Supreme Red Packet Emperor

Chapter 269 Unexpected

Zhao Feiyang was about to cry with anger, and his heart hurts. This good daughter really sold him out.

But just to teach this kid, he let out a bad breath in his heart, and Zhao Feiyang felt worried.

He is a dignified martial artist in the early stage of Innate Realm, can't beat this kid? That's impossible, he must be beaten to crying father and mother, kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"Come on, kid, I hope you don't cry!" Zhao Feiyang beckoned to Lu Li with confidence, with pride in his eyes.

That was the pride of a martial artist of the innate realm. Once he leaped into the dragon gate, he was transformed into a herring dragon. He had such pride.

Standing in front of Zhao Feiyang, Lu Li was equally proud. He was confident enough to face a warrior who had just crossed the threshold of the initial stage of the Innate Realm, even if the Taiyi Tiger Seal was gone.

"Father, you are not allowed to bully Lu Feng, or I will hate you forever." Zhao Linger squeezed her small fist hard and waved at Zhao Feiyang.

At this moment, his heart is dripping blood and tears. Is this still my daughter?

Lu Li took the lead in attacking, and his figure stepped forward, his majestic aura burst out like a blue dragon, and with astonishing pressure, the star-catching palm that came out burst into a silvery moon-like brilliance, surging. Juli.

Zhao Feiyang was shocked by the huge power and momentum coming to his face. His eyes widened. He hurriedly used the Yellow-Rank Supreme Spirit Palm, and the red blood erupted between his palm prints, which contained the meaning of martial arts killing and killing.

This has nothing to do with Zhao Feiyang fighting on the battlefield all the year round. He has experienced life and death, cultivated martial arts, cultivated martial arts, and uses iron spears as his soul. Therefore, people who generally fight against him have a feeling of fear, as if they are facing An iron gun that smashed through the sky.

But Lu Li was not afraid. The technique he cultivated was the Primordial Stars Art, and the condensed martial spirit was the Star Dragon, the master of the starry sky, and the supremacy of this world.

The palm prints of the two collided with each other, and an explosion sounded, and the air rippled, and everyone standing around felt unstable.

Zhao Feiyang felt frightened. The young man in front of him was not only not afraid of his martial spirit will, but was not as powerful as him, and even surpassed him.

Although the exercises he cultivated were only the best of the Yellow ranks, this Eight Stones and Four Elephants exercise contained incomparable power. At this moment, his strength had reached the strength of the Eight Elephants, but the strength of this young man was above the Ten Elephants.

If he hadn't had the will of Wuhun as the support, I'm afraid he would have lost to this young man.

Seeing that the two were fighting equally well, the surrounding officials, soldiers, and Zhao Ling'er were already dumbfounded, and their eyes were filled with consternation.

They were very clear that the young man in front of him had not entered the Innate Realm, but was only in the late stage of the Bone Transformation Stage, but his strength was not as good as that of the ordinary early Inborn Realm masters.

Sure enough, he was the inner disciple of the Northern Wilderness Sect, and he was the inner disciple of the five chief disciples, and his strength could be seen as terrifying.

Everyone looked sideways.

Boom!

Lu Li stomped on the stone slab, the thick marble slab cracked, the earth and rocks were flying, the whole figure was like a bow, his whole body tense, suddenly burst out with a sudden explosion, and another star-picking palm blasted out.

Zhao Feiyang backed away abruptly, kicking his legs on the stone pillar, and with a click, the hard stone pillar suddenly collapsed, and the earth and rocks exploded.

Then, he threw out like a tiger, and the palm of Lingxiao shot out, and there was a thunderous explosion.

boom!

The palm prints of the two people were handed over again, and the air sobbed loudly. Zhao Feiyang took the opportunity to display the five-spirited Buddha's leg of the best yellow order, and his leg popped out with a crash, like a bomb exploded.

Lu Li sneered, this Zhao Feiyang was really insidious, kicking straight down his body, Lu Li immediately avoided the deadly kick with his misty steps.

Snapped!

Zhao Feiyang kicked it empty and stepped on the stone slab. The stone slab under his feet was cracked and gravel spattered out.

Thousand hands Buddha sword!

Lu Li secretly shouted, a bright silver light burst from his palms, and the silver light condensed into palm prints. It seemed that there were thousands of palm prints appearing, and they rushed over the sky.

Zhao Feiyang stepped back again, standing tall, clenching his fists, a sudden blood-red infurience burst out, and a deep-red long shot appeared.

This is Zhao Feiyang's martial soul, **** battle on the battlefield, continuous killing.

boom!

After the martial arts sacrifice, the blood-red true Qi condensed into a shield, covering all of his body, continuous palm prints blasted on the shield, after the collision, the air burst, and the roar continued.

Everyone felt horrified, and didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being affected by the air ripples.

The combat power of these two people is really too strong. The place where they stand is pitted on the bluestone slab, and the surrounding buildings are cracked and almost turned into ruins.

It was shocking that they thought that no matter how strong Lu Li was, he could only support it for a while, but now that Lu Li had the upper hand.

What kind of person is Zhao Feiyang? How could Lu Li gain the upper hand, shouting, "Come on!"

Suddenly, the iron gun standing behind the main table flew out and landed in Zhao Feiyang's hand. The gun was one foot long, dark red throughout, and very heavy. It was filled with murderous aura. It had been with him for many years. I don't know how many unjust souls and corpses died.

Guan Qingba spear!

Zhao Feiyang held the iron gun, jumped violently, and smashed his head and face towards Lu Li. With a huff, the air suddenly sounded like tigers and dragons.

"Brother Lu Feng, be careful!" Zhao Linger couldn't help but shouted, her heartstrings tense with cold sweat in her small hands, she didn't want to see anyone having trouble.

"The sword is coming!"

Lu Li suddenly gathered his five fingers, and the iron sword standing by the desk flew out. Lu Li held the hilt and pulled out the iron sword from the scabbard. A silvery white glow burst out from the sword body, and a silver dragon roared instantly. Out.

Boom!

The air shook sharply again, and there was a monstrous sound, shaking the sky, the surging force overturned the roof, and a big hole appeared.

With a snap, Zhao Feiyang's figure stepped back, one foot on the stone slab, Fang stopped his figure, disheveled, very embarrassed.

And Lu Li also backed away, inserting the iron sword into the stone slab, cutting a straight line.

Pouch!

Zhao Feiyang looked at Lu Li with jealousy, and suddenly, a mouthful of warm blood gushed out from his throat.

"Father! How are you. Are you okay! Father!" Zhao Linger was shocked and ran over.

Zhao Feiyang waved his hand, still looking like an iron gun, standing upright. He didn't want to lose face in front of the younger generation, but he had to admit that the young man in front of him was talented and powerful, and he was not an unconventional generation.

Zhao Linger said, "I said there is nothing wrong, I think you have vomited blood."

"Hmph, you girl, don't hold me, I have to fight with the kid for three hundred rounds! This is just an old disease, too hard." Zhao Feiyang had a hardened mouth, not admitting that he had lost. Make gestures with Lu Li.