"This fellow Daoist, it's none of your business, it's better not to wade into this troubled water. Ren Qianxun didn't give anyone a little affection, and said half-threateningly. With Ren Qianhiro's personality, how could he let go of the enemy because of someone else's words.

"Old man Long Lingtian is the leader of the Heavenly Dynasty Dragon Group. Please also ask Daoyou Ren to give ......," Long Lingtian said. It doesn't match his domineering temperament, and he doesn't have the indifference of a high authority.

"It doesn't matter what kind of dragon group you have, bird group. Get in my way, and I pluck out your bird's feathers and lift your dragon scales. Ren Qianxun interrupted Long Lingtian's words, and did not give the famous leader of the dragon group any face.

"Good, good, good! Young people nowadays are crazy and boundless. Long Lingtian was so angry that he said three good words in a row. He originally wanted to salute first and then soldier, thinking that everyone in the Celestial Empire would sell the dragon group to save face. But this Ren Qianxun didn't leave the slightest affection, and the words lifting the dragon scales deeply touched Long Lingtian.

"The dragon group's divine fist is like a swimming dragon!" Under Long Lingtian's blow, a true qi swimming dragon suddenly appeared, which was quite charming, but it was not like Zheng Bufan's simulation.

"One of the Blood Transformation God Fist Yuan Transformation Blood!" Ren Qianxun was in charge, and after advancing to the innate level, he used the blood Transformation God Fist for the first time. The dragon appears. This is a confrontation between dragons and dragons, fists and fists. The blood-colored dragon and the true qi swimming dragon collided together, and they were stalemate for a while, and Ren Qianxun and Long Lingtian tacitly instilled their true qi. A few seconds later, Ren Qianxun was shocked back three steps, and so was Long Lingtian. The first blow was evenly matched.

"The dragon groans in the box of the dragon group's divine fist. Long Lingtian's face was a little unbearable. The fact that he was in the late stage of congenital stage and a pre-stage stage who had just advanced was an insult in itself. As he spoke, he punched again. In a trance, Long Lingtian's body seemed to be a quaint box, with bursts of dragon groans in it, but there was no dragon shadow. Bursts of dragon groans turned into sound waves, wave after wave like waves, wave after wave to kill Ren Qianxun.

"Eighteen hands, twenty-four songs!" Ren Qianxun's golden body appeared, the treasure was solemn, and his expression was solemn, this time the eighteen hands did not have a treasure phantom, because at this time Ren Qianxun's true qi was already very little, and he could only use pure physical strength to fight the enemy. Eighteen hands and twenty-four songs just give full play to the advantage of numbers, and they can resist the sound waves of the dragon in this box with ease.

After a while, this Long Lingtian was also a little dignified, and his two tricks were easily taken over by Ren Qianxun. He finally didn't just treat Ren Qianxun as a pre-congenital stage, but a congenital late stage of his class.

"The peak of the Dragon Group Divine Fist will become a dragon!" Long Lingtian shouted, and his body changed from a box to a tripod just now. There is a fragrant fragrance in the ancient ding, and the real dragon is born, and the real dragon is born. At this time, the true dragons in the Gu Ding transformed into Long Lingtian's body appeared, and the true dragons were like cannonballs, bombarding Ren Qianxun one after another.

Ren Qianxun's eighteen hands easily took the real dragon shells one by one, like a volleyball, and bounced back one after another the real dragon shells. Long Ling Tian saw that his countless cannonballs were bounced back, he knew the power of this real dragon cannonball, so he had to dodge it hard. But the situation at this time is like a battlefield, in the rain of bullets, it is inevitable to be hit. Long Lingtian's brand-name sportswear was bombarded beyond recognition, revealing a sturdy body, and the hair on the top of his head was burned like a bird's nest. When Ren Qianxun saw Long Lingtian like this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Ren Qianxun, don't be complacent, my Dragon Group Divine Fist is stronger than one punch, and no one of the early innate stages has been spared?" Long Lingtian said with a little anger and hatred. He already knew that Ren Qianxun was so tricky, there was no need to stand up for Wu Daozi and Zhao Feiqiang, and now he was already difficult to ride a tiger, and there was only one battle. After all, Long Lingtian's prestige was far and wide, and he couldn't afford to lose. Once a person bears a reputation, he can no longer let it go, and he will be burdened by it all his life and fight for him.

