Ye Feng and the others drank tea and chatted until about four o'clock in the afternoon. Then he stood up and said, "Let's go to Beimang Mountain."
"Beimang Mountain? Where is that place?" the old ghost couldn't help but ask.
"Beimang Mountain is one of my dojos, the place where I practice in Nanhai City. Let's go to Beimang Mountain to drink, and at the same time, I will show you the strength of Xiao Dao and Qiu Zhan. Let's see if they can compare with your training.
The members of the Dragon Team are poor." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Okay, that's really the best." The old ghost smiled, with a hint of excitement in his heart.
"Old Jiang, go prepare some wine and braised vegetables and take them to Beimang Mountain." Ye Feng said.
"No problem." Boss Jiang smiled and asked Pang Bo and others in the auto repair shop to go out and buy some food and wine.
Afterwards, Ye Feng and his group got into the car and sped away in the direction of Beimang Mountain.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Feng and the others drove to the foot of Beimang Mountain. After getting off the car, they walked up to the top of Beimang Mountain.
The top of Beimang Mountain is like spring returning to the earth, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant. Everywhere is full of vitality, containing a hint of fairy spirit, and this fairy spirit is the Yaochi Saint of the Yaochi Holy Land.
What was left behind from the beginning was the existence of this trace of fairy spirit that made the top of Beimang Mountain, which had been devastated after a great war, glow with Wang Sheng's vitality.
In addition, the top of Beimang Mountain also contains a special energy. After Ye Feng climbed to the top of Beimang Mountain, this energy seemed to be activated and became more powerful.
Wandering around Ye Feng, Ye Feng looked unpredictable, with a faint aura of a young supreme being permeating the air.
With his arrival, the aura of Beimang Mountain resonated with him, because he imprinted his own Taoism on the top of Beimang Mountain, and the top of Beimang Mountain has become his dojo.
"This place is a bit magical." After the old ghost walked up, he also sensed the extraordinaryness on the top of Beimang Mountain. He looked at Ye Feng in surprise and said, "Brother Ye, I can clearly feel the aura here.
It's incredible that I resonate with you."
"That's true, so this is my dojo." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Dojo?" The old ghost's face was slightly startled, and he looked at Ye Feng in surprise.
"Dojo is a term used in the world of monasticism. It is a place where practitioners practice and become Taoists. Although I have not yet sought the Supreme Way, I have already turned this place into my own dojo. Therefore, the aura on the top of Beimang Mountain
If it can resonate with me, the power here will also be used by me." Ye Feng explained.
The old ghost's face changed slightly. He looked at Ye Feng and asked in surprise: "Brother Ye, so you are now a cultivator?"
"Old ghost, do you know there are cultivators in this world?" Ye Feng was curious and couldn't help but ask.
"Cultivators are naturally very mysterious to ordinary people in the world, and few people know about them. However, for the country's secret department, it is not a secret. I have been in the Dragon Group for many years, and I know a little about cultivators. Facts
Some important leaders of the country have powerful cultivators who follow and protect them." The old ghost spoke and revealed this difficult secret.
Ye Feng's heart moved. Thinking about it, a national-level leader has a noble status and naturally has powerful cultivators to follow and protect him, and they are probably all powerful cultivators in the saint realm.
"Old ghost, to tell you the truth, I am now a cultivator." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"So Xiaodao and Lonely Qiuzhan are also practicing with you, right?" the old ghost asked.
"Yes, elder brother did teach us a powerful training technique." Xiao Dao said.
"Xiao Dao, let me compare with you to see what is unique about the battle tactics you have practiced." The old ghost said.
"Okay, let's give it a try." Xiaodao smiled. He was a warlike person, and it was naturally in line with his wishes to meet a powerful opponent to spar with each other.
The old ghost immediately moved, and in an instant, a powerful and powerful energy was released from his body. The whole person was like a huge ferocious beast that had awakened, and the aura on his body was frightening.
"The pinnacle level of Grand Master."
Ye Feng spoke after seeing this. He nodded secretly, knowing that the old ghost had not neglected his martial arts in the past three years, but had been practicing, and was stronger than his martial arts cultivation more than three years ago.
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"Old ghost, take the move."
Xiaodao also shouted violently, and an illusion of a giant spirit god appeared behind him, which was perfectly integrated with himself. An extremely ferocious aura filled the air, making Xiaodao look like a real giant spirit god descending into the world.
Generally speaking, when you raise your hands and feet, there is a great power, which is unparalleled.
boom!
The knife was directly punched out, and the black prison demon-suppressing fist was displayed. The punch was as powerful as the sea, violent and fierce. A punch was punched out, which could change the color of the world and shake the mountains. The power of the boxing swept over
The strong wind howled by, causing facial pain.
"The Dragon Team's Fist!"
The old ghost shouted in a low voice, and punched out with his right fist. The punch seemed ordinary, but it had the secret of returning to nature. The punch was like a dragon, forming a dragon-shaped trajectory in the void.
, faced Xiao Dao’s Black Prison Suppressing Demon Fist.
The cultivation levels of Lao Gui and Xiao Dao have both reached the peak level of Grand Master. The two of them are neck and neck. What they compete for is the strength of their boxing skills and the ferocity of their own strength.
boom!
The two fists clashed together, appearing to be evenly matched.
The old ghost straightened his body, as dexterous as an ape, and bullied himself forward. His speed reached the extreme. He punched out one after another, densely and fiercely, forming a violent net of punches that directly enveloped the knife.
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"Only the old ghost can understand the profound meaning of the dragon group's fist to such a level. It is really very strong. When used to the extreme, it is not weaker than the holy-level battle tactics."
Ye Feng spoke.
"I didn't expect the old ghost to be so strong. Xiao Dao's Black Prison Suppressing Demon Fist is famous for its fierceness, and in this regard, the old ghost is not inferior. He is indeed the leader of the Dragon Team. Such strength is quite surprising.
Admired." Lonely Qiuzhan also said.
"So, this time Xiaodao has met his opponent." Ye Feng smiled.
At this time, on the battlefield, Xiao Dao's own momentum was rising steadily. He brought the secret of the Black Hell Demon Suppressing Fist to its fullest extent. The illusion of the giant spirit god he integrated gave him the power of a god and a demon.
The killing fist moves the mountains and rivers, causing the sky and the earth to change color, and every stone where the fist wind passes will break.
The Dragon Team Fist used by the old ghost is the strongest and most exquisite boxing technique of the Chinese Dragon Team. He has fully understood the Dragon Team Fist, so the punches he throws out seem ordinary, but in fact they are
He has returned to his original nature and reached the level of proficiency. Moreover, he has extremely rich fighting experience. For a while, he and Xiao Dao fought fiercely, and they were neck and neck.