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"Dogs look down on people. With a light snort, Chen Mengqing hugged Jiang Baiyu uprightly: "Bai Yu, do you want to give Feiying a little color later, he has targeted you once, not once or twice." ”

Jiang Baiyu shook his head without thinking: "No need, the three sects are just trying to learn from each other, retaining strength is the king's way, and the limelight will be handed over to Feiying and Qinghong, and the three of us will stop at the point." ”

"Oh well. Chen Mengqing felt a little helpless.

He Yunfan led them to the Blood Mountain, but it was not the peak, but the foot.

At the top of the Blood Mountain, it was the Sword Holy Land of the King of the Three Heavenly Sects, and they were not yet qualified to compete on the same stage.

At the foot of the Blood Mountain, there are several pavilions, and seven people sit around.

Spacious center, there are two people fighting.

Bang Bang -

The figures are staggered, like shadows like the wind, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

The people sitting around the two sects nodded and commented, and it was very lively.

"This year, there is another Tianjiao in the Wind God Temple, and he has a little bit of the unintentional demeanor of the sect back then. "There are only two people from Jiumai Villa, plus He Yunfan, a total of three people, which is just one-tenth of the number of participants in Jiumai Villa.

The reviewer is the lowest strength among the ten people in Jiumai Villa, ranking ninth, and she is a female emperor with a slender figure and good appearance.

Throughout the audience, among the seven people in the Wind God Temple, there were very few who could defeat her.

Even the weakest Tianjiao of the Dragon Vein Villa can overwhelm many geniuses in the Wind God Temple, and the strength of the Nine Vein Villa can be seen.

Zhao Ling'er's beautiful eyes are calm, like a lake of autumn water, without waves.

Although, the one who participated in the battle was Lin Fei's junior disciple who was ranked tenth.

Fighting with Lin Fei. It is the new genius of the Wind God Temple, Heng Duoxing.

If Zong Wuxin is a peerless genius who comes out of the Wind God Temple once in a thousand years, then Heng Duoxing is a demon giant who has appeared once in several eras.

At the age of nineteen, he stepped into the peak of the emperor, and his strength was breathtaking.

Except for the opening of the sect without heart. and three extremely old qualifications, disciples of the same generation of the Wind God Temple, who are already invincible.

If he is given another five years, his strength can be imagined, and when the sect has no intention of reaching the age of thirty, he will withdraw from the ranks of disciples. The new generation of leaders, without suspense, will be Heng Duoxing.

Heng Duoxing is young and conceited, and in the battle, he opens and closes.

"Zhenxing Three Styles!" Heng Duo Xingmo danced wildly. Perform strong fingering.

The two fingers are like divine soldiers, swaying, suppressing the stars of the heavens.

The remnants of the finger shadow are endless, a little bit broken starry sky, pointing to the trend of the galaxy.

Puff -

The void shattered, and the black hole exuded the power of the heart palpitation.

Lin Fei was twenty-five years old. The face is resolute and the expression is wooden.

Feeling the danger of Zhenxingsan, he let out a low sigh. The three golden meridians in the body, shaped like a golden dragon, come out of the body.

Knock knock -

Qi and blood flow backwards, and boundless power explodes in an instant!

"Kaishan Yin!"

The surging power of terrifying qi and blood filled his fists, and the cyan meridians swelled. Emerges on the surface of the body, hideous like a branch.

Both fists poked out. If the dragon goes out to sea, it is awe-inspiring. Break through the clouds!

Bang Bang -

One punch, one punch, head-on collision!

A strong blow set off the momentum of the weather, shooting in all directions, so that the people sitting around have aura to protect their bodies.

Rub and rub -

Lin Fei and Heng Duoxing each took a few steps back.

The head-on is hard, and no one can help anyone.

Lin Fei's face was slightly pale, he took a deep breath, calmed down his qi and blood, and saluted with his fists: "Senior Brother Heng, the capital of Tianzhong, Lin Mou sighed to himself." ”

Heng Duoxing was young and conceited, and he was full of spirit, and he hugged his fists and retreated: "Senior Brother Lin is not bad." ”

It is clearly a draw, Lin Fei admits defeat is a humble statement, but Heng Duoxing bears it for life, and his conceit can be seen.

