"Chengfeng, are you scared?" Ying Lide laughed and said, "You even have the courage to enter the Qilian Mountains alone, why are you cowardly at this moment." ”

Ying Chengfeng touched his scalp, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Uncle, this is the first time you have tested my kung fu alone, so you are a little flustered." ”

Yinglid shook his head slightly, a hint of guilt. For this nephew, whose qualifications are not too good, he really hasn't cultivated them carefully. Originally, I thought that his life was just a general, but I didn't expect him to have such an opportunity, not only did he become friends with Shen Yuqi, his true qi cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, but he also had the talent to become a spirit master.

He faintly had a feeling that if the Ying family wanted to really rise from here, it would no longer rely on himself and his two outstanding sons.

As long as Ying Chengfeng can worship under Zhang Mingyun's door and become a real spirit master, then the status of the entire Ying family will be completely different.

Gathering his mind, Yinglide said in a deep voice: "Ride the wind, be careful." ”

Before the words fell, he had already stepped out, and stretched out his hands and patted towards Ying Chengfeng.

His two palms were covered with thick calluses, and when this palm was pushed out, it was like a wall of oppression, and the strong wind actually made Ying Chengfeng feel like he was suffocating.

The shot of the really strong man is really extraordinary, and Ying Chengfeng immediately knew that his uncle used real kung fu, and it was definitely not an ordinary test.

With a slight stomp of his feet, his body immediately floated up, as if it had no weight, and it drifted backwards with the palm wind.

A glimmer of essence suddenly flashed in Yinglide's eyes, and it seemed that the kid Chengfeng still had reservations when he was running at the right time.

However, his movements were not slow at all, his feet were forceful, the direction of his palms remained unchanged, and he still bombarded the past like Mount Tai pressing.

Ying Chengfeng's face changed slightly, since he came to this world, he didn't have much experience in fighting people.

Although countless creatures died under his gun, they only fought with the two Gu brothers. Gu Liao's martial arts skills are not worth mentioning, although Gu Zhen's true qi and combat skills are well cultivated, how can he compare with Yinglide.

This great master at the peak of the ninth layer of True Qi is extremely experienced in combat, and he is good at breaking through tricks with strength when he makes a move. Seeing that Ying Chengfeng's body was unpredictable, he immediately pressed it with unreasonable and powerful true qi, and the strong flow of true qi made the void in front of Ying Chengfeng have a general feeling of turning into substance.

The figure spun sharply, and Ying rode the wind and retreated to the rear, until he was three feet away from Yinglide, and he couldn't feel the powerful sense of oppression that seemed to be omnipresent.

He secretly envied in his heart, and the benefits of his true qi were vividly displayed at this moment.

If the gap between the true qi of the two sides is too big, then there is no need for any combat skills at all, and only one palm is needed to crush the opponent to death.

One force will drop ten, that's exactly it.

Of course, if there is an overlord gun in hand, then Ying Chengfeng has the power to fight no matter what. With the experience and evil qi he had gained from fighting among countless wolves and bats, he would definitely be able to challenge the great masters of the ninth and even tenth layers of true qi beyond the ranks.

However, now that he doesn't have an overlord gun in his hand, he naturally can't defend the other party head-to-head.

His feet moved rapidly, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, he immediately bounced up, and the whole person jumped around in a limited space like a big grasshopper, but this not too elegant body was actually freed from the powerful true qi pressure.

Ying Lide's eyes lit up slightly, and he was no stranger to the body technique used by Ying Chengfeng. This is not some legendary invincible body technique, but just some ordinary body and combat skill combinations. However, unlike ordinary people's step-by-step display of body skills, this set of mediocre combat skills shows an infinite demeanor under his feet.

Every leap of Ying Chengfeng is like the most perfect plan in advance, just right between a flash and a dodge, although his true qi palm power is strong, but the other party seems to have turned into a cotton wool, no matter how the wind blows, it can't cause him any substantial damage.

"Good. ”

Ying Lide snorted lightly, but he refused to give up, his palms flew up, and the strong palm power continued to press towards Ying Chengfeng.

However, Ying Chengfeng didn't just dodge, as soon as his feet stood still, he had already raised his fists.

The moment his fist was raised, the air around him seemed to become scorching.

Flame Fist.

"Boom ......"

There was a slight explosion in the air, and Ying Chengfeng's footsteps moved slightly, ghostly moving behind Ying Lide, and at the same time blasted out with a punch.

