Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 119
On the back mountain of Huashan Mountain, Feng Qingyang was lying on the big stone, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking. Suddenly he noticed something and sat up from the big stone. He looked to one side and saw a white figure standing on the other side. .

The other party looked like a middle-aged man with a strange appearance.The basin is wide and long, the high forehead and the upper chin give people a majestic feeling, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose are like stone chisels.What is even more noticeable is the smile on the corner of the other person's mouth, which seems to be mocking the world.

"Who is your Excellency?" Feng Qingyang looked at the other party with a hint of caution on his face.The other party can get so close to him without him knowing it, which shows that the other party's strength is far superior to his own.

"It's a pity for an old man in his dying years. If you were younger, you might not be able to appreciate the mysteries of innateness." The middle-aged man's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it sounded domineering.

"Do you know the secret of innateness?" Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with light as he stared at the other party.

Although he was only a stone's throw away from Xiantian, it actually seemed like a chasm standing in front of him, making him unable to cross it. It was also like a layer of fog, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't clearly see what was on the other side.

Now someone actually said that the other party knew the secret of innateness, how could it not surprise him but make him happy.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and the sound spread throughout the peaks of Huashan Mountain, rumbling like thunder from the sky. He glanced at Feng Qingyang and said: "I am innate, why don't I know the secret of innate? I see you His qualifications are not simple, but it is a pity that his mind is damaged and he will die soon!"

"Indeed, I will die soon!" Feng Qingyang did not hide anything from the other party, but asked: "I just don't know why you came to my country?"

"I am traveling around the world and want to meet the world's masters. When I came to Ming Dynasty, I heard that you have the best martial arts, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect that you have not entered the innate world and are about to die. This makes me very disappointed." The man shook his head and said, "However, since I'm here, I have to show some respect."

"You want to kill me?" Feng Qingyang felt the murderous intent of the other party and couldn't help asking: "I don't understand. I, Mr. Feng, have retired from the world for many years and will not participate in the battles between the world, and I will die soon. Yes, why do you want to kill me?"

"Because I don't want any changes to occur. Although you are about to die, you are not dead yet after all. If at this time, someone helps you extend your life and replenish your foundation, you may not be unable to survive, and you may even get a glimpse of the secret of your innate nature. "The middle-aged man's eyes flickered.

"You are not traveling around the world. You are doing this on purpose. You want to kill people who threaten you. Who are you and what do you want to do in the Ming Dynasty?" Feng Qingyang immediately understood what the other party was thinking.

"You don't need to know this, just take action! I'll let you see the secret of innateness." The middle-aged man slowly rose from the ground, and finally floated in the sky, like a big bird. Suspended in the air without moving.

"Flying across the sky." Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and quickly returned to normal. His eyes sparkled with light as he stared at the other party.

Flying across the void is a kind of light skill, it can even be said to be the ultimate of light skill. Any kind of light skill, no matter how brilliant, is inseparable from the use of strength. Even Wudang's Tiyunzong is like this, it is also between the two feet. Borrow strength.

But flying through the air is different. Walking in the air is like walking on flat ground. This is one of the signs of an innate master.

"You are very knowledgeable, but it's a pity. Take the move!" The middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth, clapped his palm, and the wind surged, and a strange force came towards Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang didn't understand this power, but he knew how powerful the opponent was. With a suffocating force, he faced it with both palms, but his body fell back. He was not a fool. He knew that the opponent was stronger than him, so he still rushed forward. ?What he didn't expect was that a huge force roared in, breaking through the wind in his palm, passing through his protective aura, and stamped hard on his shoulder with a palm. Feng Qingyang suddenly A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What kind of power is this?" Feng Qingyang's expression changed drastically. If he hadn't been experienced in fighting enemies and dodged at the critical moment, this palm would have hit his heart and killed him instantly.

"We call it spiritual power, and its power far exceeds Gang Qi." The middle-aged man looked indifferent, looking at the world between his brows.

"Look at the sword." Feng Qingyang straightened his face, stretched out his right hand, and saw a sword energy coming through the air. The sword in his heart was also a sword. Wherever the sword energy came out, it was invincible and pointed directly at the opponent's vital points.

"Good swordsmanship." When the middle-aged man saw this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He noticed something different from the sword energy, which could actually threaten him. The disdain in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. Pointing with the right finger, a sword energy flew out.

The two sword energy collided with each other, and there was a loud noise, shaking the void and covering a space of several feet. The trees in the forest were instantly destroyed. Feng Qingyang's body was knocked away, and his face became paler. Only the light in his eyes flickered. , like a torch, burning brightly.

Not only did this blow not make Feng Qingyang feel depressed, but his fighting spirit surged. As if he had discovered something, he saw his body shaking and turning into a line of smoke. His remaining right hand shot out sword energy, pointing directly at the opponent's vitals. , one sword after another, and the sound of swords could be heard faintly.

The middle-aged man was suspended in the air, and a wall of energy appeared faintly around him. The sword energy was submerged into the wall of energy. First, the fingers of his right hand turned into a sword, and then his hands became swords. The sword energy mixed with each other, and Feng Qingyang fought fiercely. .

The naked eye can see that white mist surrounds Feng Qingyang Niwan. His internal energy has been pushed to the extreme, and his mental energy has also been exhausted.

"You will die if you continue like this." The middle-aged man looked at Feng Qingyang, and there was some change in his cold eyes.

If a man in his prime can perform like this, his level may be greatly improved after the battle is over, but Feng Qingyang is already in his twilight years and will die at any time. Such consumption will only make him die faster, even after a battle. , life will be completely consumed.

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and said: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

A sword flew out, and the sword energy faintly turned transparent, but it seemed to be much more powerful.

What surprised the middle-aged man was that the other party's originally pale face turned rosy at this moment, and his silver hair and beard seemed to be changing, fading into black.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty would have a martyr like you." The middle-aged man didn't know that Feng Qingyang had reached a critical moment. The other party had originally stepped into the innate ranks, but there was something in his heart, so it was too late No progress can be made.

Now, under his own pressure, he can finally take the last step. Unfortunately, this can't change anything at all. Feng Qingyang is just igniting his own life and delivering the final blow.

(End of this chapter)