The Alchemist God

flood.

The flames swept around the long knife like a roaring dragon. Lu Feng's momentum was extremely majestic, and he let out a low growl, revealing a strong temperament that was completely different from greedy and lustful. Seeing Zhuang Shaoyu blast down, before the long knife fell, the aura had already enveloped the ground, making it impossible for Zhuang Shaoyu to dodge.

snort.

After a cold snort, Zhuang Shaoyu summoned all his energy. This was the first time he had used all his strength since he was injured. At least he could sacrifice 90% of his strength at his peak. Go to Lu Feng's chest.

Ha ha ha ha……

Amid Lu Feng's ferocious laughter, Zhuang Shaoyu flew out with a bang like a cannonball, his face paled instantly, the purple gold fan almost flew out of his hand, his arm seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to lift, and the intense flame pain spread all over his body , After retreating dozens of steps, he stabilized, his body vibrated, and his divine power came out through his body, dispelling all the divine power of the fifty-two cave waves blasted into Lu Feng's body, but his heart became colder and colder, so strong Lu Feng, It must be said that this person's talent is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

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Haha, how does the first style feel? Lu Feng stood majestically in the air, looked down at Zhuang Shaoyu from a high position, stroked his beard and said with a smile: Young people don't know the heights of heaven and earth, how do you think grandpa gained a foothold in the Blackstone Empire?

you……

Zhuang Shaoyu hated it, his face was full of embarrassment, the dignified Tianji Empire's first rookie was raped like this, it was simply unacceptable to him, but the gap was right in front of him, the confrontation between 29 Chongtian and 52 Chongtian In a complete defeat, even if you are an immortal character and your opponent is a mortal character, good or bad will be judged.

It's not over yet.

Zhuang Shaoyu's momentum sank, and he immediately launched the next move. The surrounding wind made a big move, as if it was about to tear everything apart. It was the third move of Fengshenjue, tearing the sky and the earth.

Small tricks.

Lu Feng stood in the air, surrounded by a prairie fire again, the sound of 咻咻 continued, and the flames swirled like trees and vines to form a huge vortex. He shouted: Look at how my endless fire field breaks your body! Fengshenjue.

The flames were like a vortex, constantly devouring Zhuang Shaoyu's wind blade, and the sound of crackling energy collisions sounded in the air, which made the mercenaries on the ground back again and again, fearing that they would be affected by this battle between gods.

In the end, the flames triumphed over the blades.

brush.

Lu Feng turned around and stepped through the void. The next moment, he appeared above Zhuang Shaoyu's head. The long knife fell like lightning, and he roared angrily, Look at the knife.

Melee combat is what Zhuang Shaoyu, a practitioner of the law of wind, is most afraid of facing. In a hurry, Zijin Fan hastily blocked, and his arm was shaken off with a dang, barely able to block it, but Lu Feng's The body was like a spinning top, and it was chopped down the second time, and a bloody flower flew up, leaving a finger-long wound on Zhuang Shaoyu's left face.

Wow...

Zhuang Shaoyu retreated again and again, his injuries were not serious, but his inner self-confidence was almost completely crushed, and his wall of divine power was cut through in an instant, what a blow.

After stabilizing his figure, Zhuang Shaoyu gasped miserably, but he showed no signs of admitting defeat. The purple gold fan danced lightly, and dimensional cracks appeared around his body, which was where the dimensional wind blade started. The dimensional wind blades danced wildly around, which was very frightening, and Zhuang Shaoyu slowly raised his figure, standing in the midst of lightning and thunder, like a god.

It still looks a little bit.

Lu Feng stroked his beard and said with a smile: Thinking back then, the Zhuang family's unique knowledge was indeed unique in the mainland, but in the hands of your generation, its power is greatly reduced, hmph... If the Zhuang family's ancestors came out with Fengshen Jue, I'm afraid The first three poses are enough to defeat me, but you... Hehe, you dare to challenge Lao Tzu with your half-water cultivation level, it's just a humiliation for yourself.

What are you talking about?

Zhuang Shaoyu couldn't bear the humiliation, and roared angrily: If you have the guts, come and break the young master's dimensional chaos.

Ha ha ha ha……

Lu Feng laughed wildly: Open your dog eyes wide, I will show you.

The flames exploded, and with Lu Feng's roar, the divine power in his body was released rapidly, and he was already in a huge fire ball with a radius of nearly ten meters. This ball of flames protected him like an enchantment. , and when the dimensional wind blade strikes, a blade of light will inevitably blast out from the fire mass to scatter the wind blade.

Puffy...

The dense slashing sounds were intertwined. In nearly half a minute, Zhuang Shaoyu almost exhausted his divine power to launch the Dimensional Random Slash, but he didn't break through Lu Feng's wall of flames at all. He couldn't help taking a step back dejectedly, his face was full of Shocked: How is this possible... why is a mere mortal personality so powerful...

call out.