The hot air cut through the void and rumbled towards Winsett's vest, and before the punch could reach, a wisp of raging fire was already rushing towards his face.

Ying Lide's eyes were full of essence, although he had long known that this little nephew's skills would exceed his imagination, especially the light body exercises that Lin Tiantian had admired, which was full of expectations. However, he never expected that Ying Chengfeng's boxing technique would be so unexpectedly powerful.

The scorching fire hit his body, and even made him have the illusion of burning his body.

With a long laugh suddenly, Yinglide's palms flew up, imprinting a mountain-like palm shadow in the void. After all, his true qi was far from being comparable to Ying Chengfeng, and when he went all out, even the palm shadow of the void exerted great power. The shadows of the palms were like mountain peaks, cracking and shattering the scorching aura around them, and they no longer existed.

Ying Chengfeng's expression did not move, his feet walked like flying, the true qi in his body flowed freely, and the true qi passed through the true qi and converged into the soles of his feet and arms.

With his true qi, if it was a simple method of inducing flame fists, he would definitely not be able to match Yinglide. However, there is an indescribable magical connection between his Flame Fist and Ghost Footwork, and if the two are combined, they can exert several times more power.

At this time, when the true qi circulated in his body, Ying Chengfeng's legs and feet suddenly became larger, he snorted softly, and his figure had suddenly disappeared into Ying Lide's eyes.

The next moment, he appeared behind Yinglid like a ghost, and at the same time, the surging true qi poured into his fist, and he slammed towards his uncle's vest.

The power of this punch is far from being comparable, when the fist is struck, a ray of fire suddenly comes out of his hand, and this ray of fire is getting bigger and bigger after leaving his fist, and the pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

Yinglide's face finally changed, and although he didn't have long eyes on the back of his head, he could clearly sense the power released by this punch. He had such a feeling that if he was hit by this punch, even if it was himself, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat and walk away.

Without thinking, his body rushed forward, and at the same time, his palms slammed backwards in recklessness.

It's just that although his true qi is still strong, it can't stop the invasion of this flame. The flame flew through the palm wind, and although it swayed a little, it unswervingly pierced through the palm wind and flew towards his vest. And it's so fast, it seems to be a cut faster than his body.

"Boom ......"

A sword light suddenly lit up from Yinglide's hand, and he had already pulled out the long sword spirit weapon, and stabbed the fire with a backhand sword.

"Smack......

Although the firelight was strong, Yinglide's sword was infused with the true qi of the whole body, coupled with the increase of the spiritual weapon, and finally completely defeated the power that condensed the firelight.

In an instant, the dazzling firelight suddenly dissipated.

Winled let out a long breath, and looked at his little nephew with something a little more unusual.

Touching his scalp in embarrassment, Ying Chengfeng said: "Uncle, nephew is reckless." ”

Slowly putting away the long sword, Yinglide said: "Very good, Chengfeng, the combat skills you have cultivated are very powerful, much stronger than Uncle Wei." ”

Ying Chengfeng's heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Uncle, nephew, this is a fluke, where can I compare to you." ”

Ying Lide waved his hand and said, "Okay, since you are destined to learn such a powerful combat skill, you must cultivate hard in the future, and you must not let down the hard work of others." ”

The muscles on Ying Chengfeng's face twitched slightly, and said, "Yes." ”

"Miss Shen Yuqi has already come back first, you ...... Let's go to Zhang's house for a visit. Inlid pondered for a moment and commanded.

Ying Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and after answering, he immediately ran away.

Looking at the back of the little nephew who was happily leaving, Yinglide's eyes were full of mixed feelings.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Ying Chengfeng was able to exert such a powerful power, not by virtue of one combat skill, but by fusing two combat skills into one.

Fusion skills, this is not a simple matter. If you want to do this, in addition to your extraordinary talent, you must at least fully understand these two combat skills.

At such a young age, being able to cultivate a combat skill to the point of perfection is already quite a remarkable thing. However, not only did he learn the two combat techniques, but he also succeeded in condensing the power of the two combat techniques, and even released the power of fire.

This kind of talent is really terrifying and terrifying.

He secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, he had really lost his eyes before.

Although Ying Chengfeng does not have much talent in the cultivation of true qi, his talent in the cultivation of combat skills is unmatched.

If his true qi can take a step closer and cultivate powerful combat skills, then ......

Suddenly, a strange thought came to his mind.

ps: I'll go to Ninghai tomorrow, but unfortunately because of the rain, Mu Youyou has a boat to go to sea.

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