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Shi Feng is no outsider in the art of boxing. After practicing the Arhat Zen Technique, Feihua Fist has reached a state of great perfection. His strength is fierce, and combined with Yueying's breaking footwork, it is also one of Shi Feng's trump cards.

However, after seeing Tie Zhan's palm skills, Shi Feng could only secretly admire him. Not to mention the difference in realm between the two, just in terms of the palm skills themselves, Tie Zhan's magical power was far superior to that of Fei Hua Yue Ying Po.

Facing the half-step Nascent Soul demon cultivator, Tu Er Valley Master showed no fear.

His footwork is also extremely fast, his feet are erratic, jumping up and down to the left or right, sometimes with his sword caught in his palm, sometimes with a flying kick.

The Horned Demon Dragon stared with big eyes, "Is this guy doing a great dance? Why are he still dancing!

What's the point of slapping and kicking people from such a distance? It's better to use your sword to chop down this miscellaneous lion! "

While watching the battle attentively, Shi Feng replied, "Master Long, you are wrong. Tu Er is not a great dancer. This is the subtlety of his swordsmanship."

The Horned Demon Dragon laughed, "Are you kidding me? Kicking someone's butt from a distance is also a swordsmanship?"

"Why not!" Shi Feng sighed, "I remember my master told me before that there are different realms of swordsmanship. The first level is the finger sword. When you point your finger, the sword will fly. I have been practicing this level for over a hundred years, and it can barely be considered a level. Learned.

The second level is the integration of body and sword, where the monk's body and the sword merge. At this level, not only the sword can inspire sword energy, but his body can also replace the sword.

You see Tu Er slapping a palm from a distance, it seems like child's play, but in fact, the power of the palm may be the energy of the sword. "

"So, this Tu Laoer has reached the realm of swordsmanship?"

"Yes, and Tu Er's realm is more than that!

When most people practice sword training, one arm may be fused with the sword, but for Tu Ergu Master, the parts of his body that are fused with the sword are not just his arms.

Not only can his fists and feet replace the long sword, but the seemingly random flick of his sleeves also hides his sword energy. This is already the realm of master swordsmanship! "

"Is he more powerful than your master?"

Shi Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, my master and Uncle Daochong are probably no match for this person. In the Tai Chi Sect, perhaps only the master, the master, can compete with him."

"That's true. You have to know that the old lion is a monster with one foot in the fourth level. It's really amazing that this guy named Tu can compete with him. By the way, this old guy Tu has two hands. What kind of swordsmanship can make white flowers float out of the sword?"

"Oh, that's not the swordsmanship, but the reason for the sword in his hand." As a weapon refiner, Shi Feng, who also specializes in swordsmanship, is very familiar with swords. "This sword is called Yue Luoshuangtian, and it is a magic weapon level. The famous sword, as long as mana is poured into it, frost flowers can fly out at will when swung.

The white flowers flying in the sky are not just for beauty, they can also be an illusion to confuse the opponent's sight. It may also be that the sword energy is condensed. If the opponent remains indifferent and lets the white flowers fall on him, he may be hit on the spot. "

Bai Hu said from the side, "Although Tu Er's swordsmanship is excellent, his skill is still far behind. If he continues to fight for a long time, he will not be a match for the dragon and the lion."

Shi Feng nodded, "Yes, Tie Zhan is worthy of being an elder of the Ziyan Dragon Lion Clan. He has superb martial arts and a strong body. Except for the body covering the door, other parts are not afraid of Tu Er's sword energy."

While talking, the two sides on the field raised their swords and flipped their palms, and fought for about ten more moves. The crowds around saw the two men making wonderful moves one after another, and couldn't help but cheer.

Ordinary people are naturally very happy when they hear someone cheering for them. But these colorful sounds were extremely uncomfortable to Tie Zhan's ears.

After all, his level was higher than that of his opponent, but he only ended up in a draw.

Especially on the Monster Clan side, there was a tall, thin, green-faced old man standing in the front row, and his cheers always had a bit of a sinister air.

This old man is also a late third-level cultivator. His name is White Fang, and he is an elder of the Night Wolf Clan.

The Yelang tribe comes from the Qinling tribe and is also one of the five major tribes of the Monster tribe.

