Martial Arts Overlord

The whole crater was suddenly silent for a moment, and then, a loud cheering burst out.

"It's another genius who has suddenly risen. There is a lot of surprises at this session of the Lord."

"Yeah. I thought Yuehua would challenge Zhuang Fei, and she would definitely lose ..."

"Who can think of that Yue Hua actually hides that kind of backhand, and there is a more powerful thunder ball hidden in the thunder ball, which is incredible. Zhuang Fei lost unjustly."

"Wonderful! In addition to the showdown between Luo Feng and Lin Hao, this showdown is full of blood. Various skills and changes are incredible. It is indeed a contest between geniuses!"

In the auditorium, everyone looked at Zhuang Fei with a pale face, and Yue Hua, who stood proudly on the other side, his face was incredible, and the discussion was over.

Zhuang Fei, who has the strength of the quasi-twentieth, was defeated. He lost to a few years ago, and his reputation is far worse than his Yuehua! And in the case of Tianyun's empty hands, there is no element of miscalculation, which is really shocking.

"There is a more powerful thunder ball in the thunder ball, and the two do not affect each other. They can also open the four thousands of thunder glasses at the same time, and insist to this day ... I ca n’t imagine Yuehua has reached this level. A genius appeared. "

His Holiness the Blue Mountains is in a good mood. He is also a Promise Monk. He naturally wants to see the Monk strong and talented.

Elder Xiaoyaozong's face was a bit disgusting.

Zhuang Fei's failure was beyond his expectations. Fortunately, Zhuang Fei still had two opportunities to challenge. With his strength, he returned to the top 20. It was not a big problem. His only worry was that Zhuang Fei was injured. Heavy, affecting the play of the state behind.

Thinking of this, Elder Xiaoyaozong stood up and decided to heal Zhuang Fei himself.

On the stage.

Zhuang Fei stabilized his injuries and looked at Yuehua: "I lost."

Yuehua said, "I said I will give you a lesson. Rest assured, Luo Feng will soon follow in your footsteps."

Zhuang Fei wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, "I don't think so! Luo Feng's strength is above me, but it is not as simple as you think [笔 趣 阁 www.biquger.info]!"

"Oh?"

Yuehua sneered: "Did you think it was my best effort just now?"

Zhuang Fei's eyes flashed, and she was a little surprised.

This is not the words of Yuehua's full strength, then the strength of the other party is really unfathomable.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Fei said, "Whether it is your full strength or not, when you encounter Luo Feng, you will only fail fiercely. He is the one I see the most."

This sentence is half true and half false. Through the battle between Luo Feng and Huachen, Zhuang Fei did feel Luo Feng's strength above him, but he was not very clear about Luo Feng's real combat power.

However, under the circumstances, he can't tolerate his retreat and lose without losing. At this moment, he can only move out of Luo Feng, pressing Yuehua!

Hearing Zhuang Fei's words, Yuehua's mouth evoked a smile, and said lightly:

"Wait, it won't be long before you can see Luo Feng lying on this platform like a dead dog."

After speaking, Yue Hua's figure flickered, appeared on the seventeenth stone pillar, glanced at Luo Feng from a distance, and her eyes narrowed.

Luo Feng turned a blind eye and closed his eyes slightly, immersing himself in the realization of the artistic conception of space.

He had few chances to come into contact with the space artistic conception before, all of which he realized through one yuan finger and blind man's touch, the space artistic conception has been stagnating for a long time.

Through this battle, observing Zhuang Fei's space artistic conception, he felt a lot. Many places that could not be imagined before were solved, and there was a faint momentum to break through.

The next game starts.

Yuehua and Zhuang Fei battled, and brought up the war intentions of others. Zhuang Fei stepped down from the ring, and someone immediately jumped up and began to challenge.

On the edge of the platform, the elder Wujizong healed Zhuang Fei while saying:

"Fortunately, the injuries are not serious. In that month, Hua was really so powerful. You could not match Dacheng's artistic conception with your empty sky and empty hands?"

