Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Will you and me do the last one?"

Fast Wind Hall Hall Master, Kong Zonghan, the Sanren of Duanluo, flashed his eyes, and walked forward slowly from the crowd.

Although he is more than half a hundred years old, he seems to be still in his prime because of the deep Inner Strength and abundant blood.

Blue clothes wrapped around the body, the face is like a crown jade.

It looks like a weak scholar, but in fact, he is a great martial artist in County City.

"Hall Master!"

Beside Kong Zonghan, someone yelled: "Don't be fooled by him, we have the upper hand now, there is no need for Hall Master to commit crimes. Risk."

"Really?"

Yang Fengfu said indifferently: "Brother Kong, do you really think Fast Wind Hall must be better than Ferocious Tiger Sect?"

"..."

Kong Zonghan's eyes flickered without saying a word.

"hmph!"

Yang Fengfu lightly snorted, and continued: "Don't forget that the trapped beasts are still fighting. Even if Fast Wind Hall can win this time, I don't know how many people will be left. "

He looked around his head, his eyes seeming to scan the head of the ring unintentionally.

Then he spoke slowly: "When the time comes, I don’t know if Brother Kong can lead the remaining sect members and disciple to gain a firm foothold in this County City!"

"Sect Master Yang, don't worry about it!"

Kong Zonghan's eyes droop slightly.

It seems that he is still more inclined to fight steadily than to confide in life and death with each other.

After all, in the current situation, Fast Wind Hall has a better chance of winning.

There is no need to commit a risk.

"Brother Kong is still so cautious."

Yang Fengfu hearing this sneered and said: "But I don't know, you use your senior and junior brothers, sect members and disciple's lives to maintain Will my own prestige be able to convince the public in the future?"

When the sound fell, Kong Zonghan's complexion couldn't help but change.

On the Fast Wind Hall side, some people's eyes flashed again and again.

As Yang Fengfu said, although the Fast Wind Hall side has the upper hand, it was done with human life.

If you want to win in the end, more people will die!

Those who have already passed and won, of course, don’t matter, but those who are going to play next to death will inevitably have a knot in their heart.

Especially to fight Ferocious Tiger Sect sect master Yang Fengfu, Fast Wind Hall does not die a few Peak expert simply impossible!

Several Fast Wind Hall gatekeepers who are going to play next are even more gloomy.

"Okay!"

Kong Zonghan changed the eyes of everyone to take in the entire scene, pondering a little, and his voice suddenly mentioned.

"Since Sect Master Yang insists on doing this, this Kong will accompany it!"

"Hall Master!"

"Master, no!"

On the Fast Wind Hall side, many people have expressed their opposition to the complexion greatly changed.

"Shut up!"

Kong Zonghan flicked his sleeves to stop everyone around him from dissuading him.

"My generation of people in the rivers and lakes, I have to use martial arts to discuss high and low, how can I be afraid of other people's challenges."

"Besides, I have been with Sect Master Yang for a long time, this time If you can’t fight the last game happily, I’m afraid you’ll regret it for life."

"Brother Kong said well."

Yang Fengfu tapped his palms and sighed:" You and I have been in County City for decades, and I have been called the East Tigers and the West Cool, but there are few opportunities to fight each other. It’s time to compete!"

"Sect Master Yang’s great Primordial Chaos Tiger Claw Art, this Kong wanted to ask for advice a long time ago."

Kong Zonghan lightly tapped his feet, his body floated down on the ring, his hands cup one fist in the other hand, and he bowed to the opposite side.

At the same time, the voice became cold.

"In this battle, there is a decisive victory and life and death!"

"Good!"

Yang Fengfu opened his tiger's eyes and stretched out his big hand:" Let us settle the dispute between the two factions."

"Please!"

"Please!"

quiet.

It seems that even the cold wind sweeping across the four directions was suppressed by an invisible air machine and sank.

First in the ring.

