The Almighty Asura

Ji Wu battle looks at Mu Feng, and now Mu Feng, the strength is better than the last time he played against, too much.

"Come back"

There is a sigh of anger in Ji Wu’s scorpion, and he is a master on the Qianlong list. He can’t be defeated by a nameless boy.

Hey!

Ji Wuzhan broke out of the golden light, as fast as Jin Hong, the two claws violently smashed out, the fierce gold of the true meaning of the crush, the attack was much more violent than before, and the golden claws teared away.

"Eight arm magic boxing!"

Mu Feng was low-pitched, and his body was fascinating. The black magic arms condensed out, and the eight fists blasted out. The violent punches suppressed the attack of Ji Wuzhan.

When the two men were in the war, other battles broke out on the stage, but most of them almost concentrated their attention on the battle between Mu Feng and Ji Wu, and they saw that Ji Wu was actually crushed by Mu Feng. The people were shocked and could not believe it.

"This guy, good strength"

"Ji Wu has not ranked more than 80 in the previous Qianlong list. Although it is not the high-end combat power of the Qianlong list, but the strength is not bad, it is so passive in this guy's hands."

Everyone was surprised. Before I asked Long Ti, although Mu Feng came to the end, it was a test of the heart, not strength.

The strength that Mu Feng has shown now is already unexpected.

Outside the Ascension Hill, above the void, there are eight spirits who seem to be in the process of setting up a series of methods, a pattern of flooding into the void, shrouded the huge Ascension Hill.

Others are looking forward to the arrangement of the eight spirits divisions. These eight people are the fourth-order elite spirits in the Hall of the Masters.

A strip of lines constantly rushed into the void, woven into a battle, and the space above the Qianlong Square, a line of light from the array.

"start!"

Finally, the eight spiritsmen screamed and screamed in the void, and many light hit the space above Qianlong Square.

Over the Qianlong Square, a huge light curtain appeared in the sky, and the picture was reflected to the sky and reflected in the sky.

The picture on the sky just happened to see the vast and vast Ascension Mountain, and you can see the geniuses who participated in the Qianlong Festival.

"The mirror is finally arranged."

Expecting everyone to see this scene is a burst of excitement, and quickly looked at the scene in the Ascension Hill.

This array of mirrors does not have much effect. It is able to refract the scenes thousands of miles away. Use this array to watch the Qianlong event.

"Sister, do you say that Mu Feng can enter the Qianlong list?"

Kong Tonger asked, she was constantly looking for Mu Feng's figure.

"It should be ok, he is so strong. Didn't he have the explosive power of the 80s before, which is higher than many people?"

Kong Yan said that she is also looking for Mu Feng.

Their strengths were too weak to be trained and did not participate in the Qianlong event.

"Hey, where did this guy go, it’s hard to find, this is too big for the Ascension Hill."

Kong Yan said, the Ascension Mountain is huge, it is not easy to find a person on the projection of the sky mirror.

"Look, it’s not Ji’s no fight? Ji’s war and people are fighting.”

At this time, some people around him exclaimed.

"Is Ji no war, who is fighting him? Who is it?"

"It's him, the guy who stepped on the dragon's head."

Some people have found a scene of the battle between Ji Wuzhan and Mu Feng. With the discussion of these people, Kong Hao and others finally found Mu Feng.

boom……! boom……! boom……!

Mu Feng controlled the eight-armed magic boxing and continued to violently smashed Ji’s no war. He shattered the claws of Ji’s tears. The shocked Ji did not stop and retreated, and was completely pressed by Mu Feng.

Ji Wuwu was shocked and angry. Suddenly, a magical fist slammed into the air. The black boxing mantle smashed his armored body and bombarded him on the body of Ji Wuzhan.

"what……!"

Ji no war screams, a blood spit out, the body flew out, hit the huge jade monument, fell down.

And Mu Feng received the boxing, and the eight magic arms disappeared.

"Too violent!"

"Good strength, Ji Wuzhan is not his opponent"

"This guy, it seems to be a dark horse, I am afraid I can get into the Qianlong list."

The onlookers exclaimed, and looked at Mu Feng with amazement. The appearance of the mountain noticed that the monks in this scene also showed the color of surprise.

"Hey..."

Ji Wuzhan spit out a blood, his face was white, and he was furious and looked at Mu Feng, and he was defeated!

Just as soon as I entered Shengyuan Mountain, I was defeated in the hands of a stranger!

Mu Feng came, and the dragon in his hand snarled and rushed into the body of Ji Wu, directly consuming the dragon in the body of Ji Wuzhan.

"you……"

Ji Wuzhan looked at Mu Feng with anger.

"After losing, there is always a price to pay"

Mu Feng said faintly.

Ji Wuzhan heard the words and spit out another blood.

After devouring the dragon's temperament, Mu Feng jumped into the high-numbered bridge and looked at other people: "You, I occupy this platform, do you have any opinions?"

Mu Feng looked to other people, these people heard the bitter smile, you knocked the mountain to kill the chicken and monkey, who dare not understand things to challenge you.

Another sub-committee was fascinated by the madness and looked at Mu Feng, revealing a hint of jealousy.

His ranking of the Qianlong list is similar to that of Ji Wu. This guy can defeat Ji Jiwu and his strength can already threaten him.

Mu Feng sat down directly, closed his eyes, and began to observe the martial arts heritage on this monument.

Ji Wuzhan looked at Mu Feng's figure, shook his fist, and flew away with his head down, and he was too embarrassed to stay here.

Sitting on the platform, a gas machine and this shadow tablet are implicated. The picture inside the monument is directly imaged in my mind, more specific and vivid, and can be seen in the body of the figure, the power of running this leg method Running direction, speed frequency.

Storm phantom leg method, perfection of cultivation, can instantly pull out 81 legs, attack violent, and the leg speed is amazing.

This is the martial arts person. In his time, he was also a powerful Yuan Zongqiang. Before he sat down, he left his most proud leg method in the Ascension Mountain and passed on the descendants.

"The legs are like the wind, and the shadows are like..."

Mu Feng muttered to himself and began to understand.

In the picture of the mind, I saw only one figure, one leg violently screaming out, the wind whistling, and Yuan Li fascinated dozens of cyan legs and slammed into a mountain below.

Rumble...!

A fierce cyan leg slammed on the mountain peak, and the mountain peak exploded. In a roar of sound, the mountain peak collapsed.

This is the phantasm of the storm that the strong spirits of the Linghai Yuanzong made, and the gravel of the mountains and the mountains is not a false statement, one leg out, suppressing the void.

Mu Feng's mind is completely immersed in this style of leg.