Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The punch from this brazen killing was about to hit Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng moved a step to the left.

This punch failed directly.

"How could it be possible to dodge my punch?".

Qin Zheng's eyes widened, he didn't feel good, he wanted to withdraw and retreat, but it was too late.

Lin Feng had already shot, and punched Qin Zheng's abdomen with a punch.

There was a dull loud bang.

Everyone saw that the Wanxian Sect cultivator named Qin Zheng was blown away as if he was hit by a giant mountain.

clack clack...

Qin Zheng's body didn't know how many bones were broken, and he flew out several hundred meters and fell on the ground motionless, not knowing whether it was life or death.

silence…

The entire forest was silent.

Although Qin Zheng is not a top expert, after all, he is also a fifth-level warrior in the realm of the king of martial arts. He was blasted hundreds of meters away by a cultivator of the third-level heaven of the realm of the king of martial arts. This is too incredible, right?

"Leaping level challenge, this guy is not easy!"

Many people immediately started talking.

As long as the monks who can leapfrog challenge, the combat power is very amazing, and it is enough to be valued in any sect.

After a short period of surprise, many people raised their brows slightly.

Because, even though Lin Feng defeated Qin Zheng by leapfrog challenge.

But after all, Lin Feng is only the cultivation base of the third heaven in the realm of Martial King.

What if he could defeat Qin Zheng?

Wanxian Sect is a master here.

The fifth heaven of the Wuwang realm is only the lowest level of cultivation.

…

"Is this kind of rubbish coming out for shame?". Lin Feng said with a sneer, and walked towards Zuo Haoyang step by step, "Insulting my classmate, I will take your life today!"

Hearing Lin Feng's icy voice, many people felt a chill on their backs.

But there are also sneers.

The cultivation of King Wu's realm triple heaven dares to say that taking Zuo Haoyang's life is simply a big joke in the world.

Zuo Haoyang's face became extremely gloomy after seeing Qin Zheng being shot flying.

He waved his hand and said, "Fix this kid."

From Zuo Haoyang's point of view, killing Lin Feng is not a difficult thing. The strong eat the weak is the law of survival in the secret realm of Thunder Blade. They have also killed many monks, either for the purpose of killing people and stealing treasures, or because of some conflict.

As for Lin Feng?

It's just a small role, and it can't make any waves.

"Whoosh whoosh...".

Zuo Haoyang's voice fell, and when even five or six monks of the Wanxian Sect rushed towards Lin Feng, all of them looked cold.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Religion is going to take it seriously, and being besieged by so many masters is almost certain to die!"

Many people looked at Lin Feng with pity.

Offending Wanxian Sect would be a dead end.

"boom"!

At this moment, a terrifying aura surged out from Lin Feng's body, and that powerful aura oscillated out, killing several Wanxian cultivators who were attacking Lin Feng like they were struck by lightning.

Flutter, flutter...

Everyone saw that those monks were kneeling on the ground one by one.

"what".

They yelled and tried to get up, but the harder they struggled, the more pressure they were under.

Puff puff!

One by one vomited blood by the powerful momentum.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

what is the problem?

"What a powerful aura, that guy is definitely not only the strength of the Martial King Realm Triple Heaven, I'm afraid he is hiding his cultivation."

Someone exclaimed.

The rest of the people also came back to their senses, and looked at Lin Feng with shocking eyes.

With such a powerful momentum, this should have risen to the level of "momentum", right?

In the realm of Wuwang, condensing "potential" is as difficult as reaching the sky, and it is said that it is even more difficult than condensing "spirit".

Spirit depends on talent.

It is not only talented, but also has to experience some unique opportunities,

can be aggregated.

…

"Give it all to me!"

Zuo Haoyang's face was extremely gloomy, he waved his hand and shouted coldly.

The other dozen or so cultivators, including the powerhouses of the Five Kings Realm Jiuzhongtian, also swept towards Lin Feng, each with murderous intent.

"Boom boom boom...".

