Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 86: Defeat Two People with a Raise of Hand

"Your Majesty is truly generous!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he looked at Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan who had already arrived and said, "You two too, if you want to get beaten up, send someone to the Fan Mansion to deliver a letter, and we'll go outside the city and have a good fight. Why do you have to mess around here?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's settle the score from seven years ago today!"

After Yun Zhilan finished speaking, he drew out his sword.

"Let's talk about it first!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "After I beat you down, don't go back to complain to me."

"Don't worry, I'm not that naive!"

Lang Tao said with a wicked smile, "At most I'll complain to my junior sister!"

"How shameless!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he tore off his outer robe and threw it aside, and at the same time he took out the Kanglong Mace.

"Leng Feibai, please recruit!"

Leng Feibai said this with a fist clasped, Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan bowed in return and took their stances.

Seeing the two of them taking up their stances, Leng Feibai suddenly raised his right leg high, and in an instant, a raging fire appeared, and he chopped down fiercely.

"Scorching Sun Blade: Fiery Sun Shining"

The powerful energy transformed into a blade light and slashed out, shaking the bricks and stones on the ground and rushing towards Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan.

"Damn it!"

The two men cursed inwardly and dodged to the left and right.

The next moment, the blade light rushed to the original position of the two people, exploded with a loud bang, and stirred up a pile of rubble on the ground.

Inside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the sound of the explosion caught the attention of Zhuang Mohan and Emperor Qing.

The two men immediately looked outside the palace, especially Emperor Qing, whose eyes flashed with coldness, but he soon relaxed.

"There's still a long way to go. It seems I haven't reached that level yet!"

Emperor Qing thought rapidly in his mind, "It seems that Wuzhu has also taught this kid something, otherwise, he would not be able to reach this level. It seems that in the future..."

Let’s not talk about Emperor Qing’s thoughts for now, and the scene returns to Leng Feibai’s surroundings.

Although Leng Feibai practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art for a short time, he was able to raise his realm to the Five Yang Realm by relying on the true Qi in the chaotic Qi sea in his body.

As for the accompanying Nine Yang Five Wonders, he also used the fifth-floor martial arts arena to practice a few moves suitable for use in the Five Yang Realm.

The battle situation on the open ground surprised all the officials and royal family members standing at the door of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. There was a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Leng Feibai.

"Brother Feibai is such a good pretender!"

Fan Xian's mouth twitched, secretly surprised. With Leng Feibai's actions, no matter what strength he had previously demonstrated, from today onwards, everyone would think that Leng Feibai was about to become the third Grandmaster in the Qing Kingdom.

"How can it be!"

Looking at the destruction caused by Leng Feibai, Lang Tao said in a lost voice, "You broke through?"

"Think too much!"

Leng Feibai shrugged and said, "It's just a martial art with strong explosive power that I learned. Compared with the real grandmaster, it's still far behind!"

"Whether you've made a breakthrough or not, look at the sword!"

Yun Zhilan brandished his sword and rushed to Leng Feibai in an instant.

"So sharp, Lao Yun!"

Leng Feibai responded calmly, the five-colored energy climbed up the Kanglong Mace, and at the same time, he used the Emperor's Qi-Seeing Technique with his eyes to see every sword move of Yun Zhilan.

The long sword flashed, the iron mace was swung freely, and the two men had exchanged dozens of moves in a flash.

"Wonderful!"

Hong Sixiang, who was having a bite to eat outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, looked at the two people fighting fiercely, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Eunuch Hong!"

Li Chengqian stepped forward courageously and asked, "What's going on?"

Hong Sixiang stood up and saluted the Crown Prince, then explained to the crowd behind him, "Four Gu Jian emphasizes sword intent, not sword moves. Yun Zhilan's sword intent has already reached 60% of Four Gu Jian's level. Leng Feibai's figure is graceful and agile, and he has also cultivated some eye-training techniques that allow him to determine the direction of Yun Zhilan's sword strike."

