Chapter 651 Tie Ming’s Strength

"Li Qingfeng, you hit our Iron Fist member, I'll give you a chance to cut off your hands and kneel down to apologize." The young man smiled faintly, raised his head slightly, and said proudly.

Get down on your knees and apologize?

Li Qingfeng frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: Do you all like to kneel in the Iron Fist Sect? If so, let me also say, you kneel down and apologize to me. it's not good looking,

"I'm Tie Ming, the young master of the Iron Fist Sect. Do you dare to scold me for not wanting to live?" The young man's expression changed, and he said gloomyly. .

Tie Ming, as the young head of the Iron Fist Sect, is responsible for managing the worldly affairs. The geniuses of the Donghai Martial Arts School are the fresh blood of the Iron Fist Sect. Lu Mao collects protection fees at the train station to provide Tie Ming with monetary benefits.

Young master Tie Ming?

Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, with a look of solemnity in his eyes. He was easily defeated against Zhou Ying. That was because Zhou Ying was only in the early days of Acquired, but this Tie Ming was in the middle of Acquired.

Of course, Li Qingfeng is now in the middle of the day after tomorrow, so he is naturally not afraid of this Tie Ming in terms of strength. What surprised him was that Tie Ming's identity was the young master of the Iron Fist Sect.

Li Qingfeng learned from Qin Xianzhi that the head of the Iron Fist Sect is a master in the innate realm. Li Qingfeng didn't intend to completely offend the Iron Fist Sect, but today Tie Ming came to make trouble, it seems that he can't offend him.

"Tie Ming, I remember that there was a rule in the ancient martial arts world that ordinary people in the secular world should not be bullied. You seem to have violated the rules?" Li Qingfeng asked with a faint smile.

"Rules are dead, people are alive, besides, the one receiving the protection fee is Lumao, he is an ordinary person, he is not considered a violation of the rules, but you, dare to scold me today, don't think about leaving safely." Tie Mingsen sneered , his eyes were a little cold, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.

After Tie Ming finished speaking, he walked towards Li Qingfeng, wanting to teach this guy a lesson. The majesty of the Iron Fist Gate cannot be violated.

Now is a resource society, ordinary people need resources, such resources may be money, power, fame, and ancient warriors also need resources, such as money, elixir, exercises and so on.

Poor and rich in martial arts, the cultivation of ancient warriors is also extremely expensive. They need to buy elixir, such as thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old ganoderma, and even some precious herbs, all of which need money to support.

The train station in Donghai City is the most prosperous place. Lumao used to earn tens of millions of yuan from the train station every month, and most of it was handed over to Tie Ming for him to buy spiritual herbs. Now that Lumao is injured, the money income It was greatly affected, so Tie Ming naturally wanted to trouble Li Qingfeng, otherwise the young sect master would be in vain.

Tie Ming walked towards Li Qingfeng, his aura increased with every step he took, and the air became extremely dignified.

drink!

Tie Ming let out a low cry, and his right fist was thrown out like a rock, and four big holes suddenly appeared in the air, all of which were smashed by his fist.

The day after tomorrow?

Li Qingfeng's pupils shrank, and his heart was heavy. Only the late day after tomorrow had the strength of 4,000 jin. With one punch, four big holes could be punched out of the air.

"Wind Blade Palm." Li Qingfeng didn't dare to be careless, he swung out the Wind Blade Palm suddenly, piercing the air, and collided with the opponent's fist with a blue light.

Peng!

There was a loud noise, and Tie Ming remained motionless, but Li Qingfeng's body retreated three or four steps.

Qingfeng Li is only in the middle stage of Houtian right now, so he is naturally not Tie Ming's opponent in the late stage of Houtian, and there is a scorching breath coming from Tie Ming's fist, causing Li Qingfeng's palms to burn.

Li Qingfeng's mind was like lightning. He knew that Windblade Palm was not Tie Ming's opponent. The most powerful thing in the Iron Fist School was fists. The skill he cultivated was boxing. He trained a pair of fists to be invulnerable, and a punch could smash through the steel plate.

"That's right, it's no wonder he was able to defeat Zhou Ying. It turned out to be a mid-acquired master." Tie Ming frowned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

You know, Tie Ming, as the young master of the Iron Fist Sect, is extremely powerful. He can usually defeat the opponent with a single punch.

Unexpectedly, this Qingfeng Li actually caught his punch.

"Hehe, I thought the Iron Fist Sect was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." Qingfeng Li rubbed his aching palms, and said lightly.

"I don't know how to live or die, smashing rocks with an iron fist." Tie Ming smiled coldly, swung his fist again, and smashed at Qingfeng Li fiercely with a whirring sound of breaking through the air.

Qingfeng Li didn't choose a head-to-head this time, because he knew that the Wind Blade Palm was obviously not his opponent. He twisted the soles of his feet on the ground and retreated to the left, instantly dodging the opponent's attack.

Tie Ming's fist didn't hit Li Qingfeng, but hit a billboard behind him. With a bang, the iron billboard was split in half and fell to the ground.

Such a powerful force?

Li Qingfeng's face changed slightly. The billboard had just been erected. It was made of aluminum alloy and refined iron. Unexpectedly, Tie Ming would destroy it with one punch.

Li Qingfeng glanced at the aluminum alloy billboard and mourned for him, but he almost wanted to laugh when he saw the content of the ad, because the content of the ad was 'a good body does not mean a good kidney, if you want a good kidney, please drink Huiren Shenbao'.

Li Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he stopped looking at the broken billboard, because Tie Ming's fist hit him again.

Based on strength alone, Li Qingfeng is naturally no match for Tie Ming, but his speed is much better than Tie Ming's, because he experienced countless dangers in Africa when he was a child. In order to survive, he even raced with African leopards. It was developed at that time, and I can run ten meters in one second.

Tie Ming failed to hit Li Qingfeng with four or five punches in a row, which made him a little annoyed, because Zhou Ying was still watching from behind. Doesn't this mean that he, the young sect master, can't do it?

"Li Qingfeng, do you think you are the only one who knows how to move?" Tie Mingsen sneered, put a little force on the ground with his toes, and leaped up, like a roc spreading its wings, and instantly came to Li Qingfeng.

His body method is called "Crane Shape Movement Method". It is an innate level movement method. Although he has only learned the first level, his speed is like that of a white crane. Eleven meters.

Li Qingfeng's fastest speed was ten meters per second. After Tie Ming used the "Crane Shape Body Technique", his speed reached eleven meters per second. Naturally, he caught up with him in no time.

"Boy, let me see where you are going this time?" Tie Ming smiled coldly, the fist in his hand emitted a black light, like an iron fist, with terrifying power, and slammed Li Qingfeng's body hard.

Li Qingfeng's face changed, he didn't expect Tie Ming to be so fast, he was in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the attack was in front of him.

In a hurry, Qingfeng Li stretched out his right hand and punched Tie Ming's fist.

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