On the mountain floor, seeing Qiu Hong throwing out a memory spar, the old god was leaning on a recliner and had no intention of continuing to point, Tian Lingshan couldn't help but be curious, and embedded the memory spar under the huge stone stele.

The oppressive aura was revealed from the light curtain of the stone stele, the cold wind in the vast wilderness was screaming, all you could see were human figures, the weeds withered in the dusk of the day, and an old man faced the army of cultivators alone, and the crazy gaze in the old eyes even made the air condense.

The old man who was alone in the light curtain facing the countless army of cultivators was none other than Qiu Hong, who was leaning on the chaise longue on the mountain floor right now.

"Uncle Shi, you ......"

Feeling the heart-wrenching aura of the ancient battlefield in the light curtain, Hao Deyong's mouth was dry and he struggled to speak.

The flying wind and sand whined and stacked, as if the sorrow of the ghost made people feel frightened, and seeing the huge army of cultivators charging towards the old man, Tian Lingshan's pretty face tightened.

"Boom~~~"

All kinds of treasure light were forbidden, like a big explosion in the starry sky, surging up, but the fierce old man, not only did not flinch, but instead rushed alone with thunder and lightning, rushing towards countless cultivators, his crazy momentum was even enough to split heaven and earth.

The reason for Chen Feng's different expression was not that the old man monopolized the momentum of the cultivator army, but because the old man did not exert any great magical power to destroy the withering and decaying, and completely fought against the treasure light and xia to enter the cultivator army, and with the dazzling hand-to-hand combat, he defeated a famous cultivator head-on.

In the fierce struggle between heaven and earth, life is placed between will and strength. However, in the face of the continuous attack of the invincible old man, the corpses fell into dry bones on the bloody wilderness, but they looked extremely fragile and miserable.

In the course of continuous battles. The old man did not show a trace of fatigue, but became more and more crazy, and in comparison, the momentum of the cultivator army became weaker and weaker.

The glow dissipated, the treasures were shattered, and many cultivators were exhausted, in hand-to-hand combat where the white blades intersected. He fought with the old man for life and death, and left his bones exposed to the sand.

Gradually, there was silence between heaven and earth. The long night was sad, and only the old man with blood-red eyes was still fighting frantically.

The gloomy spirit condensed and the sky was dark, obscuring the starry sky.

The miserable moonlight. Faintly through the thick clouds of ghosts. A layer of pale hoarfrost is reflected between heaven and earth.

Until the end of the battle where the stele appeared, Hao Deyong and Tian Lingshan were as if they had fallen into an endless abyss and could not extricate themselves.

From the aura exuded by the stone tablet, as well as the strength of a famous cultivator, Chen Feng could be very sure that the countless cultivators, each of them had extremely strong combat power, but in the face of the old man's crazy attack. The fate of the total annihilation is still inevitable.

This terrifying battle scene is indeed shocking. The mind was shaken.

Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing glanced at each other, and for a long time, he was still reminiscing about the old man's crazy fighting methods.

"Uncle Shi, why are you going to show us this ......?"

Tian Lingshan's face was covered with fragrant sweat, and even her breathing was not very stable.

"This is an ancient battle technique I obtained, called 'Mad Demon Fighting', and even used this battle technique to conquer a dynasty, as for how much you can comprehend, it depends on each person's creation. Qiu Hong said with a little emotion.

Tian Lingshan and Hao Deyong looked at each other and didn't speak, Qiao Xueqing didn't care too much, only Chen Feng showed a strange smile, as if he was thinking about it.

"How much do you remember?"

Qiu Hong got up and waved a gravitational glow, rolling up the figure of Qiao Xueqing and the others.

Seeing Qiao Xueqing and the three of them disappear, Chen Feng pursed his lips: "It's just that the fight is a little stronger, I've almost forgotten it." ”

"Just like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect Dao pattern that you have opened, you are both righteous and evil, sometimes calm and nervous, sometimes stinky and terrible, I really don't know when the Dao is the real you!" Qiu Hong glanced at Chen Feng deeply and smiled.

Sensing Qiu Hong's slightly meaningful gaze, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth turned up, and he did not give the old man a positive reply: "Do you want to teach me the ancient battle technique of mad demon fighting?"

"This mad demon fighting has some drawbacks, I haven't cultivated for a long time, but after seeing you, maybe this ancient battle technique has a chance to be passed on. Qiu Hong's face showed a rare cautiousness.

"A strong man like you has stopped cultivating the battle technique, so why do you think that I am suitable?" Chen Feng said with a lazy expression and chatting with the thin old man.

"A cultivator who cultivates the Crazy Demon Fight must have an unrestrained mind and a strong physique, and through my observation, you are fully qualified in these two aspects. Qiu Hong showed a look of expectation.

"Old man, I aspire to be the King of the Shadows. Chen Feng bargained.

