"Then please Brother Leng release the innate Gangyuan, and you can evaluate it below." Leng Feng gave Zhou Feng a very dangerous feeling, just like the divine sword of the general hidden Feng, but his innate Gang Yuan was definitely not very strong, without the support of the Innate Gang Yuan, the growth of the Innate Gang Yuan would be very slow.

Leng Feng looked a little hesitant, a little unsure of what Zhou Feng's purpose was, but when he saw only sincerity in Zhou Feng's eyes, he immediately nodded.

Slightly mobilized the innate Gangyuan in the face, a little rusty, not very smooth, and even the route of Gangyuan's circulation seemed a little messy, but that Gangyuan was extremely pure.

"Triple Heaven Peak?" Although Leng Feng's innate Gang Yuan had quite a lot of problems, Zhou Feng clearly felt that the strength had actually reached the peak of the Triple Heaven.

The strength of this innate Gangyuan is much stronger than many people in the ring, but Zhou Feng absolutely believes that if he really fights against these opponents in the ring whose strength is weaker than Leng Feng, Leng Feng's innate Gangyuan at the peak of the triple heaven can be regarded as a very face-saving thing.

Coming for the sword, Zhou Feng thought of this sentence again, and understood more that this Leng Feng was obviously a sword idiot, a swordsman who valued the way of the sword more heavily than anything else, but the others were not in his consideration.

And now he is watching the moves of these people in the ring, in fact, he is stealing the master, he is stealing the sword moves of these people, in order to strengthen his own moves.

"Brother Leng, to tell you the truth, with your method, instead of stealing a teacher like this, it is better to introduce a kendo master to Brother Leng and let him give him some advice, which is definitely several times stronger than comprehending it by yourself here." Zhou Feng couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, he didn't want such a talented martial arts genius to waste his years like this, his life was only a few years, and how many martial artists were not able to reach a higher level in the end because of their age.

Leng Feng can break through the innate on his own, needless to say, the strength of the talent is no longer necessary, and even without any innate exercises, indiscriminate cultivation can also cultivate the strength of the innate Gang Yuan to the peak of the Triple Heaven, the strength of the talent is estimated to be inferior to Zhou Feng, but it is not necessarily worse than the first-class genius masters of the eight major families.

However, the cultivation of martial arts is not so simple, there are many swordsmen who specialize in kendo in this river and lake, but while they concentrate on swords, they still have to take into account their own innate cultivation of Gangyuan.

When the sword qi reaches a certain level, the furious sharp edge can certainly have incomparably strong lethality, but the same injury to the enemy is also constantly damaging itself, if Leng Feng continues to cultivate like this, I am afraid that it will not take too long, the meridians in his body will be cut into countless segments by his own sword qi, and then he will also die.

Therefore, the swordsman also needs to have the same advanced Gang Yuan cultivation to do it, and it is not a good thing to go to the dark all the way, especially Zhou Feng feels that Leng Feng has now reached an extremely dangerous moment, if he can't step from the peak of the Triple Heaven to the Quadruple Heaven, then his life will end here.

If you continue to forcibly practice the sword, the result will be that the sword qi will burst through the meridians of the whole body and die.

It would be a pity for such a talented talent to be scrapped like this, so Zhou Feng felt that he would help Leng Feng.

"Why do you want to help me?" Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Leng Feng's expression changed even more, and a fierce light burst out of his eyes, making Zhou Feng feel that it was not a human eye, but a beast watching its food.

"No, it's just that I don't want a genius swordsman to fall." If it weren't for knowing Leng Feng's character, and Zhou Feng had also estimated that Leng Feng was quite dangerous before, he would have turned his face to others, but Zhou Feng was quite indifferent, just smiled very calmly and said, and Zhou Feng's eyes were very sincere and looked at Zhou Feng.

Facing Leng Feng's fierce eyes, Zhou Feng did not flinch at all, nor did he have any weakness of heart, he said this sentence completely from the heart, and did not have any other purpose at all.

"I don't like to owe people!" After staring at Zhou Feng for a long time, Leng Feng finally withdrew his eyes, and then coldly dropped such a sentence, and continued to watch the two opponents who were still fighting fiercely in the ring.

"There's nothing to owe, I'm just trying to introduce you, whether you can impress that kendo master depends on your own chances." Zhou Feng smiled, and then said very calmly.

It can be seen that Leng Feng is a very stubborn, closed-minded, and withdrawn person, perhaps he has been cultivating for too long, and he doesn't care much about human feelings or anything, and even instinctively resists.

