"Is this still human?"

Looking at Qiao Feng, who was full of internal strength and strong spirits, not to mention Duan Yanqing, the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the head of the four evildoers, their faces were shocked, even the sweeping monks, Gu Mozhi, and Murong Bo also had a look of disbelief.

Each of them fought against at least nearly a hundred people, especially as time went on, the martial arts people who fought with them became stronger and stronger, and there were no restrictions on weapons in combat, they had tried weapons such as poison gas, poisonous insects, bows and arrows, etc.

Even a peerless master like a monk sweeping the temple, most of his internal strength is consumed.

The sweeping monk hesitated, leaped forward, every jump has a distance of dozens of zhang, he has been hidden in the Shaolin Temple for more than 40 years, the Shaolin Temple martial arts cheats are not what he will not, the peerless light skill of the Bodhidharma Patriarch crossing the river with a reed, he naturally learned.

When people saw this, they had to bite the bullet, and there was not much internal force left, which was also crazy urging.

The war has been fought to this extent, and it is only one step away from the first position in the world, and it would be a pity if it gave up.

When the pale-faced Murong Fu also flew to the Daqing Hall of the Imperial City, the eight people in the palace, except for Qiao Feng, had only three or four percent of the internal force left, and only one or two percent of the internal force left.

"Senior sweeping monk, I'm here to fight you."

After Qiao Feng took a bag of spirits from his waist and drank it up, his spirit was even fuller, shining brightly, and he let out a long roar, and there was a faint dragon groan on his body.

Then a golden dragon several feet long circled behind him, moving like lightning towards the sweeping monk.

Where the golden dragon was, the tiles and masonry on the palace were directly shattered into powder, and the powerful momentum made the other masters in the palace change their complexions slightly, especially Murong Fu, who was pale, felt as if he had made a wrong decision, and this Qiao Feng was too fierce.

If other seeded players are also of this kind of strength, how can they play?

"Hum~"

The sweeping monk's eyes were like electricity, his hands were open, and he cut forward with one hand, and the green-robed monk's robe on his body was windless and automatic, and the hunting sounded.

Then, under the stunned expressions of everyone, a five-foot wall of qi appeared out of thin air, lying in front of it.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon collided with the five-foot qi wall, and Qiao Feng's overwhelming palm force hit the qi wall, disappearing without a trace and disappearing into invisibility.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng was not surprised, his eyes were even brighter, since he drank the T-boosted virus that Fang Mo gave him, he felt that his energy was endless, and there was nothing to pour out.

Now seeing that the monk sweeping the temple has such a terrifying strength, he took a step forward, and the fierce and domineering momentum of the whole body erupted, and he said happily, "The monk will take me another hundred palms." ”

Qiao Feng said, a palm, a move to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms of the 'flying dragon in the sky', towards the sweeping monk slammed over, this palm was hit, and another dragon groan sounded, Qiao Feng once again hit the eighteen palms of the dragon descending 'see the dragon in the field',.

"The dragon wags its tail!"

Another palm was slapped in the air, brave and mighty.

If he hadn't been strengthened by the T virus, he would naturally not have been able to play the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending so coherently, and the physical fitness improved by the T enhancement virus was very comprehensive, and the weak positions of the human meridians and acupoints had also been strengthened.

Even if he was running his internal force so frantically, the meridians and acupoints in his body were able to support the pillar.

"Drink~"

The sweeping monk burst into tears, his face was solemn, he saw such a fierce and domineering person for the first time, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, his hands couldn't help but close, the treasure was solemn, and his body faintly seemed to be a jewel flickering.

An even larger invisible qi wall formed, enveloping the front like a rolling angry wave of the three-style dragon descending eighteen palms.

Although the eighteen palms of the dragon descending were strong, after entering the qi wall, it seemed that they had lost their follow-up strength and were bounced off by the qi wall.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The entire Daqing Hall staggered, and the right corner was directly collapsed by the palm power of the eighteen palms of the three-style dragon descending.

"What a handsome kung fu! I can't imagine that the eighteen palms of the dragon descending have reached your hands, and they have such divine power. ”

Although the sweeping monk changed the direction of the eighteen palms of the dragon, his body was still hit by the fierce palm force and flew upside down, and he took three steps back before he stopped his body.

"Rejoice! Joyfully! The monk is really unfathomable, and then take my ninety-seven palms! ”

Qiao Feng's body shot violently, like a tyrannosaurus rushing towards the sweeping monk, and his palms shot out again and again.

Although he didn't know what kind of martial arts the sweeper's qi wall was, he was afraid that attacking the sweeper from a distance would not hurt the sweeper, so he chose a close-quarters battle.

