Feng Daozi Liu Pengfei!

This is a really strong opponent.

A few months ago, Zhang Qingyuan had a big battle with the other party.

In the end, if it weren't for relying on the inner armor of the top-grade magic weapon level, who personally experienced the opponent's attack several times and discovered his attack method, it would be said that Zhang Qingyuan was really defeated in that battle.

"It seems that that guy has also made some progress!"

Looking at the lingering phantom of martial arts true meaning above the ring, Zhang Qingyuan's eyes flashed slightly and he said to himself in his heart.

certainly,

Liu Pengfei has improved, and Zhang Qingyuan has improved even more!

Whether it is to understand the power of the wind's artistic conception after the war, or to make a breakthrough in the stroke of the wind in the Western Wilderness, and to improve the progress of the cultivation level.

If the other party faces Liu Pengfei again and the other party only performs this way, then there will be no suspense in the end.

"Awesome, this is the top genius among the inner sects!"

"I can't even see their fighting figures. I just feel that the light and shadow flash, and I don't know how many moves the battle lasted until the battle ended!"

"It's terrible. If I face such an opponent in the inner goal competition, I can only throw myself into the position of giving up."

The inner disciples around them sighed.

Some people also talked about the last battle.

"I heard that this is the first move that Feng Daozi has been practicing for several months since he was defeated in that battle!"

"I didn't expect to recover so soon."

"Senior Brother Feng Daozi is already so powerful, I don't know how good is that senior brother Zhang Qingyuan!"

"Hmph! That kid is just a villain who can beat Senior Brother Liu by relying on the power of external objects. If he had a dignified battle, how could Senior Brother Liu really lose to him?!"

Someone talked about Zhang Qingyuan, and his words were filled with sighs.

However, some people were dissatisfied with Zhang Qingyuan's battle with the most cherished top-grade defensive magic weapon, and believed that Zhang Qingyuan was not strong enough to win that day.

If it is a fair battle, it may not be a rival to Senior Brother Liu.

"If you talk about real strength, then Zhang Qingyuan may not be in any position. The inner gate competition is approaching. Which genius seed with intention has not prepared one or two trump cards? In my opinion, Senior Brother Feng Daozi was afraid that he didn't want to expose his trump cards in front of other enemies that day, so he didn't reveal it."

"Everything is in the inner gate competition. At that time, it will be a genius or a mediocre person, so we will naturally know how to tell you!"

A group of monks kept arguing.

They spoke one after another.

"Well, maybe there is really this possibility!"

At this time, he heard the words of the monks around him, Zhang Qingyuan recalled the battle with Feng Daozi that day and said secretly in his heart.

In the battle that day, I did make a breakthrough in the face of the battle and peeked out the flaws in the opponent's methods.

Then he grasped the flaw through his keenness and severely injured Feng Daozi in one fell swoop.

Among them,

There may not be no factors that are careless.

After all, except for the artistic conception it showed, the other party did not show any trump card. If there were no one or two magic weapons, no one would believe it.

Maybe it's not really careless, or maybe it's because it doesn't want to expose the last trump card in such an irrelevant matter.

There are many possibilities.

certainly,

No matter how the other party hides, Zhang Qingyuan is not afraid at all now.

"I'm looking forward to the inner door competition!"

Zhang Qingyuan looked at the ring not far away deeply, and without caring about the various discussions of fellow monks around him, he was about to leave.

But at this moment,

call!

A stream of invisible and traceless true energy suddenly fell from the sky, turning into a tangible and invisible thrust, breaking the monks around Zhang Qingyuan without leaving any trace.

It seems that there is an unpredictable mysterious aura that has arrived in the dark.

A shadow is like a wisp of white smoke, and its body is flying, like a wind catching air, light as a feather, slowly descending from mid-air.

The figure was fluttering in white clothes, standing with his hands behind his back, facing away from Zhang Qingyuan.

An invisible momentum shocked the world, and everyone around felt a heavy pressure permeating their hearts, and the figures squeezed away couldn't help but retreat one after another.

I was shocked by that momentum for a momentum and dared not say anything.

"You're Zhang Qingyuan?"

The white figure sounded faintly, and the words were questions, but the sound was indeed full of affirmation.

"Who are you? I wonder if you have any advice for Zhang?"

Zhang Qingyuan's face was plain, without any expression.

The person in front of him is undoubtedly a strong enemy.

Just standing there, the breath emitted casually is like the oscillation of the sea of ​​abyss, with an unfathomable meaning.

His breath,

He was even no less than the red-robed bishop that Zhang Qingyuan faced that day!

but,

So what?

"Give you two choices. One is to apologize to fellow Daoist Liu Pengfei and publicly eat what you said. The other is that when you reach the inner gate competition, I will beat you half to death."

The man in white dress is windless and his tone is calm.

It's like telling a very ordinary fact.

"Yeah?"

Zhang Qingyuan's face was still calm. He didn't know what he was thinking, but the corner of his mouth was grinning and showing a smile.

A slightly hideous smile.

"Sorry, I am a man born with a bad bone. I have to be beaten up by someone. I will ask this senior brother for advice at that time!"

The air around is a little depressed.

There was silence around.

No one speaks.

"Ha, that's fine. I hope I can meet you in the competition, but don't be eliminated halfway. I hope you can still maintain such calmness at that time. By the way, I would like to remind you that the best defensive magic weapon is not omnipotent. The moment you are exposed, it is enough for people to find a way to crack it."

The figure in Baiyi glanced at Zhang Qingyuan lightly, as if he was looking at a speck of dust.

I didn't care at all, it seemed that I just wanted to recognize this dust slightly.

then,

The figure took a step forward, but it was like his feet shrinking into an inch. He clearly walked away slowly, but he felt a sense of space and flashing a few flashes in an instant.

"Who is that?"

The atmosphere around seemed a bit depressing.

The pressure left by the man before was still lingering in everyone's hearts, making everyone around him feel like a stone was pressed down.

"Hiss, that's the White Dragon Sword Guest Yuwen Shaochuan, among the entire inner disciples, the top three must have a place!"

Someone gasped and said authentically.

There was a commotion around me, and countless people whispered.

"How could such a big man appear here, and how could he make a feud with Zhang Qingyuan?"

"Who knows? But it seems that it should be a conflict between the steady and radicals. I don't know why the White Dragon Swordsman took action..."

Zhang Qingyuan heard the whispers around him.
Chapter completed!