Chapter 1195: Elegant Poet

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Yao was a little dumbfounded.

Looking at the Taiji diagram that was still spinning at Hong Feisheng's feet, Xiao Yao took a deep breath.

Could it be that in the Lingwu world, there is also Taijiquan?

It's really getting more and more interesting.

When Hong Feisheng was still fighting with Ye Tingchao before, Xiao Yao had already discovered that Hong Feisheng's every move and style had the shadow of Tai Chi, such as moving flowers and grafting trees, using strength to fight hard, overcoming rigidity with softness, combining rigidity and softness, and so on.

It's just that at that time, he didn't dare to associate with Tai Chi.

After all, he was not a grandmaster in this area, and he was only suspicious before, but now after seeing the Taiji diagram, he immediately had an epiphany.

This is definitely tai chi!

This really made Xiao Yao feel an eye-opener.

Tai Chi, can it be like this? On Earth before, even the special effects made by the computer didn't look so cool!

Wu Wutong, Liu Chengfeng, and Qing Cicada have already looked completely stupid.

"I only knew that Hong Daochang was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful!" Wu Wutong said dumbfounded.

Liu Chengfeng was also emotional: "Yes, when I think of knowing such a master, I want to cry excitedly, damn, if I go back, I have to make a big splash, being able to be friends with such a person is probably a blessing that many people can't cultivate in eight lifetimes!"

The smile on Xiao Yao's face looked a little bitter.

"I used to think about whether I could make my strength go further by watching the battle, but now it seems that it is a little difficult, Hong Daochang is not giving me a preaching and employment at all, it is simply hitting me in this way! Of course, the focus of the attack is still Ye Tingchao......

Yang Qingcian covered his mouth and chuckled, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yao, you can do it, I believe that you will definitely become a master like Hong Daochang in the future!"

Xiao Yao just laughed and didn't speak.

Wu Wutong was a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and snorted coldly and said, "Who said that, Xiao Yao won't have such great ability!"

After saying this, she regretted it a little, and glanced at the expression on Xiao Yao's face, seeing that he was not so angry, she was relieved, and secretly said in her heart that she couldn't speak, don't speak, obviously she didn't think so, but she had to say so, isn't this idle and have nothing to do?

It's just that now that the words have been spoken, it's useless to regret it, after all, the words spoken are like spilled water, and it's hard to collect it, she doesn't really think that Xiao Yao can't reach that height, she just wants to refute Yang Qingciao's words, this is completely a subconscious behavior, otherwise Wu Wutong wouldn't regret it after saying it.

At this time, the battle had reached a white-hot stage.

Ye Tingchao tried his best to resist Hong Feisheng's impact on him, but the effect was minimal.

Hong Feisheng laid a big game, perhaps, when he agreed to fight with Ye Tingchao, the first chess piece had already fallen, and now the battle of trapped beasts has been formed, as a caged beast, Ye Tingchao has only one idea in his mind, that is, no matter what, he must break the game in the shortest possible time, no matter what way he uses!

Ye Tingchao thought a lot in his head, and Hong Feisheng thought a lot.

No matter how much force Ye Tingchao exerts and how much ability he uses, he will feel as if he is a small insect stuck to a spider's web, and now, Hong Feisheng, a spider who has been waiting for a long time, is approaching him step by step......

This sense of oppression made Ye Tingchao feel breathless.

His chest was like a big stone had been pressed, and the whole chest seemed to be about to explode.

"Break it for me!" With a loud shout, Ye Tingchao's body flew out like a bullet.

Flew towards Hong Feisheng.

Hong Feisheng is still calm.

Maybe it would be much more difficult to make Hong Feisheng show that kind of extremely surprised or panicked expression than to kill him.

After all, Hong Feisheng cultivated not only the Immortal Dao, but also his state of mind.

When Hong Feisheng also took a step forward, the speed of rotation of the Taiji diagram under his feet also increased a lot.

One white and one black, two rainbow lights, converged into a python, intertwined, entangled from the beginning to the end, and finally converged into a mirror, blocking Ye Tingchao's punch outside.

Suddenly, the streaks of light cracked, like a stone thrown into the calm water, and the streaks of light rippled in all directions, spreading in all directions with a central point.

A hand popped out of it and slapped Ye Tingchao's body fiercely.

With this palm, Ye Tingchao slapped it back in front of the Outline Pavilion.

His body slammed into the earth, causing a deep pit in the soft mud.

Hong Feisheng stood on the edge of the deep pit, with his hands behind his back, looking still light.

"It's still the chief of Hong Dao at this time, and he has the most mastery style. Wu Wutong said seriously.

Xiao Yao and the others immediately nodded in agreement.

Finally, after about a stick of incense, Ye Tingchao crawled out of the deep pit.

Now he doesn't even have the strength to fly.

Ye Tingchao, who was standing in front of Hong Feisheng, was pale at this time, his face was full of mud, and his body was even more ragged, as if the leader of the beggar gang had come out to mingle with the world, and the stains on it were not to mention, his face was so dirty, not to mention his body?

