Han Xiaotian, who was extremely breathless, turned his head to look at Feng Qingyao with a gloomy face and said, "Feng Qingyao, I heard that you are known as the number one young talent today! Do you dare to fight with me! Let the world know who is the real number one young talent in the world!"

Feng Qingyao smiled faintly and said: "The so-called victory or defeat is not in my heart, and I don't bother to argue about who wins and who loses." But if you want to climb up on me, I don't mind teaching you a lesson! It's not something that anyone can challenge. ”

Dharma Master Han Xiaotian laughed out loud and said, "Feng Qingyao, don't talk too much nonsense. You and I should see the real chapter in our hands! There is a Jiulong Mountain ten miles north of Daxiang Temple, so let's have a duel on Jiulong Mountain!"

"Jiulong Mountain, Mr. Feng and Dharma Master Han Xiaotian are going to compete on Jiulong Mountain, let's go quickly, hurry up and go to Jiulong Mountain, otherwise when we rush over, maybe the competition will be over." ”

Hearing the location that Han Xiaotian said, the "idlers" around him suddenly talked about it, and hurriedly walked outside one by one, so as not to miss this wonderful battle.

But before they could walk out of the courtyard, they heard Feng Qingyao smile faintly and said, "You don't have to run so far, let's do it here." ”

"Hmph! Feng Qingyao, you can't help but be a little too ignorant! Daxiang Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, if you and I fight to cause damage here, it will be a blasphemy of Buddhism!!"

Han Xiaotian was slightly stunned when he heard Feng Qingyao's words, and then he frowned and said angrily. In Han Xiaotian's opinion, Feng Qingyao was afraid of himself, and deliberately wanted to fight with himself in this holy land of Buddhism. Let yourself not dare to play to your full strength.

"Amitabha, the so-called color is emptiness and emptiness, and there is no difference between the golden jade hall and the thatched house in the eyes of the monks. The two donors don't have to worry about the temple. ”

The abbot of Daxiang Temple, who was sitting with the little monk of Miaoyuan, suddenly spoke.

"Do you hear that? The owner doesn't care, what kind of mind are you there? Besides, fighting with you won't cause much damage, at most one or two doors and windows will be broken. For Daxiangji, this little bit of destruction is nothing at all. Feng Qingyao looked at Han Xiaotian lightly and said.

"Very good! I have never seen such an arrogant person as you! Since you are willing to be embarrassed in front of so many people, and the presiding officer of Daxiang Temple does not care about the loss of Daxiang Temple! Then I will give you failure here!"

Han Xiaotian, who was clear and clear, was furious, and with a light snort, the momentum on his body rose sharply. The already strict and cold momentum has become even more aggressive, making people dare not look at it. It gives people the feeling that Han Xiaotian in front of him is the law, as if he is the imperial law that cannot be offended and cannot be violated. In the courtyard, the lively "idlers" showed shocked expressions one by one, and their feet retreated again and again. Dodge the compelling momentum emanating from Han Xiaotian's body.

The people in the courtyard who were watching the excitement were forced to retreat again and again by the momentum on Han Xiaotian's body. Everyone in the meditation room is also full of color, including the little monk of Miao Yuan, the master of Lifan, the master of the law, and the four monks of dragon, tiger, lion and elephant. The expressions on their faces changed.

"This Han Xiaotian really deserves to be regarded as the most outstanding figure in the Legalist family for thousands of years, and he has really reached such a realm. Although the strength of the Feng Shi Master is strong, it may not be a simple matter to defeat Han Xiaotian. Even if he can defeat Han Xiaotian in the end. It's going to be a tough battle!"

Master Fan felt the fierce momentum on Han Xiaotian's body, and couldn't help but think.

The longevity eyebrows of the dragon, tiger, lion, and elephant monks who drooped down for a long time were also violently shaken. Obviously, he didn't expect Han Xiaotian's strength to reach such a realm. Although it is rumored in the outside world that Han Xiaotian is already in the realm of a half-step grandmaster. But they don't really believe it.

Although the little monk was a little surprised, he was not as worried as Master Fan and Master Faxiang.

Flaming Dao and Zhihai Toutuo are undoubtedly the two people with the lowest cultivation in the meditation room, but these two are the kind of people who would rather bend than bend. So although they were under great pressure, they all stood there without the slightest movement.

"This kid named Han Xiaotian is really powerful enough to have such strength. But no matter how powerful you are, what can you do? In front of the wind donor, your strength is not enough at all! The more arrogant you are now, the more embarrassed you will be after a while!"

Zhihai Toutuo used the strength of his whole body, and thought in his heart with a red face and a red ear to carry Han Xiaotian's coercion.

The Flaming Dao people on one side are also the same.

Han Xiaotian's domineering and indisobedient momentum affected everyone, but when this momentum came in front of Feng Qingyao, it seemed to have bypassed Feng Qingyao directly, and it did not affect Feng Qingyao at all.

He glanced at Han Xiaotian very casually and asked lightly, "Do you know the difference between the Lord and the King?"

"What is the difference between the Lord and the King, and what does Mr. Wind mean by saying such a thing?"

Everyone was stunned by Feng Qingyao's sudden words, and looked at Feng Qingyao in a daze, waiting for Feng Qingyao to explain to them.

Feng Qingyao raised his right hand very casually, and his four fingers curled up, leaving only one index finger to stand up towards the sky.

"One point of the Lord is above the king, and this is my overlord seal. This is the power over the king. ”

After speaking, Feng Qingyao pointed forward lightly.

With Feng Qingyao's point, the aura on Feng Qingyao's body instantly became domineering and domineering! This is a domineering aura that does not allow anyone to stand taller than himself, and does not allow anyone to let himself look up! A domineering aura that stands at the top of the world and looks down on all beings.

"This ...... What's going on? Why can't I move?"

As Feng Qingyao's domineering aura was revealed, Han Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was completely confined in place and couldn't move, so he could only watch as Feng Qingyao pointed out an unstoppable qi and hit Han Xiaotian's body straight into Han Xiaotian's body, sending Han Xiaotian flying out of the meditation room.

"Impossible! I'm a half-step grandmaster, how can you, a saint, beat me!"

Han Xiaotian, who flew out of the meditation room, immediately returned to normal, but the domineering aura that Feng Qingyao blasted into his body made his body not so coordinated and natural, and the true qi in his body couldn't be mobilized for a while, and he fell straight to the ground.

Han Xiaotian, who fell to the ground, roared angrily and in disbelief.

Immediately after a loud shout, the momentum on his body changed again, turning into a weird, weird but domineering feeling. A feeling that Feng Qingyao has never felt in this world.

"Huh......? It's weird. Have you ever felt such an eerie aura?"

Feng Qingyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked Master Fan, Master Faxiang, and the four monks of Dragon, Tiger, Lion and Elephant. (To be continued......)