Qualle looked at the growing crowd outside the camp, a look of worry flashing in his eyes.

This competition can be regarded as a big trouble, even if you want to stop it, thinking of this, my heart is ruthless, and I shouted:

"Little Taoist, don't grind, let's start!"

Feng Qingyun touched his chin, turned his head with a smile, and said to Tuerdan:

"Let's light some incense, young master. ”

Turdan had a very ugly face, glanced at him resentfully, and said a little angrily:

"My little master, alas, you really have a big heart, and I don't care about you if you lose it all when you turn around. ”

With that, he took out the fire fold and lit the incense, turned around and trotted, and withdrew from the center of the field. 、

On the other side, Qualer saw that the incense was lit here, smiled coldly, and suddenly shouted:

"Ghost monkey, what are you waiting for!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost monkey turned around and ran, raising a puff of flying dust on the ground, and his body was like a flying shuttle, quickly widening the distance between him and Feng Qingyun.

On the other hand, Feng Qingyun over there was not in a hurry, his feet were lightly tapped, and the "strong grass in the wind" style of the wind god leg method under his feet was unfolded, and the figure moved with the wind, and his body seemed to turn into a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, swaying from side to side, and gliding forward erratically.

This camp is already ten zhang in size, if converted to the standard of the previous life, it is only thirty or forty meters long, the ghost monkey saw that the speed of this little Taoist priest's pursuit was not fast, so he simply saved some effort, and gradually slowed down his body, but vigilantly maintained a safe distance of about three zhang.

It's just that this time you chased me down, Feng Qingyun was always like a migratory bird gliding in the sky, high up, chasing ghost monkeys behind.

Although the distance of persecution is not tight, the ghost monkey always feels that there is a terrifying spiritual power, or a mysterious breath, locking himself from afar, and there is quite an invisible pressure.

To say that this ghost monkey's light skills are also unique, Feng Qingyun deliberately chased him to a place where carriages and goods were congested several times, wanting to use the complex terrain to slow down his speed, and even limit his space to dodge and move.

But this ghost monkey does not take the ordinary route at all, the slender body jumps up and down like a gecko, and sometimes even uses the true qi on his hands and feet to absorb his body on the wall of the carriage and walk, often in the complex terrain, find a seemingly impossible route, and escape flexibly.

It's more nimble than a four-legged snake!

At this time, in the viewing area outside the camp, these lively businessmen had already shouted one by one, and the noise was in full swing.

"Shopkeeper Wang, I'll just say that this little Taoist priest can't do it, you have been chasing for a long time, and the first sect was thrown away by the ghost monkey three zhang away. ”

"What do you know, this incense has only burned a small half, this is called reserving physical strength, and the victory or defeat is not yet known. ”

"Hahaha, this can't catch up, isn't it a good thing, let's all bet on the young sect master of Qualle to win, this white silver, it seems that it is about to arrive." ”

"It's a pity, I bought 500 taels, I knew I would have bought more, but my mother-in-law was too tight. ”

"Boss Chen, look at your timid appearance, I bought 3,000 taels, hahahaha, this time I have to make a small fortune"

Feng Qingyun here was not in a hurry, turned his head and glanced at the corner of his eye, not to mention, the incense with the thickness of the fingers of the pillar was really durable, and after such a while, it only burned a small part, but fortunately, he shook his head and glanced at the periphery of the camp, as if he was looking for something, but there was no anxious look on his face.

The ghost monkey looked at Feng Qingyun as if he was thinking about something, and the speed of the pursuit under his feet was a little slower, and he suddenly had some doubts in his heart.

Why isn't this little Taoist in a hurry to chase me?

Could it be that this little Taoist priest knows that he is invincible and is ready to release this first game?

In the end, it was the young man who had no stamina and retreated.

But how does this ghost monkey know that at this moment, Feng Qingyun's heart is not in a hurry at all, and he is thinking about how to pass this boring time.

That's it, it's rare to meet this little monkey boy with good light skills today, just like the second senior brother said before, although my martial arts grade is high, but all kinds of ingenious changes in actual combat are still far from enough, and today I have this opportunity, just to hone my actual combat application.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyun closed his eyes slightly, and then suddenly opened, his eyes seemed to flicker in his eyes, the breeze between heaven and earth was blowing, his legs fell like a torrential rain, and he stepped on the roof of the carriage under him, and the roof of the solid wood collapsed instantly, Feng Qingyun's figure trembled slightly in the air, and roared forward like a storm.

Zou Ran increased his speed, and the ghost monkey intuitively felt that the wind was whistling behind his ears, and when he reacted, Feng Qingyun behind him had instantly narrowed the distance by a zhang.

What's even more terrifying is that the ghost monkey saw Feng Qingyun's figure, and when he flashed in mid-air, he could still tremble and sway left and right, as if he had turned into two afterimages, and at the same time sealed his two escape routes on the left and right.

This clever posture can startle the ghost monkey into a cold sweat, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly lay down with his hands and feet, like a gecko gliding close to the ground, and quickly got under the carriage behind him.

