"Sure enough, our eldest brother is better!" Du Jinlong's younger brothers said with heartfelt emotion.

After all, a myth is a myth, but it is not something that can be easily broken by any person, not by others, let alone by the old man in front of him!

"Boy, what school do you inherit, who is the master, maybe I am an old friend with your elders. The old man in Tang costume was a little disordered, and looked at Han Fei and said.

The so-called old friendship is nothing more than a strategy to delay the army, try to buy himself a little more time to breathe as soon as possible, at the moment his qi and blood are manic and the meridians are not smooth, if Han Fei makes a move at this time, I am afraid he really has no power to parry.

"Old man, listening to your tone, it seems that there are acquaintances in all aspects, what did you do in your early years. Han Fei quipped.

Seeing that Han Fei was really hooked, the old man in Tang costume was not in a hurry to fight, and he was also overjoyed in his heart, for now, as long as he stabilized the other party as much as possible and bought as much time as possible for himself to adjust his breath.

"When you were young, you traveled a lot, and you have friendships with the Tianjiao of all major sects, seeing that you can have such achievements at a young age, you may be a disciple of the old people.

Young man, you might as well tell me where the master is, maybe it's really a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple!" said the old man in Tang costume.

"Whoever rushed the Dragon King Temple, wouldn't it?" Han Fei quipped.

When the people around saw that they were chatting as if no one was around, they all sweated in their hearts.

One of these two is an old monster who has been famous for a long time, and the other is an undefeated myth in their hearts, and they can't get involved in such a battle at all.

Even if he wanted to remind the old man not to give him a chance to breathe, he was still afraid that he would interrupt Han Fei's calculations if he spoke rashly.

Zhang Xu looked at the two people on the battlefield nervously, he could see that the old man in Tang costume was buying time for his pranayama, and even he could see the doorway, there was no reason why the eldest brother couldn't see it!

Zhang Xu hesitated for a long time, after all, he didn't say much, he was afraid that Han Fei was actually not as relaxed as he seemed, while the old man in Tang costume was quickly pranayama, Han Fei was also controlling the qi and blood in his body.

If you break the balance by opening your mouth rashly, the result is really not what you can predict.

"Why don't you say that the minister didn't beat the water dog, the old man vomited two mouthfuls of blood just now, and at this time you should take advantage of his illness to kill him!" a young man muttered puzzled.

"What you know, you can think of anything, how could Minister Han not expect it, I think he must have his own plans. ”

"Yes, even if we go up now, it will be a mess, but then again, this old man is really powerful! If he hits us in that chapter just now, I'm afraid nine lives won't be enough for us to die!"

"That is, our minister is extremely talented, otherwise if this old man goes crazy, I'm afraid we will all have to explain here today. ”

The surrounding boys were talking, as long as this old man did not fall for a moment, their tense nerves would not relax for a moment, after all, he was facing an old monster who had been famous for a long time.

Although Zhang Xu suffered a lot of internal injuries in the previous competition, for the sake of his own morale, he still endured it and did not leave.

At this moment, five minutes had passed since Han Fei and the old man in Tang costume had started, and the old man in Tang costume's face had finally returned to normal, and his breathing had become longer and longer.

Han Fei saw all this in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently showed a sneer, it took five minutes for the three-stage pranayama to calm down his qi and blood, and Han Fei could also judge where the limit of this old man was at the moment.

It's like having enough gas on the stove, but if the intake valve is so big, the fire won't burst out after all.

The seemingly meaningless idle talk just now, on the surface, it was the old man in Tang costume who took advantage of the opportunity to adjust his internal breath to the peak, but how could he not find out his old bottom by Han Fei?

Before, the old man in Tang costume said that Han Fei had a secret injury and his strength was damaged, which was not true, the secret injury was not enough, but it was also true that he could not exert his strength with all his strength at the moment.

Of course, against the old man in Tang costume, Han Fei didn't need to shoot with all his strength at all, he only needed to use a few percent of his strength to knock the opponent down, and Han Fei also needed a rough judgment, otherwise it would be more than worth the loss of anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes.

After all, after leaving that place, Han Fei could not call the internal breath as much as possible without calling the internal breath, and even when it was time to use it, he would try not to waste a single bit.

Otherwise, the balance in his body would be broken, and he would have to go back to that place to recuperate for a while, if it weren't for Qing Xue who had smashed the Gu Yu he used to suppress qi and blood, Han Fei would not be as restrained as he is now.

It's just an old man, just slap it to death.

At this moment, the old man in Tang costume consciously took the advantage, how could he have a little friendship with the old man, and slapped it directly at Han Fei is fierce palm.

Han Fei smiled, raised his hand and met it with a punch, and the two sides were shocked a few steps back again, but at this time, the old man in Tang costume was obviously vigorous, and the playfulness on Han Fei's face became even stronger.

