"What a strong fist!"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, and the people present were either quasi-five-cloth-level strength or five-clothing-level strength, but they couldn't even block a punch, and half of them were killed or injured.

"Ahh

"The fist is as strong as a mountain, this person is Lu Tianhan, who is the seventieth on the Qinglong Yellow List. ”

"Run!"

In the ten-year trip to the Yuanchen Ancient Realm, more than sixty percent of the sect disciples were killed by the masters of the Qinglong Yellow List, and only a small number of people died in the hunting of the ancient beasts.

I don't know who took the lead first, and the surviving people scattered and fled like birds and beasts, and soon, only Feng Qingyang and seven or eight corpses were left in the hall.

Let's go, let's ,......

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and the majestic figure slowly appeared in Feng Qingyang's sight, the other party was more than two meters tall, burly as a mountain, it was Lu Tianhan, the eldest disciple of the Seven-Rank Sect of the Kaishan Country, and he was also the seventieth master of the Qinglong Yellow List in the last session.

Lu Tianhan glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, and said with a little surprise: "Why don't you run?"

In his eyes, Feng Qingyang is just a late-stage martial artist of the Transformation Qi Realm, and he can't even reach the peak of the late stage of the Transformation Qi Realm, although those who can enter the Yuanchen Ancient Realm are the best in their respective sects, but it is still not enough to see, with his cultivation in the early stage of the Gathering Sea Realm, who cares about a late-stage martial artist of the Transformation Qi Realm.

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, "I'm also interested in the treasures inside, why do you want to run?"

"Oh, it seems that you are very confident! Unfortunately, people with insufficient strength and self-confidence usually die very early, and there is no day to get ahead. Lu Tianhan put his hands behind his back, he didn't pay attention to Feng Qingyang at all, and he was not afraid of the other party's sudden sneak attack.

"Why don't you try it?"

Feng Qingyang knows that it is useless to say more, everything must be spoken with strength, otherwise the other party will only treat you as a soft persimmon and knead it arbitrarily.

Lu Tianhan's eyes flashed with a different color, the other party knew that he was a master of the Qinglong Yellow List, but he was still full of confidence, he didn't understand, where did the other party's confidence come from, did he really think that he could compete with himself, or he was hot-headed.

The latter possibility is very small, how could the other party's sect let a hot-headed person in, wouldn't that send him to death?

Thinking of this, Lu Tianhan laughed.

"Okay, if you have the guts, if you can take my punch, I Lu Tianhan will not embarrass you again. ”

"A punch? I took it. ”

Feng Qingyang didn't intend to fight the other party hard, because he was not sure to kill the other party, and of course, it was unlikely that the other party wanted to kill him.

Boom!

The flowing wind sword came out of the sheath, the momentum of the wind cleared and changed, and the amazing sharp qi was converging, condensing, sublimating, and transforming, and the whole person was like a divine sword about to be unsheathed, piercing through nothingness.

"What a sharp sword momentum, isn't it, it seems to have a taste of sword intent, could it be that this person has already comprehended the sword intent?"

Lu Tianhan didn't believe that Feng Qingyang comprehended the sword intent, thinking that it was the abnormal change brought about by the cultivation of special swordsmanship, and suddenly let out a loud shout in his mouth, and punched out.

"Shattered!"

Before the strength of the mountain's fist was solidified, the cracks and collapses of the ground that had been oppressed, and the nearby walls rattled and cracked.

This punch was enough to kill an ordinary early stage martial artist of the Gathering Sea Realm alive and break a hill hundreds of meters high, and the power was immeasurable.

The wind blows his hair and clothes backwards, and the sound of hunting seems to be blown away by the fist wind at any moment, and it will be broken by the strength of the fist.

His eyes were sharp, and the Flowing Wind Sword was sharpened.

Poof!

A thin sword mark appeared in the air, extending straight to the fist, and at that moment, the crystal lamps in the hall seemed to have lost their color, and only this sword remained.

Cracking sound!

The sound of the explosion sounded hundreds of times, and the extremely fast frequency almost pierced the eardrums of people, and then, the thunder broke out, and the two of them flew back.

"Sword intent, it's really sword intent!"

Stabilizing his body, Lu Tianhan's face was full of incredulity.

The person was still on the way to retreat, Feng Qingyang had already skillfully put the sword into the sheath, fell to the ground lightly, raised his head and said, "Agreed." ”

Lu Tianhan said: "I mean what I say, I won't embarrass you anymore, but don't think that you can be vertical and horizontal with sword intent, in the last Qinglong Yellow List Competition, there were a few sect disciples who comprehended sword intent, but they were all invincible in the end." ”

"Of course I know that. ”

Feng Qingyang is not stupid enough to think that sword intent is everything, he can easily kill Lu Tianhan, you must know that the three thousand avenues, the sword path is only one of them, and the sword intent is only a sublimation of the sword path, it does not mean that he has the qualifications to be proud of the world, after all, those who are proud of the world, which cultivation is not the shock of the ancient and the present, no one can cross the great realm and complete the transcendence.

Let's click, let's click, let's click...... The two had no intention of continuing to fight, and were about to open two of the three gates, when the sound of footsteps sounded from another passage.

The footsteps are very regular, every time they sound to the end, and then they sound, the time is the same, every second is the same, as if it is deliberate, and as if it is born like this, I have to use one word to describe it, that is copying, yes, only copying can perfectly explain the law of each other's steps.

Although he hadn't seen anyone yet, Feng Qingyang and Lu Tianhan's expressions had changed.

"This person is very powerful, and I think I feel a little familiar with this footsteps. Lu Tianhan's brows furrowed into 'Chuan', trying to recall.

The next moment!

