Li Muchan smiled and said, "The seniors are wrong, please ......!"

With that, he suddenly punched out, his body shook, and suddenly disappeared in place

The fist burst into the air, only a few inches away from the cold front

"Huh?!" Leng Feng retreated, his figure had no choice but to leave the battle, avoiding Li Muchan's fist, staring at him in surprise

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Inspired by his predecessors, he changed this set of boxing and footwork, and he can still enter the eyes of the law, right?"

Leng Feng shook his head and sneered: "Banmen get an axe, take me a punch!"

With that, his fist disappeared in a flash, and the note appeared on Li Muchan's chest, only a few inches apart

Li Muchan flashed and retreated a few feet, which could be avoided.

The offensive moves of the two people, the way of dodging, are almost carved out of a mold, like the position of a division-

Zhao Jinsheng raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Mei, I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhan Ran's boxing skills to reach such a realm, it's really gratifying, I might as well too!"

Mei Ruolan stared at Li Muchan and Leng Feng, and said with a smile: "Yes, he has another adventure, this set of boxing techniques is really weird, and it is impossible to guard against." ”

At this time, Li Muchan and Leng Fen were in a stalemate, the number of boxing paths of the two was about the same, and the light skills were similar, although Leng Feng was older and spicier, but Li Muchan could always avoid danger in advance and protect himself, but it was difficult to hurt Leng Feng.

So the two were deadlocked, but when they saw that their figures flashed and disappeared, their fists were unpredictable, suddenly in front and behind, suddenly appearing, and they couldn't be prevented.

But the light skills of the two are wonderful, and in the eyes of everyone, they can't avoid it, and they can often turn danger into a disaster, and their wonderful body skills show their power and avoid it.

Zhong Bixuan and Li Muchan have always been at odds, she is very angry in her heart, she always wants to find a way back, she is ashamed of holding a dog and barking, and she has been looking for an opportunity.

At this time, she realized that there was indeed a gap between her light skills and Zhan Ran, but in order to be ashamed, she needed to practice better light skills.

However, now that he is treading the waves, he is all in the third layer, and if he can reach the fourth layer, Zhan Ran will not be a big deal, and he will be ashamed.

It's a pity that if you want to practice the Wave Treading Yin and the Canghai Divine Skill Necklace, you have to reach the fourth layer of the Canghai Divine Skill, but the Canghai Divine Skill is not easy to cultivate.

Thinking of the difficulty of the Canghai Divine Skill, she couldn't help grinning, biting her cherry lips, and secretly angry, feeling that she was too incompetent and stupid, and she had never been able to comprehend the essence of the Canghai Divine Skill.

Xu Jingying looked at the field lightly, and suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Zhao, can Senior Brother Zhan Ran win?"

Zhao Jinsheng frowned and shook his head, and sighed: "Although Senior Brother Zhan Ran is not bad, he is still a step worse than Senior Leng, and it is difficult to win!"

Xu Jingying said lightly: "Please Senior Brother Zhao, you can sell it, it is enough to beat Leng Feng, right?"

Zhao Jinsheng still shook his head and sighed: "Senior Leng still has a backhand, and it is impossible for me to defeat him." ”

"Senior Brother Zhao, why should you be modest?" Xu Jingying said lightly.

"It's not modesty, it's that I'm really not successful. Zhao Jinsheng shook his head-

With thin eyebrows frowning slightly, Xu Jingying pondered for a moment and said: "His body implies Qimen Dunjia, it is really strange, and Senior Brother Zhan Ran only has his form, but not his spirit." She shook her head again and said, "It's kind of weird...... It stands to reason that Senior Brother Zhan Ran's light skills are far inferior to Leng Feng, why can he retreat with his whole body,...... Was it luck?"

Zhao Jinsheng shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Zhan Ran seems to have the ability to predict the future, hehe"

He laughed as he spoke, Prophet of Unknown Prophet, this is just a legend, and it should not be true.

Xu Jingying's expression moved, staring at Li Muchan thoughtfully, capturing his every move, and even every look to the end.

After a while, Li Muchan and Leng Feng were still deadlocked,

Xu Jingying said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhan Ran does have the ability to predict the future!"

Senior Sister Xu didn't laugh. Zhao Jinsheng shook his head.

Xu Jingying said lightly: "Senior Brother Zhao doesn't believe it, look at Senior Brother Zhanran's eyes, and then see what he does?...... It's not about dodging, it's just one step ahead. ”

Zhao Spirit frowned and looked at him, and after a while, he nodded hesitantly, he also felt that Zhan Ran's body style was indeed inferior to Leng Feng.

It's not that it's not as fast, it's subtle, but he can always be one step ahead, avoid Leng Feng's fist, and save the day.

No wonder, he felt a little strange and awkward at first, it turned out to be like this!

He couldn't figure it out, how did this unpredictable prophet, Senior Brother Zhan Ran do it?!

Or is it not an unpredictable prophet, but he knows Leng Feng's body and fist techniques well, and can guess his next move?

But how can Zhan Ran understand Leng Feng's body and boxing techniques?

Zhao Jinsheng was the male protagonist of himself, and his star-like eyes stared at Li Muchan without blinking. , Zhong Bixuan snorted lightly: "Senior Sister Mei, the little monk is also quite powerful!"

Mei Ruolan also kept an eye on the field and smiled.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Li Muchan flew up.