Sweeping monk, "······".

"The donor is really courageous·······

The sweeping monk stopped after saying a word, because Qiao Feng's palm strength was less than a foot away from him.

"Ang~" "Boom! "Bang!" ······

Qiao Feng and the monk swept the temple together, hitting from the palace to the air, from the air to the palace, and from the palace to the mid-air, and into the air.

Qiao Feng has a strong physique, the sweeping monk has a deep martial arts cultivation, for a time when he meets an opponent, he will meet a good talent, he will fight to the point of selflessness, and he will fight to the point of madness, and he is not taking care of others at all.

"Gollum~"

All the people watching the battle looked at the sweeping monk and Qiao Feng who were in a mess of battles, and their hearts trembled, how could they have such a strong strength.

"Let's join forces to solve the problem of Qiao Feng and the sweeping monk, otherwise we won't have a chance to win the first place in the world."

Murong Bo was also shocked by the strength of Qiao Feng and the sweeping monk, but when he thought of Fang Mo promising him the reward of being the first in the world, he quickly calmed down.

In order to restore the Yan Kingdom, he was not even afraid of death, but also afraid of fighting with sweeping monks and Qiao Feng.

"Humph! Murong Bo asked me to meet you. ”

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, and grabbed Xiao Yuanshan's head with one claw.

He had already learned from Qiao Feng that it was not clear whether Fang Mo could resurrect the dead, but Fang Mo definitely had a power unimaginable to ordinary people, capable of regenerating people with severed limbs, and even only needed the blink of an eye.

Thinking that Fang Mo was really likely to do it, Xiao Yuanshan naturally wanted to eliminate this opponent.

If he defeats Xiao Yuanshan, it is not a problem for him to join forces with his son Qiao Feng and win the first place in the world.

"Murong Fu, I'll learn your tricks."

Tianshan Tong's grandmother glanced at Li Qiushui coldly, and then turned her head to Murong Fu, who looked confused, and slapped it with one palm.

"The little monk came to understand the strength of the imperial concubine."

Li Qiushui wanted to meet Tianshan Tong's grandmother, but was stopped by Gu Mozhi.

Qiao Feng, sweeping monk, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan have already fought together, and the remaining four people, Murong Fu is a junior, and Tianshan Tong's grandmother looks like a child, seeing the two fighting, Jiu Mozhi, who was still hesitating to shoot at whom, instantly locked on Li Qiushui.

Even the self-confident Gu Mozhi knows that he can't get the first place in the world by relying on his strength, but he can take the opportunity to become famous.

"Yu Yan, your cousin's strength is really good, he deserves to be a young talent, not only defeated the master of Tianlong Temple, but even became a defender, worthy of the top master in the world, if he can get a good ranking, I will go to the cousin's family and crown him the title of General Lord Wu."

On the tall pavilion, Cao Cao said with a gentle smile on his face.

"Tianshan Tong's strength can only be regarded as average among the defenders, I have fought with her, Murong Fu will definitely win."

Yuan Shao on the side also praised.

"It's four against four now, as long as Murong Gongzi can defeat Tianshan Tong, he will almost be able to enter the top four."

Ling Hu Chong also analyzed on the side.

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Hearing everyone praise Murong Fu again and again, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but show a faint smile on her face.

At this time, Tianshan Tong's grandmother is less than a few months away from the rejuvenation once in thirty years, but because of this, Tianshan Tong's grandmother at this time is also the strongest.

"Life and Death Talisman!"

The next moment, the smile on Wang Yuyan's face froze, and the smiles in the eyes of Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others behind him became even stronger.

Like a ghost, Tianshan Tong appeared behind Murong Fu, and dozens of life and death talismans were punched in succession, and then Murong Fu's screams resounded in the sky above the entire Daqing Palace.

"Yu Yan don't worry, South Murong, North Qiao Feng, North Qiao Feng vs. sweeping monks, it's not easy for your cousin to fight a small Tianshan Tong Grandma."

"Don't worry, your cousin will still fight and the stars will move, and the life and death talisman will be forced out soon."

"Your cousin is full of energy, and his strength is still there."

········

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao praised each word, but Wang Yuyan's face became more and more ugly, because her cousin actually begged for mercy.

"It's a ploy······"

Yuan Shao added on the side, but as soon as he spoke, Murong Fu knelt down in pain and begged for mercy.

"How so?"

Cao Cao's face was incredulous, his face was shocked, and his tone was regretful, as if the world had lost a hero.

"The eldest husband stands up to the sky, how can he be so ······, it's really undeserved!"

Wang Yuyan, "·······".

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