"What a thing are you? ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire school field fell silent, and they couldn't help but open their mouths wide when they looked at this kid who was talking wildly.

And what followed was a series of angry shouts and disdainful laughter.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to come to our Qingxin Gate to spread wild?"

"I don't know the strength of the east, west, north and south, and I still run to us!"

"That's it, you're not a fart in Qingxinmen!"

"Any garbage dares to come to our door, which unruly peer is this to play on the field, or is there something wrong with the brain?"

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, strengthen my door!

Although several leaders did not scold, their eyes became a little colder when they looked at Li Dong, and then they looked at each other, shaking their heads and shrugging their shoulders.

There was a loud sound behind him, and Qingfeng heard Li Dong's arrogant words, and a sneer of disbelief appeared on his face.

In his ears, these words are certainly angry, but they make Qingfeng feel ridiculous, I'm afraid that this kid is used to the kind of horns in D County, I don't know how big this world is, and how small he is!

In front of him, Qingxinmen is a mountain that can crush him to death.

In the face of the abuse and ridicule of all the disciples in the school grounds, Li Dong smacked his lips and remained silent.

And seeing Senior Brother Qingfeng, who still had a demeanor and a calm expression in front of Li Dong, the surrounding disciples gradually quieted down.

When the crowd was quiet, Qingfeng raised his hand, brushed a strand of hair hanging from his forehead, looked at Li Dong, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, but as soon as he opened his mouth, anyone could hear the anger in his voice:

"Today, you don't want to leave here. ”

Senior Brother Qingfeng's words made all the disciples feel the same hatred, and looking at this arrogant kid, they all showed a cruel smile.

made Senior Brother Qingfeng really angry, this kid is not missing an arm and a broken leg, and he is about to be seriously injured.

The reason why he is so confident in Qingfeng is, of course, due to his strength.

Qingfeng is thirty years old, and he has already reached the realm of the early stage of the Yellow Order, and even the time is not long before the middle stage of the Yellow Order.

This kind of talent, so he can become the true disciple of the second master, and he is given a "green" character in his name, you know, those who are qualified to be given the word "qing" in the Qingxin Gate are all regarded as the future masters of the sect and the people who are cultivated by the Dharma protector.

Qingfeng's talent is only one person among the many disciples in the sect, of course, this does not include the junior sister who ran away, the only woman in the sect.

Therefore, in their opinion, Senior Brother Qingfeng had only one result, which was to completely defeat this kid, and then tie him up in front of the master to forgive.

Thinking of this bullish boy crying and begging for mercy for a while, the disciples of Qingxinmen all came from their hearts with joy and flew to their eyebrows.

The crowd was quiet, and they all waited to watch Li Dong's tragic end.

Li Dong heard Qingfeng's threat, but he snorted:

"If you want to keep me, you deserve it?"

Qingfeng finally narrowed his eyes, and the smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth faded little by little.

He slowly raised his right arm, the sleeves of his blue ink-colored practice clothes hung down to his elbows, his five fingers together, and his slender fingers vaguely became sharp.

The morning light receded, and the bright sunlight swam on Qingfeng's right arm, and finally fell on his long hair, outlining a golden edge.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng is going to make a move!"

"Senior Brother Qingfeng seems to be serious!"

"This kid is so rampant, if you don't teach him a serious lesson, will it work?"

"Shhhhh

The disciples with mediocre strength chattered in a low voice, while the big disciples and cultivators all stared.

Qingfeng's posture is to show martial arts, and it is also the "cloud-related hand" of the sect's inheritance, this is the martial technique of the Great Perfection realm!

With his arm raised, Qing Feng seemed to be immersed in this move, his eyes were calm, and there was no other person in his heart, seeing that the rest of the disciples were excited, and some of the powerful ones also had a light in their eyes, and nodded again and again.

And Li Dong saw a few flashes of black qi in Qingfeng's eyes, which concealed a deep anxiety and violence.

This martial technique was also impregnated with evil energy.

"Drink!" Qingfeng let out a low snort, and his palm, which had gathered a lot of strength, slashed towards Li Dong, stirring the air around him and bringing up a whirring wind.

"Okay!" Some disciples couldn't help but shout good, this trick was really calm and powerful and meticulous when Senior Brother Qingfeng used it!

But Li Dong, who was the target of the attack, seemed to be stunned, looking at Qingfeng's eyes, motionless.

"Is this kid stupid?"

Li Dong's state fell in the eyes of others, and they couldn't help but laugh.

What's going on? Could it be that this person can't see clearly in the face of Senior Brother Qingfeng's attack at all?

They hugged their arms and sneered one by one, too, their Qingxinmen's cloud-related hand was already changeable and unpredictable, not to mention that it was still performed by Senior Brother Qingfeng, if he couldn't dodge this move, it would be reasonable.

I didn't expect to take down the other party in the first move, and he deserves to be Senior Brother Qingfeng.

The wind roared in his ears, and Qingfeng's arm grabbed straight towards Li Dong, this blow, he did not spare his hand, but instead summoned nearly eighty percent of his strength, just to be able to take Li Dong down in one fell swoop.

This cloud-wading hand is one of the mastery of Qingxinmen, the technique is sharp and smooth, and every time it is displayed, it will make Qingfeng have a kind of obstacle-breaking pleasure.

I still remember when I first cultivated the cloud hand, Qingfeng trained on the wooden human pile, and that hearty feeling made him uncontrollably stab his palm into the heart of the wooden man.

At this time, it is also the same.

Looking at Li Dong, who was rapidly enlarged in front of him, Qing Feng only felt that there was a fire burning in his body, and this dry heat made him precipitate a few beads of sweat, and there was a faint fine black gas steaming on his forehead.

The corners of his mouth finally drew a hideous arc, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he had a bit of a crazy posture, which was completely opposite to his usual delicate appearance!

Die!" the green wind roared in his heart.

Looking at Qing Feng, whose momentum changed dramatically in just a breath, Li Dong's response to this palm that stabbed straight over was very simple.

The tip of the palm was only an inch away from Li Dong's face, and at a distance where it was almost impossible to complete the dodge, Li Dong's figure floated, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then they saw Qingfeng's palm stabbed into the air and sent it over from Li Dong's shoulder.

And this psychedelic action made others unable to tell whether Li Dong had dodged or Qingfeng had stabbed crookedly.

Before they had time to be surprised, Li Dong had the next move, facing Qingfeng who rushed forward due to the inertia of the attack, Li Dong was unceremonious, he approached, and his shoulder lightly hit forward, hitting Qingfeng's chest squarely.

Qingfeng only felt that he was slammed by a hammer of nearly a thousand catties, and his chest cavity collapsed, flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting out intermittent blood lines in the air.

As soon as he flew, the palm that had just fallen into the air received the side of Li Dong's face, and Li Dong raised his hand and grabbed Qingfeng's wrist, interrupting his tendency to fall backwards.

Pushing and pulling, the huge sense of wrong force made Qingfeng miserable, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and was hooked out of Phnom Penh by the sun, like gold and red rain.

Pulling Qingfeng in front of him, Li Dong raised his other hand, put his two fingers together, and pointed at Qingfeng's forehead, and a little golden light entered.

Qing Feng's facial features twisted by pain slowly loosened, he rolled his eyes, his legs went weak, and he fell softly.

Li Dong let go of his wrist and let him fall to the ground.

Letting go of the green wind, Li Dong raised his head and looked around.

The huge school field is silent.