A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng was even more angry when he heard his words. His face was already extremely cold, and his voice was even colder: "I don't understand what you are saying. The little sister is my little sister. I really don't know what her affairs have to do with you. I hope you don't meddle in other people's business."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back.

But at this moment, a man walked out in front of him and blocked his way.

Wan Daoyi was even more furious at this moment. For many years, he had never lost face like this and was very angry.

"Get out of the way," Qingfeng said in a bad tone.

The man in front of Qingfeng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "If you want to leave, it's not that easy. You angered my senior brother. You can only leave after you apologize."

Qingfeng looked at him coldly, clenched his fists and said: "What if I don't."

"Humph, then it depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying that, the man immediately raised his head and showed a rough face, and his eyes were even sharper.

"If you really want to leave, you can. I heard that you are very strong. My junior brother is also the best at this sect. He is good at both physical and magic. Today, you two will fight each other. If you win, you can leave. If not, just bow down and apologize to me." Wan Daoyi's voice came slowly, and it was changed to a cold tone.

"It is Kaiyangxing Mo Dashou. His strength has reached the great perfection of foundation building. If you are afraid, just apologize directly."

After this person finished speaking, he took off his cloak, revealing a set of armor that was also shining with golden light, but the shoulder of this armor was a tiger, and the shoulder of Wan Daoyi was a flying dragon.

Qingfeng looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and then said very straightforwardly: "Okay."

Mo Dashou heard that his answer was very straightforward, and there was a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

Then the two stood in the garden, each gathering strength, to see who was stronger and who was weaker.

Qingfeng's Hegemon Body Art has reached the eighth level, and his strength has reached an astonishing 150,000. He is no longer the same as before entering the secret realm.

After all, at that time, he could not reach 50,000 at full strength, and the most important point is that the Demonic Blood Jade replaced his bones and flesh for him, so he can be said to have completely replaced a new body, a more solid body.

Let alone ordinary swords, even magic weapons and spiritual swords, it would be useless to hurt him without a certain level of skill.

At this time, he saw the light flashing on his fist, and a great force began to gather.

Mo Dashou sneered, thinking that Qingfeng was still young, and he had both physical and magic skills, and had already built a great foundation. He was a genius that Taixuan Sect only saw once in 500 years, and his Vajra Art was practiced to the extreme.

If his own strength is combined with the skills, his strength can reach up to 120,000 pounds. He also visited Qingfeng when he was fighting, and carefully commented that it was only 50,000 or 60,000 at most.

Originally, he and Qingfeng were both body cultivators, and they should have sympathized with each other. Unfortunately, this guy was too ignorant and didn't know how high the sky was. He was so arrogant at a young age. Today, he had to teach him a lesson so that he would know that there are always people better than you.

Thinking of this, his fist was also shining with golden light, and the flesh and blood color faded, and it was replaced by a layer of skin like gold. It was the state of his operation of the Great Vajra Jue technique.

Looking at the people present, Zhongli had disappeared long ago, but he went to find the elders in secret.

Qingyun looked concerned and was extremely anxious. He hoped that Zhongli could come back as soon as possible to stop this fight. He knew Qingfeng's strength. Although he was extremely powerful, he was only at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.

Who was opposite him? It was Mo Dashou, known as the Hercules Bull. It was said that this person once lifted the Xuantian Ding weighing 100,000 jin, and he was not out of breath and his body was not weak. His strength was unfathomable. He was only one step away from entering the Dan stage.

Mu Aoxue watched Qingfeng actually fight against such an opponent without showing any panic, showing full masculinity. She really admired him in her heart. If she hadn't already had a lover, she would have been moved and wanted to marry him.

Wan Daoyi snorted in his heart. This Qingfeng really didn't know what was good for him. A yellow mouth kid really didn't know the height of the world. He thought that he could turn the world upside down with some strength.

The remaining few people had different intentions in their eyes. Some were puzzled, some were contemptuous, and some were disdainful.

The biggest thought in everyone's mind was who gave him the courage (Fish Leong?)

Looking at the field again, Qingfeng's fist was extremely solid at this moment, and at this moment, he could only see that the light of his fist was restrained as if he had returned to nature.

The white jade fist even hid the light, which made everyone a little confused.

In fact, this was Qingfeng's sudden induction, corresponding to the Tao in the secret scroll of the heavenly book.

The Great Daoist returns to the original state, extracts its essence, and makes every bit of energy play its maximum role. The highest meaning is to use it in the invisible.

The sudden enlightenment made Qingfeng feel that his consciousness was sublimated.

The fist of Mo Dashou on the opposite side had already been shining with golden light. At this moment, he dared to guarantee that the force this time had exceeded 130,000 pounds, which had exceeded his limit.

He wanted to teach Qingfeng the biggest lesson.

"Take it"

As he said, Mo Dashou's fist had already hit him. When the fist moved, it caused a rumbling sound. I don't know how terrifying the force of this blow was. M.

At this moment, several rays of light flashed in the sky, and Cangquan and Muye Zhenren arrived. The two were in mid-air, and it was too late to stop them. They could only sigh and hope that Qingfeng would not be beaten to death. After this incident, the two must go to the Demon Suppression Palace and ask Daoxuan Sect for an explanation.

Qingfeng moved, punched out without sound, and it seemed ordinary. The sound was restrained, just like Acalanatha.

The two fists finally collided with each other, and a dazzling light flashed instantly.

A loud "bang" sound came late, and then a violent force spread out with the two fists as the center.

The terrifying energy swept everything with great power.

The energy at this time had exceeded everyone's expectations. Everyone hurriedly controlled the magic weapon to barely hold on. Even so, those with weaker strength kept retreating and were beaten by the energy.

Cangquan and Muye Zhenren were shocked when they saw this scene. They thought that Qingfeng would be seriously injured by this blow. The people of Taiyi Sect even thought that Qingfeng was useless. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. It was impossible to compete.

Why did this guy have to be so stubborn and impulsive? Everyone blamed him in their hearts for a while.

Wan Daoyi looked at the scene in the field, frowning a little surprised. He didn't expect that the two would make such a big noise.

At this moment, he thought in his heart, did Dashou go too far? If he really beat that guy to death, it would be difficult for him to explain.