Iron Cross Fire

This...Ren Pingsheng's internal strength is so deep that he is not inferior to Li Qinghai in a palm fight.

Hasn't the Lihuo Sect declined long ago? How can he be so powerful?

Li Qinghai was also secretly shocked. You know, the palm just now mobilized 70% of his internal strength, and he was actually on par with Ren Pingsheng?

In addition, he clearly noticed that Ren Pingsheng did not use his full strength.

Damn, he was wrong.

Shocked, Li Qinghai chuckled at Ren Pingsheng: "Master Ren is really strong. I will come to learn from him again." As soon as the voice fell, his figure flashed and rushed over again.

Ren Pingsheng laughed, unwilling to be outdone, and soon the two of them started fighting fiercely in the field.

At the beginning, Li Qinghai was still full of confidence. After a few rounds, he became more and more surprised. He felt that the opponent's internal strength was like the ocean, unfathomable. Even if he tried his best, he could not suppress the opponent.

Everyone around was also completely dumbfounded.

"Elder Li!"

After a few rounds, Ren Pingsheng smiled calmly: "The martial arts of Tianhaimen are really powerful, but it's a pity that the elder doesn't seem to have learned the essence."

"It's getting late, let's end this competition."

Buzz!

After the last word fell, Ren Pingsheng crossed his hands, and suddenly a blood-red light appeared in front of him.

Then, a blood-red dragon broke through the air and appeared beside him.

It was seen that this blood-red dragon was filled with suffocating murderous aura. It was obviously transformed by internal force. Although it was transformed by internal force, it was condensed like a substance, as if it was alive, lifelike. The dragon was dozens of meters long, and every scale on its body was clearly visible, especially the bloody mouth, which was frightening.

The moment the blood-red dragon appeared, the air temperature within a few hundred meters around it suddenly dropped. Everyone present felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, many people couldn't help but gasp.

"What kind of skill is this?"

"It actually transformed into a dragon. Could it be... this is the blood dragon technique, the secret skill of the Lihuo Sect?"

"It is really the blood dragon technique. I didn't expect that this skill has been around for hundreds of years and now reappears in the world."

Everyone was amazed and looked at Ren Pingsheng with a look of complete shock instead of the previous contempt. You know, the founder of the Lihuo Sect at that time relied on the blood dragon technique to dominate the world.

However, after the decline of the Lihuo Sect, few of the subsequent leaders could comprehend this trick. It was because of this that the Lihuo Sect became more and more decadent.

But I didn't expect that Ren Pingsheng, at such a young age, could comprehend this trick.

"Roar!"

At this time, under Ren Pingsheng's command, the blood-colored dragon roared and roared towards Li Qinghai with unparalleled momentum. Wherever it passed, it set off a hurricane, and the people around were almost unable to stand steadily.

Seeing the dragon bursting out, Li Qinghai's face changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he quickly urged all his internal strength to resist.

Boom!

The next second, the blood-colored dragon came roaring and collided with Li Qinghai. There was a deafening roar and dust and smoke filled the air.

Ten seconds later, the dust and smoke dissipated. Ren Pingsheng stood there quietly, raised his hand and put away the blood-colored dragon, with a confident smile on his face.

Swish!

And everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the center of the venue, and saw Li Qinghai's face was miserable, his robe was almost torn to pieces, and his whole body was trembling and shaky.

Obviously, in this last round, Ren Pingsheng won.

Quiet!

The whole square was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop clearly.

"Elder Li." After a few seconds, Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "You lost this competition. If you have no objection, the position of leader should be mine?"

Li Qinghai wanted to respond, but his blood was boiling and he couldn't say a word. He could only nod.

To be honest, Li Qinghai was unwilling to admit defeat to Ren Pingsheng, but he had no choice. The opponent was really strong.

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