Yan Chengfeng was meditating in the room. He had been practicing hard for nearly forty years, and his martial arts had already gained insight into the way of heaven. Sometimes he could even see some slight fragments of his previous life. The past worlds in his mind kept popping up, but he could not conceive them.

"who!"

Yan Chengfeng's six consciousnesses have been activated to the maximum, and even if a leaf falls, it can still be sensed.

A long laugh outside the courtyard, and a gentle voice came out loud: "Brother Chengfeng is indeed extremely energetic. Before we met, this demeanor alone made the old monk feel relaxed."

A monk with white socks and silk shoes was about thirty years old, and he pushed open Yan Chengfeng's door with a smile. Although he was in front of a world-famous master like Yan Chengfeng, he was as happy as if he was here to meet an old friend.

Yan Chengfeng frowned and said lightly: "Is the one who comes here the White Elephant Dharma King?"

The monk's skin was crystal clear and handsome. There was a layer of precious light flowing on his face, like a bright jewelry and jade, which naturally gave rise to a bright light, which made people feel good at seeing it. Yan Chengfeng revealed his identity, and he was not surprised. He should have known who he was like Yan Chengfeng. He smiled and nodded, "It's the little monk."

The Dharma King Baixiang is the sect leader of the Tianfu Sect, and the imperial teacher of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. He is in charge of Xuanzhengyuan and governs Buddhism in the world. His identity is unparalleled. All the four disciples under him are the most powerful masters in the world. He can never bow down to the emperor of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty today. Not to mention ordinary heroes, even the first-class princes and nobles, the Dharma King Baixiang would not take it in his eyes. However, he lowered his head in front of Yan Chengfeng, which was definitely not as calm as he showed. His monk robe was full of true energy. When he walked around, he was filled with wind and was filled with sound. It was obviously guarding against Yan Chengfeng's sudden action.

Yan Chengfeng didn't raise his eyelids, "Oh!" and said, as if he was not in front of him that there was no such powerful Tianfo Sect leader in front of him.

The White Elephant Dharma King was not angry with Yan Chengfeng's ignorance, because there were only two people in the world who were so qualified to treat him, one was Guo Kan, the number one master of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, and the other was Yan Chengfeng, the White Deer King.

The White Elephant Dharma King was able to sense the true energy emitted by Yan Chengfeng, and a circle of aura was formed, which was repeated, self-sufficient, and opened up the world. He couldn't help but step forward gently and take a tentative step.

This step happened to step into the edge of Yan Chengfeng's aura. He stepped down with one foot, half of his foot was outside and half of his foot was inside, and his orientation was extremely clever. It was just that he could trigger a subtle sense of Yan Chengfeng, and it would not affect the reaction of the qi of the great master, and would attract a storm-like attack.

Yan Chengfeng is a Han master who rose like a meteor. Although he is only over thirty years old and has been in the industry for less than ten years, he is barely comparable to Guo Kan, a martial god in the Canglang who has been famous all over the world for nearly sixty years.

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan was revered as the number one master of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

Five years ago, the four words "The First Master of the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan" were not Meng Yuan, but "the world"!

After Yan Chengfeng entered the world, he became famous within a few years. He defeated the eighteen top masters of the Mongol Yuan in one battle. Even the senior brother of the White Elephant Dharma King, Hongri Dharma King, and Guo Kan's nine disciples were all broken under his command.

In a furious state, Guo Kanshen passed the letter of the Martial God, who wanted to fight against Yan Chengfeng at the top of the Great Wall, but the Emperor of Mengyuan personally came forward to stop the decisive battle.

Since then, the power of the Canglang Martial God of War God can no longer suppress this young Han master. The four words "The No. 1 in the world" were divided by Yan Chengfeng. Yan Chengfeng was respected as the No. 1 Han master, and the Canglang Martial God of War God Guo Kan could only call himself the No. 1 Master of the Mongol Yuan.

