Invincible Gun Master

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with cold, all the spiritual power in the Qi Sea was consumed, countless thunder explosions resounded on the ring, the muscles were tight, and Lin Feng’s whole body was covered with a blue light, which looked very shocking. .

"Vientiane collapsed!"

Lin Feng displayed the Qilin Magic Divine Art at his feet, and turned into countless afterimages behind him, instantly deceiving him to Ling Chen.

"Huh! Good!"

Ling Chen's eyes turned red, and the spiritual power in the sea of ​​Qi continuously impacted the barrier in front of him, making it stronger.

"Boom!"

Carrying a destructive force of 12,000 jin, Lin Feng hit the barrier in front of Ling Chen with a punch, breaking his defenses directly.

"Crack!"

The barrier in front of Ling Chen didn't hold on for even a second, and was directly blown by Lin Feng with a punch. Lin Feng's offensive was undiminished, and his remaining energy blasted Ling Chen's chest heavily.

"Boom!"

Ling Chen was blasted for more than a hundred meters by Lin Feng’s enormous power, hit a giant tree, fell to the ground, his head drooping on his chest, he didn’t know his life or death, and when he looked closely, he was in the position of his chest. It has sunk a lot.

"Help!"

The elder referee on the ring did not expect that Lin Feng's attack would be so powerful, and he quickly ordered people to carry Ling Chen away and send him to the elders' pavilion for treatment.

Lin Feng stood still on the spot, the blue light on his body gradually disappeared, his feet were a little vain, and he almost fell to the ground, his face becoming paler.

Murongtian in the audience realized that something was wrong with Lin Feng, so he rushed to the ring, came to his side to support him, and asked anxiously: "Brother-in-law, are you okay."

"I'm okay!" Lin Feng smiled lightly and waved his hand. The fourth form of the Siji Kunxiangjue puts a heavy load on the human body. After all, the power of more than 10,000 catties is the power that the martial artist should have. Using martial arts, the body will not be able to bear it

This force will support the meridians and become abnormally weak. This is normal.

"The game is over, Lin Feng wins!" The referee elder announced towards the crowd.

"Hahaha! It seems that this year's Luoyunzong martial arts conference is very ordinary!"

At this moment, there was a deafening ridicule from the horizon, and the many disciples in the audience felt dizzy and their ears buzzed. In the spectator stand, Elder Meng showed a solemn expression on his face. He immediately stood up, flew down, and waved his long sleeves at the crowd. The majestic spiritual power instantly enveloped them, those outside disciples. A lot easier in an instant, no

The sense of fitness has disappeared. Everyone looked up and saw that a huge golden chariot appeared above the sky. A five-clawed golden dragon was carved on the chariot, which looked lifelike. The airflow around him made several thunder-like noises from time to time. A moment, war

The car disappeared, and the four figures slowly fell from the sky. The head of the four is a middle-aged man wearing a blue robes, followed by three young men. The young man in the front should be the youngest of the four, but his strength is the most terrifying. , Tightly wrapped in a black shirt

On his body, his hair was tied tightly behind his head, and the corners of his mouth always wore a wicked smile, which looked very dangerous. The other two people, one face white as snow, handsome, holding a feather fan, looks extraordinary, like a young master Pian Pian, the other has a great contrast with him, the height is up to two meters, the muscles are high and full. Face stubble, like

It's like a humanoid monster.

Everyone in the audience was already stunned. Who are these people? How can those three teenagers look so terrifying.

Yang Tianxiao and the others who were watching the battle stand had already come to Elder Meng's body, looking at the three teenagers opposite, their fighting spirit was boiling.

Lin Feng stepped down from the ring, sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a few spirit stones in his hand, supplementing the empty sea of ​​qi, and devoting part of his energy to look at the dangerous people who did not do well.

Elder Meng looked at the person opposite, and said with an unkind expression: "Mu Qingtian, you are not in your Yutian Divine Palace to be honest, what do you do if you come to my Luoyun Sect!"

"I'm going to take these boys to get some experience. When I get to you, I'm going to tell you an old friend!" The middle-aged man in a blue robe said calmly.

Many outside disciples in the audience, including those referee elders with the strength of the Martial King realm, gathered together, and all kinds of discussions sounded.

"The Imperial Palace! The Imperial Palace, the first of the eight super sects of the Qingxuan Empire, is here!"

"I think the strength of the three young people behind Mu Qingtian is terrifying, especially the young man wearing a black shirt in the front, who at least has the strength of a martial artist."

"Everyone is still waiting for the changes, and let's see the situation first!"

In the distance, Elder Meng glanced suspiciously at the three young people behind Mu Qingtian, and asked: "They are?" "Hey!" Mu Qingtian looked at Elder Meng, with an inexplicable smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, and then on his face. With a hint of arrogance, he said, "These three disciples are peerless wizards of the Yutian Shrine. This young man in white clothes and holding a feather fan is our royal

Du Chen, the first master of the inner disciples in the Tianshen Palace. "

The handsome Du Chen smiled at everyone, and the feather fan in his hand opened, looking amiable.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingtian pointed to the two-meter young disciple behind him: "This is the first outer disciple, Zhou Chuanxiong, oh, I will step into the martial spirit realm in a few days." Zhou Chuanxiong is a burly figure. , Looks like a beast, with murderous expression in his eyes, the temperature of the surrounding air has been lowered by several points, and his gaze towards everyone is unbridled and aggressive, and he snorted coldly at the surrounding disciples.

. Mu Qingtian personally came to the boy in the black shirt, his voice raised a little, and introduced to everyone: "This is the chief disciple of the head of the Imperial Palace of the Yutian Temple, who is known as the evil boy. By the way, only fifteen years old this year,

Martial Arts Realm Triple Heaven! "

After Elder Meng heard this, his face showed a surprised look: "What! It's Qing Jue, who has the best talent."

"Yes!" Mu Qingtian said proudly.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone around became flustered.

"It turned out to be the evil boy Zhantai Qingjue, this is bad, the other party is not good!"

"The point is that he is only fifteen years old, a fifteen-year-old martial arts realm triple heaven! Oh my god! Did this guy practice since he was born?"

"It seems that only Yang Tianxiao can stabilize his head among the core disciples!" "Yes, Brother Yang has the realm of the four heavens in the martial arts realm, and Su Ye and Li Dameng are both in the third heaven of the martial arts realm, but the age of the three of them They are much bigger than Zhantaiqing! Although the strength is similar, the talent gap is huge!"