The old man with a beard looked at the body of the old man with a miserable death, then looked at the old monk beside him, and said with some hatred: "This is what you said, "There is what you said, "There is nothing you want!" His words were filled with hatred, and they were said with gritted teeth.

The old monk also opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a little unbelievable, "Impossible, he has obviously been poisoned by elixirs. He cannot have such combat power, and after fighting with me in such a game, is he still so strong? He must be pretending!"

Zeng Yunfeng stood still, calmly, calmly adjusting his breathing.

The Thunder Hand Kung Fu was created by Zeng Yunfeng back then, but this is a broken martial art, which can really be said to be used as a trump card.

Zeng Yunfeng had not used this martial arts for a long time, and the martial arts of the Thunder Hand had great flaws. When he injured Ouyang Feng, if it weren't for Ouyang Feng's fight with Huang Yaoshi, the Thunder Hand would have almost no chance of hitting him. But at that time, Ouyang Feng was careless and made a contribution.

At this time, these people were the same. They wanted to wait for a fisherman to compete for the profits of the snipe and clam to win, and then Zeng Yunfeng succeeded.

But this thunderbolt is incomparable. The possibility of coming here is very small, unless the strength gap is very large.

However, the effect of this thunderbolt player was very critical. Three people besieged Zeng Yunfeng. Zeng Yunfeng didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to escape without hesitation. But if he killed one of them in an instant, Zeng Yunfeng had the confidence to deal with the remaining few people.

After all, these masters in the world are more and more willing to cherish their lives as they get older. As long as they don’t fight to the death, they may have the possibility of capsizing.

Zeng Yunfeng glanced coldly at the two old men and smiled, "Haha, you two, you are not from the Yuan Dynasty court, why should you come to this muddy water?"

"If I can't kill me today, wouldn't I have become enemies with me? You should also know how many masters of the Beggar Gang's Blood Refining Hall are. There are many talented people among them, and you probably don't know how many excellent people are."

"As long as I have a breath today and just leave a word, aren't you afraid of those who come later?"

"In addition, this Zhongyuan will sooner or later be the rebels' world. Do you no longer consider it?"

The black bearded old man and the bearded old man looked at each other and felt a desire to retreat.

The old monk hurriedly said, "Two, don't listen to this boy's nonsense. If he didn't kill him here today, with his revenge, he would definitely not let go of the two and their disciples."

"Since this is the case, it is better to cut off the weeds and eliminate future troubles."

The old man in black gritted his teeth, "Master, this statement is reasonable."

When the old monk saw the two of them, he knew that if they didn't use any tricks, they might run away.

These guys, one by one, are all old foxes. It took a lot of money to ask them to take action.

If Zeng Yunfeng easily escaped at this time, it would be a real bad thing.

Thinking of this, the old monk suddenly moved his body and punched Zeng Yunfeng directly, "You two, don't you help?"

Zeng Yunfeng's left palm faced the old monk's left fist, and a roar roared, and he fell into a stalemate for a while.

When two old men with black beards and beards saw this scene, they immediately bullied themselves.

One punch and one palm hit Zeng Yunfeng, but at this time the three of them felt that the attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it had no effect.

The black-bearded old man frowned and suddenly thought of something, and said in horror: "The universe is moving!"

The old monk's left hand suddenly shook and shouted: "Don't you use all your strength? Are you waiting to die!"

The old man with a beard also showed horror on his face, but he outputted his full strength. The internal energy of the body continued to rush into Zeng Yunfeng's body and resisted Zeng Yunfeng's true energy.

"How come this kid has such deep internal strength?" The black-bearded old man felt more frightened as he tried his best. "This kid has only been practicing martial arts for many years. Why is his internal strength so deep? Even if he practices the Great Transfer of the Universe, he should not be so scary."

To be honest, Zeng Yunfeng has never practiced the martial arts of the Great Transfer of the Universe, but he has never practiced it, but he has never practiced it.

Zeng Yunfeng always had a question mark on these martial arts that were not created by him, because some of the martial arts that were created were often created by someone in the last few levels, and most of the people who created martial arts could not figure out what the method was.

If you learn martial arts but practice blindly, you may practice yourself in the ditch.

The same was true for Huang Laoxie's creation of the Record of Merit and Creation.

Huang Laoxie himself couldn't understand the last few layers of the Record of Merit and Creation, and he hadn't finished practicing it himself.

Therefore, Zeng Yunfeng mostly looked at these magical secrets in the world, absorbed their experience, rather than practicing them all. Only by creating the martial arts he had created, he should know what kind of way it was and how to practice it.

However, with martial arts like the Great Shift of the Universe, even a person like Yang Dingtian will become possessed by mistake until the last person is accidentally practiced, let alone anything else.

So although Zeng Yunfeng has seen the Great Transfer of the Universe, he has never practiced it.

However, his kung fu is not a great shift in the universe, but a shift in the stars.

The old monk's face became darker and darker, "This is not the great movement of the universe, but the shift of stars."

The old monk's knowledge is much higher than these people. The martial arts and secrets of the royal secrets of the Yuan Dynasty are much richer than those of these sects.

The Yuan Dynasty did nothing else, but he was very enthusiastic about collecting various skills in martial arts.

All kinds of skills, techniques, strange and erotic skills, and secret scripts in the world are included in the Royal Secret Collection, and the least they are described.

Mongolia first conquered many countries such as Central Asia, and recorded all kinds of magical things produced in those places, and even moved some parchment scrolls and even books back directly.

Therefore, the old monk has a very broad knowledge, so there is naturally an introduction to the Royal Secret of the martial arts of Dou Zhuang Xingshi.

At this time, the black-bearded old man's whole face was trembling, his muscles were twitching, and his black beard began to turn from black to white.

After a while, he turned from a black-bearded and black-haired old man to a gray-bearded and mottled old man, and his face gradually turned blue.

The muscles on the face began to relax and wrinkles were exposed.

The black bearded old man and the bearded old man looked at each other, and with a sudden force, the bang, the few people shook them away one after another.

The old man with black beard gently kicked on the pillar of the Main Hall and jumped onto the beam. The voice came from afar, "Old monk, sorry, we have to take a step first. This kid is too tricky!" As he said that, he was about to escape from the big hole in the roof of the Main Hall where the collapsed sky had collapsed, but Zeng Yunfeng smiled contemptuously.

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