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Leng Jinghong responded, without saying a word, and jumped to the spiritual platform.

"Oh! Are you willing to come up?" Lin Fugui teased and turned to Li Xunle, "Mr. Li, are you going to come up or me?"

"You go. This kind of small role, Young Master Lin can handle it at will. Why do I need to take action?" Li Xun said happily.

"No, I think you're going to go? Didn't the Li family and the Leng family have some holidays? Young Master Li disliked him again, why not take this opportunity to teach him a lesson?" Lin Fugui gave in.

"I said to Mr. Lin, are you stupid? I'm thinking about you." Li Xun said happily.

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"Didn't you fall in love with that maid Dong Qiaoqiao? As long as you fuck Leng Jinghong down and let the maid know how useless his young master is in front of you, I believe that maid will definitely look at you with admiration, and maybe you can win the maid's heart in one fell swoop." Li Xunle responded.

"As for the holidays between my Li family and Leng family, I don't think he likes him. What's the matter in front of Lin Shao's happiness? Right? So, it's better for Lin Shao to take action." He concluded, pretending to be generous.

"It seems that this is true." Lin Fugui nodded.

This scene made Leng Jinghong look weird, wanting to laugh, but he is also a little angry.

Li Xunle and Lin Fugui were actually pushing each other, arguing about who would repair him?

What do you think of him as? The fish on that board can only be slaughtered? Or a soft persimmon, anyone can pinch it?

He sneered and suddenly interrupted, "No need to argue. Two trash, whoever comes first and who comes later is not the same? No, I am in a hurry, but I don't have time to waste with you, so you should go together." His tone was extremely calm, but he was extremely domineering. His sleeves fluttered, his head was covered in black hair without wind, and he looked extraordinary.

"Arrogant!"

"Shadowless!"

Li Xunle and the others shouted at the same time. They felt that they were being looked down upon by Leng Jinghong. They had successfully opened their spirits and completed the foundation building. What about Leng Jinghong? It's just a waste that has not even reached the Qi Condensation Period. What qualifications do they have to let them go together?

Isn't this a big joke?

However, is it a joke?

Leng Jinghong sneered: "Arrogant? Hey! Then let's see if I am really arrogant? You won't go together, right? Okay, I'll do it!"

After he said that, he raised his foot and walked towards Li Xunle and the others. In just a moment, a shocking blood burst out from his body, and a terrifying force burst out on him. As he walked, the entire spirit-opening platform was trembling, making a thunderous sound, like a drum sound, and it seemed like thunder.

This scene was shocking. Everyone felt the extremely powerful power hidden in Leng Jinghong's body.

Li Xunle and Lin Fugui's faces changed drastically.

At the scene, only the two of them felt the most appropriate to Leng Jinghong's power, because Leng Jinghong was coming straight towards them. Leng Jinghong suddenly changed from a harmless boy to a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, which was unimaginable.

Li Xunle and Lin Fugui looked at each other, and uneasiness flashed in their eyes.

"Since he is seeking death, let him do it!" Li Xunle said coldly, and rushed towards Leng Jinghong first.

"Iron Wood Fist!" He shouted. On the way, his fist had already been blasted out, and the fist wind was surging, and the energy surged with a devastating momentum, aiming at Leng Jinghong.

The worldly martial arts are the same as weapons, and can also be divided into seven levels: heaven, earth, mystery, Tao, law, spirit, and treasure. They are commonly known as Heavenly Art, Earth Art, Mystery Art, Taoist Art, Law Art, Spirit Art, and Treasure Art.

Each level can also be divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Tiemu Fist is the unique skill of the Li family, and ranks among the middle grade of the Spiritual Arts. In this Jianhai Town, it is one of the best martial arts skills. It is like Tiemu crossing the sky, with a sharp and extremely fast momentum, and few people can resist it.

Li Xunle made a move to suppress his unique skills, which shows the pressure Leng Jinghong brought to him at this moment.

"Okay!" Lin Fugui responded, following Li Xunle, and then used his skills. He was covered in cold air. He raised his palm and slapped Leng Jinghong.

He used a martial art called the Hanpo Palm. Just like the Tiemu Fist, the Hanpo Palm is also the Lin family's unique skill, and is ranked among the middle class of the Lingzhi. However, wherever Lin Fugui's cold palm passed, the water vapor in the void condensed into snow-white frost and fell down.

In fact, the most amazing thing about the Ice Soul Palm is not the power of each palm, but the softness and hardness, and it continues to be continuous. If you are not careful, you will fall into the endless backhand of the Ice Soul Palm, which is difficult to escape and unable to extricate yourself.

Just when everyone thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers, Leng Jinghong suddenly stopped, his momentum also restrained, and his whole body became as unmoved as a mountain.

Since Li Xunle and the other two had taken action, Leng Jinghong decided to give them a chance to see why they were so confident?

Why do you think of him as prey and snatch him away?

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xunle and Lin Fugui had attacked Leng Jinghong at the same time. The fist wind was strong and the palm force was raging, making Leng Jinghong's clothes flutter.

"Be careful!" Someone exclaimed, but suddenly felt a flash in front of him. Leng Jinghong had already appeared two feet behind Li Xunle and the others. His belt was fluttering, his posture was calm, and he was so cool.

"So fast!" Many people swallowed, and they didn't even see Leng Jinghong's actions.

Xiao Qitian's pupils suddenly shrank, "I said intimately: What a wonderful step."

His eyesight is not comparable to those people.