Several elders from the rivers and lakes stood up silently, and fell lightly on the four corners of the ring, looking at the two with solemn expressions.

The bosses of Two Great Influences face each other, and the body is completely motionless like a sculpture. Only the invisible air machine is criss-crossed in the field.

Under the coercion of these two imposing manners, the sect members and disciple of the two factions have retreated a few steps subconsciously.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the ring without blinking.

Even Guo Fan has forgotten the pain on his body, staring at the two people on the ring and dare not relax.

"ka-cha..."

Among the crowd, I don't know who stepped on the gravel to make a strange noise.

This voice is very subtle, put it elsewhere, I'm afraid it will be ignored if you don't listen carefully.

But here and now, it is like a clarion call to break the silence, extremely vivid!

"Hoo..."

The wind is blowing wildly.

The two people on the ring shot at the same time.

Kong Zonghan's wrist flicked, and the Divine Weapon Qingfeng soft sword suddenly peeked out from his waist, and more than ten sword qi was clicked.

The breeze blows the willow sword!

Before recruiting, the force will come first!

When the martial artist's Inner Strength penetrates the twelve meridian, and when the strange scriptures are opened, it will emerge through the body and metamorphose into inner Qi.

The refinement of inner Qi is no different from the entity.

At this moment, Kong Zonghan's sword was twisted, his energy flashed out, tore the void, and went straight to Yang Fengfu.

The energy slid across the ground and easily cut through the hard ring.

Guo Fan’s hard work is as soft as tofu in front of it, and it will be cracked when touched.

Yang Fengfu also not to be outdone, with five claws like a hook, and the condensed inner Qi shoots out from the fingertips.

"His...his..."

The strength in the field is violent, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and like a metal collision, the ground is like a plow, and the hard soil flips out .

After Jinqi, there are two silhouettes of follow closely from behind.

Yang Fengfu, in the form of a tiger, is fierce in an imposing manner, and the place is about one zhang just below his feet. It is fierce and terrifying.

Kong Zonghan's silhouette is like a gust of wind, his body turned into afterimages, making people unrealistic.

As soon as the two servants touched each other, they fought into a ball. The silhouette was flying, and dozens of strokes were passed in the blink of an eye.

The two forces in the audience are all tensed, staring at the battlefield.

But the speed of the two on the stage was too fast, and the silhouette turned into an illusory shadow, and very few people could see the situation clearly.

Guo Fan’s cultivation base is not high, but his cultivation technique is extraordinary.

At this time, power gathers both eyes, and within both eyes, cold light is faintly flickering, and the situation in the field can be seen clearly.

Of course, several elders who presided over the battle can also get a full view of the battle.

For them, this level of fighting is also extremely rare.

Moreover, the two great experts unreservedly displayed their abilities, which is also a lot of benefits for them watching the game.

While watching the battle, substituting yourself will give you a glimpse of the beauty of the two people's Cultivation Art and Martial Skill.

Fast Wind Hall is handed down from an expert in the world a hundred years ago.

Although the senior unfortunately failed to enter the ranks of the Innate expert, he is good at various martial arts.

It ran out of life, and finally merged various martial arts to create three skills and seventeen skills, which became the method passed down from generation to generation in Fast Wind Hall.

In this short period of time, Kong Zonghan has used many methods such as the Sword of Returning the Wind and the Willow, the Divine Wind Step, and the Kuang Wind Sword Technique.

Its subtlety far surpasses the others in Fast Wind Hall.

There are even more hidden killing methods, and every time they are displayed, the hearts of the people who are substituted are chilled.

Ferocious Tiger Sect sect master Yang Fengfu is equally good with the opponent.

The tiger claws with one hand, the tiger creates the wind, and the wind does not fall.

According to legend, the Primordial Chaos Tiger Claw Art is passed on from an Innate expert. It is not only the method of Qi Refinement, but also the method of killing the enemy.

