"Wu Ming, please advise!"

Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, he clasped his fists and saluted, his feet were not eight, and he stood in place.

What is surprising is that this Great Grandmaster of the Three Realms called Yan Feng did not rush to attack like Yin Feng, but also stood still.

Call!

But just a moment later, a dull air flow loomed between the two, as if they were suppressed in a vacuum by the momentum of the two of them, and they could not get out of it at great speed, gradually forming a small tornado of sand and dust, and skyrocketing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hmph, I dare to compare my momentum with Brother Yan, but I don't know that Brother Yan's cultivation method has the potential to be immovable like a mountain, and I will not move until I am hammered and chiseled!"

"What's more, Brother Yan reached the realm of divine transformation as early as half a year ago, even this son is also in the same realm, it can be seen that in the previous battle, he took a flexible kind of body method, and Brother Yan's cultivation is his nemesis!"

"Now, I hope this kid is tougher, as the so-called don't hit the south wall and don't look back, hehe, head-on hitting the general trend of immobility like a mountain, it's not as simple as breaking the head and bleeding!"

Yan Feng's inconspicuous figure stood on the square, but in the eyes of many people, it was like a majestic, towering mountain, and the peak could not be seen at a glance.

The mountains look up and stop there!

Especially the juniors who have not reached this realm of martial arts sincerity, this thought all rose in their hearts, their eyes showed reverence, and they couldn't help but bow their heads, as if they were worshiping the king!

But Wu Ming, who was on the other side, was still smiling, looking at Yan Feng without impatience, and he didn't even show any signs of moving.

"Something is wrong!"

The woman who reminded Yin Feng before, Dai frowned, looked at the two people in the field, and turned her head to look at Qiu Tong, who had slightly drooping eyelids, and didn't seem to care at all, and finally lowered her voice and said, "Qiu Lao Liu, didn't you say before that this son's body is amazing, and he has an extremely sharp and varied knife technique?

"Just look at it, this kid is arrogant and arrogant, no one in his eyes, even if he can survive Yan Feng's general oppression, it is definitely the end of the strong crossbow!"

Qiu Juqiang suppressed his uneasiness, but Wu Ming was too evil.

Although he was injured by Wu Ming's knife that day, firstly, it was his own carelessness, and secondly, it was the edge of the Cold Moon Knife, which was far beyond the ordinary Dao weapon of the same level, and Wu Ming had recently made a breakthrough, and his strength had risen sharply, which made him a veteran peak great master suffer.

If he fights alone, Qiu Ju is confident that he will win Wu Ming, but the premise of all this is that Wu Ming does not use external forces such as treasures.

Now, this is exactly the case.

"Hmph, it's better to be like this, this time, in order to give you one more place in Rolling Stone Peak, Senior Sister Yin and I took the lead in exposing the strength of our own children's peerless learning, and we will definitely be noticed, if it doesn't work out, you don't want to have more twists and turns!"

Another peak master spoke.

Qiu Ju's old face twitched, the gloomy color in his eyes flashed, and he nodded to the last person imperceptibly.

The young man's face tightened, and he looked at the field solemnly.

"Interesting, you can actually encounter it here, similar to the combat techniques of the mountain range giant spirit clan, or in other words, the descendants of the nine great pirates, I am afraid that most of them are from the great demons of heaven and earth, even if they have forbidden their own bloodline, but in countless generations of deduction and inheritance, they have also left the most suitable martial arts for themselves!"

As everyone knows, at this time, Wu Ming was not only not affected by the general trend of the other party, but silently felt the changes in it, and spied on the essence to feed himself.

Remove the dross and leave the essence!

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Wu Ming's martial arts sincerity can make rapid progress.

The previous battle in the Sword Forest of the Thousand Sword Sect made him get a first glimpse of the way to simplify the complex, but if he wanted to really step into this step, he needed to diligently absorb the essence of martial arts.

After all, this is a martial arts technique that only a very few demi-saints, or even saints, can master!

Since breaking through the Second Realm Yang God, although he has experienced the Dongzhou Half-Saint melee and been surrounded and killed by hundreds of great grandmaster elites, he is more exhausted, where does he have time to figure out the opponent's martial arts?

"How daring!"

After about a cup of tea, Yan Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he took a step forward.

Rumble!

The sand and dust whirlwind formed between the two suddenly swelled more than doubled, and let out a roaring roar, as a more majestic and thick momentum surged from his body, it was actually a sand and dust hurricane that slowly tilted towards Wu Ming's location.

"Okay, Senior Brother Yan is going to win!"

A group of martial artists of the same generation applauded again and again, and they all thought that Yan Feng had the upper hand, with such a big momentum, how could there be any reason to lose?

But those who really understand the true meaning of Yan Feng's martial arts, or those who have cultivated to a profound level, have a sinking face, just like the peak master of one of the six peaks where he is located, the burly middle-aged man who is with Qiu Ju Chuanyin, grabbed the back of the arm of the chair, and jumped down violently.

"Hmph, it's really arrogant, and you dare to peek at Feng'er's martial arts true intent under the pressure of the general trend!"

A sentence squeezed out between the burly middle-aged teeth.

If it is placed in normal times, as an old peak grandmaster, the existence of a half-step holy path would never be so out of shape, but Wu Ming, a young martial artist who focuses on martial arts and is restrained by his own disciples, dares to do this, how is it different from contempt?

