In the sky above Dengxiandae, the wind is surging. Nangong Yubing stared at the old devil who had rejuvenated, his expressionless eyes were sharp, a few steps behind Nangong Yubing, Tang Jiusheng's expression was solemn, his hands were tightly holding the Minglong Knife, and he didn't dare to relax at all. The fat man was holding a sledgehammer in his hand, with his back to Tang Jiusheng, monitoring the path up the mountain.

Nangong Qifeng, who looked like a child, looked at Nangong Yubing and sneered with disdain: "Phew, after practicing the secret method of Yuanzong for so long, it is only the realm of martial arts, Nangong Yubing, you are really disappointing the old man! In fact, as early as a month ago, the old man already knew that you were practicing the secret method of the Yuan Sect, but do you know why the old man is silent?"

Standing in the wind, Nangong Yubing, with fluttering sleeves, said loudly: "How can I know what your old ghost is up to!" Nangong Yubing immediately turned his head sideways and whispered to Tang Jiusheng and the fat man behind him: "Brother Tang, wait for Ling Chuyu to hand it over to you, and I will deal with that old ghost!"

The fat man carried a sledgehammer and walked towards the intersection of the mountain with angry eyes, ready to block the intersection by himself. Nangong Haixuan, who had slipped away quietly before and had almost retreated to the intersection of the mountain, saw the fat man striding over with a hammer, thinking that the fat man had repented and wanted to kill him, and shouted loudly with a nervous face: "Fat man!

The fat man looked impatient, "If you want to get out, get out quickly, don't be an eyesore here, since the fat man has accepted the money and has promised not to kill you, then naturally I won't kill you! But I can warn you kid, don't play tricks with the fat man, otherwise you will die a miserable death!" Nangong Haixuan was amnesty, turned around and ran down the mountain.

Tang Jiusheng turned sideways, held a knife in both hands, and smiled at Ling Chuyu, who was waiting for his subordinates to go up the mountain a few zhang away: "Ling Da Protector, don't be stupid there, your second master has made up his mind to walk that old dog alone, and this son has nothing to do when he is idle, so just walk another guard dog!"

Ling Chuyu was scolded as a dog, and his anger instantly surged, and he sneered: "Boy, even with your second-grade strength, you dare to say such big things?

Tang Jiusheng smiled, "Originally, this son has no confidence, but as soon as he saw that the opponent was your Ling Da Protector, he immediately had the courage, he couldn't beat someone, there was no problem with walking a dog, right?"

Ling Chuyu, who was contemptuous of Tang Jiusheng, laughed angrily, "Okay, since you are bent on death, then this Dharma Protector will fulfill you! I heard that you are a rising star in the rivers and lakes, and your martial arts are very good, even Zhu Tianba is folded in your hands? That Dharma Protector will use this pair of meat hands to fight your Minglong Sword today, don't let this Dharma Protector down!"

The burly Ling Chuyu jumped up, the black robe danced in the wind, the majestic style was like a heavenly demon descending into the world, Ling Chuyu shouted, and made the first move, the qi machine in the palm of his right hand condensed into a black ball of light, and pushed forward hard, a black tornado rose from the ground, roaring and crashing into Tang Jiusheng, Ling Chuyu in mid-air laughed heroically: "I have a style, called Fuyao! Peng migrates to the South Hell, the water hits three thousand miles, and the one who sways up is ninety thousand miles!"

Tang Jiusheng smiled, but did not answer, the qi in his body flowed wildly, the Ming Dragon Knife in his hand penetrated the qi machine, and his whole body shone with golden light, slashing at the tornado that was pulled up from the flat ground

And go, in the vertical and horizontal light of the knife, the two qi collided, the sound was like a crack, and the tornado was instantly slashed by the Minglong Knife in Tang Jiusheng's hand to pieces, and then from fragmentation to vanishing.

The tornado that could obviously be torn apart by a master below the second rank was smashed by Tang Jiusheng lightly, and Ling Chuyu, who was in mid-air, was surprised and delighted, and laughed loudly: "Boy, you really haven't disappointed this protector! It turns out that you are deliberately suppressing the martial realm, where is the second grade, it is clear that you have entered the first-grade martial arts realm!"

Nangong Qifeng, who was tilting his head to watch the battle from the side, was extremely ruined, and shouted angrily: "Ling Chuyu, you idiot, where is this kid in the martial arts realm, there is still a little Wuxuan hidden in his body! A fight is a fight, don't talk nonsense, the night is long and dreamy, and those who underestimate the enemy will be defeated, hurry up and solve him!"

Ling Chuyu, who believed that he was at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm, was about to play the trick of a mouse, and when he heard this, he was shocked, and immediately put away his contempt, and said inwardly: "Little Wu Xuan? He is already a master of the Martial Xuan Realm, how is this possible!"

Tang Jiusheng smiled slightly, "My Wu Xuan can't be used now, even if it's Wu Xuan, there are ranks, you don't have to be afraid of being like this, right?

Ling Chuyu shook his head, did not speak, his face turned solemn, his hands condensed qi and pushed forward, and another black tornado several times larger than before rose from the ground and crashed towards Tang Jiusheng. Ling Chuyu pushed again, and another tornado crashed into Tang Jiusheng, and Ling Chuyu pushed again, and another tornado crashed into Tang Jiusheng. Ling Chuyu did his best, and launched thirteen tornadoes back and forth, and the wind howled on the immortal platform, and the tornadoes covered the sky and the sun, wrapping Tang Jiusheng in it.

