132 sloppy Taoist

Wang Feng was still not in a hurry. He still punched Changqing, and the faces of Elder Zhu and others on the stage changed again. Wang Feng's Changqingquan's moves this time have not changed, but it doesn't seem to be the same thing. The previous use was the standard Evergreen Fist. This time, it seemed that every punch was re-entering the mountains. It was extremely simple. The fierce Elder Zhu's heart flashed and actually integrated the mountain into the Evergreen Fist.

The boxing is extremely powerful, and Wang Feng actually understood the boxing to this extent. Awesome, Li Shentong asked himself to pay attention to Wang Feng, saying that he didn't believe it, but now he believes it a little. Did you accept him as a disciple? Elder Zhu calculated it. Wu Qing felt bad as soon as he fought. Wang Feng's fist was strong, and he was almost dispersed before the knife light and knife gas approached. He is extremely powerful, but he feels that he is not an opponent.

So the knife attack became more fierce, and the knife wind was faint, as if cutting through the air and breaking everything. Wang Feng waved his fist, as if it were a stubborn stone. Anyway, he couldn't attack. In the end, Wang Feng punched and foot, and the peak was hidden, and finally formed a mountain that directly pressed over. With a bang, Wu Qing was also shot out.

The battle continues. Although Wang Feng defeated a master of the Yuanying period and a Jindan period, they are not very good, and the challenges are still endless. However, they are not geniuses. He was beaten down by Wang Feng Changqing. At the same time, without dealing with one person, Wang Feng applied the different laws he understood. It seemed to be a boxing. For a while, it was as thick as a mountain and as weak as water. Everyone defeated it with different punches.

Two days have passed, and there have been eight golden elixirs. The master of Yuanying was defeated. At this moment, a figure flashed and appeared on the martial arts stage. In his thirties, he looked untidy, and his Taoist robes were full of filth, holding an iron-like broken sword in his hand. On one stage, he said to Wang Feng, "Kid, you have aroused my interest. I'm afraid your Evergreen fist can't deal with me. If there is no other means, you can admit defeat!"

Wang Feng glanced over. Unexpectedly, a Yuanying master was not greedy, but it was interesting. As soon as he finished speaking, the iron-like sword in his hand was shot out. In an instant, countless small swords appeared, and the golden light flashed at Wang Feng. Xiaogeng Jinshu, that is, the Xiaogeng gold swordsmanship of martial arts. The martial artist is practicing swordsmanship and understanding the meaning of Gengjin. Immortals are different again. That is to attract the spirit of Gengjin into the body, cultivate the sword embryo, and cultivate it to break the ten thousand methods with a flying sword.

This person is different. He actually cultivated Yuanying and used it with a sword, which is simply incoherent. However, Wang Feng did not dare to joke. As soon as those small swords appeared, they were actually condensed by the pure spirit of Gengjin. The little sword shot over to break through the air, as if tearing the space, in the sky and on the ground, in all directions. It's so powerful that Wang Feng doesn't understand whether this Taoist priest is a martial arts practice or a Taoist practice.

So Wang Feng's boxing method changed again. One punched out, a dragon, and an elephant roared up to the sky. Around Wang Feng, he shook his head and waved his tail, and actually scattered those small swords, but there was still a small sword into the dragon elephant's body. Soon the dragon elephant was broken and dispersed. However, Wang Feng punched one after another, and countless dragon elephants appeared, constantly offsetting those small swords. The two people on the stage fought with each other and became a big ball.

Dragon elephant, the little sword flying around can hardly see anyone. Elder Zhu curiously opened his eyes and asked to the person on the side, "Who is that Taoist priest? Why is he still an outside disciple?" Several people were stunned, but an inner disciple who had managed the outer door said, "We all call him a sloppy Taoist priest. Started 20 years ago. The cultivation is growing slowly, and everyone is laughing.

Later, I found a mountain to practice alone and went out into the library, but it was difficult to see people. I didn't expect it to be amazing. Elder Zhu nodded and stopped talking. At this time, the battle between the two had reached the most fierce level. The sloppy Taoist suddenly split dozens of swords and instantly turned into a sword. Suddenly, a golden sword appeared. As soon as it appeared, it fluctuated and seemed to crack the space. Under a sword, the air was cut open and went directly to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng also punched dozens of times and instantly turned into a huge golden dragon. A huge flying elephant rushed to the huge sword. A loud noise seemed to be an earthquake in the sky, and his energy was overflowing. The defense shield of the ring is broken in an instant, and obviously the attack power is greater than that of the ordinary genfold master. At the same time, a figure fell to the ground.

But the sloppy Taoist was shaken out. Elder Zhu waved his big sleeves, and a big sleeve appeared out of thin air, and suddenly sucked all those turbulence into the big sleeves. The sloppy Taoist who fell to the ground laughed. He said, "Thank you, brother. I realized that Yuan Shencheng!" As soon as the words fell, the air of heaven and earth rolled in, and the momentum kept growing in an instant, and finally there was a fierce sword spirit all over. Unexpectedly, they are all golden swords.

Elder Zhu was stunned: "Why did you turn into a sword?" Yuanshen turned into a sword, and no one has practiced it like that. However, after cultivation, I hardly know how to practice later. They are all trapped in the Yuanshen period. Generally speaking, whether it is martial arts or immortals, they are all humanoid gens. The sloppy Taoist disappeared regardless of the shaking of these bodies into sword light.

Wang Feng appeared on the stage, his face turned a little pale, and nothing else had any effect. Now it's all quiet. Everyone can see the sloppy Taoist cultivation. Come out of the two masters of the Yuanshen period that no one has challenged in the ring. I'm afraid that no one else is right in the outer door. So no one challenged the next few days until the end of the big match. Wang Feng finally entered the ranks of inner disciples.