Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

"What plan can I have?" Yi Feng sighed with emotion, and said helplessly: "For the time being, I can only guard one-third of this acre to eat, of course, if I can take in a few more apprentices, that would be great! "

"Oh."

Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded, a little disappointed in his heart.

The reason why he asked this was actually the expectation that he would be able to ask Yi Feng about the direction of the overall situation in the future. If he could know a thing or two, then his master and apprentice would be on a shortcut.

But Yi Feng's words seemed to be an answer, but he didn't say anything.

Since Yi Feng didn't want to reveal it, he naturally didn't dare to ask more.

However, being able to successfully borrow a knife today is already a complete success. After a while of greeting, the two hurriedly said goodbye.

After walking far out of the martial arts hall, the two regained their breath and turned into two streams of light and flew towards Qingshan Gate.

Just after returning to the Qingshan Gate, the Qingshan ancestor hurried inward.

"Uncle, wait for me, wait for me?" Zhu Yun followed behind Qingshan's ancestor, and said flatteringly.

"What?"

Old Ancestor Qingshan asked angrily when he regained his senses.

"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed his palms and said with a smile, "Uncle, can you show me that knife?"

"What's so beautiful about you?" Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted.

"Just take a look, just take a look." Zhu Yun bowed his body and said humbly.

"Humph!"

Old Ancestor Qingshan snorted coldly and took out the knife impatiently.

"call!"

As soon as the blade came out, it brought a different aura. Zhu Yun's small eyes narrowed into a slit, and he carefully raised his palm to touch it. In an instant, the ancestor of Qingshan put the knife away.

"Okay, after reading it, I will go to retreat for a day and inform the senior officials of Zongzhong that there will be a meeting tomorrow."

After all, the Qingshan ancestor turned into a streamer and has already escaped.

Zhu Yun's face twitched with his palm hanging in the air, and he shattered in the direction of the Qingshan ancestor's departure, but he still did not dare to neglect his order, and hurriedly informed the sect people to hold a meeting tomorrow.

"Dog, come here."

Lying in the courtyard, Yi Feng waved to Ao Qing.

Ao Qing wagged his tail diligently, and came to Yi Feng's feet with narrowed eyes.

Playing dogs is Yi Feng's daily routine.

After masturbating, Yi Feng stretched and then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and healthy skin.

"Put a punch. If you don't move, your muscles and bones will be disintegrated."

After all, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and bones, and he was already in meditation when he walked to the side.

Afterwards, a set of Shaolin boxing was unfolded. Although he did not have a cultivation base, his boxing skills had reached the level of being on par with gods. He also had a strong wind in his fights, and every move and style showed a sense of beauty.

"Ow!"

On the side, Ao Qing stared, and couldn't help but let out a howl, almost going crazy with excitement.

From the moment Yi Feng took off, the surrounding space was filled with martial intent. It was obvious that the moves were not complicated, but it was a simple punch, but it had a very profound feeling.

Unconsciously, Ao Qing seemed to have realized something, and his realm directly broke through a level.

But gradually, he became more and more incomprehensible.

What's even more peculiar is that he wanted to write down this set of punches, but found that he couldn't remember what Yi Feng's previous moves were.

At this time, this set of punches had already been beaten by Yi Feng to a white-hot state. When Ao Qing was excited to watch it again, he found that he was dizzy, and the strong impact of martial arts almost burst him. .

Ao Qing hurriedly closed his eyes, knowing that this was not a level that he could covet at all.

Gradually, Yi Feng finally stopped.

"Comfortable."

After wiping the sweat on his forehead and not exercising for a long time, he felt extremely comfortable with a set of punches.

Looking at the appearance of the dog next to him, Yi Feng smiled. After rubbing his dog's head, he smiled and said, "How is it, your master is amazing."

"Ow."

Ao Qing called twice.

"Sample, it's really smart." Yi Feng took a sip of water and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'll do it again."

Putting down the teacup, Yi Feng re-entered the meditation.

After finally getting into this state, it is also very good to exercise more, and another set of internal boxing is slowly unfolding in his hands.

Ao Qing's face was ugly.

Senior, senior, I know your hard work and you want to cultivate me well, but you, old man, also depends on whether I can support it or not!

The Shaolin boxing just now made him dizzy and almost burst out, but Yi Feng developed another more esoteric boxing.

He didn't even dare to look at this punch!

Of course, it's not that you don't want to, the key is to see if there is that fate.

A set of internal fists came down, Yi Feng was sweating, but felt extra comfortable. After taking a shower, Yi Feng lay down on the reclining chair again.

Afterwards, he took out the flame bead given to him by the ancestor of Qingshan, and put it in his hand to figure out...