"please."
Qin Feng smiled calmly and looked at each other calmly.
"please."
Qingyan also paid a courtesy.
"It's going to start!"
Seeing this, the nearby Lingshan Sect disciples immediately held their breath.
Not far away, more figures are coming quickly.
"Qingyan will not lose!"
One of the disciples whispered worryingly.
"Nonsense, of course not."
"Are you stupid? That's Qingyan, how could the third elder's senior disciple lose?"
"That is, how could Qingyan lose, and still lose to a cultivator in the human world."
"Alarmism."
"Ridiculous."
A stern refutation sounded immediately around.
"Qingfeng, Qingyu, and Qingshan also said the same when they came out."
The disciples who spoke were slandering in their hearts.
"Ha ha."
Zhao Tiange chuckled lightly, with a smile drawn out of the corner of his mouth, smiling with his arms around his chest, leaning against the door, watching everything quietly.
"Wouldn't the senior disciple of the third elder of the Lingshan Sect lose?"
Zhao Tiange shook his head slightly.
With the combat power displayed by Qin Feng, among the lower levels of the Buddha Realm, except for the suzerain of the three big sects and the dragon, the others are simply not enough and pose a threat to Qin Feng.
"What a bunch of self-righteous idiots."
"Don't talk about the three elders' big disciples, even the third elders may not be Master Qin's opponent."
Zhao Tiange shook his head secretly in his heart.
The prestige of the three sects is too great.
So much so that their disciples are used to looking at people with their chins up, and they look down on people a bit.
Is it really that simple for someone who can defeat the son of Lianhuazong
Deceive yourself and dare not admit your failure.
"Sad."
Zhao Tiange curled his lips mockingly.
In the mountains and forests, Qingyan raised his chin slightly, and circulated the Dharma in his body.
A little golden light diffused, and gradually formed a scary King Kong with eyes wide open behind him.
"I practiced Diamond Buddha Demon Fist."
Qingyan finished speaking in a deep voice, and the Horror King Kong behind him condensed a little bit from the virtual.
It seems to walk out of the illusion, and it seems to fall from the wonderland of Lingshan, standing proudly in the world.
"King Kong Buddha Demon Fist!"
Qin Feng was slightly surprised.
Such an astonishing aura of terror was even no less than the pressure Feng Wuhuang brought to Qin Feng.
No wonder this Qingyan is so confident.
He rotates the origin of the Ksitigarbha King, a sacred and vast golden light, condensed between his palms.
"Prajna Zen palm."
Qin Feng said faintly, with a deep-rooted attitude.
"Prajna Zen palm, good."
"Then let me see the power of Prajna Palm."
Qing Yan gave a soft yell, and the angry King Kong behind him suddenly opened his eyes, turned into a golden light, rolled up his five fingers, and slammed it down with a volley.
The world suddenly changed.
The huge fist strikes across the space, and large tracts of ripples appear in the void.
As if Qing Yan's punch has penetrated the void.
With the horrible pressure, countless hundred-year-old trees turned into powder.
"it is good."
After the surrounding disciples were shocked for a while, they applauded loudly.
"This is the disciple of my Spirit Mountain Sect."
Then, they cheered.
"Humph."
Zhao Tiange sneered and shook his head, "It's too early to be happy."
Qin Feng stood calmly on the spot, his jet-black pupils reflected a bit of golden light from the bounce, letting the golden light fill his body.
It wasn't until the golden light covered all Qin Feng's sight that Qin Feng suddenly lifted his five fingers and curled them into a fist.
"You punch me, and I punch you too."
boom!
Fighting with two fists, the horrible energy exploded from it, and a huge gust of wind was rolled up around the two fist fronts.
The gravel is everywhere, and the wind rushes through the body.
The surrounding Lingyin Temple disciples had to run the Buddha's exercises with all their strength to stay in shape in the strong wind.
"So scary, who won?"
Doubts grew in their hearts, their eyes closed, and they looked forward.
I saw Qing Yan tumbling around in the air, landing on the ground, stepping back five or six steps, stepping out of five or six deep pits, and then staying in shape.
Qin Feng, who was on the other side of the battle, also took a small step back.
On the surface, it seemed that Qin Feng had the upper hand.
"This… "
The disciples of the Lingshan School were shocked and suspicious.
"Qingyan is the big disciple of the three elders, and Qingyan is not Qin Feng's opponent, then is it really necessary to invite the Holy Son to defeat Qin Feng!"
Their hearts are gloomy.
Qing Yan was not moved at all.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and narrowed his eyes.
"Qin Feng, you really are a worthy opponent."
Suddenly, Qing Yan's momentum rose again.
Behind him, the virtual and solid golden stupa melted into Qingyan's body bit by bit, and Qingyan was like a Buddha wearing golden light.
The whole body is golden.
"The ultimate King Kong Fu Demon Fist."
"This is the ultimate King Kong Fu Demon Fist. You can only practice until you reach the peak and reach the peak to melt the golden light into your body little by little."
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding Lingshan Sect disciples once again gave birth to hope.
The whole body was covered with golden light, and his gestures brought great oppression to heaven and earth.
When he fell in one step, layers of rippling appeared in the void, as if unable to withstand the pressure of Qing Yan, and countless tiny cracks sprang out.
And when he punched out, the sky directly exploded a black hole.
"Qin Feng, you shouldn't have severely injured Qing Feng."
Qing Yan yelled, the fist directly penetrated the endless void, landing on Qin Feng's head with an aura of ruining heaven and earth.
"Is it!"
Qin Feng's eyes flashed sharply, and he raised his fist without fear.
Qin Feng was a little curious about Qing Yan's current state. He wanted to know how strong Qing Yan was in this state.
And head-on combat is undoubtedly the best opportunity to understand the opponent.
boom!
boom!
boom!
A series of awe-inspiring muffled noises blew up in the void.
Space-time cracks and black holes ravage the void even more.
boom!
Another huge muffled sound exploded, and Qing Yan and Qin Feng separated leisurely.
Qing Yan yelled wildly and screamed: "Qin Feng, use your full strength."
For the sake of the sect, for the elders, and for the honored master, he must never lose.
boom!
Qing Yan's strong body directly expanded several times, and with a punch, the whole world seemed to be rolling back towards Qin Feng.
"Use all your strength?"
"I'm afraid you will die."
Qin Feng smiled indifferently, "If that's the case, let you see my newly created technique."
The origin of the Ksitigarbha king was launched, and Qin Feng used Qingyan's King Kong Fumo fist as a blueprint to merge the origin of the Ksitigarbha into the front of his fist and punched out.
Above and below, two golden fists fought against each other.
boom!
In the huge sound, one of the golden boxers seemed to be unable to withstand the huge pressure.
Click... Click... Click...
First, one crack opened, followed by countless cracks, and then torn apart like broken glass.
"not good."
Upon seeing this, Qin Feng immediately forcibly recovered most of the origin of the Ksitigarbha.
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