Super Soldier King

This bearded man who looked like a ferocious beast was none other than Xia Zhenggang.

The host and guest have arrived, so the cleansing banquet can naturally begin. The food and wine on the wine table have already been served. With the start of the banquet from the head of the Feng family, the scene suddenly became lively.

"Cousin, I don't think I can accept Mr. Xia as brother-in-law, what do you think?" The short and cute Yi Wenyao said cautiously, from time to time, she would look at the wine seat in front, the visual impact was too strong.

If it wasn't for coming here today, Yi Wenyao wouldn't even know that there is such a dress in the world, what is the difference between this and not wearing it?

This is no son, just like a savage who came out of the prehistoric era.

"I think it's a mistake!" Yi Wenqi wanted to cry, but Xia Zhenggang's appearance directly destroyed her expectations for other Tianjiao, and she regretted: "You said, someone like Xia Yugang is in the Tianjiao list of all heavens and ten thousand realms." On, it should be very few, right?"

"I don't know, but it seems that among the top ten talents, two of them are monsters." Yi Wenyao shook her head.

"Let's still have a chance to find Mr. Ye Qian, I feel like I'm going to be blind!" Yi Wenqi said with a bad look on his face.

"The avenue is on the top, please protect my family from being hit by Mr. Xia!" Liu Ximei prayed in a low voice.

Ye Qian didn't care about it, Xia Yugang's outfit really had a big impact on the boudoir ladies who are ignorant of the world like the Yi family sisters, but to Ye Qian, he didn't see too much, and it didn't feel anything new.

It can be said that the Feng family spent a lot of money for this dust-cleaning feast, even if they are ordinary guests who eat and drink, all kinds of delicacies are extraordinary and not ordinary.

Ye Qian's table is full of girls, and they pay attention to their posture and interests when eating, which gives Ye Qian a chance to show his skills. He eats more than the other nine girls, but he seems to eat well. The speed of reduction does not mention how much slower the other wine tables are. It can be said that he can support the appetite of the entire wine table by himself, and the other girls are dumbfounded.

Even Yi Wenqi and Yi Wenyao who were beside Ye Qian felt that Ye Qian could really eat, but his feelings were still kept at Lao Zhang's noodle stall, would a starved ghost reincarnate?

In fact, Ye Qian hasn't had a full meal for a long time. With his current cultivation base, eating is just an embellishment, but sometimes useless habits, if kept all the time, are the most formal.

Occasionally drinking wine and eating some delicious food, this is life, not a lunatic who only knows how to practice.

Being brave and diligent on the avenue does not mean not enjoying any scenery along the way.

After drinking for three rounds and halfway through the dinner, Feng Wenzheng, the head of the Feng family with a bushy beard at the main table, got up, started the main program of the cleansing banquet, and gave instructions on cultivation.

Just as Xia Zheng got up, he scanned the audience with tiger eyes, and the terrifying wild and ferocious aura reappeared, causing many weaker practitioners and female guests to fight coldly.

"It's about pointing, but it's also about fighting!" Xia Zhenggang said, his voice was very hoarse with a sense of tearing, as if his voice was completely broken, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

As soon as this remark came out, the scene immediately cooled down. Many people felt that Xia Zhenggang had a brain problem, and those who came to join in the show were all trying to curry favor with Xia Zhenggang or the Cang Lei Tianzong behind him.

Who really wants to fight with a top 100 Tianjiao?

I'm afraid it's boring!

Besides, what they thought was only giving pointers, Xia Zhenggang pointed out two tricks for the men, and Xia Zhenggang took the women into the house. This was the plan of most of the family elders who came here to cheer.

"Those who are below the seventh level of Dao Peeping Realm should not participate..." Xia Zhenggang continued, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief. For most of the younger generation, those who have cultivated to the sixth level of Dao Peeping Realm can be regarded as small achievements and talents. extraordinary.

"Over the seventh level of Dao Realm, no matter who I am facing, I will lower a big realm by myself, and fight empty-handed, without using any Taoist talismans, neither dodge nor dodge, and will not hit hard..."

As soon as Xia Zhenggang's harsh conditions for restricting himself came out, many people immediately frowned. This is because they didn't treat their practitioners of the Dayu Dynasty as human beings at all, and they were too arrogant.

"Does anyone dare to come?" Xia Zhenggang's tiger eyes scanned the audience again, but his attention was basically on the first few rows of banquets. Those who could sit there were basically the elders of Daewoo's ninth level of Taoism.

That's right, he was too lazy to play a few tricks with those young people, wasting time, and he directly targeted the dozen or so local powerhouses like the Daewoo Dynasty.

After a long while, no one answered. Even so, those who can really compete with Xia Zhenggang in the ninth level of the Dao Peering Realm don't want to block their reputations and compete with Xia Zhenggang.

No matter how you say it, Xia Zhenggang is not very old, he is still a younger generation. Even though Xia Zhenggang only has the early stage of the Ninth Layer of Dao Realm, even if he lowers a big realm, there are so many harsh conditions. As far as the top powers of the dynasty are concerned, winning will make Xia Zhenggang and Cang Lei Tianzong unhappy. If they lose, what face do they have to hang out in the imperial city, let alone join Xia Zhenggang and Cang Lei Tianzong? It's a chicken-and-egg fight, don't lose too much.

