All eyes were focused on the source of the sound.

It's Wei Changfeng of the Wei family!" someone exclaimed.

"Wei Changfeng, aren't you stupid?"

"He's not going to kill himself, is he?"

Whispers in the crowd.

Wei Changfeng was silent, his eyes were cold, he stepped forward step by step, his breath was released, his spiritual power was rising, and he was inseparable from Jiang An in the shocked expressions of everyone.

It turned out to be a double practice of qi realm!

Jiang An's expression became serious, and the weak young man in front of him was like a dormant tiger, and the sense of danger was even worse than Li Ru's!

"You're strong!" Jiang An said, not sparing praise for it.

"You too!" Changfeng stood opposite him, and only then did he really feel the high-spirited fighting spirit and coercion of the young man who was as strong as the mountains in front of him.

The crowd fell silent, and everyone held their breath and watched quietly.

Imminent!

Jiang An didn't dare to hold it up, put on the seven-layer loess armor, and rushed towards Wei Changfeng with an iron rod.

Wei Changfeng raised the stone sword to meet him, the aura was infused, the sword body bloomed with a misty light, the sword and the stick were connected, and in just a moment, the iron rod was cut into two like mud casting. Jiang An was taken aback, he couldn't dodge, and he also carried the sword hard, the seven-layer armor shattered, leaving a shallow sword mark on his chest.

"Spirit weapon!" Jiang Qin exclaimed, seeing the clue.

Jiang An clutched his chest and took a few steps back.

"What kind of ability do you have with spiritual weapons! If you have the ability, we don't use weapons, we only fight with fists and feet with spiritual power!" Jiang An blushed and said unconvincedly.

"It's up to you!" Changfeng withdrew the stone sword, made the gesture of the Tiger Jiao Fist, and waited for the battle.

Jiang An stood with one hand, and his dark arm was tightly wrapped in earth aura, which was a solid earthy yellow.

In an instant, fists and palms touched!

Wei Changfeng left half of his strength, and the tiger's head roared, and the earth aura of Jiang An's arm was dispersed before it also collapsed.

"Come again!"

"Push the second weight of the mountain palm!" Jiang An roared, the green tendons on his arms burst out, the muscles rose, and the rich earth aura gathered into his palm, and the mountain-like coercion came towards Wei Changfeng.

Changfeng went all out, and the Tiger Jiao fist came out, and the dragon roared and rushed towards the earthy yellow giant palm.

With a loud "boom", the whole ground was turned heavily, and the surrounding crowd couldn't stand, staggering and stumbling. There was a large pit several meters deep in the field, and the dust fell on the two of them. The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the cracks covered the entire bottom of the pit.

The fists of the two were still glued together and never separated.

Still wrestling!

A contest of pure power!

Jiang An's arm exerted force again, his muscles burst out with a burst of strength, and his feet sank in a few more points, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth.

Changfeng's fist pressed tightly against his palm, and his feet were rooted in the roots, not moving at all, and he firmly took the second heavy push mountain palm.

Jiang An turned his palm into a grasp, wrapped Changfeng's fist, and his arm shook, throwing Changfeng into the air. He dodged and followed, and slapped it again.

Changfeng had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and there was no way to avoid it, so he took this palm.

"Strange, why doesn't it hurt?" The palm was indeed imprinted on his chest, but he did not feel a trace of pain or discomfort, as if he was being blown by a breeze.

He knew that his physical body had been tempered by the blood of beasts, and he was already several points stronger than the monks of the same realm, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. In fact, Jiang An's palm was struck out in mid-air, and he himself had nowhere to exert his strength, so the power was naturally much weaker.

The two fought fiercely in mid-air, and Wei Changfeng's unexpectedly thick skin and flesh actually gained the upper hand.

Although Jiang An is burly, he is far less resistant to beating than Changfeng, the two of them have no discipline skills, you punch me and I punch in turn-based combat, Jiang An has not taken a few punches, his body is bruised and bruised, his legs are unstable, and he staggered to his knees.

He didn't understand how the harmless and handsome young man in front of him couldn't be beaten like a sandbag.

Jiang An suddenly hugged Wei Changfeng's legs and threw him to the ground, and the earth aura condensed again, this time he actually wrapped Wei Changfeng.

"Petrification Gong!" he roared, and the earth aura condensed into a thick loess, covering Wei Changfeng's body layer by layer, wrapping his whole body tightly. Jiang An let Wei Changfeng's fists rain down on him, still clutching his legs. It wasn't until blood overflowed from his mouth and nose that Wei Changfeng was tightly bound into a clay figure by the loess, standing still in a daze.

Jiang An breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally settled down, this move drained his aura, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

Before the word "win" was spoken, the change was steep.

A cluster of white fire burned faintly on Wei Changfeng's body!

The thick loess slowly melted like wax under the flames, evaporating invisibly. The firelight flickered and shook people's hearts. In just a moment, the loess was burned out, revealing a long and beautiful face.

Until the last speck of dust burned out, the white fire extinguished itself with a pop of no wind.

This white flame was naturally Wei Changfeng's Spirit Swallowing Fire, and the flames that popped up when he was petrified easily cracked Jiang An's petrification skills.

Wei Changfeng rushed out in a lightning-like step, and a hand knife lightly slashed at Jiang An's neck who collapsed to the ground, knocking him unconscious.

"I've won!" he shouted.

The villagers of Antler Village applauded in unison and were overjoyed.

"Brother Jiang, admit it. Wei Qi stroked his beard, and said with a red light on his face.

Jiang Qinqi's face was pale, and he picked up Jiang An, who had passed out, and got on the horse, and wanted to leave without saying a word.

"Brother Jiang, can you see the head of the horse in my Antler Village in the future?" Wei Qi asked with a smile.

Jiang Qin turned his back and was silent for a while.

"A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase. He snorted, put down this sentence, and went back with the villagers of Chitu Village non-stop.

The villagers of Antlers cheered, and they all rushed towards the guard chief, surrounding him in the center and throwing him high like a hero.

"Brother Changfeng, I knew you could win, in my heart you have always been the best!" Li Ru stepped forward and hugged Wei Changfeng tightly, tears of excitement.

Wei Changfeng pushed him away and scolded with a smile, "Little Glass".

Wei Qi looked at Wei Changfeng, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled.

This kid is amazing!