Conceited Martial Dragon King

Li Feng's slender body stood upright on the field, his eyes and stars were shining, and he turned them into countless spirits, just like the unparalleled pupil, which made people shudder.

The ghost mask is like an emissary of hell. The ferocious face rippling, and the heart palpitating cold spread. In an instant, the whole martial field becomes cold and low.

"Ha ha, you are not a simple guy." Junzi Liufeng's face is cold and heavy, his eyes shoot out his terrible will, and his face is distorted, as if he had lost his former Junzi brother's appearance.

He threw out his folding fan, and there was a terrible wave of spiritual power in his body.

When the sole of the foot stepped down, a surge of Yin Li energy blasted out.

Under the startled eyes of all people, the cage that enveloped the martial field gave out a deafening hum. If Li Feng was not strong, he might have been deafened by the deafening hum of the cage.

"High level martial arts, Taishan rush!"

Mouth spit ice cold sound, a surge of impact force.

The next moment, he rushed out, white robed hunting sound, into a great terror energy.

"I thought you could only do pupil surgery?" Li Feng sneers. Under his indifferent eyes, his body suddenly expands and his strength spreads.

The seven powers of the Lingwu realm are sweeping across the country, turning into the sharp point of the sword, stabbing out the terrible and gorgeous light to strangle. In front of this power, Liufeng, a gentleman, still looks sneer, and his palm is open.

With the power of taishanchong, the breath has reached the eight peaks of Lingwu realm, the power of terror, killing everything.

The cultivation of Qichong in Lingwu is like playing in front of him. Although Lifeng's pupil skill is broken, Lifeng still doesn't pose a threat to him!

He thinks so. The pupils of those eyes radiated a strong confidence.

Li Feng's face is fearless, and his eyes are cold. As a dragon warrior, many of his elements are several times stronger than ordinary warriors.

With the help of his martial arts experience, who can restrain him!

Second floor, elegant room, doorplate, golden crown, a symbol of noble power.

Inside, a man stood in front of the window facing the bloody martial arts field, and countless windows around seemed to face a martial arts field in the city of fighters.

There stood a tall and straight man with a resolute outline. Under the sword eyebrow, his eyes burst out, and the terrible aura rippled. The breath was like the old weather. However, it was only for a while that the pressure of the spirit was completely removed.

As if nothing had happened just now, it was calm again.

A big black robe made a sound of hunting. His eyes were indifferent, just like a heartless man. On the black robe, a fighting character was printed on the back.

This man is the master of the branch of Weicheng fighter city!

His eyes were terrible and his voice was indifferent. "Who is the ghost face fighting with Liufeng in the bloody battlefield?"

Suddenly, flickering, a dark figure quietly emerged, bowing to the wind, "he is a fighter registered in our city a few days ago, claiming to be a ghost face!"

There is no lack of wind did not turn around, gaze swept out, mouth raised, showing a very resistant smile.

"Well, after the game, bring him in!"

"Good king!"

After the sound fell, the figure quietly disappeared and returned to calm, as if it had never appeared.

"Good guy, you can break the wind pupil skill without any martial arts skills, and you are not afraid of the eight peaks after the seventh cultivation of Lingwu realm, and the physical body seems to be stronger and stronger. It's interesting."

His eyes fell again.

Blood court.

The energy fluctuation is transformed into ripple diffusion.

"Drink!"

Body suddenly burst out, Li Feng is like a dragon of the true self, swept all over the body, spirit pressure wave, a roar.

His head is a little painful. Junzi Liufeng thought that after the impact, Taishan Chong's attack power would be weakened, but he didn't expect that it would become stronger and stronger, which made him extremely troublesome.

"Ha ha ha, come on."

His voice roared, and he was killed with a terrible big hand.

On the palm of the hand, there is a very terrifying force. It is like a terrible mountain. If you hit it hard, your body bones will be broken!

As a dragon warrior, how can you be afraid of human level martial arts!

In the eyes full of blood, Li Feng and junzi Liufeng collided with each other.

He is fierce and fierce. Li Feng's eyes are fierce. In a flash, his feet are on the ground, and his body turns empty.

On martial arts, whose experience is better than Li Feng.

"Why is he so strong! How can this be the cultivation of the seven elements in Lingwu realm? "

"I can go beyond my level to fight against him and stand in an invincible position, peat!"

"Ah, ah, ah." Roar, his face is distorted and completely deformed, he hates it!

All the people were shocked. Li Feng kicked hard, not to mention how overbearing he was.

Unexpectedly let gentleman flow wind body directly float empty, fly out.

The cage was also bent under the impact.A big mouthful of blood spurted out, and all of it floated away, like floating blood, gorgeous and eye-catching!

"Ouch, ouch."

"Junzi Liufeng was defeated, and still suffered a terrible defeat..."

"Peat, it's not true."

"My little wind, come to me quickly."

A very fat woman, puffy face said, people around, want to vomit.

Peat, breeze.

On the battlefield, the incarnation of ghost face once again creates a miracle. Under his ghost face's eyes, people around him yell ghost face. The waves are rough, like waves. It's terrible!

Moreover, among these people, there is no women's attention, and the cry is even more than that of men.

Grandma, women are so fierce now.

He was ashamed.

"Ah, how could that be?"

After Li Feng's victory, Li Ye is not calm. His eyes are round and his teeth are clenched.

Hateful ghost face!!

After Li Feng's victory, the iron cage was suspended again, and the gentleman Liufeng was still unconscious, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wan'er also wants to cry. After Li Feng's victory, her heart is falling and she smiles sweetly.

Under the trembling eyes of all people, a shadow swept out, and the strong spirit rolled. All people seemed to worship. Only when the spirit pressure converged, could the worship be removed.

A man with cold face appears in the air. It's

"You're the face of the devil coming with me!"

Li Feng raised his head, and his eyes burst with strange and cold meaning.

Laugh with evil.

"Let people follow you in the past, but you come in the air. Do you think you are superior?"

Voice cold diffusion, indifferent to everything, like a unique character!

That cold man's words, seem to make him, ridiculous, he Li Feng can have seen who's face is not.

The whole Gladiator city became so quiet that the needle fell.

Everyone's eyes were shocked. Li Feng was so bold that he reached this level. Don't you have a brain?

That can crush your existence at will.

Can you die if you listen to him?