Extract Impurities, Bedbugs Become Real Dragons

Xu Haoyang and Yang Hou looked helpless and sighed softly.

Now they can only wait until the battle between Lin Feng and Wu Xiuran is over before challenging Lin Feng.

Shaking their heads, the two once again set their sights on Lin Feng and Wu Xiuran in the center of the ring above.

"Lin Feng, if you can come to the challenge, you have some backbone." At this time, Wu Xiuran said suddenly, "If you can defeat me, I will give you this fourth-level Taoist weapon under your feet." .”

"Of course, if you want to defeat me, it's probably impossible."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Xiuran had turned his hands to condense a dragon-shaped imprint.

This mark contains extremely powerful energy fluctuations.

A series of destructive auras continued to permeate from this imprint.

Even the entire void was torn apart rapidly with this dragon-shaped imprint as the center.

"Lin Feng, this is the mark of the real dragon, which contains 30% of my power." Wu Xiuran dragged the dragon-shaped mark, and said slowly: "Today, I will use this mark of the real dragon to knock you into the ring outside."

After finishing the words, Wu Xiuran took a step forward and smashed the real dragon mark in his hand towards Lin Feng.

Ho ho!

The deep dragon chant suddenly resounded.

The whole arena trembled violently.

The crowd below directly covered their ears, looking uncomfortable.

But Lin Feng's expression was calm, and he raised his hand calmly and slammed it at the oncoming real dragon mark.

Boom!

The deafening explosion sound suddenly resounded.

The violent power swept away in an instant.

Under Lin Feng's fist, the real dragon imprint collapsed instantly like paper paste.

Wu Xiuran vomited blood even more, flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell hard to the edge of the ring.

"Wu...Wu Xiuran was kicked back by Young Master Lin?"

"Mr. Lin only has the first level of cultivation in the Dao God Realm, while Wu Xiuran is at the seventh level of the Dao God Realm. But even so, Wu Xiuran was still blown away by Mr. Lin's punch?"

"Mr. Lin's strength and talent are truly terrifying. Even Wu Xiuran can only be kicked back by Mr. Lin's punch."

The crowd frowned slightly, their faces full of seriousness.

They never imagined that in just a few days, Lin Feng's strength had improved so much.

What kind of monster is this? !

"Lin Feng, it seems that I underestimated you." At this time, Wu Xiuran slowly stood up.

He looked at Lin Feng who was standing not far away, and said in a deep voice: "The genius who ranks first in the double rankings of the Tiandao Gold List really lives up to his reputation."

"In that case, I will fight you with all my strength!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Xiuran formed seals with both hands, frantically gathering powerful energy between heaven and earth.

chi chi!

The avenues converge, and a ferocious dragon-shaped phantom slowly gathers into shape.

The energy fluctuations that destroy the world continue to diffuse from this dragon-shaped phantom.

However, after the first dragon-shaped phantom was condensed, the marks on Wu Xiuran's hands did not stop.

The imprint in his hand is constantly changing, and more powerful forces of heaven and earth gather in an instant.

Ho ho!

With the sound of a deep dragon chant, the second dragon-shaped phantom slowly condensed into shape.

"This is not my limit!" Wu Xiuran's pupils trembled slightly, and the imprint on his hand suddenly changed, and the phantom of the third dragon quickly condensed.

chi chi!

Powerful energy and avenues gathered rapidly, and the third dragon-shaped phantom instantly condensed and formed.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xiuran continued to exert strength, and the fourth and fifth dragon-shaped phantoms gathered one after another.

When the sixth dragon-shaped phantom was successfully condensed, Wu Xiuran's complexion was already pale, and he gasped heavily.

When the seventh dragon-shaped phantom condensed, Wu Xiuran's throat was sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spewed out instantly.

And this is already Wu Xiuran's limit.

"Lin Feng, I use all my strength to gather seven real dragons to destroy mountains and rivers. Be careful!" Wu Xiuran reminded, and then he gathered the mark and urged the seven dragon-shaped phantoms to attack Lin Feng.

Ho ho!

The dragon chant burst out, and the entire void was instantly annihilated.

The arena transformed by the divine soldiers from the four realms also shook violently.

However, Lin Feng looked calm.

When the seven dragon shadows were about to fall, Lin Feng clenched his fist and smashed at the oncoming seven dragon shadows.

Boom!

The sound of explosion suddenly resounded.

The violent power is like a huge wave sweeping and spreading.

The seven dragon shadows wailed ferociously and quickly dimmed.

In just a short moment, the seven dragon shadows were completely shattered under Lin Feng's fist and disappeared.

Wu Xiuran was covered in scars by the powerful force of Lin Feng's punch and fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Lin Feng was unscathed and stood there calmly.

Da da da!

On the entire arena, only the sound of Lin Feng's footsteps remained.

Lin Feng came to the dying Wu Xiuran, and said calmly, "Can you give me the fourth-order Taoist weapon under you?"

"Lin...Young master Lin, I would like to admit defeat. This fourth-tier Taoist weapon will be yours from now on." Wu Xiuran twitched the corner of his mouth forcefully, and said this sentence with difficulty.

quiet!

There was a dead silence all around the arena.

The crowd opened their mouths even more, shocked.

The crowd never expected that Wu Xiuran, who was at the seventh level of the Dao God Realm, was defeated by Lin Feng, who was at the first level of the Dao God Realm.

Lin Feng's talent and strength far exceeded the expectations of all warriors!

"Young Master Lin's talent and strength are truly terrifying!"

"Young Master Lin's future achievements will be limitless."

The crowd opened their mouths and sighed.

But Lin Feng ignored it, and casually put the fourth-tier soldiers under his feet into the space ring.

Without the support of the boundary soldiers, Wu Xiuran fell powerlessly downward in an instant.

Originally, Wu Xiuran wanted to stimulate his strength and stabilize his body.

But he found that all his tendons had been broken by Lin Feng just now.

Now he can't even volley.

Boom!

At this time, a violent impact suddenly resounded.

Wu Xiuran hit the ground weakly, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Lin Feng glanced at Wu Xiuran lightly, then turned to Yang Hou and Xu Haoyang who were beside him, and said calmly, "I remember you two are here to challenge me too, right?"

"Now that I've dealt with Wu Xiuran, it's your turn."

Xu Haoyang, Yang Hou: "..."

The old faces of Xu Haoyang and Yang Hou twitched violently.

Their cultivation is only at the sixth level of Dao God Realm, and even Wu Xiuran can't beat them.

Under such circumstances, if they fight Lin Feng, they will only lose worse than Wu Xiuran!

Thinking of this, Xu Haoyang took the lead and said, "Young master Lin, I... I really wanted to challenge you before, but after I saw your strength just now, I realized that I am not worthy to fight with you at all."