Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

A figure flew out backwards.

Jin Renfeng slid a few meters on the ground, shook his hands subconsciously, and said in surprise: "The strength is really not small."

His entire wrist was already red.

The snake spirit was also a little surprised. It had calculated the punch just now, and it could definitely hit him. Unexpectedly, he could block it at a critical moment.

Don't think it was useless just now.

Its attack rhythm is very fast, just to allow Jin Renfeng to defend passively, and let it gradually fall into its rhythm, so as to find flaws.

"It's strange, just now your two hands were obviously in a state of old strength and mental strength, how could it suddenly explode?" After vomiting the snake letter, the snake spirit finally recognized his strength and said: "Interesting, the boy really Some doorways, it seems that there is an external force intervening at that moment."

"Boy, didn't you just ask the old man's name and where he lives? Listen carefully, the old man lives in Changbai Mountain, and his name is Liu Kunsheng."

"Maoshan Taoist, Yuanyang."

The battle of one man, one snake has just begun...

In the auditorium, Feng Zhenghao looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the old heavenly master.

He thought that the old master would be interested in this fight.

"Father, do you think that Taoist priest can win?"

Feng Xingtong asked curiously.

"He doesn't have our skills. In my opinion, Deng Youfu's strength can be ranked among the top three among all the contestants. Especially after seeing the spirit he invited, I am afraid that he is expected to be the champion. Perhaps only our family's Lingling Send generals to defeat that ancient snake spirit."

Feng Zhenghao shook his head and said: "It's a pity, the old master is really good at calculating."

"What does this have to do with the old master?"

"Maybe..." Feng Zhenghao didn't answer his son's doubts directly, but asked instead: "Son, who do you think your next opponent will be?"

"what?"

Feng Xingtong said in surprise: "The second round is not over yet, how would I know?"

"No." Feng Zhenghao said in an inexplicable tone: "I think that if there is no accident, your next opponent will be this Deng Youfu who has not escaped."

Feng Xingtong frowned, thinking of what his father said before, he gradually recalled it.

"Father means that the old heavenly master will..."

"Don't guess, I didn't say anything, let's watch the game, in case something unexpected happens." Feng Zhenghao chuckled, watching the match on the court, wondering if Yang Ping'an could turn defeat into victory. If he can turn defeat into victory, his value is immeasurable.

On the other side, Yang Hong had complicated thoughts and looked at Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong on the opposite side from time to time.

He whispered: "Is it them?"

"What?" Because the voice was too soft, Wang Ya at the side couldn't hear clearly, thinking she was calling her.

Yang Hong shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just watch the game."

"It's not so good, Xiaohui, your brother seems to be at a disadvantage." Although Wang Jiajia couldn't understand the specific situation of the battle, she could vaguely see that Jin Renfeng was being suppressed by the opponent all the time.

Yang Hui didn't reply, but stared fixedly at the battlefield, sweating coldly.

Wang also said: "Hehe, you really can't underestimate the people of the world."

"That's right, that's right, I didn't expect a master to be so powerful, I really can't underestimate people in the world." Li Qingkuang on the side echoed.

How did he know that what Wang Ye was talking about wasn't Deng Youfu at all, but Jin Renfeng who was at a disadvantage in the battle.

He could see that the Tiangang steps that Jin Renfeng stepped on had the shadow of a strange armor.

"Boy, do you only know how to hide?" Liu Kunsheng looked at Jin Renfeng who had been dodging all the time, and said angrily, "If you have the guts, take a punch from me."

"as you wish."

Jin Renfeng unleashed the Lightning and Thunder Fist.

In an instant, thunder and lightning were everywhere, condensing on his fist.

The thunder continued.

boom boom-

Fisting to the flesh, falling into a disadvantaged battle situation, it was strangely even at this time.

However, I don't know how many sticks of incense have passed.

Jin Renfeng's whole body was soaked.

