Urban Perspective Little Doctor

The atmosphere was very tense, and the five strong black bodyguards looked very bad. The girl heard Pang Feng’s words and suddenly laughed and said: "Huh, the words are awkward, you are right, all here are my family, you are trespassing I will ask you again, what is your purpose?"

"Uh..." Pang Feng was taken aback, and he suddenly realized that this is not a park at all, but the territory of a private villa. No wonder...

This is a bit embarrassing!

But at this moment, under such circumstances, Pang Feng has no chance of retreating. He immediately smiled and said: "I told you before, I think your sword dancing is a bit interesting, so come and take a look. You think. , If I didn't cough deliberately, you wouldn't find me, would you?

I also have another meaning when I show up, that is, that this old gentleman has a lot of cultivation skills and wants to see something, that's it! "

"Hey, what a big tone!" The girl chuckled, "Is my grandfather's ability you can see if you want to see it? I'll see how arrogant you are!"

After the girl finished speaking, she used her feet hard, a step like Pang Feng rushing over. The stainless steel long sword in her hand followed the potential energy of her body and stabled towards Pang Feng suddenly, coming extremely fast.

Facing the sudden stab of the opponent, Pang Feng immediately concentrated. With this concentration, the girl's moves were like slow motion at once, and the flaws in the moves became extremely clear in Pang Feng's eyes.

Pang Feng stretched out a hand, and flicked his thumb and index finger gently, "Bang Dang!" One finger flicked on the girl's sword. The girl felt the hand holding the sword violently shake, and the steel sword in her hand almost dropped.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the red-faced old man, he couldn't help but suddenly raised his brows and said, "Xiao Ting, I'm going back!"

The girl quickly backed away, only feeling that one of her arms was still tingling, her eyes staring at Pang Feng showed shock.

The red-faced old man waved his hand and said to several bodyguards: "You all get back!"

"This... old general, you..."

"All back!"

"Yes!"

A few black-clothed bodyguards quickly retreated, hiding in the cypress trees, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

The red-faced old man then arched his hands at Pang Feng and said: "This little brother really possesses special skills. He is old and polite. I am also a good martial artist. I have barely achieved some achievements in practicing all the way in my life. Today I will confirm this with my little brother. two."

After the old man finished speaking, he made a starting pose at Pang Feng, and the whole person became very serious.

Pang Feng immediately concentrated, because for an instant, he felt a very dangerous aura, and immediately he didn't dare to push it.

The old man stared at Pang Feng. Suddenly, his figure flickered, and his fist was thrown out in the air. In an instant, the shadow of the fist appeared in the air, and all went towards Pang Feng.

Sure enough, he was much stronger than the young girl, with solid internal strength and quick shots. Such shots made Pang Feng feel a little threatened.

But it was only a threat, the old man's boxing still had many fatal flaws in Pang Feng's eyes.

Immediately Pang Feng didn't rush to shoot, but stepped under his feet, first dodge easily, and then spotted the right time and slapped casually.

In the air, the sky full of fist shadows dissipated, and the palms of the fists collided in the air, making a loud "Boom!" Pang Feng frowned slightly, but the red-faced old man couldn't help taking a step back.

The old man's eyes were full of spirits, and he rushed towards Pang Feng, and soon the two of them fought together.

The old man's speed is very fast and vigorous, and it seems that the power of his fist is very powerful, because his fists are all in the sky.

But Pang Feng's movements are very simple. His steps are easy, and his hands are free, either palms or punches. The battle between the two is not interrupted before, but the more the fight, the more exciting, the more intense the fight.

"Interesting, it's just that the opponent is still a little too weak!" Pang Feng secretly said in his heart, this is his first time to compete with others, which is very novel and interesting.

"The aura of the opponent seems a bit mixed, and the circulation is also very stagnant. It seems that my advantage should still be in the spiritual power. The ratio of the internal power and the spiritual power of the martial artist is still not on the same level."

Spiritual power can only be obtained by tempering the essence of heaven and earth. Compared with spiritual power, internal power is like the same wine. Internal power is sweet potato burnt brewed by earthen methods, while spiritual power is Moutai brewed with exquisite craftsmanship. This gap is really too big.

Besides, the red-faced old man, he is more frightened as he fights, because he expected Pang Feng's cultivation base to be very high, so he did not keep the slightest hand, and his most proud "thousand-hand fist" is his most proud "thousand-hand fist". The speed is not deep and cannot be practiced.

In martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken. The red-faced old man has lived his life with this thousand-hand fist. I don't know how many masters have been defeated in his hands.

But today, he attacked with all his strength, facing a young man who seemed to be just over a decade old, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

He felt that the other party didn't try his best at all. He just shot and dodged casually, and he was exhausted.

"Drink!" He suddenly yelled, his fists were fired in succession, and the fist wind "swish" in the air, and the shadow of the fist was like the tide in the sea. The waves rolled, and the waves were higher than the waves, powerful and powerful. Pressure to Pang Feng pressure over.

The red-faced old man urged the internal strength of his whole body to the extreme, and displayed the unique trick "Thousand Hands Thousand Waves" in "Thousand Hands Fist". Seeing this trick, Pang Feng's eyes could not help but light up, his toes lightly touched his body like a bird , Rose into the sky instantly.

The opponent's wave rushed into the air, and the red-faced old man shouted again. After this wave, a wave of punches was regenerated out of thin air, and this time was when Pang Feng jumped to the highest point, and Pang Feng fell just to be affected by the opponent. Fist waves hit.

At this moment, an unbelievable thing happened. The Pang Feng that was about to fall actually soared up again in the air. Seeing this scene, the red-faced old man's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately stopped his fist and his expression became very different. Respectfully, said:

"The old Fancheng Xie Mingjun has eyes but no knowledge of Mount Tai, and he doesn't even know that his senior is Wu Lin Xuanzun, so he is reckless!"

"Xuanzun?" Pang Feng frowned, a little unclear, so he quickly checked the inheritance of copper coins. Fortunately, there was an explanation about Xuanzun in the inheritance.

It turned out that among the ancient martial arts, the martial artist was called Xuanzun. The so-called "Tong Xuan" means the profound and the mysterious, the wonderful and the wonderful, which can only be understood and cannot be said.

At this point in martial arts cultivation, it is Xuanzun. The hand that Pang Feng just exposed was lifted off the ground. It was clearly exhausted in the air, but suddenly rose out of thin air. This obviously violates basic physical conventions and exceeds normal people’s recognition. Knowing, the red-faced old man concluded that Pang Feng was a Xuanzun martial artist.

Pang Feng saw the fanatical worship in the eyes of the old man. For those who practice martial arts, the achievement of a martial arts master is a great figure. Above the master is Tong Xuan. The red-faced old man has practiced martial arts for a lifetime, and he has seen it today. The first Xuanzun!