"Boy, but I looked away before, I was deeply involved in the true transmission of Tantra in my early years, and I thought that no one could match the three-stage pranayama, but I didn't expect that the speed of your pranayama was not below me, just that, you should be the best among the younger generation!" said the old man in Tang costume.

Although his mouth was full of praise, the old man in Tang costume did not dare to be careless, and his face became more and more serious.

After all, he was a long-established senior, and he used secret methods and deceit, but he was always in a stalemate with Han Fei, a young man, which already made him feel extremely humiliated.

Thinking about the beginning, when he heard the people below mention this Han Fei, he only thought that Han Fei was a bastard with fists and feet, and he could make him return to the underworld with just a flick of his fingers.

But now he has failed to gain the upper hand with all his means, and the shock in his heart can be imagined, since his debut, it is the first time he has encountered such a strong opponent!

After all, it's just a frog at the bottom of the well, I thought you were an older generation of Jianghu people, and you should have some kung fu at the bottom of the box, but you finally let me down, it's too weak. Han Fei said lightly.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched twice, he put Han Fei, a descendant, on the same level as him, and thought that he already had a lot of respect for his opponent, but he didn't expect this kid to take himself seriously from beginning to end.

As for the kung fu at the bottom of the box, he obviously moved out at the beginning, and the secret method that can instantly increase the combat power by several times is the same existence in that sect, but this is helpless Han Fei, how can he get it!

Of course, he couldn't say this in front of Han Fei, otherwise he would have slapped himself in the face, but fortunately, in addition to the Chinese secret arts, he learned a set of domineering killing boxing with an ancient Indian boxer when he was living overseas.

Although this set of boxing methods injures the enemy by 1,000 and self-inflicted 800, it is a bit similar to the meaning of the Seven Injuries Fist written by Old Man Jin, and he will never use it lightly until a critical moment.

But at present, ordinary means can no longer allow him to win, and as a last resort, he can only use the risk of losing Shouyuan to perform this domineering killing punch!

"Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but you are a fledgling junior, I don't know how high the sky is, how thick it is, and how many means the older generation of Jianghu people have is not at all what you can imagine.

Congratulations on your success in provoking me, I am fortunate enough to see this extremely powerful killing fist, as long as you make five moves, I will definitely take your life in the palm of your hand!" the old man in Tang costume said coldly.

"Noise, kill you, one trick is enough. Han Fei said with a faint smile.

"Vertical arrogance!"

The old man in Tang costume was angry, clenched his fists at the moment, and a myriad of battle intent gushed out from his body, and his originally thin body also swelled in a circle.

Muscles swelled up from the thin torso like foams, and in just three breaths, he changed from an old man in his twilight years to a man in his forties.

In addition to the white hair on his head and the old age spots on his face that could not be faded, it was impossible to associate an old person with him at all, and everyone present couldn't help but scream when they saw this scene.

Only Han Fei had no sadness or joy on his face, he just looked at the other party lightly, this secret method of burning essence and blood was no different from evil magic, after this battle, this old man would lose at least five years of life.

However, from the moment he was ruthless, his death was already doomed, and it was insignificant to lose Shouyuan now.

"Boy, I only use three killing punches in my life, and each time I kill a Tianzong pride, I can die under this killing punch, your life is worth it!" said the old man in Tang costume.

This feeling of returning to the top made him full of confidence, no matter how evil this kid in front of him was, he would die under his killing fist after all!

"I said, if you really do it, the last person to fall here must be you, originally bowed your head and admitted that there was nothing wrong, but the opportunity was given to you, but you don't know how to cherish, next year today, I will let people go to your grave to worship. Han Fei said.

"Vertical arrogance, you all have to die today!" the old man in Tang costume was furious, and he burst into a shout like a meteor.

As for Han Fei, he also clenched his fists violently and rushed towards the old man in Tang costume with lightning speed.

The speed of the two of them had exceeded the limit of their visual capture, and everyone only felt that the two long dragons collided violently, and a circle of qi waves instantly spread out from the place where the two clashed, and they were lifted to the ground in just one moment.

When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone helped each other to get up from the ground, only to see Han Fei taking out a pack of Dasu and lighting a cigarette, looking slightly tired.

As for the old man in Tang costume, he still looked like he was in his prime, standing motionless, still maintaining a punching posture, like a living wax figure.

"This ...... Is that the end of it?"

"No...... No, why does that old guy look like he has nothing to do?"

"It's broken, shouldn't our eldest brother really be unable to parry! Brothers, copy the guy! This old thing is now at the end of the crossbow, let's cut it down with a knife, and make sure to chop him up in pieces!"

At this moment, the old man in Tang costume moved, and his arm, which was originally pushed out like a steel gun, suddenly lowered his head, and a blood stain slipped silently from the corner of his mouth.

"I lost, you are even more powerful than I imagined, died in your hands, I am not wronged, I just want to know, what kind of punch you used just now. The old man in Tang costume said calmly, and the vitality in his eyes was gradually fading. [.]