It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

"Uh-huh, ok, ok, let\'s go, let\'s go." Yi Feng waved his hand impatiently. He really couldn\'t stand the old man\'s middle-class aura, so he quickly sent him away.

After sending Old Man Wu away, Yi Feng continued to return to the desk.

In the following time, he was immersed in the book "Zixia Fairy and the Supreme Treasure" and stayed behind closed doors all day long.

With the arrival of autumn, the autumn wind outside the street has become more and more bleak, but it cannot affect Yi Feng. Even the biting cold air, with the resistance of the little sun, Yi Feng is not afraid.

It seems that Yi Feng can have a comfortable winter this year.

Zhong Qing still looked taciturn, practicing hard every day, and at the same time busy with all the housework in the martial arts gym.

Ao Qing, the second son, was lying at Yi Feng\'s feet. The injuries in his body had already completely recovered. He occasionally watched Yi Feng boxing and occasionally observed the pictures in the front hall of the martial arts hall. His strength improved by leaps and bounds.

On this day, Patriarch Qingshan came to visit.

When he came, he seemed to have something on his mind. Yi Feng noticed his state and brought out some chicken soup for the soul from his past life to comfort him.

Yi Feng didn\'t know if it was of any use, but he only knew that Patriarch Qingshan was full of confidence when he left.

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After Yi Feng finished a set of Tai Chi, he stretched and was about to go out to buy some wine, but found that the streets today were much cooler than before.

"What\'s going on?" Yi Feng went to sit at the beef stall opposite and asked, "We usually see some cultivating disciples shopping on the street, but why is it so cold today."

"Master Yi, I\'m afraid you don\'t know yet, right?" The young man saw Yi Feng holding wine in his hand and generously put two taels of beef on the plate for him. Then he looked at the sky in the distance and said, "Today it\'s the Qingshan Patriarch and the Xuanwu Patriarch.

On the day of the duel, the practitioners all rushed to watch their battle. The battle on the top floor, after all, is related to the life and death of the two sects!"

"oh."

Yi Feng nodded. He really didn\'t care much about cultivators, but he seemed to have heard of this matter before.

After eating two taels of beef and drinking two taels of strong liquor at the servant\'s place, he rushed back to the martial arts school with his warm body in his arms and continued writing.

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There is a natural canyon between Qingshan Gate and Xuanwu Sect. In the middle of the canyon there is a platform measuring a thousand feet, which is the wind and rain platform.

On the storm platform.

Ancestor Qingshan’s eyes were sharp and his whole body was full of energy.

The ancestor of Xuanwu had white hair and a sneer on his face.

On both sides of the canyon, one side was filled with disciples of the Xuanwu Sect, and the other side was filled with disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and everyone had a solemn expression on their faces.

The battle between the two is related to the future of all of them.

"Qingshan, I didn\'t expect you to really dare to come?" Xuanwu Ancestor said jokingly.

"snort!"

Ancestor Qingshan snorted coldly without saying much.

"Suffer death!"

The two of them didn\'t seem to have had much foreplay. Xuanwu\'s aura was revealed, and he flew up into the air like lightning, and then slapped Patriarch Qingshan down with an invincible palm.

At this moment, the power of King Wu\'s realm was undoubtedly revealed in Xuanwu\'s hands.

Before the attack arrived, the rocks at the feet of Qingshan Ancestor had already crackled and cracked, like a spider web spreading.

Not to be outdone, Patriarch Qingshan burst out with the same momentum, chopped the ground with his sole, and a large pit appeared on the ground. His lightning-like body faced the palm print.

"boom!"

The sound of heaven and earth shattering resounded over the weather tower.

Countless energy spread out in all directions, and the disciples watching from a distance could not help but be pushed back by this powerful energy.

The strength of these two martial arts masters is truly terrifying.

But everyone ignored the retreating bodies and stared at the sky like pinholes. They also wanted to know which one was stronger and which one was weaker after the first collision of the two ancestors.

Then he saw, in the midst of his energy, a figure retreating hundreds of feet in mid-air.

He is the ancestor of Qingshan.

Seeing this, the faces of everyone at Qingshan Gate all sank.

Among the crowd, Peng Ying was holding her jade hand tightly with a pale face. She had been joining the Qingshan Sect for a while, and she understood the significance of this battle. Could it be that if she finally joined the Qingshan Sect, she would face the collapse of the Qingshan Sect?

?

The Xuanwu Gate was different, and they immediately let out earth-shattering cheers.

"Hahaha, Qingshan, you are indeed a waste. Today next year will be your death anniversary." In mid-air, the ancestor of Xuanwu burst into laughter, with a deep joking look on his face.

Ancestor Qingshan looked ugly when he heard this. The gap between the two was really huge!