"It's said that an elder Keqing from Tiandao League has just taken office and sat with Wei gengqiu, the leader of the north. As soon as I saw him today, he was indeed a young hero."

Miao Juntao said in a clear voice.

Li Changsheng's age surprised him.

Elder Keqing of Tiandao alliance has a high status in the whole cultivation world. At an age like Li Changsheng, he looks like he is in his twenties. Even if cultivating Taoism can delay aging, it is very wonderful.

"Who are you, please?"

Li Changsheng stood up and asked with a slight frown.

Fu Guohao is now one of his own men. Just now, he was beaten back by Miao Juntao in front of himself. In fact, it has been a provocation to Li Changsheng's face.

"I'm Miao Juntao. This is my younger martial sister Wei Zilan."

Duan Yu quickly walked up to Li Changsheng and whispered.

"These two people are well-known casual practitioners in the north. They are very powerful in the northern monastic world and are also the most worried restless elements of Wei Lao. They are both the peak of King Kong. They can even compete with Wei Lao."

Duan Yu's face was gloomy and frowned, and his heart was full of worry.

Although he had seen Li Changsheng's strength, he still had no bottom in his heart when he met these two people.

"What are you looking for me for? Fu Guohao is my subordinate and dares to fight here. Why? Elder Wei gengqiu left the north and you want to touch the spirit mine?"

Li Changsheng took a few steps forward and said coldly.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. These two people appear now. Sima Zhao's heart is well known.

"We just heard that the new elder Keqing from Tiandao League came to Shuo city and came to visit. We didn't mean anything else. If you think our behavior is provocative, I can't help it."

Miao Juntao shrugged his shoulders.

"But you are so young that you can become an elder of Keqing of Tiandao alliance. I want to compete with you."

Miao Juntao smiled and moved his palm.

This time, he and Wei Zilan came to inquire about the reality and emptiness. The spirit mine in the north is a piece of fat. As long as the monks are greedy, which one is not greedy?

If Li Changsheng's strength is strong, they will naturally give up the idea. If Li Changsheng only has a false name, they will naturally rob him.

"Since you want to ask for advice, please."

Li Changsheng said.

He knew from coming to shuoshi that the next days would not be so calm, but he didn't expect the other party to come to the door in this way.

"That would offend."

Miao Juntao snorted coldly, stepped out with an arrow step, and his body turned into a shadow. The whole person was like an arrow off the string, shooting at Li Changsheng.

"Whoosh!"

Because the body is too fast, there is a whistling sound in the air.

People around automatically make way for a distance.

Miao Juntao is a famous scattered cultivation in the north. He is powerful and has many proud war traces.

As the current Keqing elder of Tiandao alliance, Li Changsheng, whether Fu Guohao, Ouyang Peng or Duan Yu, has learned his tricks.

"Bang!"

The fist attack, before it approached, caused a strong wind to roar.

Such a fist is so powerful that even a huge stone can be smashed with one blow.

Of course, this is just Miao Juntao's move to test. The strong man in the King Kong realm has reached the peak of martial arts in the world. If he really starts, it is a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"I'm so proud of myself that I'm still hiding with me."

Li Changsheng gently skimmed his mouth.

At this time, the fist had reached Li Changsheng's chest. The fist was not close to Li Changsheng's body, and the strong wind was like a sharp knife.

If his attack is not strong enough, he will lose his mind under the momentum.

But he is facing Li Changsheng,.

Gently move away, avoid each other's fist, then hold up the palm suddenly, grasp each other's wrist, and put a sharp top knee directly on each other's lower abdomen.

Li Changsheng's series of techniques are like flowing clouds and flowing water. The other party is testing him. He also doesn't use advanced magic, but the simplest martial arts in the world.

With the attack, Miao Juntao's face suddenly changed wildly.

As a famous figure in the northern monastic world, when he saw Li Changsheng just now, he actually despised him. But when his lower abdomen was hit by Li Changsheng's knee, he immediately felt sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and his body flew back like a broken string kite.

But before he could land, he saw his foot in the air and stopped his body. At the same time, he waved his hands and took a palm, forming a huge palm print in the sky and took a picture of Li Changsheng.

He finally used his Taoism.

When Wei Zilan saw this scene, the calm complacency on his face just now disappeared, replaced by a solemn face.

Miao Juntao is her senior brother. She naturally knows her strength, but now she has just made a move, and Li Changsheng forced her to use Taoism.

"Boom!"

The transparent palm force fell from the sky, because the speed was too fast, the air flow surged madly under the palm force, and the earth swept up the wind.

Miao Juntao's move is called Qisha palm, which is also his famous stunt. Since he wandered the Jianghu, countless people have died under his palm.

Originally, this move was only used by Miao Juntao when he met those famous old monsters. It was his unique move, but now the two people have just started, and he was forced to use this move.

The name of the seven evil palm is as ferocious as its power. If this palm is hit, it will not only hurt people's body, but also invade people's spirit in an instant.

Miao Juntao was beaten back by Li Changsheng just now and consciously lost face. This move is determined to earn face back.

"This palm is a bit interesting."

Li Changsheng thought that after Miao Juntao was defeated with one move, the other party would rush up and compete with himself. He didn't expect that the other party would be so simple and immediately use his unique move. Such an attack is already the scope of Taoism.

Just when the other party's palm fell, Li Changsheng suddenly burst out his eyes, raised his palm and held it into a fist, like a long gun piercing the sky and shooting out.

"Hula!"

Like an angry dragon roaring.

The fist strength flew out of Li Changsheng's palm and pierced Miao Juntao's palm strength in an instant.

Whistling into his chest.

It was not that Li Changsheng really wanted to kill Miao Juntao, but with his strength, even if it was only one tenth of his strength, could Miao Juntao stop it.

The huge fist power stirred the wind and cloud, shocked the people, and marked a trace in the sky.

Everyone who saw Li Changsheng's punch felt his mind swaying.

Even a tank will be torn under this blow.

"Hiss!"

Miao Juntao's face changed wildly and took a breath.

The strong wind came on my face, making it difficult to breathe.

He quickly dropped a kilogram and fell to the ground as fast as he could, trying to avoid Li Changsheng's blow.

"Bang!"

Before his body could land on the ground, the punch roared over his head, and a stream of blood rushed out of his head.

The huge fist force fell on the rocks behind, smashed a house sized rock, and blasted the earth into a big pit.