"What?"

Luan Tingfu laughed in shock when he heard what Feng Ziyue said, and his whole old face was distorted, "Hahahaha, this is really the biggest joke the old man has heard in his life!

Yes, Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship is weird, and his actual combat ability is amazing, but no matter what, he is just a cultivator in the warrior realm, and he is two realms behind, and what swordsmanship and martial arts are all floating clouds!

What's more, advancing from a martial artist to the realm of a great martial artist is a huge leap in itself, and it is not possible to break through by practicing hard according to the secrets of martial arts, it must be self-realization, and one's own realm is in harmony with the martial arts practice, in order to cross the realm of martial arts and enter a higher martial arts world.

In the hundreds of years since the founding of the Ming Kingdom, no martial artist has ever challenged the great martial artist to win.

What's more, Feng Ziyue is just a mere samurai!

"Little Yue'er......" Chu Hongyu grabbed his sleeve, his face was full of worry, Feng Ziyue patted the back of his mother's hand, smiled indifferently, and signaled her to rest assured.

"Whether it's a joke or not, I know if I've done a show!"

Feng Ziyue stood with a sword, Yuan Yu Yue Zhi, Luan Tingfu was taken aback, only to see that he was awe-inspiring, and at a young age, he already had the spirit of a grandmaster.

Luan Tingfu sneered, "The kid's posture is not bad, but unfortunately, the Xuan Qi can't be cultivated, after all, it's just a silver-like pewter spear head!"

At this time, his momentum had reached its peak, and his murderous aura was leaking, Chu Hongyu felt a trace of chill on his pores, knowing that this Luan Tingfu had been cultivated for decades, and he was by no means a vegetarian, so he was worried, but he saw his son standing calmly, unmoved by Luan Tingfu's violent momentum, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Yue'er's kung fu has actually improved to this extent in just a few months, and in the face of a great martial artist, he still has the ability to resist and not retreat......"

This is a demonic cultivation speed, even in the Outer Heavens, there has never been a disciple with such talent.

The momentum of Luan Tingfu is just like a stormy wave, covering all the places within a radius of several zhang, but Feng Ziyue is like driving a flat boat, standing on the tide, letting the east, west, north and south winds, although it is shaking, but there is no danger of capsizing.

The two confronted each other, and Luan Tingfu's momentum did not have the upper hand!

"Boy, are you good, that old man's Xuan Qi cultivation is at least two levels higher than yours, can you still handle it?" From Feng Ziyue's beast binding ring, there was the voice of the golden haired god.

"But if you really do it, tsk, you're too far away - let's say first, don't expect Uncle Ben to help, Uncle Ben has just been reincarnated, and he still can't beat this bad old man's ......"

The golden haired god was realistic, admitting that he was a waste now, Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, and the tip of the sword slowly drew an arc in front of him.

Although this action was subtle, it was to arouse Luan Tingfu's violent momentum, and when the two of them were sandy, dead branches and broken leaves burst up, Feng Ziyue took the initiative to provoke an offensive!

"Boy bold!"

Luan Tingfu roared angrily, his palms were wrong, and he saw the pale golden palm prints flying up in the sky, and as soon as he made a move, he was a ten-fold King Kong Great Mudra Kung Fu, and he never left his hand.

Feng Ziyue was not in a hurry, his sword arced, and he slowly retreated under his feet, avoiding his edge.

"Hmph! If the old man doesn't support you, what's the use of your weird swordsmanship!"

That day, Luan Tingfu had suffered under his Taiji swordsmanship, but that was because Feng Tianhe lent him his pure Xuan Qi behind Feng Ziyue, so that Feng Ziyue could withstand Luan Tingfu's attack and fight back.

Now, with this kid's own cultivation, how can he stop the fierce and fierce Vajra Mahamudra?

Feng Ziyue really couldn't stop it.

Under Luan Tingfu's full force, each palm shadow has the fierce force of hitting the stone into powder, although the Tai Chi sword intent is flawless, but his cultivation is insufficient, and he can't even restrain himself to be soft, so he can only rely on the retreat to dissolve the fierce dark energy in the palm shadow.

"Boy, how many steps back can you take!"

Luan Tingfu laughed arrogantly, a palm was as heavy as a palm, and when it was split, with the sound of whistling wind, he saw that the grass, trees and stones around the two of them were all shattered, turning into gray-yellow dust and mist, obscuring people's vision.

Feng Ziyue's sword momentum was slow, and his face was solemn, but he slowly retreated in a good time, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Old man Luan, your grandson also said this at the beginning - but when I had no way to retreat, it was he who died!"

"Damn it!"

Luan Tingfu was furious, and his palm power was three points heavier!

"Auntie...... Xiaofeng, can he do it?" Qi Xiaodie saw Feng Ziyue retreating frequently, and had no ability to fight back, so she was anxious, and she was fascinated by Chu Hongyu, and came over to ask.

Chu Hongyu had long noticed this girl holding hands with her son, but the situation was urgent, and she hadn't had time to take a closer look, and when she looked at it, she felt that although she looked ordinary, she was kind and smart, and her wonderful eyes were full of worry, and she seemed to be very worried about her son, and she couldn't help but be happy in her heart.

"It's okay for the time being," Chu Hongyu's eyes were still there, and she pointed to the route of Fengzi Yue's retreat, "Although Yue'er retreated step by step, he walked not in a straight line, but in an arc, according to me, he was going to walk in a circle in this open space." His sword momentum is round, not enough to digest the fierce attack of Luan Lao Pifu, and now it is turned into a circle, and for a while, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from defeat......"

Chu Hongyu only felt that this mellow sword intent was extremely exquisite, although she had never seen it, but thinking about the essence of martial arts, she couldn't help but be amazed, only to feel that it contained a very high martial arts principle of overcoming rigidity with softness and fighting fast with slowness, but unfortunately she couldn't fully comprehend it for a while.

Feng Ziyue's sword intent is round, his body is round, and Luan Tingfu's attack is fierce, but it is like pushing a wheel to roll forward, and the strength is completely useless. In this way, it seems that Luan Tingfu is constantly attacking and gaining the upper hand, but in fact, it is Feng Ziyue who consumes his strength in one circle after another.

"Your swordsmanship is a bit weird, and Uncle Ben has never seen it......"

In the beast binding ring, the golden haired god was still muttering, "It's a pity, your skills are too poor, if you can call the heaven and earth yuan power, I'm afraid it will be much more powerful!"

Feng Ziyue chuckled, this Tai Chi sword intent was originally a superior martial art that transferred the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth and turned into a circle, but now he can't reach the realm, and can only use it as an ordinary swordsmanship, Rao is like this, but he is also at ease under the full strength of the great martial artist!

Luan Tingfu couldn't attack for a long time, he was impetuous, and he was even more angry.

"Boy, you have a kind of don't run, take the old man's palm!"

Luan Tingfu shouted angrily, his palms suddenly closed, and he saw the shadow of his palm in the sky, which disappeared without a trace in an instant. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the air around him seemed to be sucked into his belly, making a whining sound, and the grass, trees, sand and stones were swept away for a while!

I saw him with angry eyebrows, one hand pointing to the sky, his feet staggered, his right palm received between his waist and abdomen, and Huo Ran pushed forward!

"Vajra Dharma Protector Divine Seal!"

Chu Hongyu's face changed, "This old horseman, he has actually practiced this trick!"

(Sorry, I went out today, and it was a little later at noon, and there will be a shift in a while)