Zhuang Fei thought for a moment and nodded: "Although in the end I had a hint to make him succeed, but his strength was truly incredible. Zhenyuan far surpassed the warriors of the same level. He was domineering and there was a mysterious power. It seemed Can affect one's mind ... "

The Promise of the Promise: "The Promise of the Thousand Thousands of Thunders consumes a lot of real money, and he was able to turn on the four Great Thousands of Lights at the same time to fight with you, I was surprised. What strange adventures this person should have received in the past few years, ... you must be ashamed and brave this defeat. "

"Thank you Elder. I will be back in the top 20 once the injury is recovered!"

Zhuang Fei nodded, thinking in his mind, and waited to remind Luo Feng about Zhuang Fei Zhenyuan and the mysterious power he could not see through.

The beginning and end of each game, an hour passed, the challenge has been played for nearly twenty games.

Most of the 27 people who failed to reach the stone pillar had a challenge. Except for Zhuang Fei, only two of them challenged successfully, and the challenge success rate was less than 20%, which is cruel.

At this moment, the twenty-fourth game is on the ring.

The challenger was a Qingyunmen disciple named Han Yi. The object of his challenge was the moraine at the 77th stone pillar, which is also a Qingyunmen disciple!

The discerning person knows at a glance that this is not a serious challenge.

Han Yi just divided into the realm of the eighth stage of Shenjing, and his performance in the group stage was mediocre. It was only good luck that he didn't meet any great masters before he won the record of nine wins and one defeat.

Bingyu is a mid-strength nine-point powerhouse in the Divine Realm. Among the younger generations in the nine holy places, he is a little master.

The gap between the two is too large.

"Sister Bing, please advise."

Han Yi stepped onto the platform and arched slightly towards Bingyu. He looked somewhat restrained, and looked at Bingyu with a little dodge.

"You ask first."

As the name suggests, Bingyu has a beautiful and beautiful appearance, but his temperament is a bit cold, and his left hand is stretched out.

"I also ask Sister Bingshi to show mercy."

As soon as Han Yi's voice fell, the figure suddenly disappeared from the ring, leaving only a cyan residual image.

Immediately afterwards, Bingyu's figure disappeared from its place.

next moment.

Uh ...

A loud air crackling sounded from all corners of the ring. Han Yi and Bing Yan have been fighting for more than ten times in one breath.

Both of them are masters of physical fitness, and they are still performing the same physical fitness. For a time, the whole squad is both of them.

After watching for a while, everyone understood why Han Yi chose Bingyu as his opponent.

The other party was deliberately asking for advice. The two sides practiced the same body method. Obviously, the realm of Bingyu's body method was several levels higher than that of Han Yi.

With the confrontation between the two sides, the shortcomings of Han Yi's body style gradually decreased ...

Of course, apart from this, judging from the attitude of Han Yi boarding the ring, it is not necessarily no other thought to challenge Bingyu.

On the first stone pillar, Luo Feng still closed his eyes slightly, motionless.

Huh!

Suddenly, a broken sound, if any, sounded on Luo Feng.

Immediately afterwards, a circle of transparent ripples spread out. With him as the center, obvious distortions occurred in the space within ten feet. The ripples inside became more and more intense, and it seemed to be independent from the world.

This change immediately attracted the attention of Leng Feifan and others.

"Space mood ..."

Leng Feifan glanced at Luo Feng, and frowned slightly.

The spatial artistic conception is one of the three major artistic concepts. The mystery and obscurity are extremely difficult to comprehend. Judging from the spatial fluctuations just now, Luo Feng's spatial artistic conception is likely to be successful, which is extremely rare.

You know, even Zhuang Fei, who is majoring in the artistic conception of space, is only to such an extent that he is still a genius in practicing the artistic conception of space.

And Luo Feng's perfect mood of thunder should be the major mood of thunder.

"Did you just watch Zhuang Fei and Yuehua battle and break through ..."

An idea flashed through Leng Feifan's mind, and he was a little puzzled. For the first time, he started to face up to Luo Feng.

The opponent is indeed not qualified to be his opponent now, but not necessarily in the future.

Hum!

The intense space ripples suddenly calmed down, and Luo Feng opened his eyes.

"Great space artistic conception!"

"One yuan, Xiaocheng!"