In his eyes, Leng Jinghong took just two quick steps and crossed the joint blockade between Li Xunle and the others, and appeared behind the latter. Between the rise and fall, like a tiger coming out of the forest, or like a python turning into a dragon and soaring into abyss. The footwork is indeed extremely exquisite.

What surprised Xiao Qitian even more was that he suddenly discovered that Leng Jinghong had already made his body eighth level. The latter had not yet been washed away.

Without washing dust, Leng Jinghong's physique could actually enter the eighth level of bodybuilding within half a year. If it were in the past, Xiao Qitian would definitely think it was impossible.

However, Leng Jinghong did it.

No! It should be said that Leng Jinghong, the cheap master, made the former do it. It seems that this person is really not simple, and you have to get to know him if you have the chance.

The figure of Leng Jinghong was simply lost in front of him. Li Xunle and the other two were shocked, turned around quickly, and were on guard, but found Leng Jinghong looking at them with a sneering look.

Leng Jinghong heard it slightly mocking: "This is the strength you are proud of? It's not so good!"

Mu Lingfeng and Leng Jinghong were angry when they heard this, their faces turned ashen and red and white.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't hide if you have the ability!" Li Xunle snorted coldly.

"I'm giving you a chance. Are you fighting to fix me? I'll wait." Leng Jinghong teased.

Lin Fugui's eyes were very cold when he heard this, without saying nonsense. He slapped Leng Jinghong with three palms in the air. Each palm was full of energy and came in a fierce manner.

Li Xunle did not dare to be negligent. His body movements turned rapidly, his hands came out at the same time, and the iron-wood fists came in both directions. The fist force was raging, majestic, fierce and domineering.

A trace of contempt flashed between Leng Jinghong's eyebrows, and his figure moved, and he appeared behind the two again, continuing to ridicule: "Oh? What a powerful foundation-building powerhouse. You can't even touch the corner of my clothes, why do you be proud?"

Li Xunle's face was gloomy and angry.

Lin Fugui just turned around and attacked Leng Jinghong again, and the cold air in his palm became more and more amazing.

Seeing this, Li Xunle took a deep breath and forced his anger down. The iron fist came out together, and the carrier was full of energy and resisted Leng Jinghong's vital body.

At this moment, the two showed an amazing tacit understanding, one in front and one behind, one in left and one right, the fists and palms were connected, and the cooperation was seamless. Many people outside the field couldn't help but cheer in unison.

However, facing the seemingly unsolvable attack of Li Xunle and the others, Leng Jinghong's response was extremely calm. Every time he waited for the two of them to attack, he used his steps to dodge, his sleeves fluttered and his body was as elegant as a rosy person, so he was so cool.

When they appeared behind Li Xunle and the others, they spoke sarcastically.

Li Xunle and Lin Fugui turned a deaf ear to Leng Jinghong's sarcasm.

They cooperated more and more closely, and the offensive became faster and faster. The Li family and Lin family's bottom-pressing skills were successively shot out, dazzling everyone.

Many people nodded secretly. Although Li Xunle and the other two were playboys, they were really talented. At a young age, they could master the special skills of the Li family and the Lin family to this point. Leng Jinghong did not dare to take it head-on and could only avoid it.

The eyes of those who know how to do things are getting more and more serious. Li Xunle and Lin Fugui's offensive are fast, but they still can't touch Leng Jinghong's corner of clothes.

It can only be said that Leng Jinghong is faster than them.

What's more, facing Li Xunle and the others were overwhelmed with the continuous attacks, Leng Jinghong still had time to mock him while dodging?

It makes people feel terrible when you think about it.

I don’t know how strong Leng Jinghong has reached.

"Shut up!" Li Xunle suddenly shouted. Leng Jinghong's mockery made him angry, and his anger was rumbling: "A turtle with a turtle, if you have the ability, don't hide?"

"The escape technique is first-class, I just don't know how good you are in your hands?" Lin Fugui also spoke in a thrilling voice. Leng Jinghong dodged again and again, which also made him extremely angry, and he wanted to capture the latter and remove him from all over.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suppressed the anger in his heart, his hands came out, and the Bingpo Palm moved to the extreme, and he greeted Leng Jinghong's face.

Li Xunle clenched his fists and blasted at Leng Jinghong again, the fist wind howled and his majestic.

"Want to see my skills? OK, as you wish!" Leng Jinghong sneered, raised his head, his face calm, and the whistling palm shadow reflected in his pupils.

When Lin Fugui's big palm was about to hit him in front of him, his right hand suddenly poked out, bent his palm into claws, and he approached Lin Fugui's big palm casually.

Lin Fugui was furious.

Leng Jinghong obviously didn't take him seriously, otherwise how could he be so casual?

After being angry, he was secretly happy again. The happy thing was that Leng Jinghong was finally willing to take the call. Otherwise, Leng Jinghong would have been avoiding him and Li Xunleke had no choice but to do anything to Leng Jinghong.

He sneered, secretly pursing his cultivation, his palms were soaring that the Ice Soul Palm was exerted extraordinaryly, and his power was more than usual.

snort!

If you dare to despise him, you will have to pay the price.

"Bang"! The palms and claws were intersecting, but the sneer on Lin Fugui's face was frozen in vain.

His figure that rushed out suddenly stopped. His iron palm was vigorous, but Leng Jinghong was steadily held back and could not move. On the other hand, Leng Jinghong, from beginning to end, his figure never moved a step, nor was it shaken at all, as steady as a rock.
Chapter completed!