Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 107

There are [-] dishes of Qingluan's meat, which are particularly eye-catching when placed on the boulder. The eyes of many outer disciples are bright, and they have obviously been attracted to it.

"Twenty dishes of Qingluan meat have the effect of healing dark wounds and improving physical fitness."

In the void, a real martial artist introduced with a smile.

The miraculous effect made everyone move their index fingers and make the sound of swallowing saliva.

Looking at the green luan meat, even Mo Ling couldn't help stretching out his pink and fragrant tongue to wipe his lips, feeling faintly moved.

Not to mention the fat man, his mouth was already hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Twenty plates of Qingluan meat, one plate for each person."

Lu Feng looked at Qingluan meat very calmly. He had eaten Qingluan meat in the previous life, let alone this mere true martial realm.

However, at this time, a powerful aura came, like a group of beasts.

"Go away, who dares to touch these twenty plates of green luan meat!"

Not far away, dust was billowing, and dozens of people walked over arrogantly.

Their arrival made the entire assembly outside the outer gate quiet, and everyone shut their mouths tightly, with a look of daring to speak out.

"The Man of the Hidden Dragon"

Many people uttered fearful voices, and there was a symbol of a potential dragon in the abyss on their chests.

"The leader is Iron Fist, ranked No. 80 in the outer sect."

Some people trembled in fear, looking at the leading man, his fists were as strong and powerful as fine iron.

"Hidden Dragon Club?" Lu Feng couldn't help but speak.

"The Qianlong Society can be ranked in the top five among the disciples of Zhitianmen, and the president is the core disciple Li Qianlong."

Someone with a heavy face explained to Lu Feng.

The so-called Qianlong Society is an organization composed of some powerful disciples in the sect, striving for more power.

The fighting in the sect is cruel, and it is too disadvantageous to fight alone. There may be some constraints in joining the organization, but
This Qianlong club is amazing, it was established by a core disciple Li Qianlong who can cover the sky.

Its president claims to have the heart of a potential dragon, and has the hope of hitting the Supreme Heaven Martial Realm.

In Zhitianmen, the outer disciples are all Tongmai realm, the inner disciples are all Xuanfu realm, and the core disciples are all Zhenwu realm.

If you want to become a core disciple, it doesn't mean that you can be a true martial artist. Only those who are in the true martial arts state before the age of 50 can become a core disciple. If you exceed this age, you will be automatically promoted to an ordinary elder.

But at this time, the gang of Qianlonghui members were ignoring everyone and reaching out to snatch Qingluan's meat.

"I want six out of twenty."

Lu Feng pondered for a moment, then walked forward.

Qingluan inherited the spiritual talent of the divine beast Phoenix. Their flesh and blood have the effect of purifying the soul, which has a great effect on Lu Feng or Mo Ling.

"You want to compete with our Qianlong Club?"

Iron Fist looked slightly contemptuous.

"Everyone has the right to fight for all the food, and you Qianlong Society can't take it all."

Lu Feng shook his head with a calm expression.

"Hmph, let this big fool teach you a lesson."

In the distance, Situ Shan sneered.

He knew that although Qianlonghui was not the most powerful organization, it was arrogant and domineering. Anyone who dared to go against their will would be terribly suppressed.

This person dared to conflict with the Qianlong Society, and his future life would be miserable.

"This year's freshmen are really arrogant, and they don't inquire about the energy of my Qianlong Club."

An aura gushed out from Iron Fist, as if surrounded by a coldness of weapons.

Around, many people saw this and couldn't help sweating for Lu Feng. Some people spoke out one after another, signaling to Lu Feng not to conflict with Qianlonghui.

"forget it."

In the past few months, with Du Fan's talkative personality, he also knew that Qianlonghui was a bully and not easy to mess with.

"If you are sensible, get out of here quickly."

Iron fist looks proud, with Li Qianlong's protection, even if he is in the top ten outside the door, he has to give him face.

"No."

Lu Feng shook his head.

"Help this kid to me, you two, remember to be gentle."

Iron Fist was unreasonable at all, and ordered the two people around him.

Immediately, two men with nine levels of meridians stepped out without saying much, and grabbed Lu Feng directly.

"roll!"