A dozen strong men shot together.

"Even the five powerhouses in the Nine Heavens of the Martial King Realm have all shot together. Even if the kid has gathered the 'power', I'm afraid he can't resist the siege of so many masters?".

"Yeah, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that he is facing attacks from more than a dozen strong men."

Many people were talking in low voices.

Obviously everyone is not optimistic about Lin Feng.

However, they soon realized how outrageous they were, and a more violent and ferocious "force" erupted in Lin Feng's body.

This time, the "potential" suddenly increased more than tenfold.

powerful! It's too powerful!

…

boom……

A monk named Wanxian Sect was shaken and flew out.

Even the five martial kings of the Nine Heavens Realm couldn't bear it. If they were struck by lightning, their bodies flew out.

Click click.

There was a sound of bone cracks in the body, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

"Boy, court death! Fei Xian Fist"!

The cold shout sounded, and the monk from Zuo Haoyang, who was at the tenth level of the realm of Martial King, took action. This person was called Yan Zhen. Although he did not understand "spirit", he did not understand "potential", but after all, he was in the tenth level of the realm of Martial King. Cultivation is no trivial matter.

He punched out, and the endless fairy light condensed.

Yan Zhen killed Lin Feng in an instant, and punched Lin Feng fiercely.

"roll".

Lin Feng roared and punched him.

A loud bang came out, and everyone saw that Yan Zhen was smashed and flew out by Lin Feng, his arm was directly broken, the whole person flew out uncontrollably, and fell to the ground holding the broken arm in a tragic manner. call.

"Oh my God, the tenth-level cultivation base of the Martial King Realm can't even handle a single move. This person from the Ten Thousand Immortals has kicked the iron plate today."

Many people cried out in shock.

"Look, Zuo Haoyang also shot, it's the breath of the spirit."

At this time, someone pointed at Zuo Haoyang.

"Boy, taste the spirit of my scorching sun".

Zuo Haoyang sneered and stepped forward. Behind his body, a round of scorching sun emerged and was burning brightly. This was the spirit of the scorching sun that Zuo Haoyang realized.

Zuo Haoyang brought the power of the spirit of the scorching sun and punched Lin Feng.

"It's hard for all spirits to hurt me, and it's hard for martial spirits to shake my Dharma body."

Lin Feng stepped forward, sticking out his right hand, in the palm of his hand, a black hole melted, and Zuo Haoyang's scorching sun spirit was instantly swallowed up.

"I hit the world with one punch."

Lin Feng continued to step forward and punched out.

boom.

The punch hit Zuo Haoyang, and Zuo Haoyang was blasted out.

Wow.

He vomited blood in the air.

"Zuo Haoyang, who has comprehended the spirit, can't take that guy's attack."

"It's too terrifying, definitely the most top-level evildoer."

Many people looked at Lin Feng with astonishment.

With a "thump", Zuo Haoyang fell to the ground.

The next moment, Lin Feng had come to Zuo Haoyang and stepped on him.

Where had Zuo Haoyang suffered such humiliation, his eyes became blood red, and he could not wait to slash Lin Feng's hatred.

But Zuo Haoyang understood his situation.

"Brother, I was wrong, I am willing to apologize and compensate!" Zuo Haoyang said.

But in my heart, I roared hysterically, boy, wait, wait for me to get out, and then you will be crushed to ashes.

"It's good to know that you are wrong," Lin Feng nodded.

Zuo Haoyang let out a long breath.

"puff". But the next moment, Lin Feng waved his right hand, a sword qi slashed out, blood splashed, and Zuo Haoyang's head was directly beheaded.

Zuo Haoyang's eyes widened in anger, as if he couldn't understand why Lin Feng wanted to kill himself.

"I didn't say that if you admit your mistakes, I will spare you not to die."

Lin Feng sneered and stood with his hands behind his back.

Many people are in a trance, and the monk standing not far away does not seem to be a young man, but a supreme power who is obsessed with the world.