The old foxes were all pretending to be deaf and dumb, standing still, and the younger generation didn't have that strength at all. For a while, the whole cleansing banquet fell into an embarrassing silence.

"Guangzhong, Mr. Xia, please ask for advice. See if you can learn from Mr. Xia." Feng Wenzheng, the patriarch of the Feng family, could only come out to save the situation. This was completely different from what was planned. It was Xia Zhenggang's own initiative, but Things had come to this, he could only wipe Xia Zhenggang's ass and send his son out to warm up the scene.

Guangzhong's full name is Feng Guangzhong, he is Feng Wenzheng's sixth son, and he is also the most talented in cultivation. He is only in his thirties now, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the seventh level of Dao Realm. Perhaps he is much worse than the top Tianjiao in the city, but in this Age is very rare.

Feng Guangzhong came to the open space in front of the main table in a black brocade suit, held his sword respectfully and bowed his head and said, "Guangzhong's cultivation base is shallow, but he also has a heart of Taoism. I also ask Mr. Xia for advice."

"Alright!" Xia Zhenggang nodded slightly, he knew that he really needed a battle that he could watch to make others make up their minds.

Don't look at him looking like a ferocious wild beast, but as a disciple who joined the Cang Lei Tianzong halfway, he can rise up in just over ten years, so how could he be as ordinary as he looks.

Xia Zhenggang got up slowly, jumped lightly and stood on the other side of the open space, hundreds of steps away from Feng Guangzhong.

"You are at the mid-seventh level of Dao Peeping Realm, so I will control your cultivation at the early stage of sixth level of Dao Peeping!" Xia Zhenggang said slowly, with his hands behind his back, and said to Feng Guangzhong: "Get ready, you can strike at any time. "

Ye Qian looked at the scene, grinned, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" Yi Wenqi, a plump girl, was next to Ye Qian, and when she looked into the field, she could see Ye Qian's side face clearly, noticed that he was laughing inexplicably, and asked through voice transmission.

"This Xia Zhenggang obviously specializes in cultivating the physical body, and he is still following the ancient orthodox path. With his current physical strength, Feng Guangzhong does not need Dao soldiers, and the sword stabbing for a long time may not result in the slightest wound." Ye Qian explained with a smile.

"Then Xia Zheng said just now that there are so many restrictions, what's the use of letting a cultivation base of a big realm?" Yi Wenqi seemed to have suddenly become half smarter, and immediately understood the meaning of Ye Qian's words.

"What do you think?" Ye Qian asked with a half-smile.

Yi Wenqi understood instantly, and said disgustedly: "It's really hypocritical."

"The person carrying the sedan chair needs fame on both sides, it's just a win-win situation." Ye Qian is very open about it, this kind of thing is too common, at least no one suffers in this one, as for whether there is anyone behind, that is Said otherwise.

The Feng family helped Xia Zhenggang set up such a big stage, and what kind of play he would sing depended on Xia Zhigang's wishes.

This side is still talking, but there is already a sharp and unparalleled fighting momentum on Feng Guangzhong in the other field, which is the unique will of swordsmanship to break through ten thousand spells with one sword.

Many practitioners with weak cultivation bases could not even look directly at Feng Guangzhong, because there would be a tingling sensation in their eyes.

"Hey, Xiao Feng, it's ok. If you don't say anything, Guangzhong has become a sword cultivator, and there are successors in the Feng family!" An old man at the ninth level of Dao Realm patted the shoulder of Feng Wenzheng, the head of the Feng family next to him, vaguely envious. .

"Congratulations to Patriarch Feng, another unicorn is born!" The Patriarch with top influence cupped his fists in congratulations, but his tone was a bit sour.

"Master Feng has a successor, and is favored by Mr. Xia. The Feng family will flourish, and it is just around the corner. Congratulations." The middle-aged man sitting at the same table opposite Feng Wenzheng had a gloomy expression, seemingly congratulating, but he meant something else.

The others at the table stopped talking for a moment, and there was an inexplicable brilliance in their eyes. Not all practitioners who use swords can become sword cultivators. Only by mastering the power of the sword and cultivating the will to break through ten thousand spells with one sword can one become a real swordsman.

This kid from the Feng family has really become a sword cultivator. It is not a lie to say that someone will succeed him. There are too few sword cultivators, but his combat power is almost the strongest at the same level. Once he grows up, he will be absolutely terrifying.

It would be fine if the Feng family moved to Lihuo World, but if they stayed in the imperial city, a flourishing Feng family would have to swallow the interests of other families to truly grow.

This is not good news for other families they are doing.

The heads of some top families watched Feng Guangzhong whose sword was getting sharper and sharper. Some sword masters could be invincible at the same level, while some were defeated by the sword halfway. They hoped that Feng Guangzhong would be the latter.

Even Xia Zhenggang at this time was a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet a swordsman in such a small place. Speaking of which, swordsman should be the natural enemy of a cultivator like him who specializes in the body. Unfortunately, Feng Guangzhong is too weak.

If it was the level of Sword Master Zhong Shenxiu or Sword Demon Jiansan, he really didn't dare to test his edge head-on.

"Body and sword in one!"

The sword in Feng Guangzhong's hand was full of red aura, and when the sword reached its peak, the sword in his hand pointed directly at Xia Zhenggang. Feng Guangzhong used the sword in his hand as the edge of the sword, and himself as the body of the sword, turning it into a huge red sword that was ten feet long...