Returning to Zhao Ling'er's side, Lin Fei's face was no different, and he sat down.

Zhao Ling'er's eyes were like water, and she asked calmly: "Why did Senior Brother Lin admit defeat? If you show your true strength, Heng Duoxing is not your enemy in ten moves." ”

Lin Fei replied angrily: "Heng Duoxing also hides his strength, and he is nineteen years old and I am twenty-five, so I lost." ”

Zhao Ling'er was noncommittal, and sighed lightly: "In this year's Kowloon Competition, the Wind God Temple has the hope of winning the second top ten. ”

The three small tests are a temptation and prediction.

Although they have reservations, they can still roughly guess the outcome of this year's Kowloon Competition.

Hmmm――

"Senior Brother He is back. Zhao Ling'er looked happy and got up to greet her.

The people of the Wind God Temple also stood up one after another, not without respect.

In the last Kowloon Genius Competition, the fourth ranked supreme powerhouse was enough for them to pay attention to.

"The Flowing Immortal Sect is also here. "People found a large number of people behind He Yunfan.

Heng Duoxing glanced at the Liuxian Sect and laughed teasingly: "The Liuxian Sect is still the same as always, winning by numbers." ”

This time there was a small test, and the sum of the two cases was only ten people.

There are as many as ten people in the Flowing Immortal Sect alone.

Zhao Ling'er and Lin Fei's expressions were faint.

The Wind God Temple has suffered heavy losses in the past year, and there have been many conflicts with the Flowing Immortal Sect, and in the midst of the war, it has lost ground repeatedly, and the resentment has been deep.

"The Kowloon Genius Competition, winning by quantity, is useless. "In the last Kowloon Competition, there were three finalists in the Wind God Temple.

In addition to Kai Zong Wuxin, there is also a strong man who is ranked eighth and ninth.

The eighth-ranked one, who is now over thirty, has withdrawn from the ranks of disciples and has no chance to participate.

The ninth-ranked person is twenty-nine years old, who just participated in the last Kowloon Tournament in this life, named Zheng Zhilin, and is a famous powerhouse, much stronger than the original Ba Wushuang.

Now five years have passed, and the strength has improved by leaps and bounds, which cannot be underestimated.

The speaker is Zheng Zhilin, and as a person who has come over, he undoubtedly has a greater right to speak.

The top ten of the Liuxian Sect are not very good-looking.

In fact, in addition to the top ten, there are also Chen Mengqing, Qingxue Fairy and Jiang Baiyu, a full thirteen people!

Feiying shot at Zheng Zhilin with cold eyes: "Whether it's quantity or quality, I haven't tried it, how do you know?"

He Yunfan smiled, the Wind God Temple and the Flowing Immortal Sect were already incompatible, and they were already facing each other without him stirring up them.

And so it goes. He, Zhao Ling'er, and Lin Fei can watch from the wall and touch their details.

In the end, there are no people who are threatening to the Wind God Temple and the Flowing Immortal Sect this time.

Of course, the focus of observation is Heng Duoxing and Zheng Zhilin of the Wind God Temple, as for the Flowing Immortal Sect. Except for the day sword, the rest of the geniuses may have no hope of entering the top ten.

"Hehe, this is a discussion, I hope you are calm, and the point will stop. If he is ruthless, He will not stand idly by. He Yunfan said lightly, looking like the leader of the martial arts alliance.

The three small tests were held by him, and if there were pre-race casualties. He can't get out of it.

"It's easy to say!Zheng Zhilin, let's make a move, I want to see how strong you will be in five years!"

One palm pressed his shoulder, Qinghong had a handsome face, calm and reasonable: "Senior Brother Feiying, let me try it first." If I am defeated, it will not be too late for Senior Brother Feiying to avenge me. ”

Feiying has an impatient temperament, while Qinghong is wise and calm.