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Fighting with hundreds of people is extremely time-consuming, and although the Barbarian Witch Temple has provided as many rings as possible, the number is still not enough to support all the players to fight at the same time.

And among these players, most of the strength is around the double heaven and the triple heaven, and the gap between many people is not very large, and the two may not be able to defeat each other for half a day, and the time is dragged on for a long time.

The thirty-two seeded players looked at the player area for a while, and then they had no interest, and most of the remaining players were from some small sects, although they were all relatively outstanding young masters, but there were no very special characters in terms of strength, so naturally there was no need for them to pay attention to them.

"Brother Zhou, why don't you meet by chance and have a light meal together for a while?" The people from the eight giants were the first to get up and prepare to leave, and when they passed by Zhou Feng and their side, Baili Buhua specially greeted Zhou Feng.

"Brother Baili is too polite, I should have invited you, but you see ......" Zhou Feng politely declined Baili Buhua's invitation, and also took out Leng Feng on the side as a target, this style seems a little unauthentic, but Leng Feng didn't feel anything, but felt that Zhou Feng did it for granted, and glanced at Baili Buhua with a pair of cold eyes.

Baili Buhua's eyes were slightly surprised, although he could also feel that Leng Feng's strength was not strong, but it made him also have a feeling of facing a powerful demon beast, but he was not an ordinary person, seeing Zhou Feng refused, he nodded lightly with Zhou Feng and Leng Feng, and then left.

As for Qin Fang, who was more familiar with Zhou Feng, he didn't say anything to Zhou Feng, as if they had never crossed paths, and such a move suddenly surprised the people of several other families, and they were a little unclear about what was going on between Zhou Feng and Qin Fang.

"These people are strong?" When the people of the eight giants left, those people in the second echelon did not stay for a while, and they all left one after another, except for the group of people in the third echelon, whose strength is not much different from the players who are sweating in the ring now, and the only advantage they occupy is that they don't need to fight to win the last place like those people, just sit here and wait.

One side is tired of fighting for a long time, and the other side is waiting for work, and what kind of situation the competition between the two sides will end up in is basically doomed from the beginning.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Although he just took a brief look at it, Zhou Feng still waited for Leng Feng to have a certain study of the sword moves of the two people in the ring before Zhou Feng said calmly.

Leng Feng didn't say anything, but after Zhou Feng got up, he also stood up, followed behind Zhou Feng, and walked all the way to the outside of the contestant area, all the way down from the Shaman Sacred Mountain, until he returned to the inn where Zhou Feng lived.

"Why did you come back so late? Hey, this is ......" When Zhou Feng and the others returned to the inn, they found that Zhuo Qingquan and they actually came back a little earlier than them, Zhuo Qingquan saw Zhou Feng and asked a little surprised, they also looked there for a while, there was really nothing to see, so they came back early.

"A friend, Mr. Li......" Zhou Feng said lightly, and then asked.

"...... in the backyard" Zhuo Qingquan didn't ask much, Leng Feng gave him a very cold and dangerous feeling, but since it was brought back by Zhou Feng, then he had nothing to say, with Zhou Feng basically there would be no problems, and he could also save some snacks. Zhou Feng didn't say much, and went directly to the backyard with Leng Feng.

"Old ghost, I brought someone back for you......" As soon as he entered the small courtyard, he saw Li Fangyuan sitting there sipping tea, while King Kong was still there with his strong body constantly hitting the rockery in the small courtyard, as for Laifu...... I embroider there with an embroidery needle.

Li Fangyuan was stunned when he heard this, then he looked at Leng Feng behind Zhou Feng, his eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't figure out what Zhou Feng was talking about.

"This is Li Lao, that is, the kendo master I introduced to you......"

Bang Bang Bang ~~

"Master!" Before Zhou Feng could finish his words, he heard Leng Feng's snap, so he knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed three times at Li Fangyuan, and at the same time called the master in his extremely hoarse voice.

Although his tone was very jerky, almost everyone present could know from the few heads he kowtowed that this cold-faced Leng Feng was very sincere in his heart.

The ground of the courtyard is paved with extremely hard bluestone, and the protective qi on Leng Feng's body is useless at all, and his head is directly knocked on the ground, although Leng Feng's body is already quite strong, but under such a heavy blow, a piece of black blue was quickly formed on his head, and there was a faint look of blood about to seep out, and the bluestones on the ground had been cracked by him, and cracks appeared.