A hole suddenly opened in the huge fireball, and Lu Feng shot at Zhuang Shaoyu like a sharp arrow with his long knife.

puff.

After swiping the long knife, another wound appeared on the other side of Zhuang Shaoyu's face. He whimpered, and before he had time to react, Lu Feng's body sank, and the iron fist full of flame power hit Zhuang Shaoyu's abdomen straight.

Boom.

Zhuang Shaoyu's body fell into the low wall like a cannonball, and it stopped after penetrating through three low walls continuously. He lay there disheveled, even with difficulty breathing.

Brother Shaoyu.

Sikong Yao was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly flew over to help Zhuang Shaoyu up, and quickly renewed his strength with divine power.

Ayao, don't help me...

Zhuang Shaoyu stood up tremblingly while supporting the cracked wall, his face was full of hatred, looked at Lu Feng in the air, and said: I... Whether it's the purple-gold fan or the treasure in the interspatial bag, if you want it, I'll give it to you.

No need, Mr. Zhuang.

Lu Feng smiled coldly, raised his long knife and said, Your treasure has already been given to me.

What do you mean.

Don't you understand? Lu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhuang Shaoyu's face, and said, I hate you handsome and good-looking men the most in my life. You can sleep with any woman you want with just one face. Women, what on earth do you have? Are you worthy? I hate you people so much, so I cut your face twice to tell you that in this world, the face may not be good-looking, but the fist must be hard enough. Do you understand it.

Lu Feng stood majestically in the air, with a fluttering beard, and he felt like a senior.

His face, somewhat looks like a person, Wu Mengda.

...

The juniors are taught.

Zhuang Shaoyu's face was pale, this time he was really convinced, although Lu Feng is only a mortal, but his attainments in martial arts are far better than his own, this is the real strong man.

At this time, Lu Feng's eyes fell on Sikongyao, and said: The jewel in the palm of the lord of the Tianji sect, Sikong, Sikongyao, do you want to challenge the old man? If you want to challenge me, I have already thought about what I want.

Sikong Yao froze for a moment: What do you want?

Except for your first time, what else can I want. Lu Feng smiled without losing his true colors.

Shameless. Sikong Yao was ashamed and angry, gnashing her teeth.

Shang Qian hurriedly said: Ayao, don't be impulsive, even Mr. Zhuang Shaoyu has lost, you...you must not be impulsive, otherwise you may fall into his tricks.

Shang Qian even regretted why she agreed to come to the Demon Palm Peaks. Her group of people underestimated Lu Feng too much.

Lin Muyu also said: Well, miss, don't be impulsive, and Chen Hang didn't make a move, maybe he can beat Lu Feng.

Chen Hang shuddered at the side, scolding this kid inhumanely in his heart, Lu Feng is a fifty-two-fold cave-heaven powerhouse, he was already very strong, not to mention he was injured, there was no way he could be Lu Feng's opponent.

Chen Hang.

Lu Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd, said Oh, and said with a smile: I think of it, there is indeed a man named Chen Hang in the merchants of Tianji City. It is said that he has two tricks. Could it be you?

Chen Hang's face turned pale: Lu Feng, don't bully me too much, I've already been injured, otherwise...

Injury, what kind of injury. Lu Feng asked.

Chen Hangdao: After being hit by the divine voice of the Demon Emperor Nv Shi, the meridians and sea of ​​Qi were all damaged.

The meridians are damaged.

Lu Feng frowned, but smiled again: Then... how about I let you, let me give you an arm.

What do you mean.

That's what I mean.

Lu Feng suddenly stretched out his left hand, clenched his iron fist, and forcibly stimulated the divine power. The sound of bursting meridians was heard, and blood spattered. This left arm would fly in a short time, even if it was using divine power. It will take at least three or five days for the cure to recover. Panting miserably, he said with a smile, How, do you dare to fight me?

Madman, this is a madman.

Everyone had only this thought in their minds at this moment. In order to provoke Chen Hang to fight, this Lu Feng actually destroyed one of his own arms. How crazy is this? Does he really want to win the group of people in front of him that much?

Lin Muyu remained silent, still guarding Sikongyao like a young boy in front of a saddle and behind a horse. The spirit pulse technique kept her aura at the level of the first level cave, so that even Lu Feng couldn't see her own. As for Lu Feng too underestimating this group of people and cutting off his own arm, this is exactly what Lin Muyu wanted. At first, he was worried that he would not be the opponent of the fifty-two cave god kings, but now he is fine.

It was him who committed the death himself, so no one else could be blamed.

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Uncle Chen Hang, be careful. Shang Qian whispered.

Chen Hang gritted his teeth, firmly grasped the rock-bending gun, and said: Then... I will teach you martial arts.

Lu Feng's face was full of contempt, he could see the depth of Chen Hang's strength, this person was definitely not his opponent.