"Long Lingtian, if you have any ability, don't cry if you lose for a while. Ren Qianxun said jokingly. Deliberately provoking Long Lingtian, Ren Qianxun had just advanced to the innate level, and he couldn't wait for a powerful opponent to test his strength.

"You yellow-mouthed child, you're angry with the old man. Long Lingtian suddenly became furious. Long Ling Tiangui is the late stage of congenital development, the leader of the dragon group, and I don't know how many years no one has spoken to him like this. "Can Ren Qianxun dare to fight in the sky?"

"Why don't you dare!" Ren Qianxun replied. In battles between innate powerhouses, there will generally be air battles. Now that Ren Qianhiro is already a congenital powerhouse and can fly in the air, what is he afraid of Ren Qianhiro?

"The trapped dragon of the dragon group divine fist ascends to heaven. "Long Lingtian actually volleyed four hundred feet in the air. The higher the volley, the stronger the wind at the heights, which not only tests whether the true qi of the innate strong is strong, but also tests the strength of the physical body. The weak flesh can't withstand the wind from above. Generally, in the late congenital stage, it is also 300 zhang in the air, and Long Lingtian's trapped dragon ascension is obviously a flying stunt, which can be 400 zhang in the air. "Ren Qianxun, you come up. Come up and fight me. Hahaha!"

Long Lingtian was very proud, what he bullied was that Ren Qianxun's cultivation was low, and he couldn't fly at the same altitude, and the air battle was very disadvantaged. After all, you can't fly as high as your opponent, and you can't reach your opponent. The opponent is high and has an absolute advantage.

It's a pity that Long Lingtian's wishful thinking was wrong. Ren Qianxun's body is the third stage of the heavy condensation body, which is already several times stronger than the same level, plus the golden body, this body is even stronger than the late innate stage. Ren Qianxun jumped in a loud voice, and actually flew directly up to four hundred zhang to be equal to Long Lingtian.

"What if you fly up to 400 zhang? Long Lingtian was obviously a little surprised, it was already good to have a general volley of two hundred zhang in the early stage of the innate stage, but at this time, Ren Qianxun obviously broke his cognition. But he was not angry, another move. At this time, Long Lingtian turned into a flying dragon and rode on the floating clouds, and his figure appeared from time to time, and he didn't know when he came to Ren Qianxun's back and wanted to sneak attack.

The twenty-four songs of Ren Qianxun's golden body are not dry meals, the twenty-four songs have forty-eight pairs of eyes, Long Lingtian's figure has already been recognized, Ren Qianxun will calculate, turn around and punch three times in a second, and eighteen hands will punch fifty-four punches in an instant. Fifty-four fist shadows stunned Long Lingtian for a while, he couldn't parry, he was shot down from the sky, Long Lingtian flew to the ground like a meteorite, and the ground was knocked out of a round pit. Ren Qianxun took advantage of the victory to pursue, and killed Long Lingtian with the inertia of falling from a high altitude.

"Dragon Blood Xuanhuang of the Dragon Group Divine Fist!" At this moment, Long Lingtian slashed his arm and flowed out of essence blood, chanting the spell of the dragon clan, and turned into a body full of dragon scales. This dragon Ling Tian turned out to be a combination of a man and a dragon, a half-dragon man. Long Lingtian, who turned into a half-dragon man, greatly increased his strength and fought hard with Ren Qianxun for hundreds of punches, but he never got the upper hand.

"Ren Qianxun, my Dragon Group Divine Fist has a total of seven moves, you can take six moves, and there is one last move. If you can break it, you win, but if you can't break it, I will take Wu Daozi's army undefeated and Zhao Fei away. Long Lingtian said.

"Okay. I'd like to see what your half-dragon's final dragon killer move is?" Ren Qianxun said playfully. is not afraid of the so-called killing moves, and is faintly excited