Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1369 Hidden Strength

Zhao Yifan smiled slightly and said, "Brother, I didn't say we were leaving."

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Since you don't want to leave, why don't you come up quickly?"

Zhao Yifan chuckled, and said, "I couldn't wait to go up before my brother came down. Isn't it impolite?"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng smiled lightly, and said, "So that's the case. If this is the case, let me help him!"

With a sneer, Cheng Xuanzhen flew upside down with a wave of his hand, and immediately kicked Qi Liu's stomach, and then kicked Zhao Yifan violently.

Zhao Yifan frowned, and said, "Senior Brother Jiang! You are indeed going too far!"

While speaking, Zhao Yifan jumped up, waved his hand, and stopped the two people in the air. In mid-air, Cheng Xuan turned over and landed firmly with Qi Liu in his arms. Did you really defeat a disciple of Luohuazong in Luohuazong half a month ago?"

Zhao Yifan nodded and said, "It's true, what's the matter, brother."

Cheng Xuan stared viciously at Jiang Feng, who had a mocking expression in the distance, and said, "It seems that Huang Fengzong is really going to perish, and he even wants you to stand up for us, little brother, to save face! In this arena, I will come hit!"

According to Cheng Xuan's conjecture, the person Ninth Junior Brother defeated might just be the weakest disciple of Luo Huazong.

But because the younger brother is Huangfengzong, and that disciple is a disciple of Luohuazong, Luohuazong was defeated by Huangfengzong's disciple.

For Luo Huazong, this is simply a shame.

Therefore, Jiang Feng decided to humiliate Huang Fengzong in front of everyone in the sect's disciple competition for the Luohuazong disciple who was defeated by the ninth junior brother before.

Zhao Yifan was about to say something.

Cheng Xuan turned to look at him, his face was extremely red, it looked like a bomb that might explode at any moment, "Don't persuade me! At worst, you carry me and Qi Liu down the mountain!"

Zhao Yifan suddenly felt dumbfounded, and said, "Senior brother, you are not his opponent, so it's better not to go."

Cheng Xuan said in a deep voice: "Of course I know that I am not his opponent, but you said it! Who knows if you haven't fought before? This guy humiliated our Huang Fengzong so much. This is no longer a grudge between individuals! For the grievances between the sect and the sect, I must fight for Huangfengzong! Even if I lose, I will show him the strength of our Huangfengzong disciples!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xuan rushed to the ring angrily, pointed at Jiang Feng, and said, "The surname is Jiang! Grandpa, my name is Cheng Xuan, and I will be your opponent!"

Jiang Feng curled his lips, and said in a strange way: "What's wrong with Huang Fengzong in this year's disciple martial arts competition, one by one is not afraid of death, but then again, the delicious fruit should be saved for the last, so I'll play with you .”

Cheng Xuan suddenly roared and rushed towards Jiang Feng frantically.

Jiang Feng couldn't help laughing and said: "People really flock together, and the waste is piled up! Just rushing over like this? I think you are courting death!"

Cheng Xuan punched out, and a powerful wave of air rushed out of his fist, blowing a breeze on the ground.

However, Jiang Feng had already disappeared, and he walked behind Cheng Xuan like a ghost, and said in a low tone with very contemptuous eyes: "The waste should be thrown to the ground!"

Jiang Feng hit Cheng Xuan's back with his right hand.

puff!
Cheng Xuan took a palm, spewed out a mouthful of blood, walked forward three steps in a row, and finally fell down on the fourth step.

"Hahaha! Good! Well done! You really deserve to be Brother Jiang Feng!"

"The mere Huangfeng sect dares to act wildly in the Luohua sect, it really doesn't know how to live or die!"

"Let's see if they dare to make trouble in our sect in the future. Brother Jiang Feng made you suffer a lot today! Hahaha!"

Luohuazong's home court was naturally surrounded by disciples of Luohuazong. Everyone applauded and cheered, and insults were endless and continuous.

Jiang Feng also stole the limelight today, and he is only one step away from his ultimate goal, which is the little junior brother of Huang Fengzong who is standing off the field!

Jiang Feng's face was full of red at the moment, his eyes gleamed sharply, and he looked towards Zhao Yifan below. Suddenly, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and thought to himself: "What's the matter with this kid? Except that his eyes became a little sharper, but There is no other reaction, could it be that my humiliation is not enough to arouse his anger?"

Jiang Feng stood on the ring with his hands folded across his chest, looked down at Zhao Yifan below, and said, "Have you seen the fate of your two senior brothers? It will be your turn soon! Why don't you hurry up to die? If so I'm afraid, but I can give you a chance. As long as you can kneel down and kowtow to me in front of so many people, how about you win? At that time, you can still become my junior. It seems not bad. Consider it one time?"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Yifan's eyes, and he said with a sneer, "I entered the Luohua Sect and became a disciple of the Luohua Sect. There is only one possibility, and that is to win the ring! There is absolutely no other possibility!"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's face changed slightly, and he let out a hum from his nose, and said, "You mean, I, Jiang Feng, will lose to you, a waste at the first level of the Yin-Yang realm?"

