The old thief Nangong flew out and landed not far in front of Xiao Feng.
He looked Xiao Feng up and down, his eyes slightly shocked.
"You are so lucky. It seems that God is very happy with you."
Xiao Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"You want to kill me? It's not that easy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hit the ground with his feet and killed in a straight line.
The old thief Nangong smiled disdainfully and struck out with a few palms in a flash.
Xiao Feng used Sanfeng Tai Chi this time, using the method of moving a thousand pounds in four or two, and used his strength to continuously break the opponent's attacks.
"Both strength and softness, inner strength explodes."
Xiao Feng released his strength and exerted his strength. After neutralizing the opponent's attack, he slapped it with one palm.
'boom!'
This blow hit the opponent's chest, but the old thief Nangong didn't move at all.
"What?"
Xiao Feng's expression changed dramatically, and he once again felt that the true energy in his body was being sucked away by the other party.
"Haha... Idiot!"
"In this world, I don't look down upon any martial arts except Yin Yang Magical Skills."
“Even if it’s ancient Tai Chi, what can it do to me?”
'boom!'
The old thief Nangong punched him in the face, and Xiao Feng spun around and flew out, hitting the flower pond with a thud, causing a splash of water.
"What?"
Bing Ling and Hua Murong were shocked.
"You old thief, I will fight with you..."
Bing Ling planned to fight to the death, but was held tightly by Hua Murong.
"Don't be impulsive, you will die in vain if you go up there."
"So what? I'm not afraid of death."
Bing Ling is really willing to risk everything.
"no!"
Hua Murong held her tight and refused to let go no matter what.
The elders and hall masters of Nanjian Sect showed their proud smiles again.
Sure enough, old people are still hotter than old ones. Young people are arrogant and domineering, and they don’t know what the heaven and earth are. Let’s stop being aggressive now, right?
'Crash!'
Just when the people at Nanjianmen were getting carried away, Xiao Feng stood up from the flower pond.
"Um?"
Old thief Nangong's face froze, why is he still alive?
Others in Nanjianmen also looked shocked. Is this guy a cockroach? He can't even be beaten to death? He is really evil.
"Brother Feng, are you okay?"
Bing Ling asked hurriedly.
"It's okay, I can't die."
Xiao Feng was soaked all over. He wiped his face and walked out of the flower pond in a hurry.
"Hahaha... so happy, so happy."
"Xiao Feng, I really admire you. I haven't met an opponent for a long time."
Old thief Nangong laughed wildly.
"Old thief, let me see how long you can keep laughing, and I will make you cry."
Xiao Feng's whole body was ejected directly, like a bow and arrow that was fully drawn.
"You still dare to seek death? Zi Ming Dafa."
Old Thief Nangong grabbed forward with both hands, preparing to absorb all the energy in the opponent's body.
'Snapped!'
He firmly grasped Xiao Feng's shoulders and surrounded him with purple energy.
"Hmph! Let me see if you die or not."
"Old thief, you are the one who died, Sun Fist!"
Xiao Feng roared angrily and smashed the opponent's purple true energy with one punch.
"What?"
Old Thief Nangong was horrified, and saw thread-like streams of true air shining on him like sunlight.
'Bang bang bang!'
There were loud explosions, and the old thief Nangong seemed to have been shot randomly, with countless small holes exploding in his body.
"Sunstorm!"
Xiao Feng struck a fatal blow with both fists.
'Boom!'
The true energy formed a very strong storm, which seemed to have swept old thief Nangong up into the air more than ten meters high.
He was like a ball, flipping continuously in mid-air, and finally hit the ground face down with a thud.
A few seconds later, a pool of blood flowed out, and the old thief Nangong lay motionless on the ground, shocking everyone present.
What?
Everyone in Nanjianmen was dumbfounded, their faces all pale and their mouths open.
The leader obviously has control of the whole situation, how could it become like this?
How advanced is this boy's martial arts cultivation? Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. No one could see through it.
"Ahem..."