Those people in the Gate of Heaven were already sinking like water at this time.

Ye Tingchao is their pride.

In other words, it is their signboard for stepping on the gate of heaven.

Every year, there will be a lot of people, their children sent to the gate of heaven, the thought of their children can enter the gate of heaven, become immortals, parents are very proud, walking in the village, there are many people come up to say hello, say all kinds of nice things, say their children, is the next Ye Tingchao, the next Qingyang city lord.

But now, Ye Tingchao has become like this.

Who would dare to believe it?

Who wants to believe it?

Ye Tingchao stood in front of Hong Feisheng, and his feet did not move, like an old tree taking root.

His chest was still rising and falling sharply, and although he was exhausted, the way he looked at Hong Feisheng now was still quite scary.

"You lost. Hong Feisheng was not afraid at all, and his tone was still calm.

Ye Tingchao's clenched fist slowly let go.

Then, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"I lost. Ye Tingchao said.

Hong Feisheng turned his back and walked in the direction of Xiao Yao and the others.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Tingchao suddenly spoke.

Hong Feisheng turned around and looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

If Ye Tingchao still plans to continue to entangle now, he doesn't mind directly killing Ye Tingchao!

His temper is good, but a good temper does not mean that there is no bottom line.

The better the temper, the more terrible he is, and when he gets angry, it is the wrath of thunder.

On the contrary, the kind of person who wants to kill this and that every day, and the crematorium burns so many people every day, which one is he who kills?

Xiao Yao knew this truth a long time ago.

Ye Tingchao didn't make another move, but just took out a box from his pocket and threw it over.

Hong Feisheng stretched out his hand to catch it, but without looking at it, he threw it directly to Xiao Yao.

After Xiao Yao took the box, he knew in his heart that this was probably the Shui Jiao Lingel, which Ye Tingchao had promised before.

Well, it seems that this Ye Tingchao's credit is still quite good.

He didn't think about opening the box to check it, on the one hand, because a character like Ye Tingchao really didn't take a water Jiao spirit pill too seriously, and on the other hand, because he could feel the dragon aura surging in the wooden box.

Ye Tingchao looked at Hong Feisheng fixedly, smiled bitterly and said, "With your strength, you can at least rank in the top three of the top ten masters." ”

Hong Feisheng laughed and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Now that Xu Yangge is no longer there, if you and Xu Suguan practice, even if it is the Xuanyuan Nine Folds of the Great Qin Dynasty, I'm afraid it will not be the opponent of the two of you, right?" Ye Tingchao continued.

Hong Feisheng still shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Ye Tingchao always felt that Hong Feisheng said that he didn't know, but in fact, he knew everything in his heart.

"Forget it, it's your business, and it has nothing to do with me. Ye Tingchao said with a bitter smile.

Hong Feisheng thought for a while and said, "Am I becoming your heart knot?"

Ye Tingchao nodded.

He had no way of denying this.

The previous battle made him realize Hong Feisheng's true strength.

also made him understand how big the gap between himself and Hong Feisheng was.

"Actually, I also have my heart knot!" Hong Feisheng smiled.

Ye Tingchao couldn't believe it.

With Hong Feisheng's mentality, will there still be a knot?

It's a big joke.

Hong Feisheng didn't speak, just turned his face and looked in one direction.

I watched for a long time.

Ye Tingchao didn't understand, but he also left with the people who stepped on the Gate of Heaven.

Ten minutes passed, and Hong Feisheng was still standing in place, looking in a certain direction, like a statue.

Xiao Yao and the others just stood in the distance and watched quietly, watching, and no one came up to make a joke.

Wu Wutong and Liu Chengfeng had discussed it before, and when the battle was over, when Ye Tingchao and the others left in disgrace, they must rush up to Hong Feisheng as soon as possible and pat him to the sky, but now that they have won the final victory, it is clear that Ye Tingchao was crushed by Hong Feisheng, but they are not willing to get up, I don't know why, as long as they have such thoughts, they will feel that their hearts are full of depression and pain, and they can't explain clearly.

Who let - Hong Feisheng look at the south?

Who let - Peach Blossom Island is in the south?

Who let - there is a girl named Liu Zhizhi, on Peach Blossom Island?

"Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Nunnery, Peach Blossom Fairy people plant peach trees, pick peach blossoms for wine money......" Xiao Yao suddenly muttered.

Hong Feisheng suddenly turned his face, looked at Xiao Yao, and rushed to him with interest.

He grabbed Xiao Yao's arm and said excitedly, "Give me this poem?"

Xiao Yao was taken aback by Hong Feisheng's movements, and nodded subconsciously.

"Haha! Okay, good! When I get to Peach Blossom Island, I want to be an elegant poet!" Hong Feisheng laughed, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and hummed a little song on his lips.

The expression of hesitation before was swept away.