The corners of Qiu Ju's eyes twitched fiercely, and when he saw his own child, that is, the young man, showing joy, the disappointment in his eyes flashed.

Even if Wu Ming and Yan Feng have not divided the winner now, they can't see the key to it, their own children have lost invisibly, even if they win by waiting for work, what can they do?

Because, the essence of the martial arts cultivated by Yan Feng is as immobile as a mountain.

The enemy does not move, I do not move, if the enemy moves, Mount Tai presses the top!

But he moved first now, which only showed that his momentum could not overwhelm Wu Ming, but he was counterattacked again, and he was already at a disadvantage!

"Isn't it as immovable as a mountain?"

Wu Ming smiled slightly, his body did not move, and the light and shadow behind him were distorted, as if King Kong was angry, it was the embodiment of the infinite law phase that condensed the law of the Ming king!

It's just that no one can see clearly, even if it is a strong person like Qiu Tong, he can only see a huge golden light!

Thundered!

The sand and dust hurricane suddenly reversed direction, began to slowly rotate upside down, and pressed towards the opposite side.

"Boom!"

Yan Feng's complexion changed slightly, he snorted, his thin shoulders shook slightly, and he didn't move a single bit under the terrifying pressure that seemed to be overwhelming.

But the reflection in his pupils no longer has Wu Ming's image, but a golden phantom that holds up the sky and the earth, and can't see the true face, as if a random movement can shatter the heavens and the earth.

The will is reversed, and this situation only shows that Wu Ming's own martial arts true intention is above it, and the mastery of the mastery is also more profound.

"If you want to spy on the true essence of my martial arts, then see clearly!"

Yan Feng's eyes flashed with confusion, and he immediately gritted his teeth unswervingly, stretched out his hands, made a slight mistake under his feet, and put on a strange and incomparable posture.

Rumble!

In an instant, the momentum swelled, and although the unsuppressed sand and dust hurricane rolled back again, it also froze in place again.

"Good, good!"

The burly middle-aged man looked happy.

"Master Yan's nephew is usually silent, but he is not a submissive character, but the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes, and he is a late bloomer, but he didn't expect to find an opportunity to break through with the help of this son!"

The woman and Qiu Ju glanced at each other and congratulated the burly middle-aged man, "Congratulations to Lord Yan Feng, there is someone to succeed!"

can make everyone present smile stiffly, especially the burly middle-aged, the face is difficult to see The extreme is that when Yan Feng's momentum reached the extreme, he faintly did not make a move, and let the dust hurricane move, Wu Ming suddenly moved.

Like a rich boy strolling in his back garden, Wu Ming is smiling, his right hand is behind him, and his left hand is placed in front of him, like a scholar in the lake, gentle and elegant, light and light, not affected by the majestic trend at all.

But that's why it's incredible!

Thundered!

The sand and dust hurricane that was oppressed by the momentum of the two moved towards Yan Feng again, and continued to shrink until Wu Ming approached, and the hurricane also shrank into a sand roll a foot high.

It seems that all the momentum oppression has become air, in front of Wu Ming, it is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, snow meets the sun, and the clouds are light and the wind is light!

"How is that possible?"

Yan Feng's eyes were dull, as if he had lost focus, the whole person was depressed, and although the momentum around him was still there, it gave people a feeling that he would collapse at any time.

From the previous high-rise building to the current building, the contrast is so great that everyone feels awkward, as if there is a big stone blocking their chest, and they can't breathe.

Even the six peak masters, and even the many great masters of Huya Island, Tianjiao, who think very highly of themselves, are no different.

Because I can't read it!

"Feng'er!"

The burly middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and he rose up sharply, "You dare to mess with my son's mind and destroy his martial arts foundation, this seat is ......"

"Shut up!"

Only Qiu Tong, with a slight frown, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and a deep look at Wu Ming.

At this time, Yan Feng, the general trend of martial arts was crushed, so that the mind was lost, and the mind was taken away, even if it could be awakened, if it could not get out of the shadow brought by this time, the future was bleak, and it could be said that it was possible for the martial arts to be cut off.

If this is the case, the feud will be great!

"What do you want to do......"

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, a young warrior saw Wu Ming continue to step forward, and shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was sealed by a great force, and refused to turn back in horror, just when he saw Qiu Tong's cold eyes.

"Poof, the island owner forgives the sin, the disciple has no intention of ......"

The reflection in this person's eyes, as if a giant tiger opened its bloody mouth, wanting to eat itself alive, suddenly his heart was shocked, although his liver and gallbladder were not split, but he also vomited blood.

"Humph!"

Qiu Tong snorted coldly, and his gaze, which was as cold as a knife, fell on an old man who was sitting upright in front of the young man.

This old man's face was difficult to see, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he pretended not to notice it, but his expression had already betrayed him, and he didn't dare to look at the burly middle-aged man who looked like a cannibal on the other side.

In just such a moment, Wu Ming had already come to Yan Feng's approach, and the latter's eyes were still out of focus, and he kept looking at the position where Wu Ming had left.

"The mountain is not me, I am the mountain!"

Wu Ming patted Yan Feng on the shoulder, and whispered with a smile, "Brother Yan, you are in love!"

After that, he went straight to the front of the hall and looked at the last person with a smile.

The young man's expression changed, and he was no longer arrogant as before, and even there was fear in his eyes!