.

The middle-aged man on the stage is only a disciple of the Qin Absolute Heaven, and they are all in the realm of a high-level martial sect, so how terrible will the Qin Absolute Heaven be after eighteen years?

"Grandpa Feng, the pro-heaven is so powerful, no one can compete with it at that time?"

Seeing Miao Yang's gaze looking away, Sun Yaruo asked in a low voice.

"Although he Qin Juetian is powerful, but after all, someone can win him, he left a defeat in Yanjing back then, so he fled to Goryeo, and also made an oath that he would not return to China for eighteen years!"

The old man surnamed Feng shook his head and said.

"Who is it? can actually win the 'broken army' Qin Juetian, so that he doesn't dare to return to China!"

Sun Yaruo asked curiously.

The old man surnamed Feng said slowly with awe on his face:

Eighteen years ago, he had a contest with the sky, and he was defeated within only a hundred moves, and after being defeated, he took the initiative to withdraw from the country, not daring to provoke disputes. ”

He paused, then continued:

"At that time, the 'firmament' was still very young, she had just turned twenty-five years old, but even so, her martial arts cultivation had reached the heavens and the earth, and she easily defeated Qin Juetian. ”

"The head of the Qingshan family once said that the 'firmament' is a peerless genius that is rare in China for a thousand years, and the martial arts talent is unmatched!"