After seeing the power of Feng Rusong's sword, the Yan family and Chu family all wiped out the depressedness just now. The Heavenly Master took action and it was indeed extraordinary.

But just when they were about to cheer, a crisp sound suddenly came, and the sword light shrouded on the stage disappeared instantly. Feng Rusong's hand held the hilt of the pine-shaped sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was clamped by Le Meixuan's two white and tender fingers.

What? Such a sword was broken? How deep is it?

The people who were originally going to call out, all opened their mouths and stayed there without making any noise.

"For Sister Chu's sake, you go!"

Le Meixuan said as she raised her hand and swung it. The half-broken sword shot into a thick tree a hundred meters away like lightning. All the broken swords, which were as long as the length of the broken swords were sank into the trunk, leaving no trace.

Feng Rusong stood there stiffly holding the broken sword, and after a moment he gritted his teeth, "I admit defeat!"

The facts made him refuse to admit defeat. He had just used his strongest sword move, but Le Meixuan's two fingers broke the sword. Such a large gap in cultivation made him unable to confront him.

Seeing Feng Rusong stepping down from the stage lonely, everyone's eyes were filled with horror. This is a master of the heavenly rank, but he was defeated by one move. How strong is the Tang Sect? Are they going to go against the will of heaven?

"Old Liu, it seems that you are going to trouble you."

Chu Tianshu looked at the Jiuzhou Fist Saint Liu Suifeng next to him with a blue face.

Feng Rusong's defeat just now also shocked him, but when things came to this point, he had no room for turning back.

Liu Suifeng nodded and walked towards the stage with a serious expression.

If he can practice until the middle stage of the Heavenly Level, his vision is naturally good. He has already seen the power of the two Heavenly Level masters of the Tang Sect.

If Britney just now had the power to fight, but if she faced Le Meixuan, it was only a matter of time before she could lose. He couldn't easily pinch the long sword of the wind and into Song with two fingers.

"President Tang, can I ask you a few tricks?" Liu Suifeng said to Tang Han.

His words were actually an opportunistic attitude. He had met Tang Han several times before when he followed Chu Tianshu. At that time, Tang Han's cultivation was not high and he could not compete with him at all. I believe that there would not be much improvement in such a short time.

Moreover, when Liu Suifeng saw that Tang Han had always sent other people to take action, he had no intention of taking action. In his opinion, this should be a sign of guilt.

After Liu Suifeng said the words, everyone looked at Tang Han, wondering how the leader of the Tang Sect would deal with this challenge.

"If you want to challenge me, your qualifications are not enough!" Tang Han said lightly.

"Uh..." Liu Suifeng is also a generation of strong men who have been famous for many years. The reputation of the Jiuzhou Fist Saint has been admired by countless warriors, but he did not expect to be ignored by such a young man. How could he feel?

Tang Han ignored his thoughts and made a gesture to the back. The sexy and enchanting Ding Jiuniang shook her lotus steps, swaying her graceful figure and walked towards the front desk.

"Old man, if you want to challenge our leader, you can take a few moves under my mother first."

Liu Suifeng's anger surged. One of the two young men on the stage ignored him directly, and the other spoke up and called him the old man, without any respect for his predecessors.

"Okay, I'll learn your trick first."

After Liu Suifeng finished speaking, he took a deep breath, drooped his shoulders and elbows, stared at Ding Jiuniang in front of him like an eagle, and then punched him out suddenly.

The reason why he was able to win the title of Jiuzhou Fist Saint was because of this extremely domineering hand.

Liu Suifeng's boxing technique is similar to Yan Yingying's three-level qi power, but his cultivation is more profound. After one punch, he successively hits out three-level qi power, one more than one more than one, and one more than one more than one more than one.

Facing Ding Jiuniang who was indecipherable, he did not dare to hide anything at all, so he used a bottom-up move at the beginning.

Facing Liu Suifeng's extremely domineering punch, Ding Jiuniang smiled slightly, then stretched out her white and tender fist, and smashed it against Liu Suifeng's fist as if it was very casually.

One of them was extremely domineering in the fist, while the other was lightly rude, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, one big and one small, one black and one white. After the two fists met, the scene was still dull and there was no big movement.

But Liu Suifeng's face changed drastically. He knew that he was suffering at this moment. A scent of overbearing cold breath came from Ding Jiuniang's fist, which almost frozen his dantian in an instant. Not to mention the domineering fist strength, he was extremely difficult to mobilize a trace of true energy at this moment.

After Ding Jiuniang finished punching, she stopped and stood beside her, smiling at Liu Suifeng.

The fight is over? Everyone looked at the two people on the stage in surprise. Shouldn’t the legendary confrontation of masters be earth-shaking? Shouldn’t it be as powerful as a rainbow? Why did you stop so easily? Then who will win and who will lose?

Soon they got the answer. Liu Suifeng shook all over, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. What was strange was that after the mouthful of blood was vomited, it immediately turned into balls of ice residue, and it fell on the table with a squirting sound, and there was a slight air conditioning.

"What a domineering cold and cold air!"

Liu Suifeng's face was pale. He tried his best and finally sent Ding Jiuniang into his body with a mouthful of blood.

"How about old man, do you want me to give you another punch and go back to make some ice soy sauce ice cream or something?" Ding Jiuniang smiled.

"Oh, my skills are not as good as others, I admit defeat!"

After defeating in one move, Liu Suifeng dared not fight with Ding Jiuniang again. He vaguely felt that Ding Jiuniang had already shown mercy just now. If the cold and cold aura really freezes his dantian, his cultivation for the rest of his life would be wasted.

After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the platform.

Another move was defeated, and even the Saint Liu Suifeng of Jiuzhou Fist was punched by this woman. The people of the Tang Sect are too strong. Where did these monsters come from? We have never heard of their names before?

Seeing Liu Suifeng step down, the people in the audience were restless, but no one dared to come on stage to challenge the Tang Sect again.

Jiuzhou Fist Saint Liu Suifeng was famous in the imperial capital, and even he was defeated. It was useless for others to go up, and it was completely a shame for himself.

Tang Han glanced at the audience and said with a smile: "Everyone, are there anyone who challenges our Tang Sect again? Or the same thing, as long as we can defeat our Tang Sect, take all the gifts away!"

Although nearly a thousand people stood in the audience, none of them dared to say anything. Although the money is good, they must have the ability to get it and have the life to spend it. After all, the strength shown by the Tang Sect just now is too strong, and people can't even find the bottom line.

Many people looked at Yan Wudi, but the head of the Yan family looked indifferent and had no reaction.

Yan Wudi knew very well that his cultivation was only a little higher than that of the Jiuzhou Fist Saint Liu Suifeng. If he went to power at this time, he would only embarrass the Yan family and would not have the effect of turning the situation around.

Tang Han waited for a while, glanced at the audience over and over again, and finally fell on Yan Wudi's body.

"Since no one challenges our Tang Sect, as the head of the Tang Sect, I will challenge it."

Tang Han said this and suddenly pointed his hand at Yan Wudi in the audience, shouting domineeringly: "Yan Wudi, do you dare to fight me?"

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