Conceited Martial Dragon King

The gathering of the ancient atmosphere filled with this extremely terrible breath, and the man in the air shot a lot, which was dazzling. Everyone was shocked. In the gathering of that terrible breath, there was a feeling that it was hard to breathe.

Li Feng is indifferent to everything. In that intertwined breath, he is still towering, just like the God of war.

Just thin body, why can you stand in that breath?

Everyone's eyes are shocked. Is the face under the ghost's face an old monster who has been practicing for a hundred years, deliberately pushing his cultivation to the seventh level of Lingwu?

Is it true that today's super strong people have this hobby?

Many people are guessing. Even Li Ye, who is on the stage, has this feeling?

How can Lingwu state stand up under that state?

Shouldn't it be swaying in the wind?

All the people trembled, and the eyes of the whole audience focused on the thin ghost face of the bloody martial arts field.

Li Feng is indifferent and seems to have no fear of people in the air.

"As the Lord of the city of fighters, the black waiter has such a way of hospitality!"

The indifferent voice instantly made the whole audience boiling.

What's the black servant next to the Lord of the city of fighters?

However, the leader of the city of fighters is well-known and powerful in tianwu.

Li Feng's eyes are clear and clear, light and shining.

In previous lives, every fighter City Lord was accompanied by a black servant.

The strength of the latter is absolutely crushing all the fierce existence, but their light has been covered by the glory of the city of fighters.

How can a spark surpass the moon!

In his ears, there are powerful black servants, who are also unique.

The man in front of him should be the black servant beside the leader of Weicheng branch fighter city.

He was very clear about the breath of the black waiter. He was as cold as ice

The black servant in the air is dazzling and shining. It turns into a sense of ice and cold. His body is like a king's sword in the air, dominating everything and suppressing thousands of Li.

The whole scene suddenly became very cold, a breath of death filled.

"Who are you?"

His mouth was cold, his eyes were cold, and his killing intention spread and rolled up layers of aperture.

Why does the man in front of him know that his identity as a black servant is absolutely hidden and not publicized? Why?

He's more willing to kill!

"I advise you not to move. It should be the Lord of your fighter city who called you to call me.

Don't spread your killing intention. You'd better restrain your killing intention of half a cent! "

Li Feng incarnation of the ghost face, mouth if sound River, sound pressure everything.

Although Li Feng's cultivation is the seventh level of Lingwu realm, the momentum of his body is extremely amazing.

Black Shi's eyes are one of them.

It's just that how can the cultivation of Qichong in Lingwu realm be so powerful!

He's in the air, and his mind seems to stop working.

People's eyes tremble and are shocked!

Damn, what kind of existence is this ghost face, silly white?

Even dare to drink that fierce existence, their hearts are deeply shudder, this ghost face is really peerless power, fearless of any?

Li Feng ghost face appearance, cold eyes abnormal cold beat.

”Don't blame me, sir. I'm born with this character around me. I can't help it.

You can move to the crown Pavilion on the second floor. I apologize to you personally! "

people were shocked.

A long ancient sound comes and rings. It carries a rolling wave of spirit pressure, sweeping

Fluctuation means peace and stability.

The air of the city of fighters was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

The sound Is it

The eyes of the gladiators in the arena are startled, and the voice of the Lord of the Gladiator city!!!

The voice is hanging out, and all of us can hear it all at once!

The Lord of the city of fighters, an admirable existence.

Li Ye, for example, turned pale in a flash.

God, the existence even said calmly to the ghost face, and said to let him go to the crown Pavilion!

He didn't set foot in those places as a steward.

The second floor belongs to a family with a distinguished status, so they can only set foot on it.

Now he finds out how fantastic the whole ghost face is. Almost everyone can face the Lord of the city of fighters. Isn't it as simple as killing an ant to kill himself?

He was sweating and regretting the beginning.

Thinking of waiting for the ghost face to come out, we must go forward and pray for each other's forgiveness.

And the black servant in the air is also swept down, standing in front of Li Feng, his eyes become extremely complex, although still cold.

Why does the other party know about the black servant? Because the black servant is the servant of the Lord of the city of fighters. He didn't hear any such appellations.

"Please follow me." The black servant turned around and stepped out with a very cold feeling. Immediately, Li Feng, the incarnation of ghost face, followed him closely. Under his indifferent eyes, there was a brilliant beat.I didn't expect that I was noticed by the Lord of the city of fighters just after I came here for two games. It's interesting.

On the first floor, it is a place where martial arts and audience gather. The voice of countless people is heard.

Who is the ghost face? It can arouse the attention of the Lord of fighter city!!

People's eyes tremble and their minds think constantly.

The beauty is amazing, the body is enchanting, and the eyes are also rippling.

"Mr. Guimian is really extraordinary!"

On the second floor, it's spacious, tidy and beautiful. The ground is not dirty.

There are several pots of potted plants, a blue fragrant smell, and in the front of the calendar step up, eyes, beating color.

The unique layout makes it a unique landscape. In front of it, a bright gilded house also appears in front of Li Feng.

That house number crown is full of noble atmosphere, a trace of dust free, making it shining, holy and unparalleled.

There should be the crown Pavilion!

Li Feng black servant just came to crown Pavilion, suddenly the door opened

A tall and straight man came out face to face, black robe mat body, showing the overbearing momentum swept.

He is like a natural king with extraordinary momentum.

That pair of dark pupil is like thunder and lightning light. It is extremely frightening and dignified. It spreads continuously.

"Wang, people have brought it." The black servant arched his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Well." Feng Wuque nodded, and immediately the black servant, like a creature at night, quietly lurked down. Without saying a word more, he left Feng Wuque.

Although the latter had a lot to ask, he still did not hesitate and retreated.

"Sure enough, the leader of the city of fighters has unparalleled courage, and the black servants around him are absolutely powerful and fearless!"

Li Feng then stood opposite fengwuque, ghost face black robe, and sincerely appreciated the strict law of the city of fighters.

Where, the Lord of the city of fighters and the black waiter are absolutely strong.

Their fighting power can even dominate on one side, and they are incomparable!

The city of fighters is also a top force in Longwu world.

No one can shake it. We should be in awe of all the people in the city of fighters. If anyone bullies us, he will bear the fierce anger of the city of fighters.

This is the dreadful city of fighters.

"Ha ha, sir, I'm so flattered. I dare to ask you who you are. You can see through the black servant of our fighter city."

With a faint smile, Feng Wuqi is under great pressure. Even some people know about the city of fighters, and they still deal with it calmly in the face of his strong existence.

And the voice can't tell how old Li Feng is.

After all, it's common for some martial artists to use aura to suppress and reverse their voice.