The cultivation technique Small Accomplishment is more powerful than the tiger, and the strength is far beyond ordinary people.

When you arrive at a realm like Yang Fengfu, the abundance of energy and blood, and the tyranny of Inner Strength far exceed Tongji.

On the cultivation base, he has less mastered than Kong Zonghan, but he is more powerful than Kong Zonghan.

Of course, this is also controlled by the characteristics of the cultivation technique.

"roar!"

The roar of the tiger shook the sky.

Yang Fengfu's breath is like a rainbow, and the crocodile scales and tiger claws on his hands flash continuously, and his vigor is intertwined into a net in the air, covering his opponent.

This crocodile scale tiger claw set in his hand was made by the sect master of Ferocious Tiger Sect who killed an alien beast, peeled and kneaded it.

Not only tenacious, no stronghold one cannot overcome, comparable to Divine Weapon, but also fiendish qi can be added.

Make the holder stronger!

But every time it is used, there is a danger of invading the body with a fierce intent, so if it is not a last resort, Yang Fengfu will not use it.

Now, it's time to use it.

"Okay!"

Kong Zonghan's eyes divine light bloomed, with a sharp scream, his body changed, like Jiaoyao Divine Dragon flying into the sky, countless sword lights blooming in the sky.

Fenglong Shenxing Sword Art!

This sword art is the root of Fast Wind Hall inheritance. It has always been practiced only by Hall Master, and it is rarely seen in front of people.

While performing the sword tactics, he inspires a certain explosion method, making the sword light more powerful!

"roar!"

"Zheng..."

The tiger roar and sword light collide in the air, the dazzling light makes people close their eyes, only the rapid collision sound Into the ear.

When Guo Fan opened his eyes again, the scene was settled.

The original smooth and flat ring is like being rolled over by the Earth Dragon, and the mud and debris are in a mess.

Several elders from the rivers and lakes stand around, their complexions constantly changing, and their eyes flickering.

In the ring.

Yang Fengfu, with a green complexion, stands completely motionless on the left.

Kong Zonghan's clothes are broken, claw marks can be seen all over his body, and blood spills from the corners of his mouth.

It seems that Ferocious Tiger Sect sect master Yang Fengfu is moving forward.

"Sect Master Yang."

Kong Zonghan's eyes flickered, and suddenly said: "You and I won't be the winner in this battle. What if we fight again in seven days?"

"After seven days?"

Yang Fengfu narrowed his eyes, then slowly nodded: "Alright, then we will come back to the fight in seven days."

"Good!"

The corners of Kong Zonghan's mouth were slightly tilted, and a smile was difficult to make on his face.

I didn't say much at the moment, the big sleeves were rolled, the footsteps were slightly staggered, and everyone walked towards Fast Wind Hall.

The people in Fast Wind Hall still wanted to ask questions, but he waved to stop them, and the entire group hurriedly left.

Yang Fengfu watched the other person leave, then moved towards a few Jianghu elders cup one fist in the other hand, and returned to his own power with a calm face.

"sect master!"

"Brother?"

"Master, you won, right?"

A group of people Immediately surrounding them, some people were even more pleased.

"Let's go!"

Yang Fengfu's complexion was livid, and he walked straight forward: "If you have anything, I will talk about it when I go back."

"Yes."

Yi Ganren looked at each other in blank dismay and hurried to keep up.

Not long after, Yang Fengfu got on a luxury carriage with the help of his wife Zheng Yuping.

I just got on the carriage, but he hasn't yet sat down, his body trembled, and there was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"husband!"

Zheng Yuping complexion greatly changed.

"Don't make a sound!"

As soon as Yang Fengfu grasped her bright wrist, he gasped desperately to suppress the injuries in the body: "Wait... wait until I get back."

"..."

Zheng Yuping's silver teeth clenched and nodded: "Okay, you hold on, we will return to the mountain gate."