Lu Tianhan shouted in a low voice, "It's the 'Heavenly Dead Prince' Yi Wuxi!"

'Heavenly Dead Son' is easy to have no tears!

Feng Qingyang's mind quickly appeared with the other party's information, the White Snake Country's Seven-Rank Sect - the Great Disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, ranked forty-fifth in the last Qinglong Yellow List, and among the thirteen Qinglong Yellow List masters in the Nine Kingdoms, two of them had never broken through to the Gathering Sea Realm.

"Isn't this person who hasn't broken through to the Gathering Sea Realm yet?" Feng Qingyang had already had this question, Luo Hanshan said, the top fifty on the Qinglong Yellow List are basically all martial artists in the Gathering Sea Realm, how did this Yi Wuxian break into the top fifty, you must know that it was a year and a half ago.

Lu Tianhan was puzzled: "Haven't you heard of the name of 'Heavenly Death Prince' Yi Wuxi? He is an existence that even the early stage martial artists of the Gathering Sea Realm are afraid of, and the 'Bloodless Xuandao' Mei Tiansha and the 'Rakshasa Hand' Luo Yuanhua will not have a head-on conflict with him at will." ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head, he had only reached this realm not long ago, and he was not very well-informed about the outside news, perhaps the Great Song Kingdom knew more.

"The Heavenly Death Sect, like the Blood Split Sect, is a Demon Dao Sect, and the disciples in the sect are cultivating Demon Dao martial arts, and this martial arts cultivated by Yi Wuxian is even more unique, called ' Yuan Demon Forging Body Dafa', specializing in cultivating the body, forging the body is the same as gold and iron, invulnerable, invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, in addition, people who practice this martial art will be very slow in the progress of cultivation, but every step up, the strength will rise rapidly, terrifying, with the Yuan Demon Forging Body Dafa, he is just in the Qinglong Yellow List Competition, defeated several early stage martial artists in the Juhai Realm, won the forty-fifth place, and now although we have all stepped into the Juhai Realm, no one dares to underestimate him. ”

Feng Qingyang asked, "I don't know what grade the Yuan Demon Forging Body Dafa is?"

Lu Tianhan said: "It is said to be a yellow-level middle grade." ”

"Yellow-level middle-grade martial arts, no wonder, it's a grade higher than my Negative Pole Tailai Body, and it seems that the martial arts that the sect master should cultivate without a trace are only yellow-level middle-grade. Feng Qingyang said secretly in his heart.

The footsteps stopped, and a young figure appeared in the sight of the two, the other party was neither tall nor short, with a slender body, and even a little thin from the perspective of body shape alone, but in the eyes of Feng Qingyang and Lu Tianhan, the taste was different, this person just stood there, giving people a strong feeling of invincibility, as if he was a weapon in itself.

"Lu Tianhan, you have to stop me. ”

The young man looked at Lu Tianhan coldly.

Lu Tianhan laughed, "How dare I stop the 'Heavenly Dead Prince', there are just three doors here, let's take one each." ”

"Why, he's qualified too. ”

Yi Wutear's gaze fell on Feng Qingyang.

Lu Tianhan shook his head. "Don't underestimate him, he has already comprehended the sword intent, and he and I just fought each other, regardless of victory or defeat. ”

"Oh, that's qualifying. Yi Wuxian was a little surprised, the people who can comprehend the sword intent are all ruthless people, he has already seen it in the Qinglong Yellow List Competition, and he will not underestimate the other party.

"Our well water doesn't interfere with the river water, otherwise I, Lu Tianhan, wouldn't be afraid of anyone. ”

As he spoke, Lu Tianhan walked towards the middle door.

The Celestial Dead Boy walked to the door on the right.

Feng Qingyang doesn't care which door to choose, anyway, before it is opened, who knows what is inside.

"Huh!"

Over there, Lu Tianhan sighed lightly, and in front of the door, an invisible barrier blocked him, making it impossible for him to open the door.

"Crush me!"

A punch blasted out, and the domineering fist condensed and formed, and hit the invisible barrier.

Airplanes!

The barrier was not broken, it was rippling.

Lu Tianhan didn't believe in evil, his whole body was full of true qi, and he sent out three punches in a row.

Bang bang bang!

The invisible barrier violently shook violently, quickly twisted, and showed signs of shattering, and then, Lu Tianhan threw a fourth punch, breaking the barrier in one fell swoop.

On the other side, the Heavenly Death Boy Yi sneered without tears, his palm, which was as smooth as jade, stretched out, clenched his fist, and the true qi did not emit a trace of it, and it directly hit the invisible barrier.

Bang!

The invisible barrier was concave, and before it bounced up, it was hit by Yi Wutear's second and third punches.

The fourth punch did not explode, and Yi Wutear clasped the recess with both hands and tore it to both sides.

Crash!

The invisible barrier was torn apart by him, and the huge brute force was even shocking to see the wind Qingyang, and secretly said that he was not as good as him.

When the two of them entered the door, Feng Qingyang pulled out the Flowing Wind Sword and hit the same point with three swords in a row.

Poof!

The invisible barrier is broken through, and the invisible disappears.

With an iron spear on his back and a sword in his right hand, Feng Qingyang opened the door and walked in.

There was nothing in the room, except for a black coffin, placed in the center.

"There's a coffin here?"

Feng Qingyang had a bad thought, because the coffin gave him a strange feeling, as if there was something terrible in it.

Yes!

At this moment, an angry roar came from Lu Tianhan's room.

This was followed by the earth-shattering sound of fighting, which shook the room and the hall.

Crunch!

The thick lid of the coffin suddenly moved a little to the side, revealing a crack, and among them, two beams of green light shot out, like ghosts.