The five major tribes are constantly fighting overtly and covertly, and their relations have never been harmonious. At this time, the iron war was unable to attack for a long time, so White Fang was naturally happy to see the joke.

During the fight, Tu Er thrust his sword towards Tie Zhan's navel.

Tu Er had attacked here several times before, but Tie Zhan had always avoided it sideways, not daring to make a direct attack. He expected that this place should be one of his cover doors.

However, this time Tie Zhan let out a low roar and ignored the sword energy at all. He slashed Tu Er's throat with his palms like knives.

As soon as he made this move, Tu Er secretly shouted, "No! This is not the opponent's life gate! The old demon has been deliberately trying to trick me!"

Fortunately, Tu Er's moves didn't make him old. In a hurry, he moved his long sword horizontally to protect his face.

"When" the edge of the iron palm struck the sword edge, it actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing.

What's even more amazing is that Tie Zhan's flesh palm collided with the sharp sword blade. Not to mention bleeding, even a white mark was not left behind.

Tu Er's footing was unstable and he took seven or eight steps back, his expression changing sharply.

Tie Zhan had fought against Tu Er before, but he only used 60% of his strength, but this palm used 80% of his strength. He thought he was going to make the opponent vomit blood, but Tu Er actually hit it hard.

Four or five people from the human race rushed over to protect Tu Er and prevent Tie Zhan from pursuing him.

Among them, Wan Shitong supported Tu Er and asked anxiously, "Master Tu Valley, are you okay?"

Half of Tu Er's body was numb, and his magic power circulated twice before he exhaled and said loudly, "It doesn't matter!"

The green-faced old man with white teeth smiled and said, "Okay! He actually dared to take the broken gold hand of the railway fellow and was unscathed, that's amazing!"

His words clearly praised Tu Er, but secretly they hurt Tie Zhan.

Wanshitong said loudly, "Both of them have played more than three hundred moves, but there is still no winner. Let's call this round a draw."

There was an immediate uproar from the demon tribe, "What? Isn't this considered a winner?"

"This is unreasonable! I almost vomited blood and fell down!"

The human race also shouted, "What is it if it's not a tie?"

"Which of your eyes can tell that Mr. Tu has lost? Are you defeated by taking two steps back?"

After two arguments, the voice got louder and louder. The demon clan was already grumpy. During the quarrel, many demon cultivators rolled up their arms and sleeves, preparing to fight.

Shi Feng didn't know what was going on and sent a message to Cui Xiaoxian, "Fellow Daoist Cui, what's going on? What kind of game is there to determine the winner?"

Cui Xiaoxian replied, "It's a long story..."

"Then please keep it short." Shi Feng interrupted.

"Yes, yes." Cui Xiaoxian was a little embarrassed, "A few of us entered the Peacock Palace to avoid the beast tide, but we met many demon cultivators on the way.

After asking, I found out that when a local beast tide broke out, they didn't even recognize the monsters from other places and killed them all.

These demon cultivators also ran into the Peacock Palace to avoid the beast tide.

Because of the restrictions on the Peacock Palace, the local monsters could not enter after chasing them to the mountain gate.

Everyone was panicked for a while, but after realizing that the beast tide couldn't get in, they gradually felt relieved.

As a result, somehow, while everyone was talking, the peacock’s treasure came up again, so..."

"So the human race and the demon race started fighting again?"

"Fellow Daoist Shi guessed it right! Previously, the demon and demon tribes joined forces to massacre the human race, and the three tribes were already furious.

Now that they met in the Peacock Palace, if they disagreed, it was inevitable that they would start fighting again.

The two sides had a small fight at first, and then called friends, and more and more people gathered together. "

Shi Feng was puzzled, "If this is the case, then there should be a melee between the two sides. Why are Tu Er and Tie Zhan the only ones doing the fighting, while you are just watching from the sidelines?"

Cui Xiaoxian explained, "Thanks to Mr. Know-It-All, Mr. Wan, he tried his best to persuade both parties to stay calm. He also said that the tide of beasts broke out. If we kill each other, the result will be a crane and a clam fighting for the fisherman's profit."

Feng Qitong was very surprised when he heard this, "Although this Mr. Wan is not very good at magical powers, he has a very clear mind and a unique insight."