Canglong, an elder of the Iron Cloth Gate, is now over 100 years old. and Ji Hongsuan])

The two of them, one is the commander of the Black Armor Army of the Guiyuan Sect, and the other is an elder of the Iron Cloth Sect, and they are the same age. When this person is old, he will have a childlike heart, 'old child' and 'old child', this statement is not unreasonable. Neither of the two is convinced of the other, and in terms of strength, the two are almost the same.

Wei Canglong had been listed in the "Ground List" once in the past, but Ji Hong did not, which made Wei Canglong often feel that he could overwhelm his old opponents.

Now, Ji Hong's eyes made Wei Canglong feel annoyed in his heart: "You Guiyuan Sect The younger generation of Teng Qingshan appeared, old guy, you are proud? Hmph, it is rumored that Teng Qingshan defeated Meng Tian, who knows what the real situation is! Maybe he even used insidious means." ”

Wei Canglong looked down at Feng Wuxue, and said with concern: "No blood, there are many masters in the world, don't care if you lose once, win back next time!"

Not surprisingly, Feng Wuxue is the future master of the Iron Cloak Gate, and of course the Tie Cloak Gate will cultivate this Feng Wuxue well.

"Uncle Shi, no blood understands, that Yan Tie's sword technique is indeed powerful. I'm convinced! But ......" Feng Wuxue looked at the indifferent young man in a short shirt and bare feet in the distance, and said firmly, "Three years! Within three years, I will definitely pass him!"

Wei Canglong had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Uncle Shi, you say, Teng Qingshan or Sima Feng, who will win?" Feng Wuxue said, and at the same time glanced into the distance, a sturdy old man with gray temples was walking towards the center of the open space of dozens of zhang, the old man was wearing a cyan robe and carrying a black heavy sword.

Wei Canglong sneered: "Sima Feng, although he is only the master of a small sect, after all, he is over eighty years old, and he has been immersed in swordsmanship for sixty or seventy years, even if he has no blood, I am afraid that it will be difficult to win this Sima Feng." Teng Qingshan: Look at it!"

......

Night. Torches are lit. Flush the surrounding area.

Thousands of warriors formed a circle of dozens of zhang. One by one, they were excited. And there was only one person in the center of the dozens of feet of open space. The old man in the green robe. The old man in the green robe said loudly: "Teng Qingshan." Mo not. Are you timid?" he said. His eyes stared fiercely at Teng Qingshan, who was not far away.

"Teng Qingshan, are you afraid?"

"Teng Qingshan. Come out quickly!"

A shout rang out among the thousands of warriors. There are too many people. I don't know who shouted the ground. Those warriors are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Shouting there.

"Snort~~" Teng Qingshan didn't pay attention to the shouts around him. Concentrate on connecting the two barrels of the reincarnation gun.

"Sima Feng, you are also an old-timer, I will sort out the weapons, you can't wait?" Teng Qingshan's voice echoed in the night sky, and at the same time, he strode towards the center of the open field. Seeing Teng Qingshan come out, there was a cheer among the thousands of warriors.

Teng Qingshan vs. Sima Feng!

It's a pleasure to watch a master of this level fight.

"Haha, Teng Qingshan, we don't have to gossip too much!

Boom!

The heavy sword was unsheathed, and a metallic concussion sound echoed, and with the black heavy sword in one hand, Sima Feng's face became serious. The momentum of the whole person instantly fused with this heavy sword, and Sima Feng stood there, as if a heavy mountain was standing there, which was unshakable.

"Whew!"

Holding a gun in one hand, Teng Qingshan smiled at Sima Feng in the distance.

......

"That Sima Feng, the man and the sword are one, and the momentum is overwhelming. The master of a door is really a master. The barefoot young man 'Yan Tie' watched the battle in the crowd, "But that Teng Qingshan, he looks ordinary, and he doesn't feel that he has anything special, well, I'll know when I see it later, if he relies on his own strength, he defeats Meng Tian." Then the battle between him and Sima Feng will be very exciting. ”

......

"Lord Dutong, beat that old fellow hard!" Du Hong shouted.

"Aoyama, let him know how good you are. Teng Qinghu also shouted excitedly, a group of people from the Guiyuan Sect came over early, and they were all cheering for Teng Qingshan at this moment. As for the Guan Commander, he looked coldly at the battle that was about to begin.

......

Among so many martial artists, there are also many masters. One by one, they all watched carefully, and thousands of people suddenly became silent.

Sima Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he held a heavy sword in one hand, and walked towards Teng Qingshan step by step.

With every step, Sima Feng's momentum was rising.

"Cousin, see clearly, the true artistic conception of the two tricks of 'adding fuel to the fire' and 'taking chestnuts from the fire'!" Teng Qingshan suddenly said aloud, as soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar around him, what did Teng Qingshan want to do?

"Qingshan, beat him!" Teng Qinghu's shout sounded.

In the open field, Sima Feng did not affect his mood because of Teng Qingshan's words.

When Sima Feng was three zhang away from Teng Qingshan, he kicked suddenly, and the momentum that the whole person had accumulated for a long time exploded instantly, as if a fierce tiger instantly pounced on Teng Qingshan, and the black heavy sword carried a strange sharp roar, as if the ghost was screaming, and the heavy sword instantly fell on top of Teng Qingshan's head.

"Boom!"

Quietly, the reincarnation gun in Teng Qingshan's hand was like a poisonous needle, quietly slamming away, so fast, so small that Sima Feng didn't have time to react.

The Five Styles of Fire - Chestnuts in the Fire!

......