Half a minute later, Old Thief Nangong coughed violently and slowly raised his head.
"Yin-Yang Magic? You actually know Yin-Yang Magic?"
He simply couldn't believe how a young boy in his twenties could master this long-lost ancient boxing technique.
"What? Are you surprised?"
"I know a lot of things, and what you know is just the tip of the iceberg."
"Old thief, what else can you do?"
Xiao Feng looked down from a high position and raised his hand.
"Xiao Feng, where do you learn from?"
"I have been wandering around the world for decades, and I have never seen a monster like you."
The old thief Nangong gritted his teeth and stood up. Zi Ming's magic had been broken, and he had been defeated with fists and kicks.
"Ha...you don't deserve to know my master."
"Don't talk about you, even if you are a martial arts master, you don't have the qualifications."
Xiao Feng snorted coldly.
"What?"
"Boy, you are too arrogant."
"Martial arts masters are like real dragons. If you are so disrespectful, aren't you afraid of implicating the entire Northern Martial Arts Alliance?"
The old thief Nangong yelled ferociously.
"Hmph, Head Nangong, are you scared? Are you using Grandmaster to suppress me?"
Xiao Feng sneered.
Old thief Nangong stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed wildly.
"Haha...boy, I really underestimate you."
"But don't forget, what I am best at is using a sword."
'brush!'
He suddenly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and the sword swung from side to side like a snake, emitting streams of sword energy.
Xiao Feng quickly retreated, threw out the Sunflower Sword and started to counterattack.
There was a flurry of clanging sounds, and the two sides began another swordfight.
Although the old thief Nangong was seriously injured, he was a heavenly warrior after all and had strong Qi in his body. As long as he still had a breath, he would have a chance to turn defeat into victory.
"Snake tail!"
The old thief Nangong's body flew across Xiao Feng's head, and he struck back with a sword.
'brush!'
The sword energy formed a curved line and drew out like a snake's tail.
There was an explosion, and Xiao Feng blocked it with the Sunflower Sword, and was shocked back four or five steps.
"The flying snake comes out of its hole!"
Taking advantage of the victory, the old thief Nangong pursued him, sweeping the soft sword in his hand continuously, and the sword energy was flying all over the sky, really like a snake flying in the air.
"Brother Feng, this is the snake-shaped sword technique of Nanjian Sect."
Bing Ling shouted behind him.
"The person named Xiao, let him die."
"The viper spits a message!"
The old thief Nangong flashed his body and rushed to Xiao Feng at extremely fast speed. He swung his soft sword in his hand and formed two sword shadows.
"Breaking Sword Style!"
Xiao Feng thrust his sword horizontally and rushed forward again.
'brush!'
The two of them passed through each other almost at the same time. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and everyone else was stunned.
No one dares to decide who will lose and who will win.
Xiao Feng frowned and saw a long and deep wound on his chest, and the blood stained his clothes red.
"Haha...boy, this is what you get for opposing me."
Old thief Nangong turned around and laughed proudly.
The rest of the Nanjian Sect let out a long sigh. It turned out to be a false alarm. The leader was still very powerful.
Xiao Feng turned his back to him and didn't even turn his head.
"Old thief Nangong, you are already dead."
"Boy, what are you talking about?"
Suddenly, Old Thief Nangong's expression froze.
'Pfft!'
A stream of blood spurted out from his neck, and everyone in Nanjianmen was stunned on the spot.
"What? How...how is this possible?"
Old thief Nangong covered his neck and took a few steps back.
Xiao Feng then turned around and smiled mockingly.
"Old thief, your swordsmanship is indeed very strong."
"But I deliberately sold you a flaw, but I didn't expect you to actually fall for it."
Old Thief Nangong's face was getting whiter and whiter, and blood could not stop spurting out.
"You...you kid, aren't you an Earth Realm warrior?"
He didn't react until this moment, but it was too late.
Xiao Feng walked up to him in two steps and raised his eyebrows.
"Who told you that I am an Earth Realm warrior? Listen clearly, I am not a warrior at all."