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The bridgehead of Aolai Peak is Fengmen's village gate, and there is a small open space in front of the gate, which is very flat.Hearing the young master's shout, more than a dozen strong men in tight shorts clattered and surrounded Xiao Jian and Song Yanran.

At this time, the aura in Xiao Jian's dantian was even more raging, as if he had seen his former enemy hovering out, it condensed into a huge canopy above Xiao Jian's head.It's a pity that most people can't see it.

When Feng Zengming looked at Xiao Jian, he also felt an inexplicable pressure, and couldn't help but tremble, how could Xiao Jian have such a murderous look today.

Xiao Jian hid Song Yanran behind him, and shouted: "Young Master Feng, is this the way the Feng Clan treats guests?"

Feng Zengming blushed and reprimanded the subordinates: "What do you want to do? Get back!"

Everyone, Wei Nuo, stepped aside and stood there in silence!

"Young Master Feng, please call Mo Xin out? We don't want to disturb you here." Xiao Jian stood at the bridge, his clothes and hair were blown by the mountain wind, elegant and handsome, handsome*.

Song Yanran hid behind Xiao Jian, sniffing the unique smell of that man from him, and sighed secretly: This is a man, and only such a man can be worthy of herself and Mo Xin.

When Feng Zengming heard that Xiao Jian was so aggressive, he was also secretly angry. Although he was not Li Moxin's real uncle, he was still polite, not to mention that no one was allowed to behave wildly in front of Feng's family.

"Xiao Jian, I respect you as a guest, and I don't want to embarrass you. If you are so rude again, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Feng Zengming emphasized his tone, hoping that Xiao Jian would accept it when he was happy.

"Hmph! You've already been rude to me in Jinghua City. Today I came to the door by myself. I just wanted to take Mo Xin away. It's up to you to be polite!" Xiao Jian sneered, his tone unabated.

"You! What a brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. It seems that I will discipline you a lot on behalf of Zhongcheng." In front of many disciples under his sect, Feng Zengming was robbed by Xiao Jian, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Xiao Jian, don't cause trouble." Song Yanran gently pulled Xiao Jian and reminded in a low voice.

"Yan Ran, it's not that I'm meddling, it's that Feng Clan bullies people too much!" Xiao Jian didn't know what was wrong, but he spoke with extraordinariness and confidence today.

"Boy, if that's the case, let's take the move!" Feng Zengming said, wrapping his hands around and holding them in front of his chest, an air ball the size of a bowl was formed instantly, and with a bang, it hit Xiao Jian's chest directly.

Xiao Jian didn't dodge either, he stretched out his right palm to meet him.

Feng Zengming sneered and sarcastically said: "The light of rice grains is lifeless!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished his sentence, Xiao Jian caught the air ball and threw it into the abyss. A few seconds later, a huge cracking sound came up.

"My boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my kung fu has improved again. Let me do another move!" Feng Zengming used [-]% of his kung fu this time, and the air ball was compressed into the size of a ping pong ball, and its color was red.

Xiao Jian didn't dare to be negligent, he pushed Song Yanran to a safe place, and pushed out with both hands, a large net woven by spiritual power was instantly formed, tightly wrapping the air ball.However, the powerful force still made him take several steps back, and behind him was the abyss.

Feng Zengming saw a cloud of white mist forming in front of Xiao Jian, and the air ball disappeared into it.This, how is this possible?It seems that only the old father has such a skill, right?
"I don't care about indecent dealings! I'll give it back to you!" Xiao Jian turned his palms outwards, and hit Feng Zengming with an air ball wrapped in spiritual power, whistling loudly.

Feng Zengming knew it was a bad move, so he didn't dare to take it hard, his body moved aside in an instant, and the air ball hit the gate of the village.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, half of the gate of the village was blown to pieces, and the air was shaken endlessly.

"Good boy, you are too deceitful!" Feng Zengming's eyes turned red with anger, and the gate of the village was destroyed, which was the first time in thousands of years.He flew up and kicked Xiao Jian directly in the face.

Xiao Jian raised his hand to block, and rushed out with his left fist, hitting Feng Zengming's chest.

Damn, I haven't seen you for a few days, why is this kid so powerful?
As soon as Xiao Jian gained power, he threw himself on him mercilessly, and pushed out his palms together, a cloud of white spiritual energy instantly formed, like a tiger with its mouth open, trying to swallow Feng Zengming alive.

