I am not lonely in the world

Chapter 149
"Actually, you look good too! Full of masculinity haha!"

Seemingly understanding Lin Feng's mood, Xie Sha, who was standing behind, spoke in a teasing tone.

"cut!"

Lin Feng curled his lips, and decided that he should think carefully about how he should deal with that monk, and he must deal with him later, otherwise he will not be able to settle the account of being frightened yesterday.

Speaking of opponents, Su Quan's opponent this time is not simple. He is from Dajiang League, one of the six major gangs. He is the son of the deputy leader of Dajiang League. I heard that he has become a leader of Dajiang League at a young age. .

Because Lin Feng admired Su Quan's behavior style, he paid attention to him.

Originally, Lin Feng was quite disdainful when he heard that this man was a second generation, but after seeing this man's martial arts, Lin Feng immediately changed his view.

This man is very skilled with the stick. Once he uses it, it is like a gust of wind blowing back, with bursts of prestige. He can use both strength and cleverness. Shaolin Guangshan made a move.

Dajiang League, one of the six gangs in the world, is built on the water, in charge of the world's water transportation, and has a large number of people, not much less than the beggars' gang, but the biggest difference from the beggars' gang is that this gang is very rich, even a random one Gang disciples can also go to brothels to have sex in brothels from time to time.

On the other hand, this gang is not strong enough. Even the leader of the Dajiang League, Hengjiang Shenlong Zuo Taoran, who is the strongest person in the Dajiang League, is only in the top ten of the rankings. Inferior by more than a chip.

……

Lin Feng was number one, and he was the first to compete. Before the referee announced his preparations, he couldn't wait to run to the square dance and stand.

Now that the game is coming to an end, the cultivation bases of the remaining people are all at the top of the enlightened level, so the referee's cultivation base has also been improved accordingly.

The previous referee's cultivation was at most half a step of refining the gods, and their combat power was higher than that of Lin Feng and the others. But when the last ten people fought, the referees were three god-level masters taking turns.

In this case, no matter how fierce Lin Feng and the others fight later, it will not be fatal, because these referees will stop them at the critical moment. Although there is only one level of difference between refining the spirit and opening the mind, it is like the difference between immortals and mortals. No matter how powerful a mortal is, it is nothing more than a slap from a fairy.

After Lin Feng ran to the center of Kaiwu Square, the fan monk also slowly walked up to Lin Feng, still bowing his head and chanting the Buddha's name, but in Lin Feng's eyes, it was hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

If he was truly compassionate, why did he kill the owner of the tea stall because of a small mistake.

However, Lin Feng was not the one who hated the monk the most. In the resting place of Shaolin Temple, Pushan looked at the monk with fire in his eyes. His eyes really wanted to kill him, and he didn't show the compassion of a monk.

Lin Feng also saw it, and wondered if this monk had any grievances with this one? In fact, Lin Feng was right when he thought about it later, this Shaolin Temple belongs to the Zen sect, and the Fanseng is a Tantric sect according to Xie Sha, two different sects of Buddhism, for their respective Faith, of course, is inherently hostile.

Under the watchful eyes of Pu Shan, a god-level master, Fan Seng seemed to be okay, with his head down, reading something that Lin Feng couldn't understand, and waiting for the referee to call to start, and Lin Feng also started to get serious. shame.

Swords were on the verge of breaking out on the stage, and the stage was also very lively. Countless people called for the victory of XX and cheered for the two people on the stage.

Lin Feng did know why, Jiangnan City is indeed one of the richest places in the Central Plains. When there were only ten people left in the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, someone secretly set up a gambling table underground to attract those who wanted to take shortcuts to place bets Gamble money, so you can take the opportunity to make a lot of money.

Among them, Lin Feng has the highest odds because he was bet by this monk because of his performance yesterday, and he is the least favored one. If you don't believe it, almost everyone in the field is shouting "Come on" Monk.

There were only a few voices cheering for Lin Feng, but they were drowned out by other huge voices.

"It seems that you are not an easy monk, but this time I will not admit defeat!"

After the referee started, Lin Feng immediately activated the "King Kong Immortal Art" with all his strength, his whole body seemed to be poured with gold, the golden light was brilliant and dazzling.

At the same time, the Leng Feng knife that was carried behind Lin Feng's back was unsheathed, and Lin Feng swung it out in the blink of an eye, slashing at the monk.

This monk was really extraordinary, his movements were not only fast, but also weird, Lin Feng obviously didn't see how he moved, but he was able to easily dodge his own tricks.

No way, Lin Feng has experienced dozens of battles, his mind is naturally firm, and he will not be broken by this small action. He stepped forward again and again, and the long knife in his hand was played by him. all his retreats.

But Fan Seng was able to break in here, taking advantage of Lin Feng's unpreparedness yesterday and making him lose his mind, so naturally he would not be defeated so easily.

Lin Feng, who was still playing with the Leng Feng Dao a moment ago, suddenly felt that besides the shadow of his sword, a mighty force surrounded him from all directions, but Lin Feng really couldn't see this force. feel it.

"drink!"

With a low shout, Lin Feng stomped his feet and jumped up with his saber. The shadows of thousands of sabers just now were shattered, leaving only the saber in Lin Feng's hand now, but this saber was extremely fast and fierce. The tens of thousands of knives just now blocked the retreat of the fan monk, making people unable to react in time, unable to retreat, and had to block hard.

Sensing the power of Lin Feng, the fan monk who sounded the alarm in his heart finally raised his head that had been lowered all the time, his eyes flashed with gold, and he folded his hands together, and immediately hit Lin Feng at the distance that surrounded Lin Feng just now, and at the same time his hands There was also a golden glow, and the King Kong shone on his face, like a Buddha who was practicing chanting scriptures with all his heart, kind and holy, but what surprised Lin Feng even more was the power of this move.

Lin Feng didn't care much about being hit by the huge force around him. This monk was just as he imagined. Although the method was weird and hard to guard against, his attack was unable to shake his golden body at all. No wonder yesterday After pretending to be advanced in front of himself, he ran away.

But no matter how much he didn't care about it, Lin Feng was still quite surprised by the move of the monk to block his "shocked glance". This move, the monk did not waver, and stood firmly on the spot, but there seemed to be something supreme on his body. Wei Li, unexpectedly easily blocked this blow that contained Lin Feng's eight-success power.

Lin Feng was surprised in his heart, but his hands were not slow. With a twist of the long knife, it turned into a drill and continued to attack the monk with a strong penetrating power. At the same time, he raised his left foot and kicked towards the monk's waist.

Before the knife arrived, the foot arrived first. Lin Feng's foot stepped on the fan monk's stomach, but it felt soft and without force. Lin Feng was startled, but it was too late.

(End of this chapter)