"But my hands are really itchy right now. ”

Ling Feng showed a hint of helplessness on his face, and said with a wry smile: "Besides, I am a person who does not want to repay kindness, this kindness, you can forget it." ”

"Kill him, get contaminated with bad luck, you have to wash your hands, it's too much trouble. ”

Yang Qi'an glanced at Zhang Xiang, who was like a prey, with contempt, and teased: "Although I am a cultivator, in my spare time, I work all day and night, and I have carried any manure and fertilizer, and I am used to it, so I will treat this Zhang Xiang as a piece of stinky fertilizer, and bury it directly in the field." ”

"Alright, alright, you can do it yourself. ”

However, Ling Feng sighed speechlessly: "Hey, sometimes it's a mistake to be too strong, you don't even have a chance to crush your opponent, if you had known earlier, you should have slowed down your cultivation speed." ”

"Giggle......

This arrogant sigh made Bingxuan laugh again and again.

"Ling Feng, what I challenge is you, you have the ability to do it yourself. ”

Zhang Xiang's face turned pale.

His dignified young master of the Lanling City City Lord's Mansion was actually treated as a prey, a prey waiting to be slaughtered at any time?

Although the anger in his heart was monstrous, Zhang Xiang still kept his senses, he thought about it left and right, and felt that Yang Qi'an's words were really suspicious, maybe Ling Feng deliberately asked him to deceive him?

Ling Feng was able to invite so many forces to give Bing Xuan Dao Shou, and now he spent a lot of money to let Yang Qi'an elevate his identity. It's also in the past.

Anyway, in a word, he was bound to lose against Yang Qi'an, because he had never seen Ling Feng's true combat power. Against Ling Feng, he still has a chance to win.

"Yang Qi'an, it looks like you don't have a chance to bury him like fertilizer in the ground. ”

Ling Feng turned around slowly, directly ignoring Zhang Xiang, but looked at his master, and said, "Qusha Holy Master, you are Zhang Xiang's master. He is also a respected Confucian teacher, if your apprentice loses in this competition. Are you going to get involved, or are you going to get in trouble with me?"

Although Qusha Holy Master's cultivation is in the creation of the fifth level, but the Confucianism and Taoism supernatural powers are unpredictable, Ling Feng still has a lot of scruples about him, and he can try not to be right.

"The Way of the Saints. What is important is not to be strong and aggressive, but to be benevolent and righteous to influence all sentient beings. ”

Qu Sha Holy Master said indifferently: "Besides, you and the old man's apprentice also have a personal dispute, as long as you don't violate the rules and don't hurt each other's lives, the old man will definitely not bully the big and make it difficult for you." ”

"Then I was relieved. ”

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly squinted at Zhang Xiang and said, "Zhang Xiang, I won't trample on you in public." Just step on you a few feet to vent your anger, and let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. ”

"Ling Feng, don't be arrogant. I don't know who killed the deer, and I see the power of Confucianism and Taoism that I comprehend. ”

Zhang Xiang showed a holy look on his face, and his hands quickly interlaced and clasped on his chest.

Suddenly, a vast, epic aura ran out of his body. Hundreds of millions of books have emerged, as if people are in the middle of the origin of civilization.

Hundreds of millions of books are surging. A black pen appears out of thin air.

This pen is completely transformed by energy, containing majestic energy fluctuations, forcing the surrounding space to fluctuate violently.

At this moment, all the people gathered around him had a trace of delusion in their hearts.

It seems that heaven and earth are a blank scroll, and we must rely on this pen to copy all living beings and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers to build a new world.

"The pen of civilization is actually the pen of civilization that the mind has imagined. ”

"This Zhang Xiang's talent is really good, as soon as the pen comes out, the painting of the mountain is the mountain, the painting of the water is the water, and the words written are the runes of the Great Dao, Ling Feng may be difficult to resist. ”

"Bah, didn't Yang Qi'an say it very clearly, even he was defeated by Ling Feng's hands, the powerful gap in the realm was there, even if Zhang Xiang condensed his civilized mind, he was not Ling Feng's opponent at all. ”

"This may not be, maybe Yang Qi'an's defeat at the hands of Ling Feng is nothing, but the fact is that Ling Feng spent a huge amount of resources to buy a reputation, and his own value is too high, and it is possible to deter Zhang Xiang from acting rashly. ”

This speculation made many disciples of the family who watched the battle nod their heads.

They would rather believe that Ling Feng really had penetrated Yang Qi'an, than that he really had such a powerful cultivation.

After all, the creation of the Fifth Heaven powerhouse less than twenty years ago is too shocking.

Ling Feng is light and light.

Although Confucianism and Taoism have unpredictable abilities, in the same way, this cultivation path is several times more difficult than martial arts.

And how old is Zhang Xiang, who has been cultivating the way of a saint for a few years, and the gap between him and Ling Feng is too big.

So big that there is simply no way to make up for it with means.

"Ling Feng, watch me draw the majestic mountains, and suppress you so much that you will never recover. ”

Zhang Xiang's face was slightly distorted, and the ten fingers of his hands were clasped, revealing a circular Tai Chi energy cloud map.

At the same time, under the control of his mind, the civilized heart pen suspended in his chest shook violently, and flew up, walking in the void, and the iron painted silver hook.

In a few breaths, the outline lines of a mountain more than ten zhang high formed out of thin air, and as Zhang Xiang's legs pushed forward, it turned into substance, rolling towards Ling Feng's head.

The air flow rises and soars......

"Phew. ”

Ling Feng opened his mouth like a whale sucking water, and sucked it in all directions.

The air flow within hundreds of feet nearby suddenly surged into his mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into a violent sound wave and swept away.

Boom Boom –

I saw that the mountain that had sunk was swept by the terrifying sound waves, and shattered into nothingness at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rolling stones splashed down, forcing the spectators' vision to begin to dim, and horror rose in their hearts.

Judging by the cultivation that Ling Feng is showing now, even if it is really less than the fifth level of creation, it is not far behind.

That Fang Cai's judgment was completely untenable, Yang Qi'an had really lost in his hands.

"The rivers are choppy, and the waves are ......"

One move couldn't suppress Ling Feng, Zhang Xiang's face couldn't help but turn pale, and his hands waved wildly.

As his palms changed rapidly, his face turned red like a sweet potato, obviously a sign that his breath was beginning to dry up.

After all, the magic power of Confucianism and Taoism is very huge, and he has only just gotten a glimpse of the way.

But at this moment, he has no way out at all, so he can't admit defeat like this.

The slightly dim civilization pen walked in the void again, and in a few breaths, a stream of clear water gathered together, turning into the angry tide of the Hanhai Sea, and the splashing waves were like silver-white arrows, with a heart-rending sharpness, and swept towards Ling Feng's body. (