God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

Wang Feng walked towards Duan Yu step by step, his face indifferent and calm.

But to Duan Yu, this is a **** of killing, coming towards him.

"Killing two innate third-level powerhouses, and still killing them? Is Wang Feng really invincible!"

"This kind of cruel method has never been seen in the world, and he doesn't want to let any of the three innate masters go. It's terrible, it's terrible."

Looking at this scene, the surrounding warriors were already shocked. This Wang Feng's name is not just called casually.

"Wang Feng, you have already killed so many people, don't you still want to fight against my Dali Duan clan?"

Duan Zhengchun guarded Duan Yu behind him, pointed at Wang Feng and shouted loudly. Behind him, a group of Dali Duan guards were holding swords and looking at him tremblingly, almost unable to hold the weapons in their hands.

Wang Feng gave him a cold look and said, "Who am I going to kill, even the protection of gods and Buddhas is useless, let alone a mere Dali royal family?"

"die!"

Wang Feng slammed away with a palm, the True Qi in his body was surging like a tidal wave, and his face was full of killing intent, making people tremble.

"Yangzhi!"

Duan Zhengchun was about to use his unique technique, a yang finger, but the next moment he only felt a pain in his mouth, and then his eyes darkened, and he was no longer conscious.

Chapter 162 Shaolin Shaolin, Murong Bo Appears

When he died, Duan Zhengchun didn't know how he died, and he was beheaded by Wang Feng before he could show his moves.

"Ding, kill Houtian Dingfeng Gaozhi Zhengchun and get 2000 points."

The system prompt sounded, and another emperor of the Duan family in Dali died in the hands of Wang Feng.

Duan Zhengchun was the emperor of Dali for only half a year.

"Father, father..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Duan Yu and Yuqiao Gengdu, the four major guards, all rushed towards Duan Zhengchun.

"You go with him too!"

No matter how sad and grief they were, Wang Feng burst out with a palm, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms shot out impressively, and a golden true dragon roared past, directly slamming into the crowd.

"Wang Feng, I killed you!!"

Duan Yu forcibly lifted his True Qi, and when his fingers intersected, he wanted to display the Six Veins Divine Sword.

Unfortunately, by this time, everything has been lost.

Wang Feng's strength is much stronger than him, and he was not Wang Feng's opponent at the peak. Now that he is seriously injured, how can he resist?

boom!

Duan Yu was the first among them, and was directly blasted out by the golden dragon, and then the domineering and violent golden dragon exploded in front of everyone. The violent energy burst out like a big wave, and everyone was blown away.

"Ding, kill Ling Qianli, a first-class master guard, and get 1,000 points!"

"Ding, kill first-class master guard Xiao Ducheng and get 1000 points!"

"Ding, kill first-class guard Dong Sigui and get 1000 points!"

"Ding, kill Zhu Danchen, the first-class master guard, and get 1,000 points!"

The four guards were killed first, while Duan Yu fell to the ground, his eyes fixed on Wang Feng, but soon he died.

"Ding. Kill the Innate Triple Heaven's high reputation and get points!"

Wang Feng's ears sounded a series of system prompts. In a short period of time, he beheaded three masters of the innate third level, plus Duan Zhengchun, the master of Houtian peak, as well as the four guards of Yuqiao and Du, who came to Shaolin. In this time, he has already obtained 51,000 points!

The total points exceeded 150,000!

Wang Feng's heart was not disturbed, he had already decided to kill these people.

Whether it was Duan Yu or You Tanzhi, it was he who planned and made them grow up.

For half a year, the two did not let him down and became the top masters in the world as he wished.

The points of the top masters are really too rich. This is only the Innate Third Layer. How much would it be worth if the Innate Seventh Layer master?

Looking at the scene in front of them, all the people around are quiet, they dare not make any sound, and the whole square is silent.

Wang Feng's method made everyone terrified, and no one dared to come forward to seek death.

Among the people present, the happiest person was Duan Yanqing.

Wang Feng solved Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu, and no one in the entire Dali Duan clan could stop him from regaining the throne.

To become the emperor of Dali, Duan Yanqing is already a certainty.

Shaolin and the others also looked at the scene in front of them with a dull look, which was too different from what they imagined.

"His strength, is he really so evil?"

Abbot Xuanci's eyes were full of incomprehension. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe it.

The three innate masters have all died, which means that Wang Feng has resolved his grievances with others, so is it Shaolin's turn next?

Abbot Xuanci just thought of this when Wang Feng's indifferent and cold voice rang out.

"Abbot Xuanci, you just said that you want to solve the problem of the Juxianzhuang battle with this young master, now it's your Shaolin turn!"

I really want to do whatever I want. I don't know when Wang Feng has already stood opposite the masters of Shaolin, and the two sides are only three feet apart.

"This..." Abbot Xuanci twitched and frowned.

"What? Scared?"

Wang Feng sneered and pressed aggressively. He wanted to force Shaolin to take action, so that a lot of points could be harvested.

At this point, the faces of all the Shaolin monks are extremely ugly. If they give in, they will lose their faces.

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Xuanci took a step forward and said to Wang Feng: "I have no plans for Shaolin to target the donor, but the helpless donor is aggressive, the old man can only challenge."

"Master Xuanci is really good at calculating, but unfortunately, your purpose of killing people with a knife has not been achieved, then it is my son's turn to trouble you!"

boom!

Wang Feng hated this duplicitous bald donkey the most. If he disagreed, he would use his internal strength and prepare to take action.

