God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

His actions immediately made Falun Dafa King Jinlun feel shameless. He first grabbed the dog-fighting stick from him, and then ignored him so much, and even insulted him verbally, so that the anger in his heart, the great protector of the country, could no longer be tolerated. cover up.

"The people of the Central Plains are really all timid, and if they want to make a sneak attack from behind people, Lao Na really knows, this position of leader is not worth it, lest Lao Na seize the martial arts alliance leader and lead a group of incompetent people to give Lao Na Shame!"

King Jinlun's gaze was fixed on Wang Feng, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

Seeing the provocation of Falun Dafa King Jinlun, Wang Feng smiled sarcastically, this Falun Dafa King Jinlun really pushed his nose on his face.

When everyone around heard the words of Falun Dafa King Jinlun, all of them were full of anger, but no one took action. Even the leader of the Lu Gang of the Beggar Gang lost. They went up to seek death. Now they are counting on someone to come out and clean up the gold Wheel King.

"Master Xiaoyao, please take action, let this Mongolian Tartar see the power of my Central Plains master!"

"That's right, there are many masters present, only you can clean him up, please let Xiaoyao take action, and let out my breath for Da Song Wulin!"

Soon, among those watching the battle, many warriors shouted out, all hoping that Wang Feng would take action.

These people, without exception, were all people who had seen Wang Feng and Huang Yaoshi fight.

These Jianghu people shouted here, and the warriors who originally disliked Wang Feng frowned. Although Wang Feng showed his hand before, they also thought that it was caused by Wang Feng's surprise. If it is really based on martial arts, it is impossible. It is the opponent of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Is this guy really capable?" Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng and frowned.

"Second brother, this person is about the same age as me, so what kind of skills can he have?" Dawu said strangely.

Chapter 211 The Sword Intent Shows Its Power

"You two shut up, don't talk anymore, take care of yourself!"

Guo Fu is very irritable. She has been paying attention to Wang Feng, but Wang Feng's eyes have never noticed her, and she has been kissing me and me with Xiaolongnu, which makes her very uncomfortable.

Now, Dawu and Xiaowu sneered at him again, causing her young lady's temper to explode.

"Junior sister, it's not that we said him, it was because he was able to pretend, he has no ability at all, what kind of seniors are still here!" Da Wu lowered his head and said softly.

"Okay, don't talk about the two of you. It's not your turn to take care of other people's affairs. Stand aside and watch." Wu Santong frowned and scolded.

In the end, it's still useless for his son, and Wang Feng's status is there, it's not the two of them to make irresponsible remarks.

"Hahaha... boy, how dare you come down and compare with Lao Na, is your martial arts in the Central Plains stronger, or my Tibetan esoteric martial arts are better!"

King Jinlun laughed and said, he just waited for Wang Feng to take action, so that he could teach him a lesson.

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Feng to see how he responded.

"Feng, this old monk is here, people who watch it are tired, why don't you let it go." Xiao Longnv had long thought that King Jinlun was not pleasing to the eye, especially the thorn in his words, which made her even more uncomfortable.

At this time, Li Mochou, who was behind Xiaolongnu, also looked at Wang Feng with a glimmer of hope. In the few days before he came to Taihu Lake, he had a preliminary understanding of Wang Feng and knew that he was not anyone. Those who ridicule will definitely hit their opponents hard.

Even Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, one of the four masters, dared to take action directly, let alone this stinky monk?

Wang Feng stretched his back and said helplessly: "Since Long'er has already said it, then I will reluctantly take action and teach him a lesson."

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he turned and walked towards King Jinlun, and stopped a foot away from him.

"King Jinlun, let's make a move, this seat is very busy, and I don't have time to accompany you here."

Wang Feng said lightly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

"Okay, kid, let me see if your martial arts are as hard as your mouth!"

bass!

With a wave of Falun Gong's hand, the golden wheel behind him was caught in his hand, and the profound art in his body was running, and he immediately shot.

bang bang bang...

Wang Feng did not pull out the black iron sword, but fought against it with his palms. The strength in his hands burst out, colliding with the golden wheel continuously, making a dull sound, and the surging strength continuously roared. Sound, very powerful.

The terrifying energy formed a strong wind that swept across the spot, and the rows of marble floors, like a gust of wind sweeping leaves, were shaken into smoke and dust, floating in the entire courtyard.

Seeing such a situation, the group of Jianghu people who supported Wang Feng before quickly left the table and chairs and withdrew ten feet away.