Zhao Yifan smiled slightly and said, "How are you taking a good look at my state?"

Zhao Yifan slowly released his cultivation a little bit, and his realm became the fifth level of the Yin-Yang realm!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, enough to stuff an egg!
The fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm?This is the real strength of this kid?

I heard that he also has a magic weapon of a treasure!

In this way, how can he be this kid's opponent?
It wasn't just Jiang Feng who was astonished and scared by this, but also the disciples of the Luohua Sect around him, who were also surprised.

"What's going on? Isn't he at the first level of the Yin-Yang Realm? Why did he suddenly become the fifth level?"

"Can't figure it out yet? He may have used some kind of blindfold to hide his cultivation! This is a method only used by casual practitioners. Could it be that this kid was a casual practitioner before?"

"So what about the fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm? Brother Jiang Feng is also at the fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm, and his strength ranks at the top of the fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm. This kid from the Huangfeng Sect cannot be the opponent of Senior Brother Jiang!"

Whether it is an opponent or not, only Jiang Feng himself knows.

The contempt and disdain on Jiang Feng's face at this moment disappeared instantly, replaced by shock and anger. This kid had deliberately hidden his cultivation. No wonder he was able to defeat Lin Qing, who was at the third level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

This made him a bit miscalculated!

Although both are at the fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm, this kid has a magic weapon!

How is this played?
Zhao Yifan looked at Jiang Feng indifferently, and said, "Brother Jiang, stop talking nonsense, shall we start now?"

"Wait!" Jiang Feng stopped Zhao Yifan's next move, raised his brows slightly, and said, "I won the previous two games with fists and kicks, and it's the same in this game. In other words, neither you nor I can use magic weapons , after all, the lethality of the magic weapon is too great, we are just competing, if we get injured because of it, the loss outweighs the gain."

Zhao Yifan said coldly: "Why do you need magic weapons to deal with you? You are worrying too much."

hiss!
There was a sudden gasp in the entire arena.

"This, this senior brother of the Huangfeng Sect, is he too arrogant? He actually despises senior Jiang Feng so much!"

"That's right! Brother Jiang Feng's strength is also ranked high in Luo Huazong, and he actually said that he can't use magic weapons to deal with Senior Brother Jiang Feng?"

"Hehe, brothers and sisters, it seems that there is a second Qiliu from the Huangfeng Sect. Let's see what the first Qiliu is doing right now? The corners of his mouth are drooling and he is unconscious, haha."

Hahaha!
Everyone burst into laughter immediately, and looked at Zhao Yifan as if they were joking, as if seeing Zhao Yifan's pitiful appearance on the ground.

Since Zhao Yifan didn't intend to use magic weapons, Jiang Feng naturally had nothing to worry about.

Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, you said this, I didn't force you, right?"

Zhao Yifan snorted softly, jumped onto the ring directly, hooked his fingers at Jiang Feng, and said, "Burn nonsense, come on!"

Jiang Feng frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Very good! Crazy enough! This is the reason to win!"

Zhao Yifan said lightly: "I'm sorry, you may not even have a chance of winning!"

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, not knowing what the other party meant by this sentence.

Suddenly, Zhao Yifan's figure became illusory for a while, and Jiang Feng immediately stretched out Jiang Shennian. This was the first opponent he could only find with his divine sense!

Moreover, this opponent was right in front of his eyes!
Zhao Yifan's figure suddenly appeared, raised his finger and tapped lightly on his shoulder!
puff!
Jiang Feng suddenly felt that his shoulder was torn apart, and he screamed like a pig being killed in pain!

A blood hole the size of a baby's fist appeared on his shoulder. Jiang Feng's face instantly turned pale as paper, and the pain made his eyes turn blood red. Before he had time to feel the pain on his shoulder , Zhao Yifan waved another palm casually.

This time Jiang Feng was fully prepared, he gritted his teeth enduring the pain and raised his arms crossed in front of his chest.

boom!
A spiritual pressure that was so strong that he could not stop moving backwards burst out from Zhao Yifan's palm.

Jiang Feng's arms were immediately covered with blood and flesh by the wind that was as sharp as a knife. He let out a scream, spread his arms out, and a terrible palm print appeared on his chest, and the blood instantly stained his lapel. The whole person immediately flew out of the arena and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the disciples of Luo Huazong all stared wide-eyed, their mouths closed in astonishment, as if they had been paralyzed by someone, and they remained motionless, like stone statues.

A doubt popped up in everyone's mind again and again, what happened!
(End of this chapter)