Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"The defeated men are not interested in knowing." Xia Qingchen said lightly.

Tianyin Princess has a feeling of powerlessness: "Okay! However, I think it is better to tell you."

"He was the first demon of the old gangsters. Recently he played the first day of Zhuge Wuge. He often defeated the enemy within three strokes.

"Toughman?"

Xia Qingchen glanced at the killing plane.

"He has withdrawn from the gangsters. When he was in the gangsters in the past, he also concentrated on martial arts and never cruelly killed others.

Xia Qingchen narrowed his eyes, and nodded: "Oh."

The woman in silver walked over, staring close at Xia Qingchen's eyes: "Aren't you excited? You defeated, but the famous warlord."

"Excited, his strength is not very strong."

Xia Qingchen didn't use his full strength just now, and there was one of the strongest immortals who asked for directions and never showed it.

The woman in silver gazed deeply at Xia Qingchen.

All along, she thought Xia Qingchen was conceited, so she said that her strength was poor.

But now, even Gongsun Wuji has received the "not very strong" evaluation in his eyes.

She finally understood that Xia Qingchen was not conceited, but he was indeed too strong!

Strong enough to look down on peers!

"I have understood your strength, yes, I am very satisfied." Yinyi woman lives in Xia Qingchen's home, just want to get to know him up close.

Now, the goal is achieved.

"After the Fengyun meeting, I will give you a surprise, I hope you are mentally prepared." Yin Yi woman smiled mysteriously.

Surprise?

Although the identity of the silver-clad woman is mysterious, the surprises given are exciting.

However, what Xia Qingchen even looked forward to was Xia Yuan's answer.

"Master, please invite you to the study." At this time, Qin Bo came over.

It turned out that Xia Yuan had been in the study and witnessed what happened in the courtyard.

Xia Qingchen came to the study.

Xia Yuan is writing a letter.

He raised his head and cast a smile of relief to Xia Qingchen: "I am proud of you."

In a short period of time, Xia Qingchen became the existence of the seven stacks in the middle age.

"About that matter, I have sorted it out in a few days, and Fengyun will tell you when it is over." Xia Qingchen's amazing martial arts shown in advance has already made Xia Yuan decide to tell the truth.

Xia Qingchen somewhat expects, what is it that needs to be concealed for more than ten years?

But speaking back, since Xia Yuan has proved his strength.

So Fengyun Club, for him, has lost its meaning.

It is just a waste of time to participate again.

Three days later.

Fengyun will be held as scheduled.

Wuge Central Drilling Ground.

In the whole city, youngsters aged seventeen and under eighteen were all present.

Most of them come from Wuge, a few come from the temple, and there are some young people who did not join both.

Observation platform in the distance.

An old man with a purple robe and white hair sat still.

He is the contemporary Wuge Patriarch!

Beside him is the temple master!

Zhen Zhilan stood behind the hall master.

She looked forward to looking for Xia Qingchen.

However, from noon, Fengyun will begin, and he is not seen.

"Let's get started!" The Lord Wuge ordered the referees to mobilize.

From the perspective of him and the head of the temple, the confrontation between ordinary teenagers is hardly interesting.

Therefore, in the early duel, they only pay a little attention!

"Zhou Xuelin, 13 consecutive victories!"

It wasn't until the referee announced the result of one person that the Wuge Pavilion Lord and the Temple Hall Pavilion got together.

The lord of the shrine said in surprise: "Zhou Xuelin, I remember it was the granddaughter of a deputy dean of your Wuge.

Although he is not a member of Wuge, he is very concerned about the outstanding students who are prominent in Wuge.

This girl named Zhou Xuelin used to say that his strength was barely acceptable.

However, it is extremely difficult to reach today's 13-game winning streak.

The Pavilion of the Pavilion Wuge also expressed a little surprise: "This child is indeed making rapid progress, I don't know how Lao Zhou taught."

By this time, the Fengyun Meeting had reached its peak moment.

Because the strongest four heroes have played one after another!

Zhu Zijian, Meng Yun, Xing Liu and Shen Jinghong, everyone played, overwhelming the audience.

Among them, the first three perform the most strongly, all the way down.

Shen Jinghong is obviously far away from them, it seems that even martial arts are rarely used.

"Hey! I watched my grandchildren busy all day long, and disappeared last month, but disappeared for a whole month, but Budo did not make any progress at all."

At this time, the referee announced: "Top ten against the finals, start now!"

"The first battle, Shen Jinghong played against the star stream!"

The audience was suddenly in an uproar.

The first match of the final is the second match of the four matches!

"There is a good show!"

"What can I expect from a contest without suspense?"

With Shen Jinghong's performance just now, it is difficult to sustain ten moves in the hands of the star stream.

Uh--

Shen Jinghong and Star Stream each jumped into the center of the martial arts field.

"Senior Master, let's move first." Shen Jinghong said gracefully.

Xingliu smiled: "It's up to you first, lest you lose."

In the past, Shen Jinghong's character was daunting, and there were times when he couldn't afford to lose.

Shen Jinghong smiled: "Well, you are careful."

With a deep breath, Shen Jinghong exhibited a long-stricken move.

"Seven Star Broken Boxing!"

There are seven successive styles, the style is perfect and skillful, and it is natural.

Seven connections, unparalleled power burst out between moves.

The star stream froze at first, and then stayed dignified.

"Dark Clouds!" Star Stream shot with all his strength, fighting with him in the ring for seven rounds.

But Qi Xing Po Yun Quan, after Xia Qingchen's instructions, Shen Jinghong has cultivated its essence, one move is more magnificent than another.

If the punch is not broken within a single move, the more majestic moves will be greeted until it is completely defeated.

Sure enough, in the seventh round, the star stream was no longer able to parry the majestic punches.

The arms blocked in front of the chest were blown away with a punch and took straight to the chest.

Puff---

The star stream turned over and fell to the ground.

He climbed up and was surprised: "Your fist?"

Shen Jinghong Feng Qingyun lightly smiled: "Of course there are expert advice."

On the viewing platform.

The pupil of the main shrine shrunk and exclaimed: "Pavilion master, your martial arts accomplishments are breathtaking! You will be able to teach an eighteen-year-old boy "Seven Star Broken Boxing Fist" out of the flames.

The words are so strange but strange in my heart.

Because he had seen the Wuge Pavilion Master performing Qixing Poyun Boxing.

To be honest, his grandchildren haven't been satisfied yet.

Master Wuge Pavilion's old head was full of surprises and waved his hand: "The lord does not need to test the old man! The old man's fist is not as good as his grandchildren! His fist must be directed by an expert!"

Fengyun will continue.

"Second stop, Shen Jinghong played against Yun Yun!"

The crowd blasted again.

"How is it arranged? Is it another big show?"

"It should not be possible. Shen Jinghong can defeat the star stream and replace it as the third master. It is already quite good. There is no possibility of winning the second master."

Shen Jinghong showed that the cultivation base was four tiers of middle ages.

But Meng Yun has long been a strong man in the middle of the five stacks.