Feng Baili thought he was not prepared just now, so he was suppressed by Nanchen.

In addition, there are too many people watching, and now it is almost 200 people.

There are disciples of all sects.

Monks from all over the world.

He is a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect.

If you don’t get your face back, how can you stay in the world in the future?

It is difficult to get rid of the tiger, so he plans to fight against Nanchen.

His face turned cold and he spoke out his Taoist practice at the eighth level of the yellow level, and then he moved on to the Taoist practice.

The strong Taoist qi was storming and swept directly towards Nanchen.

The eighth level of the yellow level.

This cultivation level is even more powerful than the Changjiang River at the foot of the mountain.

Among the younger generation of Taoism, he is indeed a character.

The continuous breath began to surge around one after another.

In an instant, everyone around felt Feng Baili's Taoism.

"I'll go, it's the eighth level of the yellow level!"

"Brother Baili is indeed a strong cultivation level!"

Another cultivator of a small sect looked shocked and was a little incredible:

"This pressure is so strong!"

"I'm almost suppressed and can't breathe..."

“…”

The people around were talking and step by step back.

I was afraid that the fight would affect me.

Nanchen stood on the spot without being moved.

Even looking at him is like a joke.

The eighth-level Huang-level dares to clamor in front of me?

I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

"Boy, let you know today.

My Qingcheng Sect disciple is so powerful, please take it!"

Feng Baili spoke, raised his hand and slapped Nanchen.

Feng Baili is extremely fast and is good at Fengxing.

He is a practitioner who is known for his speed.

Many people didn't see clearly when they took action.

I saw a figure pointing straight to Nanchen.

Nanchen was slightly confused, Feng Baili's attack speed.

It was indeed very soon, a little beyond his expectations.

At that time, no matter how fast it was, it was useless.

In the face of absolute power, it is all a fancy situation.

Nanchen has long been hungry and is too lazy to waste time.

Step forward and saw the other party coming quickly.

Finally, he jumped in the air and slashed down with one palm:

"Look at me, I won't ruin you!"

This palm is extremely powerful.

With gusts of wind, it was buzzing, and it was like a rainbow and irresistible.

Seeing everyone around him, they couldn't help but feel scared.

Many younger generations secretly say that Feng Baili is powerful.

If it were me, I wouldn't be able to handle this at all.

However, Nanchen, who took a step forward, seemed to be underestimated.

Raising your hand is like a slap.

Not only did he avoid Feng Baili's attack, he even slapped in the face.

Feng Baili wanted to hide, but it was too late.

I heard a "pop".

The slap actually slapped Feng Baili in a strange arc.

Feng Baili let out a pig-killing scream on the spot, and two of his teeth fell off.

"ah!"

The whole person was slapped by Nan Chen and flew more than five meters away.

"Bang bang!"

Rolling down on the ground twice before stopping.

This scene made everyone around him dumbfounded.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it.

"One slap, slap...

This, this! Feng, Feng Baili was defeated!"

Oh my god! Feng Baili was defeated."

“…”

For a moment, the entire back mountain dining room was boiling.

Each of them looked at Nanchen in shock, their eyes filled with horror and incredibleness.

How did he do it?

Feng Baili was so strong that he was slapped away by a slap.

Two more teeth fell.

"This guy is so strong!"

"This is definitely a master, absolutely strong."

“…”

The casual cultivators around began to guess Nanchen's identity and Taoist practice.

Only Nanchen stared at Feng Baili without any surprise.

On the other side, the other disciples of Qingcheng Sect surrounded them.

Keep the wind around it for a hundred miles.

"Senior Brother Feng...

Brother Feng, how are you?"

"Senior Brother Feng, your face is swollen.

Brother Feng, do you have any teeth?"

Feng Baili's face was already swollen, and his face was so hot that it hurt.

He covered his face and pushed away his junior brother who was holding his teeth.

Extremely angry:

"Damn it, how dare I slap me in the face! I'm going to kill him."

After saying that, he suddenly stood up.

Let's breathe mysteries again, and the vast aura is stirring.

It is still the eighth level of mysterious energy, which directly suppresses Nanchen.

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, let's go back first!

Senior brother, this person is a little wise, let’s go back and make a long-term plan…”
To be continued...