Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Search Ziyou Pavilion on Baidu. Qin Fengming, who had been standing in the center of the hall with no expression, saw that if he didn't show his hands, he would be kicked out. So he smiled slightly and said. The person he was facing was sitting on the central wooden chair. The old man named Sang is above.

Hearing the words of the monk in the early stage of becoming an elixir in front of him, not only the old man surnamed Sang looked slightly stunned, but also the other monks in the hall at this time couldn't help but look at Qin Fengming at the same time.

You know, as far as realms are concerned, the two of them are three small realms apart. In the Chengdan realm, even if they are only one small realm apart, there will be a huge gap in the power of their secret techniques.

This statement made by the person in front of me in the early stage of becoming a pill is exactly what he meant to challenge the old man surnamed Sang.

"Haha. What kind of strength? If you can take my blow, I will allow you brothers and sisters to join my patrol team." Looking at the calm middle-aged monk in front of him, the old man surnamed Sang was also moved in his heart.

"Hmm. I'm going to have a fight with fellow Taoist Sang in that period. I don't know where I can fight here."

When he heard that the middle-aged monk in front of him dared to call the old man surnamed Ban Sang, the old man surnamed Bai couldn't help but change his face. He had certainly heard about the methods of the old man surnamed Sang.

It was rumored that a Huaying monk came from the Andong Kingdom. The route he took happened to meet the patrol of the old man surnamed Sang in front of them. When everyone was shocked, the message was immediately sent to the three Huaying monks named Fang. The old man and the monk named Guo actually stepped forward to intercept him.

After a fierce battle, the two of them actually held back the Infant Transformation monk who crossed the border until Fang and other Transformation Infant monks arrived.

The old man surnamed Bai himself did not dare to imagine how powerful a blow from such a powerful person could be. He wanted to intercept the monk next to him, but Qin Fengming waved his hand to stop him.

"Gah ga ga. That's right. Fellow Daoist Duan is really brave. There is a competition ground on the mountain here. But only two people can enter that place. If it doesn't embarrass Brother Sang too much, Fellow Daoist Duan can choose to go there. I'm here to fight Brother Sang."

Hearing the teasing words from the monk surnamed Guo, the old man surnamed Sang didn't look strange at all. He moved and flew out of the main hall.

Everyone present naturally set off one after another and came outside the main hall.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, there is no need to find a martial arts arena. You and I can just fight each other in the air. As long as fellow Taoist Duan can catch my blow, you can join my team."

When Qin Fengming saw this, his eyes flashed and he smiled slightly. His body moved and he flew into the air.

At this time, the area where the two of them were located was already far away from the area of ​​tall buildings. The monks' fight had spread widely, so it was inconvenient to use it within the building complex.

"Since Fellow Daoist Sang has said this, Duan is more respectful than to obey. Duan will strike with Fellow Daoist Sang right here." Qin Fengming said. He stood motionless with no abnormality on his face. It was the body-protecting aura. Not sacrificed.

Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, the eyes of the old man surnamed Sang slowly grew sharp. Although it was stipulated that the patrolling monks were not allowed to fight for their lives, the old man surnamed Sang was already worried about this monk who was in the early stage of becoming an elixir and had greatly damaged his face. I have made up my mind that even if I don't want his life, I will definitely get him seriously injured.

"Fellow Daoist Duan is paying attention. I will attack now."

As the words fell, the old man surnamed Sang raised his right hand. A huge green light flashed and an astonishing coercion appeared. A huge green fist shot towards Qin Fengming. It almost appeared on its own. He has already arrived in front of Qin Fengming.

Sensing the powerful attack launched by the old man surnamed Sang, Qin Fengming's heart also moved slightly.

The blow of the old man surnamed Sang appeared to be extremely powerful. In terms of its power, it was even a blow against an ordinary infant-transformation monk. It was no less than a blow.

No wonder the old man surnamed Sang is so domineering. It turns out that he has some confidence.

Seeing the huge fist shadow in front of him, Qin Fengming originally wanted to use a soul-eating grab to directly block the opponent's attack. However, his thoughts turned down and he suddenly gave up on this move.

Although Qin Fengming is not afraid of any monks with this method, it is extremely inappropriate to be too showy. For example, in the competition arena mentioned by the monk surnamed Guo, Qin Fengming does not mind making the old man surnamed Sang suffer a big loss. But In full view of the public, it would be better for him to restrain himself.

Therefore, Qin Fengming was suspended in the air. With his eyes shining brightly, he allowed the opponent to attack him.

Qin Fengming dared to act like this. First, he was convinced that with his own strong body, he was not afraid of being attacked by a mere adult cultivator. On the other hand, he also knew that here, the old man surnamed Sang would not dare to attack him with all his strength. Kill here.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Duan is done with this life."

Seeing that Qin Fengming did not dodge and did not dodge, but directly let the attack hit him, several monks watching the battle shouted out almost simultaneously. Only Lan Xueer's eyes flashed. Although she was slightly worried, she did not show any abnormalities.

"Bang." A loud noise sounded immediately. Under the flash of green light, a figure shot out and flew thirty or forty feet away before regaining stability.

"Thank you Daoist Sang for being merciful and preventing Duan from falling here on the spot." Qin Fengming, who was standing still, cupped his fists and raised his fists to the old man surnamed Sang, who was two hundred feet away, and said very politely.

Looking at the middle-aged monk with only a slight trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth in front of him, the sharp light in the eyes of the old man surnamed Sang also changed. In a flash, a strange color appeared on his face.

The old man surnamed Sang struck a blow. Although at the last moment, he saw that the other party did not resist at all and the power was greatly reduced. But even so, he was sure that one blow would seriously injure the monk.

But at this moment, the person standing in front of him was a monk who was only slightly ill and had no abnormal expression on his face. This scene made the old man surnamed Sang very puzzled.

"Hahaha. It's so good. Fellow Daoist Sang left his love behind. Fellow Daoist Duan also suffered from the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression. This kind of mentality is unique among ten thousand people. If he remains under Fellow Daoist Sang, he will definitely be able to achieve great things. There is no doubt that I will be able to help you. I will go back and resume my life now."

Seeing the result, the monk surnamed Bai also let out a sigh of relief. He cupped his fists at the old man surnamed Sang in the air, turned around and flew towards the distant hall.

In the main hall, the three infant transformation monks had opened their eyes at this time. Although the expressions of the three of them were normal, there was a flicker of strange color in their eyes.

"Haha. These two brothers and sisters are not simple at all. Let's go down and see if these two people are the disciples of that Taoist friend who came out to practice."

"Yes. Disciple will go and handle it immediately."

Following the words of the Yingying monk sitting in the middle, a voice of response immediately sounded in the hall. Then there was a flash of light. The two monk figures flew towards the cave where Qin Fengming and his two brothers originally left.

At this time, Qin Fengming and the others had returned to Hall No. 9.

After this incident, everyone was a bit more polite to Qin Fengming and the two of them. Being able to have the courage to take the blow from the old man surnamed Sang is enough to show that the middle-aged monks in front of them have the strength.

"For the next few days, everyone will stay in this hall to practice peacefully and wait for the day of departure." The old man surnamed Sang said with an expressionless face as he glanced at everyone.

When he said this, his eyes glanced twice at Qin Fengming's face.

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