An extremely contemptuous aura emanated from Lu Feng's body, his eyes were extremely cold.

This group of people from the Hidden Dragon Society is too unreasonable. Others are afraid of them, but it doesn't mean that Lu Feng is also afraid of them.

The way of martial arts is to have a heart of fighting for hegemony and fearlessness, otherwise how can one become a saint.

"Haha, a freshman dares to get angry!"

The corners of their mouths were contemptuous, as if it was Lu Feng's last struggle.

The strength of the two is on par with that of the squint-eyed man back then, but poorly they don't know Lu Feng.

Sky Cloud Palm!
One of the palms blasted out, filling the sky with white wind and clouds, directly hitting Lu Feng's lower abdomen.

Star Compass - Scar of the Stars!

A ray of starlight streaked by a meteor, leaving a trace in the void, perfectly burst out from Lu Feng's fingers.

Swish!
The next moment, Lu Feng's finger pierced through the man's palm and penetrated his left chest.

"what"

The severe pain made the man scream.

"roll!"

Lu Feng stepped forward and kicked the man away.

"And you!"

Lu Feng's eyes focused on the other person, brilliant finger lights flashed from his fingers, and he knocked him away in a simple and sharp way.

With Lu Feng's current strength, these ordinary meridians are not his single-handed enemy.

The crowd around them were startled, and they defeated two ordinary Tongmai Nine Layers in an instant, such strength was astonishing.

"With some strength, no wonder you dare to challenge me Qianlonghui."

Iron Fist laughed strangely.

Anyone who knows him well knows that the more Iron Fist laughs, the angrier he is.

Qianlonghui, as one of the top ten disciple forces of Zhitianmen, how could it allow a disciple of Tongmai Realm to provoke.

Today, he decided to teach Lu Feng a profound lesson, which he will never forget.

Iron Wall Fist!
His arms were black as metal, with a metallic chill.

A pair of iron fists clenched tightly, and there was a terrible sound.

Iron Fist swung his fist suddenly, and there was a howling wind with a powerful force to kill Lu Feng.

"This person's strength is not weaker than mine."

Lu Feng's heart moved slightly, the iron fist's burst was definitely between the power of thirteen flying dragons and fourteen.

Of course, Iron Fist is powerful because of his powerful realm, and there is already a small cyclone in his body.

The second is because Iron Fist pays attention to body training and is weak in the direction of profound energy.

"Brother Wang, hurry up and help Lu Feng."

On the side, Shangguan Xue anxiously pulled Shangguan Long's arm.

With Shangguanlong's strength, defeating Iron Fist is just a matter of a few moves.

Shangguan Long shook his head and refused: "Let's see first, if it doesn't work, I will take action."

He wasn't too afraid of the Qianlong Society. Kunxue High School also had core disciples, so they were not alone.

But at this moment, Lu Feng and Iron Fist were intertwined.

Lu Feng did not use Xing Luozhi, but chose to fight the enemy with Tianhuangquan.

The Xing Luozhi is suitable for sudden attacks, and it is a bit disadvantageous to face such a martial artist who pays attention to body training.

The two extremely powerful forces erupted together in an instant, setting off a fierce wind, and the terrifying explosion sounded continuously.

In just a moment, Lu Feng retreated more than ten meters backwards.

"Something capable, able to catch a punch from me."

Iron Fist was a little startled, he felt that Lu Feng's strength was not inferior to him.

"It's actually able to shake an iron fist, what kind of freak is this?"

Some people were shocked and had deep disbelief.

"I need six plates of green luan meat."

Lu Feng said calmly.

"It's a joke, no one can take away the things I Qianlong will fancy."

Iron Fist sneered.

"Then let's fight!"

Lu Feng shouted.

Since breaking through to the seventh level of Tongmai, he hasn't fought well. This thick-skinned iron fist is a good target.

"Iron Fist Furious Kill!"

A big fist blasted out suddenly, tearing even the air in half.

Lu Feng's punches were also fierce and domineering, like an angry dragon, carrying a sky-high fighting spirit.

This kind of violent close combat is the most passionate, and many disciples roared.

The two figures are constantly intertwined, turning into two gusts of wind, fighting crazily.

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