They have seen the battle between Wang Feng and Huang Yaoshi, and they have long known that people with such strength will be implicated without a distance of ten feet.

Sure enough, as soon as these people backed away, a burst of energy swept over in an instant. Those disciples of the great sect who were still very close and were about to watch the excitement had no time to dodge, and were directly blown away by this fierce energy. out.

Those tables, chairs, fruits, and tea were all smashed into pieces in an instant.

"what!"

"what!"

The screams sounded one by one, and these people were also unlucky. It was inevitable that they would suffer some injuries from the closest distance. However, Huang Rong and the others saw that the situation was not good, and they also avoided the aftermath.

In the battlefield, silhouettes crisscrossed each other, and afterimages intertwined with each other, like phantoms, fast as lightning, and the mad and powerful energy flew in all directions, and the ground was shaken by a foot!

The entire courtyard was trembling non-stop, and the tiles and dust on the eaves were constantly being shaken down, showing the terrifying cultivation of the two.

"The Master Xiaoyao is worthy of being the head of the contemporary Quanzhen Sect. Although the Master Chongyang passed away, he has found a good master. It seems that the Quanzhen Sect will definitely shine in his hands!"

"Yeah, even Senior Huang Lao, the owner of Taohua Island, was defeated by the hands of Xiaoyao Daoist, this old monk must not be his opponent!"

The people in the rivers and lakes who have seen Wang Feng's shot began to discuss again, and their words were full of admiration for him!

Especially the younger generation of Jianghu people, who are similar in age to Wang Feng, now worship him as an idol.

"What? Xiaoyao real person defeated Huangdaozhu? Is it true? Don't talk nonsense!"

"That is, Lord Huangdao is one of the four best in the world today. His martial arts are unfathomable. How could he lose?"

Someone immediately refused to accept it, blushing and facing the martial artist theory who supported Wang Feng with a thick neck.

"Joke, I'll see it with my own eyes, can it be fake? In short, just watch it, this old monk will run away with his tail between his legs!"

Those Jianghu people said proudly, as if it was himself who was fighting the Golden Wheel Dharma King there.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't believe their ears. Some people doubted it, and some people believed it.

If Wang Feng really defeated Falun Dafa King Jinlun, it would be enough to prove that his strength had reached the level of a generation of masters, and it was not impossible to even defeat the Four Great Masters.

The most shocking ones were Huang Rong and the others. They knew Huang Yaoshi's cultivation level too well, and they couldn't believe that Wang Feng could defeat Huang Yaoshi.

Everything can only depend on the outcome of this battle. If Wang Feng wins, the credibility of this rumor will become even higher.

In the battlefield, Wang Feng's figure was elegant, like walking in a leisurely court, and the palm of his hand kept shooting out, hitting the golden wheel repeatedly. Retreat, in order to reduce the strength of Wang Feng's palm.

"Drink..."

Dharma King Jinlun took back the golden wheel in his hand, his hands made a strange trajectory, his hands tumbling, his body was surging, surging like a tidal wave, pouring out at this moment.

"Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong!"

boom!

A dragon-shaped True Qi condensed and formed, and bombarded Wang Feng.

That dragon-shaped infuriating roar made a shocking roar, extremely high, and the terrifying power turned everything around him into powder!

Wang Feng turned his head sharply, the black iron sword behind him fell into his hands!

hum!

"No Sword Intent!"

An invisible sword energy shot up into the sky, as if it was about to tear this space apart. The black iron sword swept past, the air seemed to be divided into two halves, and all power was eclipsed in front of this sword energy!

Bang!

The dragon-shaped infuriating energy was directly chopped to pieces, and then the invisible force broke through the layers of space, and slashed towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King with a sword!

Chapter 212 Wang Feng's crushing, Jinlun escapes

hum!

King Jinlun's face was horrified. This sword energy far exceeded his imagination. His Dragon Elephant Prajna was broken in an instant. The ferocious sword energy seemed to be practiced together, making him too late to defend!

The whole life was split ten feet away, and his body slammed into the courtyard wall, only to hear a 'boom', and the wall was shaken to smithereens.

King Jinlun fell to the ground, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and was extremely shocked in his heart.

"Ding, defeat the innate fourth-level master Mongolian first protector of the country, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, reward points!"

The system prompt sounded, and Wang Feng ignored it, holding a black iron epee in his hand, standing proudly on the spot.

