Qin Fengming, who had been standing in the middle of the hall with no expression on his face, saw that he would be kicked out if he didn't show his hands, so he smiled slightly and said. Ice@Fire! Chinese www..comThe target is the old man surnamed Sang who is sitting on the central wooden chair.
Hearing the words of the monk in the early stage of becoming an elixir in front of him, not only the old man surnamed Sang's face was slightly stunned, but also the other monks in the hall at this time couldn't help but look at Qin Fengming at the same time.
You must know that in terms of realm, the two are three small realms apart. In the Chengdan realm, even if they are only one small realm apart, there will be a huge gap in the power of their secret techniques.
The words spoken by the person in front of me in the early stages of becoming a pill were intended to challenge the old man surnamed Sang.
"Haha, what kind of strength? If you can take my blow, I will allow you brothers and sisters to join my patrol team." Looking at the calm middle-aged monk in front of him, the old man surnamed Sang was also moved in his heart.
"Well, Duan is going to have a blow with fellow Taoist Sang. I wonder where we can fight here?"
Hearing that the middle-aged monk in front of him dared to call the old man surnamed Ban Sang, the old man surnamed Bai could not help but change his face slightly. He had certainly heard about the methods of the old man surnamed Sang.
It was rumored that a Huaying monk came from the Andong Kingdom, and the route he took happened to meet the patrol of the old man surnamed Sang in front of them. When everyone was shocked, they immediately sent the message to the three Huaying monks named Fang. The old man surnamed Sang and the monk surnamed Guo actually stepped forward to intercept him.
After a fierce battle, the two of them actually held back the Infant Transformation cultivator who crossed the border until Fang and other Transformation Infant cultivators arrived.
The old man surnamed Bai himself did not dare to imagine how powerful a blow from such a powerful person would be. He wanted to intercept the monk next to him, but Qin Fengming waved his hand to stop him.
"Gah ga ga, yes, Fellow Daoist Duan is really brave. There is a martial arts competition ground on the mountain here, but only two people can enter that place. If it does not make Brother Sang too embarrassed, Fellow Daoist Duan can choose to go there. We are fighting Brother Sang everywhere."
After hearing the teasing words from the monk surnamed Guo, the face of the old man surnamed Sang did not show any abnormality. As soon as his figure moved, he flew towards the outside of the hall.
Everyone present naturally set off one after another and came to the outside of the hall.
"Fellow Daoist Duan, there is no need to find a martial arts arena. You and I can just fight each other in the air. As long as you can catch my blow, you can join my team."
Seeing this, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he flew into the air with a movement of his body.
At this time, the area where the two were located was already far away from the area of tall buildings. The monks' fight has spread over a wide area, so it is inconvenient to use it within the building complex.
"Since Fellow Daoist Sang has said this, Duan is more respectful than to obey his orders. Duan will fight with Fellow Daoist Sang right here." Qin Fengming said, standing still with no strange expression on his face. Even the body-protecting spiritual light has not been sacrificed.
Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, the eyes of the old man surnamed Sang slowly grew sharp. Although it was stipulated that the patrolling monks were not allowed to fight for their lives, the old man surnamed Sang was already worried about this early-stage monk who had greatly damaged his face. He made up his mind that even if he didn't want his life, he would definitely be seriously injured.
"Fellow Daoist Duan, pay attention. I will attack now."
As the words fell, the old man surnamed Sang raised his right hand, a huge green light flashed, and a shocking coercion appeared. A huge green fist shot towards Qin Fengming, almost appearing on its own. He had already arrived in front of Qin Fengming.
Sensing the powerful attack launched by the old man surnamed Sang, Qin Fengming's heart also moved slightly.
The blow of the old man surnamed Sang appeared to be extremely powerful. In terms of its power, it was no less powerful than a blow from an ordinary infant transformation monk.
No wonder the old man surnamed Sang is so domineering, but it turns out that he has some confidence.
Seeing the huge fist shadow in front of him, Qin Fengming originally wanted to use a soul-devouring grab to directly block the opponent's attack, but his thoughts suddenly changed and he suddenly gave up the move.
Although Qin Fengming is not afraid of any monks with his current methods, it is extremely inappropriate to be too showy. As in the martial arts arena mentioned by the monk surnamed Guo, Qin Fengming did not mind causing the old man surnamed Sang in front of him to suffer a big loss. But in full view of the public, it would be better for him to restrain himself.
Therefore, Qin Fengming was suspended in the air, with bright eyes, allowing the opponent to attack him.
Qin Fengming dared to do this because he was convinced that with his own strong body, he was not afraid of being attacked by a mere adult cultivator. On the other hand, he also knew that the old man surnamed Sang would definitely not dare to use all his strength to kill him here.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Duan is done with this life."
Seeing that Qin Fengming did not dodge and let the attack hit him directly, several monks watching the battle shouted almost at the same time. Only Lan Xueer's eyes flashed, and although she was a little worried, she didn't show any signs of anything unusual.
"Bang!" A loud noise sounded immediately, and under the flash of green light, a figure shot out and flew thirty or forty feet away before regaining stability.
"Thank you Daoist Sang for showing mercy and preventing Duan from dying here." Qin Fengming, who was standing still, cupped his fists and raised his fists to the old man surnamed Sang, who was two hundred feet away, and said very politely.
Looking at the middle-aged monk with only a slight blood oozing out from the corner of his mouth in front of him, the sharp light in the eyes of the old man surnamed Sang also changed, and in a flash, a strange look appeared on his face.
The old man surnamed Sang struck a blow, but at the last moment, seeing that the other party did not resist at all, he greatly reduced the power. But even so, he was sure that one blow would seriously injure the monk.
But the person standing in front of him at this time was a monk who was only slightly ill but had no abnormal expression on his face. This scene made the old man surnamed Sang very puzzled.
"Hahaha, it's so good. Fellow Daoist Sang left Qing in his hands. Fellow Daoist Duan also had his face unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai. This kind of mentality is unique among people. If he stays under Fellow Daoist Sang, he will definitely be able to I will undoubtedly be of great help. I will go back and resume my life now."
Seeing the result, the monk surnamed Bai also let out a sigh of relief, gave the old man surnamed Sang a fist in the air, turned around and flew towards the distant hall.
In the main hall, the three infant transformation monks had opened their eyes at this time. Although the faces of the three of them were the same, there was a flicker of strangeness in their eyes.
"Haha, these two brothers and sisters are not simple at all. Please go down and see if these two people are the disciples of that Taoist friend who came out to practice."
"Yes, disciple, go and handle it immediately."
Following the words of the monk who was sitting in the middle, a reply sounded in the hall. Then there was a flash of light, and the two monk figures flew towards the cave where Qin Fengming and his two brothers had left.
At this time, Qin Fengming and the others had returned to Hall No. 9.
After this incident, everyone was a little more polite to Qin Fengming and his two colleagues. Being able to have the courage to take a blow from the old man surnamed Sang is enough to show that the middle-aged monk in front of him has the strength.
"For the next few days, everyone will stay in this hall to practice peacefully and wait for the day of departure." The old man surnamed Sang said with an expressionless face as he glanced at everyone.
When he said this, his eyes looked at Qin Fengming's face twice more.