Qinghong goes first. You can test Zheng Zhilin's bottom first, and you can defeat the best, if you can't defeat it, the flying eagle who is watching will go up again, and the chances of winning are not small.

Although it was a small test of three competitions, everyone tacitly agreed. but to test each other's depths.

Winning or losing is related to the face of the Liuxian Sect. Should win the situation, or still win. Especially for the Wind God Temple, which has been on the feud for a long time, it can't be left behind.

Feiying understood, retracted his feet, nodded and said: "Okay, Senior Brother Qing will go first, don't be careful, don't be careless, the Flowing Immortal Sect can support the table, only you and me." ”

Qinghong felt heavy, exhaled lightly, flew to the center, and pointed from afar: "In Xia Qinghong, I really want to see how high Senior Brother Zheng's 'quality' is!"

He Yunfan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and sat side by side with Zhao Linger and Lin Fei, and the three of them were very interested.

Unbeknownst to him, Zheng Zhilin just raised his eyes, glanced at Qinghong lightly, and shook his head indifferently: "You are not my opponent." ”

"How do you know if you don't fight?" Qinghong smiled lightly, despite being despised by others, she was still calm and reasonable, and she was not angry.

"Whew, I'll meet you. A sneer came from the side.

Qinghong looked back, it was a young man with a face, in terms of age, he was about the same as Jiang Baiyu, and seemed to be slightly older than a year or two.

It's just that compared to Senior Brother Jiang's calmness, this young man is too conceited.

Of the disciples of the Liuxian Sect, no one knew this young man.

He Yunfan introduced in a timely manner: "Senior Brother Qing, he is a new genius of the Wind God Temple, Heng Duoxing, his strength is very strong, and he can fight with you." ”

Heng Duoxing?Qinghong raised her eyebrows.

If he didn't know the face, it was reasonable, but Heng Duoxing, who was famous and thunderous, how could he not have heard of it?

Known as the genius of the Wind God Temple, who came out once in hundreds of years, he has the unintentional style of the sect back then.

The name of this person is very popular among the peak emperors of the Liuxian Sect, and it is rumored that the leader of the next Wind God Temple is this son.

Qinghong will inevitably have a fighting spirit, and if Zheng Zhilin is unwilling to come forward, it is not impossible to challenge the mysterious century-old genius of the Wind God Temple.

After thinking for a moment, Qinghong smiled and hugged her fists: "Senior brother is a few years older than you, and fighting with you is really a bully, so Senior Brother will have the cheekiness to discuss with Senior Brother Heng." ”

Heng Duoxing jumped up to the center with his hands in his hands, and laughed arrogantly: "Bully me?

Qinghong's face did not change, and her smile was as good as ever: "Senior Brother Heng, please!"

"Canglong pointed!" Heng Duoxing's steps were ethereal, like a ghost, erratic.

The right hand stretched out a finger, like a dragon in the ink night, hidden in the fluttering figure, difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Poof-

The air roared, the fingers were amazing, overlapping like ten thousand dragons, roaring and sweeping.

Qinghong's face was solemn, and she was secretly frightened!

In terms of strength, it is not at all like a nineteen-year-old boy!

"Oceanwide Blue Wave Palm!" Qinghong retracted her heart of contempt, operated the aura around her body, and performed exercises.

The palms are flying, vigorous and powerful, like the boundless sea, the blue waves are rolling, sometimes thunder roars, sometimes angry waves soar into the sky.

The momentum is magnificent, earth-shattering, and terrifying.

The attribute of the exercise is diametrically opposed to its tranquil character!

Bang Bang Bang

The fingers intersected, and the strength was not weak.

The waves of air are rolling and the momentum is endless.

The two have their own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Qinghong was frightened, restrained her thoughts, and deceived herself to fight again.

Heng Duoxing sneered lightly, and the wind and clouds fought lightly!

Poof-

The two of you come and go, the figures are scattered, entangled together, and there is no distinction between you and me.

Thirty moves have passed, and the winner and loser have not yet been distinguished.

The disciples of the Flowing Immortal Sect were secretly excited. (To be continued) R580