Zhao Jinsheng's movement, like a puff of smoke, took Li Muchan, put it down, and said, "Zhan Ran is a drop, it doesn't matter, right?"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Li Muchan's mouth, and "poof" turned into a blood mist and spewed out.

Reluctantly stopped, Li Muchan's face was already a little golden, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I can't die, senior brother, the Divine Fist really lives up to its reputation!"

"Senior brother, you can fight to such an extent, it's very rare to have a good conversation!" Zhao Jinsheng patted him on the back and sighed softly.

Li Muchan shook his head and looked at Leng Feng.

Leng Feng frowned and sneered, "Canghai Sword Sect...... Come on, boy!"

Zhao Jinsheng let go of his hand, hugged his fists and said: "Under Zhao Jinsheng, learn from the cold seniors!"

"What nonsense!" Leng Feng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's make a move!"

Zhao Jinsheng put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly his expression was solemn, as if he had changed a person, the whole person was completely integrated with the sword, he was the sword, and the sword was him-

Li Muchan leaned on Zhu Zhu and looked at Zhao Jinsheng, and couldn't help but be surprised to see him so much.

I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Zhao on my sword was like being reborn, so sharp, completely different from Senior Brother Zhao who let go of the sword.

Leng Feng also frowned, he didn't expect that this kid from the Canghai Sword Sect was so young and had such a deep understanding of swordsmanship, even if there were some swordsmanship masters in the world, it was nothing more than that.

He paid attention to it for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, let's take out the sword, and put on a flower shelf!"

"Huh!" a cold light flashed, and the whistling sound was connected, like a torn cloth, crisp and smooth.

Leng Feng dodged and punched the spine of the sword.

Zhao Jinsheng stepped forward, twisted his wrist and spun the sword, and the blade of the sword slashed towards Leng Feng's wrist, clean and neat, extremely fast, and instantly arrived in front of Leng Feng's wrist.

Leng Feng hurriedly withdrew his palm, and he was even more awe-inspiring, stepped out a few steps, flashed behind Zhao Jinsheng, and punched out, hitting his vest directly.

Zhao Jinsheng was not in a hurry, swung his sword and twisted his waist slightly, drawing a round sword light, facing Leng Feng's fist, forcing him to change his moves.

Although Leng Feng's fist is hard, after all, he is flesh and blood, and he can't compete with the long sword, so he can only take the move.

The two fought, Zhao Jinsheng's sword light was like practice, his swordsmanship was exquisite, and he took the lead step by step, forcing Leng Feng to keep changing his moves and withdrawing his fists, and he was already defeated.

Li Muchan leaned on the Zhu Zhu, looked at the field, shook his head and sighed, he was indeed far behind, and it was indeed a wise move to worship the Canghai Sword Sect.

Looking at Zhao Jinsheng's swordsmanship, he is young, but he can force Leng Feng like this, which shows the subtlety of his swordsmanship.

Zhao Jinsheng is a rare good person, Li Muchan sighed, just now, Zhao Jinsheng actually invested in an internal force to help Li Muchan stabilize his injury.

Li Muchan knew that his swordsmanship talent was not strong, but although he learned swordsmanship slowly, once he learned it, he often turned it into instinct.

As long as you learn exquisite swordsmanship, and then work hard to turn it into instinct, it is not inferior to Zhao Jinsheng compared to swordsmanship.

He sighed like this, and the scene had already been decided.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", the long sword slashed his fingernails, Zhao Jinsheng was like being devoured by thunder, and he took three steps back before he stabilized his figure, and his jade-like face was covered with red, as if he was drunk-"Senior Brother Zhao!" Zhong Bixuan hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said in a low voice: "Does it matter?"

Zhao Jinsheng shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "Senior Sister Zhong, don't worry, it's okay,...... This divine fist really lives up to its name!"

The corners of his mouth were not bleeding, but the taste of his whole body was uncomfortable, and he had not suffered this internal injury for a long time.

Li Muchan walked over and sighed, "Senior Brother Zhao......"

Zhao Jinsheng smiled bitterly and sighed, and after a while, he said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, I'm very sorry, for my brother, I have low skills, and I really can't ...... talent."

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior brother has such a swordsmanship, it really surprises me." ”

Zhao Jinsheng smiled and said, "I am also very surprised by my junior brother's boxing skills and light skills. ”

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I stole from the Leng seniors, and I only got some fur, but unfortunately, in front of the Leng seniors, I suffered after all." ”

Zhao Jinsheng laughed: "This set of punch and leg techniques is by no means so easy to learn, so Senior Brother Zhan Ran doesn't have to work hard." ”

Leng Feng stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the person coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Whose turn is it!"

Li Muchan bowed his hand, stopped Xu Jingying and Zhong Bixuan, and said loudly: "You don't have to fight anymore, it's better for me to go with you!"

"Good idea, die one, never die a few strong. Leng Feng said lightly.

Li Muchan smiled: "However, I have one condition. ”

"Say it. Leng Feng said lightly.

Li Muchan said: "You can't abolish my martial arts, hurt my body, everything has been said by the Helian family!"

“...... Okay!" Leng Feng glanced at him and snorted, "I want to see if you, a little monk, can escape." ”

Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Na Ling should be careful. ”

"You have to be careful!" Leng Feng disagreed.