Martial Arts Overlord

Huh!

Xue Heng rushed forward, and the meniscus silver gun pulled out a line of fire on the platform, imposing.

"Fail!"

With a deep drink, Xue Heng stepped on the platform suddenly.

boom!

Xue Heng's footsteps were trampled by giant elephants. The ground suddenly cracked, and the silver crescent moon hand slashed in the air. The cold tip of the gun crossed a semi-circular arc and pointed directly at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head. This Xue Hengxiu is indeed a lot higher than Xue Blade, but it is just the peak of the Eighth Land Realm. It is not his opponent at all.

Raising his hand at will, Luo Feng punched out.

boom!

The fierce gasp whistled out, seemingly simple fist, but the surrounding air was shaking!

Xue Heng's attack was overshadowed by this boxing fist. The whole platform seemed to have only this boxing shadow left.

Bang!

The fist hit the tip of the gun, the two forces squeezed violently, and a loud noise exploded, causing the surrounding water to swell.

Hum!

Xue Heng's face turned red, like foal, and the thick meniscus spear with three fingers in his hand couldn't withstand the crushing force, and suddenly bent.

"hateful!"

Xue Heng's face changed drastically, and within a minute, he tried his best to resist the energy in his body.

Huh!

The meniscus silver gun bent to the limit and suddenly straightened.

boom!

"what!"

The tail of the gun struck Xue Heng's body, and he screamed. If the entire person was struck by lightning, the guardian's breath was instantly shattered, and he was hit by a volley, falling parabolically on the water outside the platform.

Wolverine crawled to the shore, Xue Heng looked at Luo Feng, his eyes were dull, and he didn't seem to have returned from the tragic defeat.

He couldn't believe that, like Xue Blade, he couldn't even block Luo Feng's punch!

"Another victory!"

"Xue Heng is the top of Xi Yadi's realm. How could he lose so badly?"

There was an exclamation in the square, and many people were a little surprised.

It was unexpected that Xue Heng would lose, not to mention being defeated by a boxer, and there was no resistance.

In the boxing defeat of Xue Heng, Luo Feng looked indifferent. With his current strength, if even Xue Heng cannot be solved with one punch, it is no wonder.

"Who else?"

Luo Feng stood proudly and glanced around the square.

The crowd inhaled slightly, watching Luo Feng on the stage, and was suffocated by the intense warfare of those eyes.

Many people think that what Luo Feng was trying to challenge everyone just now is a joke, but it seems that this is not the case.

In front of this person, he really intends to defeat the young Junjie here one by one!

On the other side, Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng standing in Wutai, with a shocked look, with a somewhat strange look.

"He actually planned to do this ..."

Yang Dingtian smiled next to him. "He can beat Xue Heng in a boxing, and Luo Feng's practice is at least half a step into the world! At his age, it is very rare to have this success. Waner, your future husband Alas, but a rare genius! "

Yang Waner put aside her rosy mouth, Mei Mei looked at Luo Feng, her vision was a bit blurred. Luo Feng's strength surprised her.

"Boy, I'll fight you!"

With a roar, several figures rise and fall, a boy with a square face stood opposite Luo Feng.

"It's Zhao Ping from Lingfeng College of Tianming! He is the peak of the Yaechi Prefecture, and he can be promoted to Jiuzhong Tianjing in half a step! And he is practicing Xuan-level martial arts. Ranked in the top ten! "

Someone recognized the square-faced boy on the stage, exclaimed.

Those young Junjie showed excitement and looked at Zhao Ping with anticipation.

"Boy, I heard that you are Liuyun's No. 1 Xinjie?"

Zhao Ping stood on the spot, standing with his hands up, looking at Luo Feng proudly.

Luo Feng nodded "Yes."

Zhao Ping licked his lips, his eyes flashed a cold light, and laughed

"I'm Zhao Ping from Lingming College of Tianming Leadership. I would like to see the students of the four major colleges of Liuyun Leadership. What's the strength? Just today we have a winner!"

Luo Feng shook his head, looking calm, and said lightly, "You are not my opponent."

Zhao Pingyi froze, his eyes twitched fiercely, and said coldly, "Your classmates who are in the Yunyun leadership are not very good, and their mouthwork is first-rate! Only they won two inconspicuous roles, and they dare to speak wildly!"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered and he looked up at Zhao Ping, "How is my strength, don't you try it?"

Zhao Ping's cold eyes gazed at Luo Feng, his face was a little bit distressed, Luo Feng's calmness and calmness, made him feel a little disturbed.

"Okay! Then I'll see how you, the leading leader of Liuyun, first!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ping urged his vitality to the limit. His clothes were screaming, and the air around him seemed to be boiling, constantly twisting.

"Flaming fist!"

The anxiety in the bottom of his heart made Zhao Ping dare not to carelessly and directly exhibited his strongest attack.