Damn, you can drill under the car, are you surnamed Du?

As soon as the ghost monkey's strange trick to lie on the bottom of the car came out, Feng Qingyun also secretly shouted Gao Ming, pounced into the air, and then jumped up on the spot, as if there was a divine wind between heaven and earth under his feet, he jumped high over the carriage, and waited until his body fell sharply in mid-air, as if a lightning bolt crossed the wind of heaven and earth, and kicked out a powerful kick.

"Wind God Legs: Resolute and Resolute"

As soon as the ghost monkey climbed out of the car from the other side, he felt as if there was a thunderclap in the sky, and there was a burst of sound in the air behind his head.

didn't have time to take a closer look, how dare the ghost monkey hesitate, it was a tumbling on the spot, embarrassingly avoiding Feng Qingyun's kick, his body swayed from side to side, and quickly fled to the side.

The battle situation changed abruptly, and under the canopy of the camp not far away, a trace of solemnity flashed on the face of the young sect master of Qual, and he asked the old man beside him:

"Master Jia, you see that this comparison is so thrilling, will something go wrong?"

"Young Sect Master, don't worry, this little Taoist priest chased unhurriedly before, so that the ghost monkey underestimated the enemy, I think those few times just now, it should be the housekeeping skill of this small way, if you want to talk about light skills, or the ghost monkey wins three points. ”

"I think this little Taoist priest also has a bit of real kung fu, this leg method and light skills are integrated, can Jia Lao see what he is from?"

"This little Taoist priest is young, but this leg method has already refined the feeling of the windless phase, which is quite a bit of artistic conception, what a strange talent. But this leg method doesn't look like Daomen martial arts, but it has a bit of the elegant feeling of the Shu Immortal Sword School, and this master really can't see it. ”

Just between the two whispering, Feng Qingyun took turns to practice the moves in the legs of the wind god, and for a while, his body was really like a catkins swinging with the wind, and his feet were like a raging wind, chasing the ghost monkey jumping up and down, and several times there were dangers.

The ghost monkey obviously felt several times, and the little Taoist priest was obviously able to catch himself, but at the last moment, he hesitated and let himself escape to the limit several times.

Isn't this little Taoist playing tricks on me?

Even many merchants outside the camp began to get nervous, for fear of losing everything, at this time Feng Qingyun can be said to be in a good situation, but there was no trace of a smile on his face, but his brows were tightly locked, and he looked outside the camp from time to time, and there were words in his mouth:

"Tuerdan, this criminal, why is he so inked when he does something, and he sees that most of the incense with thick fingers has been burned, and he hasn't come back?"

"Little... Division··· Father... The bets are all over, a total of more than 300 bets, all signed and drawn!"

At this time, a high-pitched call came from afar, and everyone turned their heads in confusion, and at some point, Naturdan actually ran back from outside the camp with a few pieces of rice paper full of black letters.

As a human being in two lives, what does Feng Qingyun think is the worst?

Is it an adventure, or is it martial arts?

Neither.

Feng Qingyun felt that he was the worst money!

Before the contest began, he instructed Zordan to quietly run outside the camp and open an official handicap, with one to one on Qual's side and three to one on his own side.

I was even more afraid that after I won the first game, these shameless businessmen would change their risks, so they dragged it out until now, so that Tortan could sign and draw the pledge one by one and collect all the gambling funds.

Now that the money has been earned, it is time for the first competition to end.

Bang~~!

A loud noise came out, and I saw Feng Qingyun squeeze his hands with both hands, and the Dao robe on his body bulged up like a balloon, if someone could see through Feng Qingyun's flesh and blood at this moment, he could find that at this moment, Feng Qingyun's limbs and ribs were flashing with a slight cyan brilliance.

A burst of milky white cloud-like gas, as if the smoke of the herdsman's house was misty, surrounded by Feng Qingyun's body, and from a distance, it was really surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was beautiful.

Peng~! Peng~! Peng~!

When the ghost monkey intuitively felt that the figure of Feng Qingyun in front of him was lightning, every time he stopped in mid-air for a moment, he left a white mist-like afterimage, but between a few flashes in succession, dozens of white smoke-like figures actually turned into dozens of white smoke-like figures up and down in front of him.

When Qualle saw this majesty, he immediately stood up and shouted, "Ghost monkey, run!"

This Qualer is really angry, what are you still standing there and watching, Lao Tzu has gambled his net worth.

It's too late at this time, the ghost monkeys in that scene only feel that there is no way to enter the heavens and no door, and all the escape routes in the heavens and the earth have been blocked, not to mention that they can't tell where Feng Qingyun's true body is?

The next moment, I only felt a pain in my left shoulder, and subconsciously, I just wanted to break out the internal force to shake the opponent away, but I felt that the internal force of the whole body was unconsciously taken away a lot, and I was weak for a while.

When he turned his head to look, the little Taoist priest had already stopped himself with a smile, and glared at him coldly, and the meaning in his eyes seemed to be again.

Don't move, or I'll ruin you!