With a successful blow, Che Zhenglun immediately launched a stormy offensive, and what he specialized in cultivating was the whirlwind leg method in Zhengyi. His leg technique is extremely exquisite, and he can defy the laws of physics, appear in wonderful places, and blast towards Nie Leng.

Nie Leng could only keep retreating, and at the same time conjured up a heavy palm shadow, and it was very difficult to resolve Che Zhenglun's kicks one by one. Che Zhenglun's leg technique was too subtle, and Nie Leng couldn't activate the secret reflex.

In the middle of this, the cultivation methods of many countries are integrated, and there are many miraculous secret methods. Che Zhenglun didn't take a look at the other secret methods, but just concentrated on cultivating the whirlwind leg method. In terms of attainments in the leg method, except for Cui Zhengyi, no one in the entire Zhengyi can compare to him.

With bursts of explosions, Nie Leng was constantly repelled by Che Zhenglun, and there were more footprints on his body. Che Zhenglun's leg technique is too exquisite, even Nie Leng can't completely defend it.

Seeing this, Cui Zhengyi's eyes flashed with relief, Che Zhenglun, a disciple, if it weren't for his poor qualifications, would have become an S-level powerhouse with his efforts.

Nie Leng looked at the heavy leg shadow that was getting heavier and heavier, like a storm without stopping at all, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the body retreated violently with the mysterious footwork of his feet, and at the same time, the Yuan Force of his right hand was frantically compressed, compressed to the limit of five times at once, and then blasted towards the body of Che Zhenglun, the center of the heavy leg shadow.

With a loud bang, the footsteps like a storm collapsed instantly, and Nie Leng's fist was like a tank that shattered everything, crushing countless footshadows, and slammed into Che Zhenglun's body.

Che Zhenglun instantly slammed into the wall like a rag, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Although the whirlwind leg is exquisite, it lacks strength, which is the only weakness of this leg method.

"Rockfall! Sure enough, Wang Tianxiong's secret technique is still so domineering. He had already been able to master the five compressed stone avalanches, and it seemed that as long as Wang Tianxiong was willing to teach them, he would soon be able to learn the secret art of the landslide. Seeing Nie Leng punch Che Zhenglun flying, Cui Zhengyi sighed slowly and thought to himself. As a well-informed martial arts master, Cui Zheng could see at a glance how well Nie Leng mastered the secret art of stone collapse.

"I throw in the towel!" Che Zhenglun coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, but he still did not lose his demeanor, and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Zhenglun! Take your medication quickly. Li Xiumei on the side immediately rushed over, took out a bottle of elixir, took out one, and put it in Che Zhenglun's mouth.

If you compete with each other, you will inevitably be hurt. Therefore, each sect will have its own unique secret medicine.

"I'm sorry. I lost. After taking the pill, Che Zhenglun's face had a trace of blood, and he looked at Li Xiumei with some shame.

"You've done your best. Senior Brother Zhenglun. Li Xiumei comforted.

"That's it! That's the end of the competition, it's all quiet for me. I have already decided to marry Ming Feng Xu to Nie Leng. Nie Leng, are you willing to marry Ming Feng?" Cui Zhengyi looked at Nie Leng and said slowly.

One by one, as if they were going to kill Nie Leng, they stabbed Nie Leng's eyes on Nie Leng's body, wanting him to refuse this marriage.

"Master Cui, thank you very much for your kindness. I already have other people I like, though. In the future, I will have to marry that man. Nie Leng politely refused.

"It doesn't matter, in the future, if you move your nationality to the Middle East, you will be able to marry multiple wives. That's what your master Wang Tianxiong did. But you have to promise me that you must marry Mingfeng as your wife, she can't be your lover. Cui Zhengyi smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"Then Nie Leng is here, thank you for your kindness. It is an honor for me to have a woman like Miss Mingfeng as my wife. Cui Zhengyi has already talked to this point, and Nie Leng no longer agrees, that is, he is too unwilling to give the other party.

Hearing that Nie Leng agreed to this marriage, Cui Zhengyi's disciples all had faces as dead ashes, and they glared at Nie Leng through gritted teeth. Cui Mingfeng is a treasure of Zhengyi, both men and women have a great impression of this undisputed and otherworldly girl. They never thought that Zhengyi's treasure would be cheaper for Nie Leng, a foreigner.

And the most hateful thing is that it is clear that Nie Leng already has someone he likes, and he agreed to this marriage in front of them. Let them all hate Nie Leng so much that their teeth itch. But they couldn't do anything at all, after all, this marriage was decided by Cui Zhengyi, and they couldn't be allowed to interfere at all.

"Master Cui, I still have something to ask for. I hope to be able to meet with the Prime Minister in the near future. I have something here that I think he's going to be very interested in. Nie Leng continued to ask. Meeting with the Prime Minister of South Korea and making a deal with him is the purpose of Nie Leng's original visit to Choi Zhengyi.

"No problem." Cui Zhengyi smiled.

"Thank you, Master Cui! Then I'll take my leave. Nie Leng said politely. Cui Zhengyi replaced him with courtesy, and he naturally had to return the salute with courtesy.

"Yes. Good! Nie Leng, after you learn the secret art landslide from Wang Tianxiong, it will be the time for you and Mingfeng to get married. Please do your best. Cui Zhengyi smiled and encouraged.