The two masters run side by side, and are called Mongolian and Han families, the wolf god deer king! The divine power of the world is invincible.

Yan Chengfeng faced the somewhat obscure challenge of the White Elephant Dharma King, and gently opened his mouth and spit out a white air. The White Elephant Dharma King seemed to be frightened by a frightened beast. He immediately turned his body and slammed his fists hard in front of his chest. With this powerful and powerful fist force, he used force under his feet and jumped out of the door.

The white energy emitted by Yan Chengfeng touched the famous boxing force of the White Elephant Dharma King, making a whistle sound. With a slight pause, he passed through the blocking force of the boxing force and gently rolled out a large piece of cloth on the shoulders of the White Elephant Dharma King, revealing his body as hard as iron.

The white energy as sharp as a sword pounced on the shoulders of the White Elephant Dharma King, but it dissipated, unable to hurt the Mengyuan Emperor's Master at all.

Yan Chengfeng smiled and said calmly: "I didn't expect that Bai Xiang would actually cultivate the true body of the Great Power Vajra that your senior brother, Red Sun Dharma King, had not succeeded. However, you brothers worked hard on the thirteen heretics, but ignored the fundamental Dafutu Dharma. In the end, there was no way to truly cultivate the Buddha's Picture Catalog. Are you here to give Guo Kan a book of war?"

The White Elephant Dharma King was still in shock, and his shoulders were aching faintly. He thought to himself: "I originally thought that I had cultivated the true body of the Great Power Vajra, and could compete with Yan Chengfeng, a ghost-like master. I didn't expect that this person's martial arts skills were even more unfathomable than when he killed my senior brother, the Red Ridge Dharma King. I am definitely not his opponent. If I took action rashly, I'm afraid I would be depressed on the spot. I'm afraid that only Guo Wushen can compete with him in the world."

The White Elephant Dharma King was also a hero of his generation. Knowing that Yan Chengfeng could not mess with him, he replied with a smile: "The little monk came here for this. Ten days later, the Canglang Martial God was in the small town prime minister ten miles away. I hope Mr. Yan will not break the appointment."

Yan Chengfeng yelled and said in a plain tone: "It seems that the letter I left for Tutemur last time I broke into Dadu was indeed effective. Guo Kan finally couldn't hold it anymore! Go! I will be here in ten days, and the battle that I should have been in five years ago will finally come to an end!"

The White Elephant Dharma King turned around and left in a hurry. He could no longer bear the rising momentum of Yan Chengfeng's body. Faced with the pressure of such a strong martial arts man, he changed from Brother Chengfeng to Mr. Yan before leaving. If he stayed there, the White Elephant Dharma King could not guarantee whether he would hold the etiquette of his disciples in front of this martial arts genius who was more than 20 years younger than him.

The White Elephant Dharma King originally thought that even if he was unable to defeat Yan Chengfeng with his martial arts, he would at least be able to leave. However, just now, Yan Chengfeng just let out a breath and broke his famous boxing technique, so how could the White Elephant Dharma King not be afraid?

After leaving Yan Chengfeng's seclusion yard, the White Elephant Dharma King wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He even ignored Feng Yi and used his peerless light skills, and he was almost outside in an instant.

The White Elephant Dharma King can run as far as he can now, and he will never dare to stay in the place where Yan Chengfeng lives. He even regretted it a little that he shouldn't have come to send this letter.

Yan Chengfeng planted unparalleled seeds in his mellow and flawless state of mind, and would inevitably become his inner demon to enter the realm of martial arts in the future.

This imperial king's teacher, who was above the "one person, tens of thousands" of people, and was in charge of the national Buddhist power, only realized that the rumors were not enough to describe the power of this young master among the Han people.

He said to himself: "No wonder some people say that Yan Chengfeng's martial arts have been cultivated to the point where he enters the Tao with martial arts and illusion techniques have come true. With every move, he can actually use martial arts like the legendary sword immortal magic. As expected, he is as powerful as ghosts and gods, not as humans."
Chapter completed!