Behind Feng Zengming was the wall of the village, he couldn't retreat any further, so he stretched out both palms, and rushed forward abruptly, just like in the underground garage.

boom!The four palms faced each other, the air vibrated, and the strong air wave made the disciples next to him unable to stand still, and a few weaker ones had already sat on the ground.

Wow!Feng Zengming felt a sweet taste in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.Xiao Jian sneered, and withdrew his palm strength, "Hmph, this is for you!"

"Stop!" With a loud shout, a tremendous force struck, although Xiao Jian's spiritual power went up to meet him, but he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and retreated, one foot was already hanging above the abyss.

"Xiao Jian, it's dangerous!" Song Yanran exclaimed, seeing that Xiao Jian was about to fall into the abyss, she covered her eyes in fright.

Xiao Jian had already sensed it, and waved out his spiritual power with both hands, wrapping around a big tree by the cliff, pulling himself back abruptly.This strange sight stunned everyone!

Xiao Jian stood firm and looked closely. An old man with white beard and eyebrows was standing at the gate of the village, looking at him in amazement.

"Yinglong Lingli! You! Who are you?" The old man is Feng Zengming. The ancient god general Yinglong's spiritual power couldn't help being surprised.Feng Men and Ying Long are deadly enemies, the thousands of years of hatred have not been resolved, there is no chance to meet each other, no chance to fight against each other.

Four thousand and 600 years ago, the ancestors of Fengmen, as generals of the Chiyou tribe, fought to the death with many tribesmen against the Huangdi tribe, and were finally defeated by the Huangdi tribe led by Ying Long, and Chiyou was killed by Ying Long.The Feng family was forced to move here.However, it is said that thousands of years ago, Ying Long died of exhaustion after fighting a fierce dragon, and his spiritual power was also lost. How could this person possess his spiritual power?

"Who are you?" Xiao Jian stood firm, staring at Feng Zhenglie and asked.

"You are too old to be talented, the head of the Feng Sect."

"My name is Xiao Jian, and I'm Mo Xin's boyfriend. Where's Mo Xin? Let her out quickly, or I won't be polite." Xiao Jian said sharply.

"Really? Although you have Yinglong's spiritual power, in the eyes of the old man, you are still young, your spiritual power is not perfect, and you are vulnerable!" Feng Zhenglie frowned, wondering whether he wanted to wipe out Xiao Jianyu In the bud, otherwise he will become powerful in the future and will be the enemy of Fengmen.

"Ying Long? Brother, I have never heard of it, and I don't know what you are talking about? I am looking for Mo Xin, hurry up!" Although Xiao Jian said this, he was secretly surprised. This old man seemed to have some skills. , He actually saw that he was using spiritual power.

Feng Zengming, who stood aside, was also very surprised. He didn't expect Xiao Jian to be the owner of the ancient Yinglong's spiritual power. This, isn't this too mysterious?You must know that Yinglong's spiritual power has not appeared for thousands of years. Including Fengmen, all the mysterious sects in China thought that Yinglong's spiritual power had been lost.

"Hehe, from the tone of my brother, do you seem to be very powerful? Let the old man see how strong you are?" Feng Zhenglie said as he dodged the gate of the village, "Brother, please come inside!"

Xiao Jian was also polite, and dragged Song Yanran into the gate of the village.

Inside the Zhaimen is a huge empty field, very flat, the ground is paved with stone slabs, it should be the place where Fengmen disciples practice.

At this time, the empty field was already surrounded by disciples of all generations from the Feng Sect, all of them were filled with uncontrollable excitement.The old man has mainly made a move. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you can feast your eyes on it.In their hearts, no one valued Xiao Jian, the old sect master was enough to kill him with one finger.

"Brother, please!" Feng Zhenglie stood in the middle of the empty field and made a gesture of please with one hand. There is a saying in martial arts that the big don't bully the small, and the old don't bully the young. Live the mouths of people in the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Jianmo became excited for no reason, the spiritual power in his body circulated rapidly, his face and body actually glowed slightly red!

Such strong spiritual power!Feng Zhenglie didn't dare to underestimate him, he squatted down slightly, touched the ground with his left toe, and embraced his hands. Suddenly, the air on Aolai Peak began to spin slowly, like a hurricane, and Feng Zhenglie was the eye of the hurricane!
A thick fog rose from the bottom of the abyss, gradually covering the entire Aolai Peak!