Martial Arts Overlord

"Haha, it's so cold. Someone doesn't think of you as me!"

Zi Lei Zhenren was so furious that when she heard Luo Feng's provocative words about Leng extraordinary, she suddenly smiled at Leng extraordinary.

Leng Feifan's eyebrows trembled, and looked at Luo Feng indifferently, humming:

"It doesn't make any sense to provoke me. Now you are not qualified to fight with me. Don't wait for my shot. Naturally someone will blast you from the top position."

Luo Feng didn't care: "You'll do it."

If it was Luo Feng who hadn't been sure and Leng extraordinary before repairing the dragon veins, the battle of Zi Lei Zhenren was different now.

Cultivated into a dragon vein, coupled with the skyrocketing realm of real seeds, his strength can be described by leaps and bounds.

In the normal state, he already has the strength to compete with the top powers in the Divine Realm. Once the dragon veins are running, the power will increase by one level. Even if Leng Fei and Zi Lei Zhenren have reached the level of the top powers in the Divine Realm, he Don't be afraid!

Of course, all this is just Luo Feng's own judgment. How exactly can be known only through real engagement.

Luo Feng is looking forward to a fight with Leng Feifan. In addition to competing for the honor, he wants to pass the other side and test his true combat power.

Leng Feifan snorted and said lightly, "Let's wait and see!"

After speaking, Leng Feifan retracted his eyes. He wanted to teach Luo Feng. One was that he didn't like someone to step on his head, and the other was to help Gan Yun exit the bad gas.

From the beginning to the end, Leng Feifan did not regard Luo Feng as an opponent. Among the 127 people who qualified for the qualifying match, no more than three were eligible to be his opponents. Among these three, never The name Luo Feng will appear.

The conversation between the three of them could not keep their voices down. The people in the nearby auditorium and the holy place gates who qualified for the qualifying were all clear and could not help but look at each other.

Leng Feifan, Zi Lei Zhen Ren, no matter which one is a well-known demon genius in the nine holy places, his reputation on the rivers and lakes can be described as Lei Guaner, who doesn't give a thin face?

But now, Luo Feng does not look at them at all! Everyone did not know whether this world had changed or they heard it wrong.

The competition is still going on. When there is only one place left in the stone pillar, the competition becomes more fierce than ever. Often, there are four or five people competing for a stone pillar.

In this way, three or four breaths have passed. The top of the 100 stone pillars is full of people. The tentative top 100 places have finally been determined, and the 27 people who have not reached the stone pillars look a little sad. .

of course there are exceptions.

"what?"

A glance at Luo Feng's eyes revealed that among the 27 people who could not reach the stone pillar, a black painter's shadow was found, and an accident appeared in his eyes.

The black painter is Yuehua.

In Luo Feng's view, Yuehua's strength is very strong. On the bright side, the other party has just been promoted to the Divine Realm Ninefold.

The real element on the opponent's body, like the undercurrent under the ocean, is calm and calm on the surface, but it is rough and rough, and it contains a force that is extremely terrifying.

With the strength of the other party, it is impossible to fail to board the stone pillar. The first forty are stable and steady, and the other party will fail to board the stone pillar. There must be another reason.

"Are you trying to challenge me directly?"

Luo Feng frowned, thinking of a reason.

Seeing that the number of tentative top 100 places has been determined, in the auditorium, Elder Ku Tuo took a look at Luo Feng, stood up, and announced loudly:

"Now start the ranking competition. First of all, the 27 people who failed to reach the stone pillar can challenge the person on the stone pillar, challenge the successful one, they can take their place. Remember, you only have two chances to challenge, you must not It ’s so high, it ’s a waste of opportunity. ”

With a whistle, Elder Kutuo swept the square, and a glimpse of the 27 people who lost the election said:

"Who's the first challenge?"

"I come!"

A thick voice sounded, and a rough-looking gunman stood out.

"Yan Jihuo of Songwumen!"

"He is notorious among the younger generation of Song Wumen, but he failed to reach the stone pillar."

"What's weird about this. The strong and the strong have their own strong hands. Each of these 127 people is a genius. Ordinary geniuses can be regarded as geniuses when placed in this group of people."

"That's true. I don't know who he is going to challenge."

Seeing the figure standing up, a burst of discussion broke out in the auditorium.

Yan Jihuo looked directly at the hundredth stone pillar, hesitated, and moved a little to the left, looking at the ninety-nine stone pillar, and said loudly, "Come on!"

In fact, he is most confident of challenging the 100th place. However, the 100th place is a threshold. It is destined to be followed by many people. Instead of sitting up and being defeated by others, wasting an opportunity, it is better to directly increase the difficulty. .

In addition, the people on the ninety-nine stone pillars were disciples of Yuanzhangmen. Most of the disciples of Yuanzhangmen practiced horizontal training and were not good at speed. His marksmanship was good at attacking power, and his speed was short-boarded, just to restrain.

boom!

As soon as Yan Jihuo's voice fell, the person on the ninety-nine stone pillar jumped to the huge platform in the middle and was a tall young man.

His skin was dark, his blouses were swollen by muscles, his hair was scattered randomly behind his head, exuding a majestic tendency, and he looked at Yan Jihuo and said:

"Yuan Yuan Men Xiong Yuan! It was a mistake for you to choose me."

"Song Wumen Yan Jihuo!"

Yan Jihuo shook his spear, his gaze was like electricity: "Is it wrong? I'll know if I wait!"

Xiong Yuan snorted coldly, holding his arms, and a thick trend filled the air. The momentum was like a mountain, saying, "Come on, let me see if your gun is good enough!"

"it is good!"

Yan Jihuo felt the contempt of the other side, drinking coldly, and banging, he was burning with fierce flames. The mood of this fire was not as violent and domineering as Lin Hao, but it was more pure.

After urging Zhenyuan, Yan Jihuo blasted out, and a strong Zhenyuan flame wrapped around the gun, turning the spear into a flame storm, tearing a vacuum crack on the ring.

Seeing that the gun was coming, Xiong Yuan didn't move, his body shook, and heavy mountain shadows appeared from him, steadily squaring.

boom!

With a loud noise, the flame gun banged on the mountains, and the raging flame immediately drowned Xiong Yuan, and the entire area became a sea of ​​fire.

"not enough!"

Xiong Yuan's voice sounded. Suddenly, an impact erupted from the center of the sea of ​​fire.

The flames extinguished, and Xiong Yuan's figure appeared. He was still standing in his arms, holding his hands intact!

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng shook his head slightly.

This Yan Jihuo is not weak, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong opponent.

Hengwu martial arts athletes are usually not good at speed. In this way, how easy is it to be able to climb up the stone pillars in a fierce competition.

It can be said that at the moment when the choice is made, Yan Jihuo's defeat is already doomed.