This battle has been fought until now, and he has not used the power of the Yang God. He also has a sense of arrogance and persistence in his heart. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never use the Yang God to fight in the game.

Without him, victory is impossible.

At a similar age, if he still needs to use the power of the Yang God to crush his opponents, it will not only disrespect these opponents, but also disrespect himself.

It's not a life-and-death battle, and they don't have any hatred. If they use Yangshen, they will be suspected of being a bully.

Until now, his muscles have become a little stiff, and there is not much qi left in his body. Jin Renfeng took a deep breath and said, "Senior Liu, do you mind if I invite an upper body?"

Liu Kunsheng was taken aback for a moment, it saw that Jin Renfeng was already a powerful bow at this time, and he was not in a hurry to end the battle, but planned to see what other means Jin Renfeng had.

"The majestic powers of the eight directions make me natural, and the spiritual treasure supports my life. I tell the nine heavens, disciples of Maoshan, please invite the great emperor who subdues the demons of the three realms to show his might..." I saw the golden man and phoenix kneading the magic formula in his mouth, stomping on the ground with his feet , The whole person couldn't stop trembling slightly.

He is using the little qi left to guide his followers who stayed in Maoshan.

At the same time, the Hall of Guan Gong in Maoshan.

The statue of Guan Gong was being worshiped by people, and the Taoist priest who was standing aside to maintain order suddenly saw the dazzling golden light shining on the statue of Guan Gong, dazzling like a small sun, which made him close his eyes unconsciously.

And this scene can only be seen by strangers, and ordinary tourists can't see it at all.

"Hurry up as a law!"

"Guan Gong help me!"

In the next second, a powerful energy blessed Jin Renfeng, and his whole body was supported by this powerful force.

A steed made of qi held a green dragon Yanyue knife in his hand. At this time, Jin Renfeng's heart was as calm as water, and his eyes burst out with bloody red light. At this moment, his expression was neither happy nor sad, only his eyes were full of strong war. meaning.

The steed roared silently, carrying the golden phoenix on its back and galloped towards Liu Kunsheng.Holding the handle of the knife with one hand, the entire blade dragged on the ground and moved forward.

He is gathering strength.

Because there is only one chance of a knife.

Chapter 140 VII Rising to Fame

At this time, Liu Kunsheng was like a frightened bird. For a moment, his eyes shrank, his scalp went numb, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation. It was dangerous, there was great danger!

Animals are far more alert than humans.

In its eyes, Jin Renfeng's aura is getting stronger and stronger, and it even makes him look up to the strong, like a hunter staring at his prey.

How long……

How long has it been like this.

Ever since it opened its mind, acquired the sense of qi, and formally stepped into the practice, it has never experienced this kind of cowardice and strong food. The other party seems to be standing at the top of the food chain watching it in blood.

"Damn it, you can't let this bastard Youfu die here." Liu Kunsheng gritted his teeth, looked at the golden phoenix roaring towards it, and couldn't avoid it. There was no other way, all the qi brought this time were unreserved The ground burst out, and the palms were pushed forward, trying to resist the opponent's next attack.

Jin Renfeng silently counted the distance.

Four meters, three meters, two meters...

It's now!

"cut--"

With the help of the horse's impact, Jin Renfeng took advantage of the situation and swung the Spring and Autumn Slash in Guan Gong's plan of dragging the sword.

Boom!

Shocking knife.

The huge sword light easily tore through the defensive black qi that Liu Kunsheng had laid in front of him.

At the critical moment, Jin Renfeng's blade tilted slightly to one side.

Daomang passed by Liu Kunsheng.

The wall was split open in an instant, and even the rows of seats in the auditorium were not spared, a huge crack was split. Fortunately, these audiences were not ordinary people, and they all ran away when they saw danger.

In an instant, the field fell silent.

Jin Renfeng also withdrew from that state. With his knife just now, the power of incense accumulated on Guan Gong's statue for half a year was exhausted.

