Jiuxiao Supreme

Dawn was approaching, and people were still in deep sleep. At this time, a rooster stood under the high eaves and crowed. The high-pitched crow broke the tranquility of the village, and then the whole village became lively.
While the boy was still mumbling in his sleep, the lobby of the hunting team was crowded with strong men. Each of these strong men had big muscles and round waists. The aura of each of them was terrifying. They had reached the realm of bone refining, and even more so. Exuding a kind of bloodthirsty, this strong bloodthirsty cannot be formed without many killings.
They were either wiping their weapons, sorting out their travel packages, or exercising their bodies. Every time they punched, they tried their best. You could hear the whistling sound of the wind, and every whip kick was fast and powerful, with the angle and angle. The strength is impartial, and every control of power is done with ease.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Zhang Lin, this kick is a bit floating, not as sharp as before, maybe I wasted too much energy on my mother's skin last night, hahaha...", a bearded man pinched his waist and laughed.
"What do you know? My kicking technique is all about the movement of the moves. Every move has leeway, and every move has its own strength. How can you understand these thousands of moves? Humph...", as an opponent The man in gray immediately counterattacked.They may seem to be bickering, but in fact they have a very tacit understanding.
"Sun Jiashi, don't pay attention to him. What else can this guy understand besides looking at the fish selling widow next door?" Another person also joined in the teasing.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the lobby became very harmonious, and there was no fear of going out for hunting at all. At this time, Ling Feng walked into the lobby, his slender body blocked the light, and the aura of 91 heavenly veins flowed unscrupulously. It emanates, even though the lobby has people coming in and out every day.
But everyone was very restrained. He didn't look like the young man in front of him at all. It was obvious that he was coming with bad intentions. Everyone stopped smiling and stared at him.
"Boy, have you gone to the wrong place? This is the Hunting Hall!" The implication is that the Hunting Hall is not a place that ordinary people can come. This Lin's words were quite polite, but for the aura exuding from Ling Feng's body It made him feel scared, so he kicked Ling Feng out.
"Is this enough qualification?"
I noticed that the young man was holding a package in his hand, and saw that he suddenly shook it open, and a furry thing was thrown away and hit the crowd. Fearing the unknown, the crowd immediately separated. Only then did people pay attention. The hair, the gleaming fangs, and the green wolf eyes that have lost focus.
If it's not the head of an adult wind wolf, then what is it? Look at Ling Feng's immature face. He is so young. It would be understandable to obtain the head of a wind wolf if he is accompanied by elders. But if he is hunting alone, The words of a wind wolf made me take a breath just thinking about it.
"What a good boy, you actually have such strength. Now that you have obtained the head of the wind wolf, you are qualified to join the hunting team. We are all brothers who fight together. Come on, please come in. Don't be so angry." Sun Jiashi quickly came up to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere. Who knew what Ling Feng said next made the smile on his face completely stiff.
"Who is your brother? Today I am here to challenge Wang Lei." Ling Feng said coldly without falseness. In the harmonious lobby, the temperature instantly dropped a few degrees.
"You!" Before Sun Jiashi could get angry, Zhang Lin couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over. "Don't toast me and eat the fine wine. If you want to challenge the young master, you have to pass my level first. You think you have control of the world. In fact, you are just a frog in the well. Just wait and see." Zhang Lin's footwork implies a mystery. Not only is it extremely cunning, but it is also extremely powerful.
But for Ling Feng, these are undoubtedly a big show in front of Guan Gong. What he is best at is speed. Seeing Zhang Lin attack, the corners of his mouth raised with a hint of teasing. He did not move until the whip leg was about to hit. When his head fell, he moved his upper body, slapped Zhang Lin with a palm, and said jokingly: "Noisy."
"Pa!", a crisp sound came, Zhang Lin felt his face was unbearably hot, and bloodshot eyes appeared at the corners of his mouth. He lost his center of gravity and sat down on the ground. Although this palm was insignificant and not It didn't cause much damage, but this loss of face still made him extremely angry.
one move!
Everyone in the lobby was stunned. Their open mouths didn't even bother to close, like a duck with its throat pinched. Zhang Lin became angry, got up, rushed forward, and shouted: "I I'm going to kill you!" Before he could take a few steps, he was blocked by Sun Jiashi, who gave a look that said don't be impulsive.
Zhang Lin came to his senses and realized that if he rushed forward, he would be humiliating himself. Shengsheng stopped in his tracks. Sun Jiashi reassured him and helped him to avenge his humiliation. He picked up the giant ax at his waist and rushed forward. The weight of the axe, Coupled with his own strength, although the speed was not fast, every step was powerful and heavy. He raised the giant ax and slashed towards Ling Feng.
The giant ax swept away, and the sharp edge on it easily tore the air. When Sun Jiashi saw Ling Feng pull out the green rusty sword, he was overjoyed. He did not expect that the other party was so careless. Such a rusty sword would definitely rust against his own giant axe. The sword is cut off along with the other person, and he is no longer angry at the other person's slight.