No one would have imagined that this little-known head of the Quanzhen Sect would actually be able to defeat Falun Dafa King Jinlun!

"Pharaoh!"

The group of lamas saw King Jinlun vomited blood and fell to the ground. They rushed over and helped him up from the ground.

"Boy, court death!"

King Jinlun was supported by two lamas, his face was pale, and the sword mark with deep bone in his mouth was so dazzling, blood kept flowing out.

The rest of the lamas shouted angrily, pointed their long knives at Wang Feng, and charged towards him angrily.

"Humph, die!"

A cold light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, the black iron heavy sword in his hand swept away, and an incomparable sword qi roared away, and invisible ripples swept the spot.

"what!"

"what!"

Those lamas couldn't even resist, they were directly slashed by a sword and fell to the ground.

Destroying the enemy with one sword does not require a second move at all!

Wang Feng's strength shocked the audience, and everyone was stunned, including Huang Rong, Zhu Ziliu, and Guo Fu. Among them, Dawu and Xiaowu's expressions were even more exciting, as if they had eaten dead flies.

The shock of Falun Dafa King Jinlun can't be further added. Since he came to the Central Plains, he has been invincible. Even Guo Jing has never put his eyes on it. Killed a young man with outstanding martial arts and beat him seriously.

This was his first major defeat since he came to the Central Plains, and it was to a teenager.

"Walk!"

Falun Dafa King Jinlun made a decisive decision, shouted the word with difficulty, and asked the two lamas to take him away quickly.

Wang Feng didn't chase him, because the current Falun Gong Jinlun has not reached the peak, and there is no need to kill him at all. Anyway, he already has some points, and when he reaches the peak, there will be another point.

As soon as King Jinlun left, cheers erupted from the scene, and all the warriors shouted excitedly.

"Xiaoyao Zhenren's magic is unparalleled in the world, he defeated the Mongolian Tartars, and gave us a bad breath in the Central Plains martial arts!"

"Well said, Mongolian Tartars have always been arrogant, and now they have been defeated by Xiaoyao Zhenren, I am afraid they will never dare to be so arrogant again!"

"Who said that I have no masters in the martial arts of the Central Plains? Apart from the current four masters, the martial arts of Xiaoyao Zhenren are also of the master level of a generation. I am really blind, and I still doubt the strength of Xiaoyao Zhenren."

"The Quanzhen Sect is the holy land of the martial arts in the Central Plains. Not only has there been a Chongyang sect, but now there is a Xiaoyao sect, and the name of the world's largest sect is well deserved!"

"Not bad!"

The warriors at the scene expressed their opinions one after another, and countless praises came to Wang Feng.

"Xiaoyao Zhenren, you defeated the Golden Wheel Dharma King and made great contributions to my Central Plains. I am here to thank you." Huang Rong smiled and said before Wang Feng.

The situation at that time was really critical. Lu You's foot was severely injured, and Guo Jing had no choice but to take action to heal his injuries.

If it wasn't for Wang Feng's shot, at this moment not only would the Heroes Conference be destroyed by King Jinlun Falun, but even the beggar gang's treasure, the dog-beating stick, would fall into his hands.

At that time, it will not be easy to get it back.

Huang Rong sincerely thanked Wang Feng.

"Mrs. Guo is very polite. If it wasn't for that monk provoking me, I wouldn't even bother to take action against him." Wang Feng said lightly. He didn't take King Jinlun in his eyes at all. It seemed that defeating him would be effortless.

Huang Rong smiled and stood silently by the side.

At this moment, the famous masters of the major sects all came forward and made friendship with Wang Feng.

"Master Xiaoyao, if you have time, please come to my Huashan faction for a gathering, and my faction will definitely greet you."

"Amitabha, Shaolin Temple welcomes the visit of the patron."

"The Nanhai faction sincerely invites the real person Xiaoyao to come to our faction, and I can't wait to be honored!"

Most of these people were those who didn't look down on Wang Feng before, but now they are sent to the door one by one.

Wang Feng sighed inwardly, "Reputation is really a good thing, I think back then in the Tianlong world, I was called a killing **** and a great villain by all the people in the world. I didn't expect that in the world of divine carving, I became a great master of martial arts, everyone. Flattery, it's hilarious."

It's not that Wang Feng has changed his behavior, it's just that his status as the headmaster of Quanzhen Sect gives him a decent image. Even if he kills a few people, it won't affect him, but some people will applaud him.