This flaming fist is a martial art of Xuan level. The fist is like fire and has the potential of Ebara. It can completely block the enemy's retreat. If it is a strong player in the heaven of heaven, the fist will be like fire, and even the enemy's breath will be burned.

Although Zhao Ping is not a strong player in the heavenly scene of Jiuzhong, he has already reached the edge of promotion. The rapid fist wind, the friction is reddish, seems to burn at any time, and the entire square has a heat wave.

In this scene, the eyes of everyone in the square were slightly frozen.

This Zhao Ping really deserves to be a master from Tian Ming to lead the academy. The power of this fist is infinitely close to the nine-layer heaven court martial artist.

Those young Junjie are staring at Luo Feng, who is shrouded in fist, wanting to see Luo Feng defeated miserably.

Yang Waner's eyes were tense, and it was unknown whether Luo Feng could block the punch.

Luo Feng stood in place, calm and calm, facing the fierce Zhao Ping, still a simple punch.

"He doesn't have martial arts yet?"

"Do you still want to win?"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the square was stunned and shocked.

Many people only reacted at this moment. Luo Feng defeated Xue Blade just now, and Xue Heng did not exercise martial arts!

In the face of Zhao Ping, he dared to do so.

"Dare you be blind? Get down!"

When Zhao Ping saw Luo Feng did not practice martial arts, he was furious. A pair of eyes seemed to spit out fire, and his fists turned into a hot storm, like a sky fire meteor.

"Zhao Ping, teach this arrogant boy fiercely!"

Feeling the power of Zhao Ping, many young warriors in the square applauded.

"Zhao Ping's flame fist can form a flame cyclone, which has been completed."

"Well, the power of this punch is enough to threaten the soldiers in the early stage of Jiuzhong Heaven. This Luo Feng does not use martial arts, I am afraid he will lose."

"Even if there is a lesson, this Luo Feng is too vigorous and not good for future cultivation."

The forces in the square looked at Zhao Ping of Wutai and talked.

In Wutai, two figures flew close to each other, breaking through the air, forming two visible twist marks. .

boom!

Luo Feng's unsophisticated punch hit the whirlwind of flames that Zhao Ping cast.

Suddenly, the two seemed to be still, and then a dull explosion sounded.

Uh ...

The shattered radon gas shot in all directions, and the whole Wutai became scarred in the blink of an eye. The dazzling fire filled the whole Wutai, and it was completely invisible.

"Who won?"

"I don't know. I didn't see how the two played together."

"Presumably Zhao Ping won. Don't you see the power of his last move?"

Many people in the square got up from their positions, stretched their necks and looked at a messy Wutai, trying to see the situation of the noodles clearly.

After a while, the hustle and bustle disappeared, and the vitality of the chaotic world calmed down.

"how is this possible!"

Looking at the scene of Wutai, a burst of exclamation wreaked havoc on the entire square, and many people froze and opened their mouths slightly.

On the stage, Luo Feng stood calmly in place, without injury!

Zhao Ping was half-knelt in front of Luo Feng five steps, blood dripped from his mouth, his entire right arm shook, his face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"His ... Zhao Ping was defeated!"

"I can't believe that Zhao Ping's fiery flames are so powerful that they will fail."

"The most frightening thing is that Luo Feng has not yet performed martial arts! How strong is his strength!"

"Being able to defeat Zhao Ping so easily, I am afraid that he is already a master of the heaven of heaven!"

"Nine-day heaven? It's unlikely at his age."

The scene in Wutai made everyone's eyes widened and their faces incredible.

The square, those young geniuses who have been famous for a long time, are also looking at Luo Feng, including Fei Xue Han Jian Tang.

"It was interesting to lose Zhao Heng in a boxing."

Tang looked at Luo Feng and nodded slightly, but his eyes were still cold and snowy, and he couldn't stand the slightest wave, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him. Luo Feng is really a cultivation of Jiuzhong Heaven, and it can't pose any threat to him.

"It seems that the son-in-law has been repaired by Jiuzhongling Xuanjing. I seem to have seen 6 Xiaoyun three years ago. At that time, before Xiaoxiao entered the Golden Temple, it was already Jiuzhongling Xuanjing."

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng from Wutai and nodded and smiled. He was more satisfied with this son-in-law.

"6 Xiaoyun? He is now one of the ten new dragons. Father, I know you like Luo Feng, but you don't have to praise him so much."

Yang Waner put aside her rosy mouth and frowned.

Yang Dingtian shook his head. "I have seen countless geniuses in my life. Although the son-in-law Xiuwei is not top-notch, this decisive mentality is outstanding. His future success will never be under 6 clouds."

After hearing this, Yang Waner's beautiful eyes showed a faint color. For the first time, she saw her father praise him so much.

Taking a look at Luo Feng from Wutai, the smile on Yang Waner's lips was a bit bitter. She was only to cope with her father, but didn't expect to make it come true. His father was so satisfied with Luo Feng.

"This is how to do……"

Yang Waner glanced helplessly at the glorious Yangdingtian.

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