Watching the two men fighting fiercely, Lang Tao couldn't hold back any longer and drew his two swords to join the fray. The two short swords moved in a strange and varied manner, sometimes striking at Kong Yunzhilan's sword, sometimes deflecting Leng Feibai's iron mace.

If Yun Zhilan and Leng Feibai were fighting head-on, then Lang Tao was the sparrow engaging in a harassing war, flirting here and blocking there.

"Don't get in the way!"

Leng Feibai roared angrily and attacked Lang Tao with his left hand.

"Nine Yang Little Thunderbolt"

The explosive energy flew out of his hand and headed straight for Lang Tao.

Lang Tao's face changed drastically, and he rolled over to avoid the extreme yang energy.

The extremely yang energy did not dissipate, but flew straight towards the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

"Damn it!"

Hong Sixiang's face changed drastically. He flew out and punched directly, shattering Leng Feibai's energy.

"Child, be careful not to tear down the palace!"

Hearing Eunuch Hong's roar, Leng Feibai paused, stepped back a few steps, and said unhappily, "With a powerful enemy at our doorstep, I'm at my wit's end. Eunuch Hong, please, Grandmaster, I'll have to clear the way."

"Long-winded!"

Yun Zhilan danced with his sword in the air and slashed at Leng Feibai with his sword.

The powerful sword energy was mixed with an indomitable will as it charged towards where Leng Feibai was.

"interesting!"

Leng Feibai brandished the Kanglong Mace, and the colorful energy mixed with a strong force was swung out rapidly.

"The Art of Soaring Dragon: Like a Dragon Without a Trace"

The energy flew out and directly blocked Yun Zhilan's sword energy, destroying it completely.

“Hoohoo! I’m only using 20% ​​of my strength. It’s a bit hard to deal with!”

There was a gleam in Leng Feibai's eyes. He didn't expect that Yun Zhilan had made such great progress in the past few years. If Haitang Duoduo didn't make much progress, he would really go over to help keep an eye on her when he went to Jiangnan.

Yun Zhilan's condition was not much better than Leng Feibai's. The previous attack had drained away at least 70% of his true energy. If he continued fighting, the possibility of him dying of exhaustion would be greater.

"Still fighting?"

Leng Feibai had a blank expression on his face, but he was actually rapidly circulating his Primal Chaos Qi Sea, using the recovery abilities of Ban Duan Jin and Shennong Liuli Gong to help himself recover his lost strength.

"you!"

Yun Zhilan wanted to hold on, but was stopped by Lang Tao, who stuffed him with a healing pill. "Don't mess around. It's not appropriate to lose your life in Nanqing."

After that, Lang Tao stepped forward and said, "It seems that you have improved a lot in the past few years, but I haven't been standing still in the past few years!"

Lang Tao drew out his two swords and attacked Leng Feibai again. The sword and mace fought again. The figures of the two turned into two empty phantoms on the spot. One blow was faster than the other, and ordinary people could not see it clearly with the naked eye.

"vomit"

The officials watching the battle were dazzled, and some of them couldn't help but vomit.

"It seems that you have been hiding your abilities in the past few days!"
Fei Bai said coldly, "You are worthy of being in the top three of the ninth rank, but it's a pity that I have no rivals within the ninth rank."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai slammed the ground with one foot and took several steps back, and the Kanglong Mace fell to the ground at the same time.

Although Lang Tao was confused when he saw this, he saw that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he jumped towards Leng Feibai and swung his knife straight at his chest.

"Tenglong Jue: Xiaowu Jiuzhou"

Leng Feibai slapped out nine times in a row, and nine colorful palm prints flew out, blocking Lang Tao's movement route in an instant, and all hit him.

"Um"

Lang Tao groaned, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and half-knelt on the ground.

"I said, you and Yun Zhilan are no match for me!"

Leng Feibai looked at the two of them and said, "Go back and rest."

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