"Ding", the giant ax intersected with the green rusty sword. The imaginary scene of the sword breaking and killing people did not appear, only a few sparks were wiped out. Sun Jiashi was a little depressed, but now is not the time to deal with these, like the giant ax Such a heavy weapon must be worn out again and again. Now that it has the upper hand, it is even more important to pursue the victory.
With a twist of his waist, the giant ax deflected, came to the top of Ling Feng, and slashed towards Ling Feng from top to bottom. Ling Feng was speechless when he saw this move. It was similar to the move of the gray wolf in the forest, although The opponent held a giant axe, but it was still much inferior to the wind wolf.
Secretly running the "Nine Revolutions of Nirvana", mobilizing the power of Qi and blood all over his body, he lifted the green rusty sword with one hand, and used the Fuhu Fist with the other hand. Since Fuhu Fist reached the mellow state, he can now use it with one hand. .
The green rusty sword and the giant ax connected, creating a ball of brilliant sparks. Although the falling trend of the giant ax changed, it was still getting closer and closer, and was about to hit Ling Feng's head, until the giant ax was only a few inches away from his eyebrows. , finally stopped, Ling Feng sighed secretly, secretly thinking that it was very dangerous.
The falling giant ax was blocked, leaving Sun Jiashi's upper body wide open. Ling Feng naturally seized this fleeting opportunity and struck the opponent's chest mercilessly with Fuhu Fist.
"Poof!" Sun Jiashi spurted blood and flew backwards. Not only did he not avenge Zhang Lin, but he was even more seriously injured.
Two strokes!
Some people swallowed unconsciously. At this time, no one was going to laugh at the two of them. Zhang Lin and Sun Jiashi retreated one after another. Even if they rushed forward, they would not be much better. They were already a little afraid of the young man's strength, although they were not They knew there was something going on between the young man and the young master, but they were already hesitant about standing up for the young master.
"Don't force me! This is just a grudge between me and Wang Lei. If you try to stop me again, you will die!" Ling Feng said coldly. Although he was young, he said such cruel words, but no one doubted this. The authenticity of it is confirmed by the two people lying down now.
Ling Feng knew that if he didn't use this thunderous method to scare everyone, he would be very passive when facing the powerful Wang Lei and being surrounded by these people, so he became more ruthless.
Ling Feng stood silently at the door of the hunting hall. The fierce aura that occasionally leaked made everyone in the hall dare not act rashly. One person shocked the whole hall, and the atmosphere became even more weird.
Time passed little by little, but it was a kind of torture for them. Some even prayed in their hearts that the young master would come soon, otherwise no one would be able to deal with it.
The red sun slowly approached the center, and the cold air in the white mist had dissipated a lot. Standing still for a long time had made my back full of sweat. At this moment, the grand inner hall suddenly opened, and from inside A boy walked out.
She has long hair shawl and a purple brocade robe. She looks solemn and majestic. A jade pendant hangs on one side of her waist and a gorgeous red sword on the other side. Before others arrived, people in the hall bent down and said respectfully, " Little Lord"
Wang Lei was very indifferent, indifferent to all this, and walked forward slowly, but there was an invisible majesty, which was the temperament cultivated by those who have been in power for a long time. He walked slowly towards Ling Feng and shook his hand. He held a folding fan, as if it was too hot here, and said lightly: "Are you Ling Feng?"
The moment Wang Lei appeared, Ling Feng began to be on guard, and anger welled up in his heart. It was the person in front of him who lent his sun-shooting bow to Wang Peng, and it was the person in front of him who was assigned to hunt him down. When grandpa died, everything was caused by the person in front of him. He was the culprit. He pointed his sword at the other person's head and said loudly: "Yes, I am Ling Feng."
Holding a folding fan in one hand, he slapped the palm of the other hand three times in a row, and then said: "You are fine, you can go and die."
In fact, Wang Lei admired Ling Feng very much. If Wang Peng had not formed a grudge, he would rather subdue him. But the fact is that there is no if, then he can only kill the opponent, recover the folding fan with one hand, and hold the inexplicable seal with the other. , blasted towards Ling Feng, Wang Lei's movements were very fast, and before he finished speaking, he came to Ling Feng's body and stamped forward with a palm.
Ling Feng quickly blocked the green rusty sword in front of him, and struck the sword with his flesh palm. He suddenly felt a huge force coming from the green rusty sword. The usually tough green rusty sword was actually bent by the pressure, and the sword hilt was even harder. Feeling trembling, unable to hold on, he ran away. Unexpectedly, as soon as they fought, the opponent would knock the rusty green sword away.
He silently said in his heart, "It's so powerful. He knew he couldn't defeat the opponent, so he wanted to put some distance away from Wang Lei. Unexpectedly, Wang Lei's figure disappeared before his eyes and appeared behind Ling Feng. Ling Feng felt bitter in his heart. He didn't expect the speed. He would also be suppressed, but at this time, another palm hit him.