Han Long suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Qingfeng and sneered, "I don't know if I live or die!"

"Roar~" A male lion roared, Han Long punched out, and the whole person turned into a dark golden lion and rushed towards the breeze.

Qingfeng said softly to himself: "Tai Chi is not heavy. With a slow wave of his hands, the vitality of his body rotated with his hands to form a large circle of airflow, and the dark golden lion suddenly rushed towards the airflow area, and his eyes rushed towards the breeze with murderous intent.

Qingfeng was unmoved, his left hand waved in front of the lion's head, like a bird's tail, and the huge airflow of one side of the space acted on the dark golden lion, and with a slight turn, the dark golden lion suddenly rushed out to the side, flying out of the long distance and stopping hundreds of meters away, and the male lion dispersed and turned into Han Long's appearance.

Han Long turned his head to look at Qingfeng with a look of disbelief, it was like this again, why was it like this again?

Qingfeng stood in place, a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and sure enough, Tai Chi was the nemesis of Judgment Boxing.

Han Long shouted angrily, "What kind of Yuan Technique are you?"

Qingyun said lightly: "Tai Chi!"

Han Long thought for a while, he had never heard of the name of Tai Chi, could it be the practice of the Holy Mountain? Subconsciously turned his head to look at Mingyue standing below, Mingyue glared at him fiercely, and Han Long hurriedly turned his head.

"Give me death~" Han Long rushed towards Qingfeng violently, flying around Qingfeng like a whirlwind, and huge fists rushed out of the whirlwind and turned into lion heads and crashed towards Qingfeng.

Qingfeng stood in place, and said with a light smile: "Tai Chi is like a seal~" One foot stepped forward, and his hands crossed in front of him, like a gate, and the invisible energy around his body rotated rapidly, blocking the surroundings.

All the lion's heads rushed into the range of qi, all of them froze for a moment, and then they were carried by the trend to rotate quickly around the breeze, which also formed a strange scene, the breeze slowly punched, and a large circle of dark golden lion heads flew around the body.

Han Long closed his fist and stopped in the air, looking at the lion head that was out of his control, his heart was even more flustered, just like that, a slow movement can restrain my ruling fist?

Qingfeng made a move, pointed at Han Long, and shouted: "Go~" One by one, the lion's heads roared out and crashed towards Han Long, faster and more violent.

Han Long's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly swept to the side, but he was still a step too late, boom boom~ One by one, the hideous lion's heads hit Han Long's body, and a violent explosion occurred in an instant, and the heaven and earth vitality swept out, stirring the air in the ring, causing the vision to distort, and the audience subconsciously squinted their eyes.

Poof~ After receiving dozens of blows from himself, Han Long directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew back upside down, smashed on the defensive cover with a bang, splashing ripples, and then fell with a bang, half-kneeling in the ring, his chest was full of flesh, and his mouth was dripping with blood.

Mingyue excitedly shouted below: "Qingfeng, well done." ”

The rest of the people also began to talk about it.

"Is Shi Feng so powerful?"

"Han Long is injured? Fist of Judgment, Han Long is actually injured!"

"What kind of meta-technique is this Tai Chi, and why have you never heard of it?"

......

On the top floor of the tower, Zhong Duanqian said with a solemn face: "Taijiquan, what kind of boxing method is this?

couldn't help but look at Ming Weishang and said, "Hall Master, what is the origin of this Taijiquan?"

Ming Weishang said lightly: "I don't know. ”

Zhong Duan was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, I don't know, I don't know, I still don't know, I don't know what use I want you to be the hall master?

In the ring, Qingfeng smiled and said, "You lost!"

Han Long raised his head suddenly, and shouted with a hideous face, "I don't believe it!"

The fist slammed into the ring, bang~ The whole person spun and flew up, kicked towards the breeze, and roared~ A black hideous lion's head appeared on his foot.

In the blink of an eye, the flying kick came to his eyes, the breeze retreated again and again, his hands brushed left and right, and a whirlpool-like energy surrounded Han Long's flying kick's calf, constantly rotating and taking away the energy above.

Han Long's eyes were red and he stared at Qingfeng, and he wanted to kick him to death, but his foot was like falling into a quagmire, not only did his speed drop significantly, but even his strength and vitality were constantly dissipating.

The more Qingfeng uses Tai Chi, the more he feels that his mind is empty, as if the surrounding heaven and earth are responding to him, the clouds and water, the slightest transmission of strength of heaven and earth Qingling are reflected in his heart, and with a sudden wave of his hands, a huge Taiji diagram emerges.

"Ah~" Han Long exclaimed, the whole person completely lost control, and was carried by the Taiji diagram like a doll in the breeze and between the Taiji in his hands.

"Open it for me~" Han Long roared angrily, and the vitality of his whole body burst from the sea of qi, like a fierce beast trapped in a swamp, trying to break free from the restraints around him.

"Move the block~" A voice sounded in Han Long's ears.

A jade-like white palm hit Han Long's Qi Mansion with a bang, and the Yuan Qi that was lifted exploded instantly like a bomb, poof~ Han Long spurted out a mouthful of blood, and smashed it out three hundred meters away with a bang.

cough cough cough ~ spurting blood outward one by one, and streams of black vitality overflowed from the body.

Han Long raised his head in disbelief, looked at Qingfeng with a look of despair and said, "You are wasted, my sea of qi is wasted." ”

Qingfeng said apologetically, "I'm sorry! ”

Some of the onlookers below also started talking.

An old man in a white robe frowned and said, "Abolishing cultivation, it's a bit too much, right?"

A young knight next to him turned his head and smiled and said, "The old gentleman is not from the headquarters, right?"

The old man smiled and said, "I am a missionary from Huiyue City. ”

The knight nodded and said, "Then it's no wonder. ”

The old man frowned and said suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

The young knight whispered, "Because you don't know Han Long, if you know him, you'll want to kill him." ”

The old man was stunned, is it so exaggerated? Although he was a little domineering in the battle, he also had a straightforward personality!

The old man quietly looked at the people around him, and found that none of the few people he knew from the Templar Headquarters spoke for Han Long, but all of them had a smile in their eyes.

On the second floor, Liu Kongxian's hand holding the railing tightened, and the railing shattered with a click, and his face was gloomy.

Zhong Duanqi, who was on the top floor, had a gloomy face as dark as ink, and said: "It's easy to be a non-human cultivator, and it's a vicious boy." ”

Ming Weishang breathed a long sigh in his heart, glanced at Zhong Duanqian and said, "As far as this seat knows, there are more than thirty people who have abolished Han Long's cultivation within this year. ”

Zhong Duanqian argued: "They are all heretics. ”

Ming Weishang said slowly: "Ten people were found to be innocent, and after they were released, they were abolished. ”