Seeing Chen Feng's face asking for benefits, Qiu Hong smiled disdainfully: "If you want to learn or not, although a guy like you has a bit of a thief's heart, but he is definitely not a person who can endure loneliness, and it is still very early to be truly gloomy." ”

"I think your weird body style is not bad, maybe it's more suitable for me than the Crazy Demon Fight......" Chen Feng looked at the thin old man with a greedy smile.

"Do you want to learn how to put it down? It and Mad Demon Fighting are completely two extremes, and cultivating at the same time will inevitably become extremely difficult, and both of these exercises will affect the cultivator's mind, which is one of the reasons why I gave up cultivating Mad Demon Fighting. Qiu Hong's face was right.

"I'm a genius, what is there to be afraid of, and besides, according to different circumstances, using different means is originally a necessary qualification for a cultivator. Chen Feng grinned, facing the old man's reminder, he didn't care.

"Although your self-confidence has no basis, I am very curious, why is there a resemblance between the ghost movement you performed on the Star Luo Stage, and how did you find out that I exist in the shop?" Qiu Hong asked with a curious smile.

"The body method of the cultivation world is not created by you alone, don't think that your body method is amazing, my perception is extremely keen, I can detect your subtlety, and I don't need to make such a fuss. Chen Feng wiped his eyelids and said.

"Before, Senior Sister Ruan Yun said that some treasures and pupil techniques can reproduce the cultivator's martial arts forbidden method to achieve the goal of rapid learning, I am just curious about your learning ability, which one you belong to, but even if you are talented, it is not so easy to learn the two techniques of mad demon fighting and releasing steps, are you ready?"

"Whoever is afraid of whom, come on. ”

Although Chen Feng was cautious in his heart, he was angry on the surface.

"Although Zhilu said that you are just a fool, and it is difficult to master the surface of these two exercises in a short period of time, I still have some expectations for you. While Qiu Hong moved his thin body, he smiled and sighed.

"Seeing that I am a material that can be made, can you finally not help but teach?" Although Chen Feng was not ashamed, there was a cautious look in his eyes.

At this time, Qiu Hong stood still slightly, and strange movements appeared everywhere in his thin body, as if the whole body was writhing irregularly, and the bones were crackling.

"Whew~~~"

Accompanying Qiu Hong's whole body, like the grass and trees swaying in a storm, his whole body was moving strangely with a spasmodic amplitude, and even his breathing was a little shorter.

"Old man, it's really hard to see that you are out of breath, if you can't do it, don't force yourself to hold on. Chen Feng stared at Qiu Hong's warm-up body shaking, and snickered and whispered.

"Although I'm not a pure body refiner, I'm still very good, you stinky boy, don't underestimate me......" Qiu Hong, who had finished his strange physical activities, showed a little old in his eyes, and even his wrinkled old face was printed with sweat.

Having seen the situation of a thin old man alone taking on an army of cultivators, Chen Feng naturally would not underestimate him.

Seeing the old man's strange movements, Chen Feng even had an inexplicable nervousness in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, I'll just use the same amount of strength to give you some guidance, and then you will stay at the Cliff of Confession, and when you will be able to hold a stick of incense in my hand, when will you be able to go down the mountain. Qiu Hong had a lewd smile on his face, and it was rare to reveal a little breath.

Feeling Qiu Hong's aura of strength, almost equal to his own, Chen Feng clenched his fists and became extremely cautious: "Old man, do you want to fight me?"

"Fighting? You don't have that qualification. ”

Qiu Hong's aura of strength suddenly became violent, and even the whole person changed his obscene and shameless appearance and became extremely arrogant.

"Poof~~~"

Without waiting for Chen Feng to reply, the thin old man stepped on the ground, and he had already rushed out in the ripples of a slight air explosion, and quickly threw a kick at Chen Feng's head.

The leg wind was silent but extremely fast, even if Chen Feng's whole body was tense, vigilant of Qiu Hong's attack, in the face of the old man's unrestrained flying kick, there was still a feeling that there was no way out.

It was just a flying kick, but it brought Chen Feng a crisis of subsequent stormy offensive changes.

In the face of the old man's swift kick, Chen Feng did not retreat, while observing the old man's movements with his eyes wide open, he had already raised his right arm to block the side of his head, and his left fist was clenched and ready to attack.

"Boom~~~"

As soon as the silent leg wind came into contact with Chen Feng's right arm, a ferocious explosive force suddenly poured out, even causing Chen Feng's body, which was bearing the strength of the old man's leg, to twist and rattle at the same time.

"Roar~~~"

Pressed by the explosive power of the old man, Chen Feng's feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood firmly on the ground and exhaled and wanted to fight back, but the left fist that was ready to attack seemed to be oppressed by the force, and it was entangled and condensed, and he couldn't swing it at all.

At this time, Chen Feng, who wanted to fight up, was already extremely frightened in his heart, although his feet were firmly on the ground, he couldn't remove the power of the old man's kick. (To be continued.) )