"Hmph, Wang Feng, the old man finally found you!"

Suddenly, an old voice came from the void, followed by a monk covered in gray, descending from the top of the Mahavira Hall.

The gray-robed monk was as light as a goshawk, and in the process of falling, it was already pushed out with a palm, towards Wang Feng.

call!

The strong energy swept across, Wang Feng's long hair danced, and without thinking, he stepped forward and slapped the gray-robed monk fiercely!

Snapped!

Two rays of profound light scattered, and Wang Feng turned around to release his strength and returned to his position.

On the other hand, the gray-robed monk took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body when he landed.

"Seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, Prajna Palm?"

As soon as the gray-clothed monk landed, a flash of excitement flashed in Abbot Xuanci's eyes. Looking at the action of the gray-clothed monk just now, one could see that his strength was absolutely unfathomable. If there was his help, he might be able to deal with Wang Feng. Hope too.

Abbot Xuanci subconsciously ignored the fact that after the monk in gray and Wang Feng exchanged palms, they were obviously at a disadvantage.

"Murong Bo, you finally appeared!"

Wang Feng smiled lightly and put his hands behind his back, without the slightest surprise.

"What? Murong Bo? How is that possible!"

Xuanci was the closest, and as soon as he heard the three words Murong Bo, his heart throbbed violently, his eyes lit up, and he stared straight at the gray-clothed monk.

"Okay, very good! Wang Feng, since you recognize me, you should know why the old man is looking for you?"

Chapter 163 Add Xiao Yuanshan, still destroy it

Murong Bo didn't hide it at all, he just pulled off the gray cloth strip on his face, revealing his own face.

Seven feet tall, standing like a green pine, with a three-inch beard hanging down, there is a faint gray between the beard and hair, but his face is ruddy, full of energy, his eyes are like torches, and he is not angry or arrogant.

He just looked at Wang Feng like this, with his hands behind his back, looking at Wang Feng as if he were looking at a dead person.

uproar!

The audience was shocked, looking at this old man who was over fifty years old, unable to believe that this person was really Murong Bo.

"Really... old donor Murong? Is he really... not dead?" Abbot Xuanci was shocked, and he was speechless for a long time.

Back then, after the Battle of Yanmen Pass, the news of Murong Bo's death soon came. Abbot Xuanci had doubts at first, and even investigated it himself. Now that he sees Murong Bo himself again, he finally confirms his conjecture.

"Abbot Xuanci, you and I have separated for 30 years. After the old man has solved this little thief, I will reminisce with you!" Glancing at Xuanci, Murong Bo said lightly.

"Old benefactor Murong, please take care, the old man is not in a hurry." Abbot Xuanci was eager for Murong Bo to take action.

As early as 30 years ago, Murong Bo's strength was already very tyrannical, and he was well-known in the rivers and lakes.

If not for this, the Yanmen Pass battle would never have happened.

"Wang Feng, you killed my general, and even killed my only son. Now is the time to pay it back!" Murong Bo said with cold eyes and murderous aura.

Everyone turned their attention to Wang Feng, wanting to see how Wang Feng coped.

Wang Feng glanced at him lightly, and said, "It's just you? I'm not qualified to fight with me, but if you add the one on the roof, this young master may have some interest."

laugh!

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Feng pointed out, and Shaoshang's sword qi charged straight up.

Click!

On the roof of the Daxiong Palace, a high flying eaves exploded directly, turning into pieces of dust falling down.

At the same time, a man in black and a roc spread his wings and fell from the eaves.

The man in black was shrouded in black, with only two holes in his eyes. The eyes inside were shining brightly, and at a glance, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.

"It's you?" As soon as Murong Bo came, he recognized it immediately.

"That's right, it's this old man." The man in black nodded, laughed, and said, "You and I have been invisible in Shaolin over the years, and we have fought against each other three times. It's rare."

Murong Bo nodded, and was very impressed. In today's world, it is extremely rare that he can be seen by him, and this masked master who is also hidden in Shaolin is one of them.

"Xiongtai is a martial artist and is superb. After the old man has cleaned up this little thief, he will fight with your Excellency for 300 rounds!"

When they reach their realm, learning martial arts and discussing the true meaning of martial arts together is one of the great joys in life, which is hard to come by.

"Okay, the old man has exactly this intention!"

The man in black didn't even look at Wang Feng. Although his whereabouts were discovered by him, he did not think that the other party was worth his own shot.

Wang Feng looked coldly at the end of the conversation between the two, and said coldly, "Are you finished with your last words? Let's go on the road together!"

"Joint fingers!"

laugh!

In the air, a stream of air swirled, and when Wang Feng shot, he joined his fingers and pointed directly at Murong Bo, which was the unique skill of the Murong family.

"Exercising the joint fingers in front of the old man? It's just over your own strength, the joint fingers!"

chi chi chi...

Above the fingertips, the infuriating qi kept hitting, and the two qi jins broke through everything, tore the air, and burst out more than ten times in a row, but the result was far beyond what Murong Bo thought. Maple's opponent.

Instant collapse!

Three consecutive fingers slammed on Murong Bo's mouth, causing Murong Bo to vomit blood and his complexion changed greatly.

"How is that possible? The old man, the old man's ginseng fingers have already reached perfection, why...why did he lose?" Murong Bo looked at Wang Feng in disbelief, covered his mouth with his hand, and stepped back again and again.

Wang Feng didn't even look at him, he turned around and released his palm force, covering the man in black.

bang bang bang...