Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1008

The sea breeze screamed, and the arrow attacked and killed it.

At the fingertips, the rain of arrows vanished.

It seems to be effortless. In the blink of an eye, there was silence all around. Luo Feng stepped into the bay pier. The warehouses on both sides were covered with darkness, no lights were visible. Above his head, the moonlight poured silver cold light on his head.

The wind is blowing!

Another wave of attacks fell from the sky.

In all directions, a group of black-clothed figures, with cold faces, holding a machete.

Their figures are vigorous and vigorous, their breath is long, and their eyes are sharp. They are all strong dark energy, and they are all of the second rank or higher dark energy.

In today's world, with the exception of the Three Religions, the other forces, I am afraid it is difficult to come up with such a handiwork.

"Still testing?"

Luo Feng's eyes were cold, his figure dashed like a cheetah, and he punched out during the exchange of breath. The indomitable momentum made people suffocate. The brutal heavenly martial artist who was hit by Luo Feng had no time to scream. , The body flew out directly, and fell to the ground ten meters away.

It's too late to say, then fast.

Before this person fell to the ground, several warriors stepped forward and were knocked out by domineering fists.

Unparalleled!

unstoppable!

boom!

The surrounding debris was knocked to the ground and scattered.

The scene was a mess.

Screaming and howling sounded.

Within a few breaths, there were only seven or eight warriors holding a scimitar beside Luo Feng.

Each face showed horror and horror.

For the first time facing this rumored enemy, compared to the rumor, the real person is more terrifying.

"Enough, stop." Suddenly, a voice resounded like a thunderstorm, with unquestionable majesty, causing many people's eardrums to ache.

Several Barbarian martial artists holding scimitars heard this, and they were immediately amnesty, because they felt powerless and desperate against a strong man of this level.

With a false move, the figure rushed back.

"Stop?" Luo Feng's expression was awkward. "You said you want to stop?" Luo Feng's figure back pressured up, and in an instant, a more terrifying might broke out. He didn't hesitate to make a move, and he blew twice. All the famous Heavenly Sect warriors spurted blood and fell to the ground.

Extremely strong!

Xuan Yi appeared, his eyebrows were as black as ink, his face was correct, his eyes were like arrows, radiant, and his breath was like a rainbow. His sturdy body seemed to possess infinite power.

There was anger on his face.

The eleventh holy list, Wang Chen!

The arms are like two steel bars, powerful and domineering!

call!

Without knowing it, he immediately rushed up, and his body exploded with amazing power like a giant in an instant.

Punch!

Chen Wang’s juvenile encounter, accidentally enters the ancient ruins, and gets the supreme jerk, including the top grade **** of the earth, "Huaxuquan"!

Fist is as virtual!

The virtual is the real!

It was as heavy and terribly heavy as a big mountain pressed down.

Luo Feng's face was dignified, and immediately flashed an astonishing warfare, his eyes were like torches, and the person in front of him must be his opponent tonight!

Make a fist!

Luo Feng could see that the opponent in front of him, with his strength blended into his flesh, was extremely domineering and punched like a mountain.

Such opponents... come happily!

The fighting spirit in Luo Feng's eyes rose again.

Because Luo Feng relied on pure physical strength before practicing [Purple Qi East].

Even though King Chen is different from Luo Feng, King Chen uses secret techniques to integrate the internal force of the body into the flesh and temper the flesh, but the results are the same by different routes.

The collision of physical strength!

Break the punch with a punch!

Roar!

Leopard power is awesome!

With a rustling coldness in the sea breeze, the fist and fist banged against each other. In an instant, the invisible pressure dissipated, and the surrounding barbarian martial artist, who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, was struggling to stand up again. Going out, spurting blood, his injuries aggravated instantly, and his injuries were extremely miserable.

"Good boy." Chen Wang's eyes were wiped with a trace of surprise. The anger in his eyes disappeared. Instead, he was surprised. He studied his boxing skills and his power was integrated into his flesh. The control of his flesh was almost an extremely subtle one. In the realm of the sacred list, the goal of King Chen is the seventh south of the sacred list!

The Tao that the two cultivated is almost the same.

But Wang Chen was confident that his control over his body was more perfect than Nan Fengyun.

However, tonight, Chen Wang met a man who is not inferior to himself.

With a single punch, Wang Chen felt it.

"It seems that it is because of the Heaven-Rank Boxing Technique." There was a burst of blazing heat in Wang Chen's eyes. It must be the mystery of the Heaven-Rank Boxing Technique, which benefited this son in this way. Wang Chen's eyes couldn't help showing a touch of jealousy. He had been immersed in physical control for a lifetime, and he was not as good as a 20-year-old Maotou boy, because the other party had obtained the heavenly boxing technique.

Heaven, it's too unfair.

call!

Chen Wang attacked again.

The power of Huaxuquan is exerted to its extreme.

The land is cracked!

"Let me take a look at your Heavenly Fist!" Wang Chen shouted, as he approached Luo Feng impressively under his body violently.

Luo Feng's eyes were cold, his figure flickered, and the phantom moved.

"Moon Shadow Phantom Dust?" Wang Chen was surprised, but sneered, "If you are in a catastrophe, even if you have a relationship with Taoist religion, it is a dead end."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

While they were talking, the two punched again.

Luo Feng's eyes showed a slight stunned expression. The Mantian Sect is indeed one of the three religions, a giant in the martial arts world. The strong person sent out is indeed not weak, and the strength of this person is definitely in the late Jiuding stage.

Man Tianjiao is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

If Luo Feng did not incorporate the third mysterious bead, perhaps, tonight will be another hard fight.

But now, after more than a dozen moves, Luo Feng had a good grasp of Wang Chen's strength.

Today, except for the few people on the top eight of the Jiuding Peak, Luo Feng is not afraid of anyone.

Mention of war.

"Do you want to see the heavenly boxing technique?"

Luo Feng's eyes were cold, and a cold light flashed.

"Mountain moving style!"

Woo!

Luo Feng's figure flashed, clenching his fist, controlling the vast galaxy.

A ray of golden light diffused from the gap between the fingers.

Suddenly, the night sky spread.

The momentum suddenly climbed.

A change!

Nine changes!

Thirty-six changes!

Ninety-nine changes!

The power is already strong enough to blast out ninety-nine changes in one punch.

call!

Powerful and terrifying.

There are three hundred and ninety-nine changes in the mountain shifting style.

Luo Feng's punch was just showing the power of the tip of the iceberg that moved the mountain.

But it was already earth-shattering enough.

The Ziqi Donglai magical technique broke through to the third level, and Luo Feng's perception of martial arts increased a bit.

The majesty of this fist directly blasted Wang Chen out.

A dozen meters away, smoke and dust billowed up in the dark night.

Heavenly power!

Luo Feng closed his fists and glanced at the direction where King Chen fell to the ground. His voice was indifferent and cold, "Tian-rank fist...Now, you see it."

Woo!

Wang Chen stood up, embarrassed, with blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes staring at Luo Feng in shock.

Without a word, his face was gloomy.

He has never been defeated so badly.

Was blown away with a punch.

This was undoubtedly the most painful blow for Wang Chen, who had been soaked in boxing all his life.

Break down with the spirit.

However, the more this is the case, the more Wang Chen desires for the fist of the day.

He stared at Luo Feng with almost red eyes, and let out a soft roar like a beast.

The breath is extremely terrifying.