"Hmm, then Teng Qingshan actually achieved the 'subtle' realm?"

The Thunder God Knife 'Wu Yue', who was holding the roast rabbit meat, was originally watching the battle very casually): After a shot, he was shocked, and stared at Teng Qingshan carefully, "Yes, it is the subtle realm......! We have to take a serious look at how far he has reached this subtle realm! However, at such a young age, he should have initially reached the subtle realm. ”

Although Wu Yue was still eating roast rabbit meat in his mouth, his eyes were completely fixed on the two figures in the open field.

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In the subtle realm, even in the entire Kyushu, there are very few people who have reached this level among the acquired martial artists. The reason why a martial artist is powerful is because there is internal strength in his body. And can control the internal strength to the mellow Ruyi, such as the arm command, without a trace of waste, through the internal strength, control the weapon for exquisite attacks.

That's the nuance!

This represents a kind of control over internal strength!

Teng Qingshan? Teng Qingshan did not reach the realm of 'subtlety' in terms of 'internal strength'! His use of internal strength was very rough! However, he was using marksmanship at the moment, and he did not use internal strength. It is the strength of the body's muscles that is used. Teng Qingshan's control of the power of his body can be said to be accurate to the peak.

Muscles, fascia, bones, and even the flow of qi and blood, Teng Qingshan can control it.

Absolute control......

Hit the trick of 'taking chestnuts from the fire', the heavy sword couldn't help but deviate, but Sima Feng's body turned, and with the force of rotation, the heavy sword in his hand was an oblique split.

Rumble!

The epee made a strange whistling sound again.

The reincarnation gun in Teng Qingshan's hand was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, rushing out, and the moment it touched the heavy sword, the power in Teng Qingshan's hand exploded instantly, and the reincarnation gun barrel suddenly bent slightly, and then the force in Teng Qingshan's hand changed again in an instant, and the opposite power made the reincarnation gun head accumulate energy on a higher level.

Rumble!

Teng Qingshan reincarnated the head of the gun and rebounded violently.

"Peng!" the spear tip slammed into the heavy sword at close range.

Sima Feng felt his hands numb, and involuntarily took three steps back, and couldn't help but look at Teng Qingshan in shock, and then laughed heartily: "Good marksmanship! You just said two tricks, one is to take the chestnut in the fire, and the other is to add fuel to the fire, just now, that is to add fuel to the fire." I was caught off guard by the power of that moment. ”

"This is just the beginning!" Teng Qingshan smiled and kicked his feet.

Call!

The whole person rushed towards Sima Feng like an arrow from the string, and the spear in his hand turned into black lightning and stabbed Sima Feng's chest.

"Qiang!" Sima Feng directly slashed again, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Nine Swords of Collapsed Mountain!"

"Haha......"

Teng Qingshan laughed, and the reincarnation gun in his hand was like a slight stab from the poisonous needle of the scorpion, which caused the heavy sword to change direction, which affected Sima Feng's artistic conception of the 'Nine Swords of the Collapse Mountain'. Then Teng Qingshan was a vigorous 'fuel to the fire'.

......

I saw that on the open field, Sima Feng's sword intent became more and more violent, and the whole person did not regain his previous calmness, but became a little manic, and his face began to turn red.

Because......

Teng Qingshan strangely relied on the two tricks of 'taking chestnuts from the fire' and 'adding fuel to the fire' to completely restrain him.

Sima Feng's movement himself was not fast, and he saw Teng Qingshan's feet flexible, surrounding Sima Feng and wantonly showing his marksmanship.

Teng Qingshan's 'chestnut in the fire' is like a poisonous snake biting someone, and the spear head that 'adds fuel to the fire' will instantly explode its power is a poisonous dragon.

Sometimes it's violent, sometimes it's insidious.

"This artistic conception ......" Teng Qingshan used these two tricks crosswise, and while constantly dealing with Sima Feng, he actually realized the artistic conception of alternating yin and yang when he practiced the 'three-body pose', "These two moves, they should, should be like this!" In Teng Qingshan's hands, the two marksmanship slowly changed.

Chestnut in the fire, more feminine.

Adding fuel to the fire, it became more and more ferocious.

The connection between the two tricks is like nature, and gradually, halfway through the 'chestnut from the fire', it suddenly changes to 'adding fuel to the fire'.

The two artistic conceptions of femininity and ferocity can be alternated instantly.

Sima Feng was crazy, he was about to be tortured and crazy: "What kind of ghost marksmanship, for a while, the feminine and weak force, and the next moment it will explode violently!" Sima Feng felt that he swung his heavy sword, originally thinking that Teng Qingshan would be a fire in one move, and he was ready to unload his strength and continue to attack.

But suddenly, yin and yang alternated, and the feminine move suddenly became violent.

Caught off guard, of course Sima Feng was injured.

......

These two moves are already alive in Teng Qingshan's hands, and just these two moves can almost be said to be fused into one move. made Sima Feng vomit blood uncomfortably, that kind of awkward feeling, he had never encountered before.

"Boom!"

The heavy sword in Sima Feng's hand came out of his hand, and a gun shadow slapped him, only the sound of bones shattering was heard, and Sima Feng's whole person was thrown into the air.

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Among the thousands of martial artists, there was an old man in a silver and gray robe, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Teng Qingshan: "This artistic conception ...... The last time that old guy from Wei Wuya chased and killed me, the artistic conception was very close to this move! Although the artistic conception of this young man's move was still very vague, it was not as good as Wei Wuya, but he was only seventeen years old! Is it to kill him, so that Guiyuanzong will lose this genius, or take him over and be my disciple?"

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