Nangong Yubing and the fat man who looked back at the battle looked even more colorful, the fat man was not strong enough, Nangong Yubing wanted to take action to save Tang Jiusheng, the old devil Nangong Qifeng laughed and said: "Boy, your opponent is me!" As he spoke, he bumped into him! Nangong Yubing was slightly distracted, so he couldn't dodge, and Nangong Qifeng withdrew more than 20 zhang away with his head on his lower abdomen, and almost hit the big stone in the center of Dengxiantai engraved with the three characters Dengxiantai!

Nangong Yubing's feet dragged out two shoe prints on the stone platform, the soles of the shoes had been ground to pieces, on the way backwards, Nangong Yubing tried his best to slash at Nangong Qifeng's neck with a hand knife, and dozens of hand knives were so sharp that Nangong Qifeng was unharmed. Nangong Qifeng knocked Nangong Yubing back more than twenty zhang away, and then retreated back to its original position like lightning, twisted his neck, and sneered: "The old man is already an unbreakable body of King Kong, you can cut it as you like!"

Nangong Yu had a pain in his abdomen, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, standing on the ground and not daring to move, gasping for breath. Nangong Qifeng smiled contemptuously: "Let you not practice martial arts well, let you only know how to read, reading is stupid, right? What kind of secret method of Yuan Sect is practiced, what will happen in the end? The old man is standing here and letting you cut it, you are helpless!"

Nangong Yubing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and suddenly smiled, "Old ghost, thank you for this collision just now, I have just entered the Martial Saint! It seems that you are only the peak of the Martial Saint now, I advise you not to be too proud, so as not to be happy and sad!" Nangong Yubing thanked this Yuanzong secret method in the bottom of his heart for becoming more and more courageous, and rising to the realm without dying.

Nangong Qifeng said with a smile: "Then you can come! Try to see if your beginner martial saint can defeat the old man! In fact, this month old man day."

The heavens are looking forward to your ascension soon, and the higher you ascend, the more beneficial it will be for me! After eating your hearts and livers, I can withstand the Heavenly Tribulation as soon as possible, break through the Martial God, and enter the Great Immortal Realm!"

Nangong Yubing shouted sharply: "If you want the realm of immortality, then I will destroy your immortality!" Nangong Yubing stretched out his hands forward, the two palms were facing each other, and the qi between his palms condensed into a cyan ball of light the size of a human head, Nangong Yubing shouted: "Go!" The ball of light came out of his hand, like a cyan lightning, and suddenly crashed into Nangong Qifeng!

Nangong Qifeng stretched out his hands, grabbed it forward quickly, grabbed the cyan ball of light in his hand, and pinched it hard, the cyan ball of light became smaller and smaller, from the size of a human head to the size of a pigeon's egg.

Nangong Qifeng grabbed the small cyan ball of light with his right hand, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it. Then seeing that Nangong Qifeng's height had risen slightly, and his face had matured a little, Nangong Qifeng burped and laughed: "Well, the Martial Saint Realm is much better than the Martial Xuan Realm, and it is more useful to me!" Nangong Yubing was shocked.

Nangong Qifeng, who was like a child, showed a treacherous smile, "Now you know why I let you practice the secret method of the Yuan Sect, right? Originally, I wanted to reach the realm of great immortality, as long as I ate enough first-grade master's heart and liver." However, the original Nangong family of Taiping Mountain only had two first-class masters, and they were far from meeting my requirements, so what should I do? I took Taiping Mountain as the top furnace, and I couldn't leave Taiping Mountain, and the old man was at a loss! I could only take the next step of absorbing yin and supplementing yang. ”

"Later, when I saw you secretly practicing the secret method of the Yuan Sect, the old man was really ecstatic, and I wished that you would ascend to the realm quickly. Now I want to congratulate you on your promotion to the rank of Martial Saint, but if I only eat one Martial Saint, it is still not enough to reach the Great Immortal Realm, and I still need more hearts and livers of first-grade masters, and now the kid surnamed Tang has also sent it to the door, he has Wu Xuan in his body, plus Ling Chuyu, it's a pity that Hong Jincheng was killed by you, otherwise he can have one more heart and liver! What if it is not enough? If the heart and liver of the second-grade realm are made up to dozens or hundreds, it will be almost the same!"

Ling Chuyu, who was fighting Tang Jiusheng, overheard these words, and his heart was broken, and he was still desperate for this old devil, he actually wanted to eat his own heart and liver! Ling Chuyu turned around and scolded angrily: "Nangong old thief, you are not human! You are simply a devil! No wonder you will give me pills and let me quickly reach the martial spirit realm! It turns out to be the conspiracy of you, the old devil!"

Nangong Qifeng laughed wildly, "Ling Chuyu, you rice bucket! Without an old man, with your qualifications, you will not be able to reach the martial spirit realm in this life! The old man has achieved your dream of being a master, you actually don't thank the old man, you are really a backbone!"

Ling Chuyu said angrily: "Master Dream, Gao your mother!" Ling Chuyu condensed thirteen dragon scrolls just now, but five of them had already been slashed by Tang Jiusheng's struggle, Ling Chuyu forcibly reversed the direction of the remaining eight dragon scrolls, and the eight dragon scrolls came together, crashing into Nangong Qifeng, although the momentum was not as great as when the thirteen dragon scrolls were there, but it was also amazingly powerful.

Nangong Qifeng sneered, his left hand and right hand reached out together, controlling two of the tornadoes in his hand, and with a slight pinch, the tornado with the cut off qi machine died down. Nangong Qifeng grabbed the two qi machines in his hand, threw them into his mouth, swallowed them, and soaked them in the same way, eating the remaining six dragon scrolls. After eating, Nangong Qifeng said with a cruel smile: "It's still the taste of the Martial Saint Realm's qi machine is better!"

Ling Chuyu's hands and feet were cold!

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