The secret art of landslide is Wang Tianxiong's secret technique, and only he, his disciples, and some henchmen can use this secret technique. Cui Zhengyi meant that Nie Leng would only let Cui Mingfeng marry Nie Leng when he became Wang Tianxiong's true disciple.

"Yes! I'll try. Nie Leng said with a smile.

The important matter had been discussed, and Nie Leng left here.

"Master, why did you want Mingfeng to marry Nie Leng?" As soon as Nie Leng left, Jiang Ziqi couldn't help but ask Cui Zhengyi.

Zhengyi's disciples also set their eyes on Cui Zhengyi.

Cui Zheng didn't answer, but just pulled off his shirt, and on his body, there were all kinds of scars, the most conspicuous of which were two fists and palm prints, one large and one small.

"At the beginning, I broke through the limits of human beings, and after creating my own Zhengyi, I traveled to various countries and defeated countless masters. I think there are few people in the world who are my opponents. When I traveled to the Celestial Empire, I met Wang Tianxiong. He defeated me with just one move. This fist mark is what he left behind. Cui Zhengyi pointed to the big fist mark on his chest and said slowly.

Hearing Cui Zhengyi's words, Zhengyi's disciples all changed their faces, if they can defeat Cui Zhengyi with one move, how strong it must be to be able to do it.

"I was very angry when I was defeated by him. After I returned to China, I practiced penance for 20 years, and only after I asked myself that I should have the strength to fight with him before I set off again to the Celestial Empire to fight Wang Tianxiong again. But as soon as I saw him this time, I knew that I was still far from his opponent. To be precise, the gap between us has not been shortened because of these 20 years, but has become even greater because of the relationship between these 20 years. Cui Zhengyi said calmly.

Hearing Cui Zhengyi's words, many of Zhengyi's disciples were even more incredible. The more you get to the back of your cultivation, the more difficult it is to progress. Cui Zhengyi is also a talented person, but he didn't meet a famous teacher for guidance, so his cultivation path would be so bumpy.

Cui Zhengyi has been practicing hard for 20 years, but he can't close the gap with Wang Tianxiong's strength, which is unimaginable.

"This time, at my begging, Wang Tianxiong asked a little girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old to be my opponent. I was angry at Wang Tianxiong's contempt at the time, but after fighting that little girl, I realized that I was wrong. I only had to fight to the eightieth move, and I was defeated by her. There is this palm print on the chest. Cui Zheng pointed to the small palm print on his chest, and calmly said his embarrassing past.

Hearing Cui Zhengyi's words, the faces of many disciples of Zhengyi changed greatly. If Cui Zhengyi was defeated by Wang Tianxiong, it is nothing.

The fierce reputation of the Demon King Tianxiong of the Heaven Splitting is far and wide, and a large number of peerless masters have died at his hands in both the East and the West. Defeated in the hands of Wang Tianxiong, it is already a very proud thing to be able to escape a surname. Wang Tianxiong is extremely vicious, and he generally does not leave a living mouth for the enemy, and those who can face the enemy head-on and survive are all superpowerhouses in the world.

But a martial arts master like Cui Zhengyi was defeated by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and many disciples of Zhengyi couldn't believe it.

"Master, is this true?" Jiang Ziqi asked silently. He couldn't believe that Cui Zhengyi, who was so strong and domineering, would lose at the hands of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

"It's true! That girl is Wang Tianxiong's second disciple, the Valkyrie Wang Luofei who has the body of a martial god. I was defeated at her hands. Cui Zheng's eyes were clear, and he said directly without the slightest concealment.

Hearing this, the people of Zhengyi felt the weight of Wang Tianxiong's six disciples. In the past, although they knew that Wang Tianxiong was very strong, and his six disciples were also strong, they didn't know how strong they were. Now they have a clear understanding.

"Concubine Wang Luo has the body of a martial god and has cultivated since she was a child, plus she has the top exercises provided by Wang Tianxiong, and now she has become very strong. She could not represent the strength of Wang Tianxiong's six disciples. The true strength of Wang Tianxiong's six disciples is probably at my level. But they are in their prime, and I am already in the middle of the world, and the two sides are fighting, but I am afraid that I can only win the weakest one. In a few years, I'm afraid that even the weakest disciple of Wang Tianxiong will not be able to win. Cui Zhengyi said calmly. He has experienced ups and downs, and he sees things very thoroughly.

"Although I am a fusion of the secret techniques of various countries, but because of the top-level secret techniques as the foundation, I am a little worse than other forces after all. The best of my men are a few of you. However, Yun Xuan's surname is irritable, and he is the heir of a large enterprise, so it is impossible for him to spend too much effort on cultivation. Zixi, although you are very smart, your power is too heavy, and you have put too little effort into cultivation, and you will not be able to break through the limits of human beings in your life. Although Zhenglun is diligent, his surname is a little worse. Ziqi is too conformist. Sumi is the one who has the best hope of completely inheriting the essence of my main game, but it is very difficult to continue to improve it. Once I die, I will no longer have the power to suppress many forces. I married Mingfeng to Nie Leng, hoping that in the future, when I was in a crisis, he would be able to help me with one by one. Cui Zhengyi slowly asked the reason why he married Cui Mingfeng to Nie Leng.

(To be continued)