That's right, in this world's Maoshan, the magic of inviting gods is also incomplete.

It's really incomparable with the world of Uncle Nine.

The statue of Guan Gong is the most popular in Maoshan.

However, there is no god in the statue of Guan Gong in Maoshan, so it is impossible to condense and store the power of incense. I don’t know how much wasted in these years. During the trip to Maoshan half a year ago, Jin Renfeng secretly cast a concentrating spell on the statue of Guan Gong, condensing a wisp of incense and fire spirit Thoughts, but these incense and divine thoughts are not conscious.

If you want to conceive the conscious self, you don't know that you have to go through many years of incense offerings.

"The winner - Yang Pingan!"

"Accepted..." Jin Renfeng clasped his hands, and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, almost forcing him into a tuba.

To be honest, the power of this knife has indeed far exceeded his expectations.

Liu Kunsheng's voice was very hoarse, and he said with a wry smile, "Boy, thank you for not killing me."

It knows that if the opponent's knife hits it and Deng Youfu, Deng Youfu will definitely die, and if it doesn't hide, it is not guaranteed to die, but it will definitely not feel good.

It doesn't have as many crooked thoughts as humans.

Losing is losing, there is nothing to say...

Afterwards, Liu Kunsheng left Deng Youfu's body, twisted his spirit snake body, cast a deep look at Jin him, turned his head and flew towards the sky.

in the room.

Zhang Zhiwei put down his phone, sat on the bed, and sighed: "I never thought that the Chuma family would also lose, Liu Kunsheng, even the big monster..."

"Please Guan Gong, is it possible?"

Anyway, he didn't believe it, Longhushan and Maoshan were originally in the same spirit, how could he, an old heavenly master, not know what methods Maoshan had.

Inviting divine arts is similar to that of the monks, except that one invites the ancestral spirits and the other invites the wild immortals.

Others don't know, how could he not know that Guan Gong was enshrined as the Great Emperor of the Three Realms and Guan Shengdijun after his death, in the 42nd year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, under the lobbying of the Daoist sect.

After such a long time, even if there is a spirit body in the world, it is probably too cold.

It should be other similar means.

As far as he knew, there used to be some actors who had a magical technique called "God Mask".

Maybe it's just a similar method...

"Dinglingling~Grandpa, grandpa, your grandson is calling you~~"

Hearing the ringtone, Zhang Zhiwei knew who it was. He picked up the phone and said yin and yang: "Isn't your phone turned off, old thing? Why is it fully charged?"

"Hahaha, old man, how is it? Is the strength of the experienced junior brother okay?"

"Can I enter the eyes of your celestial master?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The meaning of gloating is self-evident.

Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly: "Don't be too complacent, this is only the second round, be careful to slap your face, don't forget, only No.1 can get the Tongtian talisman."

"Hey! The old Taoist would rather not have the Tongtian talisman, but also let the little brother of the old Taoist play as a celestial master for a while. When the time comes, the old celestial master, don't regret it."

Hanging up decisively, Zhang Zhiwei knew that the old guy had no good intentions in calling at this time, and most likely he was mocking him for coming.

No, I can't swallow this breath.

"Oh, God is going to fight against me, Zhang Chulan is unlucky..." Zhang Zhiwei was speechless.

Zhuge Qing, Yang Ping'an, Jia Zhengliang, Feng's siblings, Tang Wenlong, Wang Ye... took a look at the 17 people who successfully advanced to the third round. After the second round of screening, none of them were too weak.

Especially Zhuge Qing, who is currently the best performer.

Even if it was Zhang Lingyu, he didn't dare to guarantee that he could beat Zhuge Qing, after all, the methods of warlocks were hard to defend against ordinary strangers...

Zhang Zhiwei had a headache for a while, thinking how about arranging Yang Pingan to deal with Zhuge Qing in the next round?