Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

"Yes"

Liu Feng grinned and shrugged, but at this moment he suddenly flew up and kicked Long Tuogu off the ring.

And his foot was extremely heavy, and the sound of bones shattering resounded between the bursts of strength.

"You are deceiving too much"

Longshan was unbearable, and his breath became extremely violent at this time.

"Dragon Mountain"

At this moment, Mo Dao stepped forward and held Long Shan's shoulder.

As he shook his head, he said in a low voice, "It's important to treat Tuogu first."

"The Holy Land of Spirit"

Longshan stared at Lingguang coldly. He moved away from his body and picked up Long Tuogu. With a flick of his fingers, a space ring flew towards Lingguang.

"Hehe, this is the so-called upper three sects. The disciples had their arms cut off, and no one dared to fight, tsk tsk"

And Liu Feng even laughed loudly, arrogant and domineering.

Let the six monks who are present have a fire in their hearts

"I come"

Mo Shenji couldn't hold it any longer. He had a very good relationship with Long Tuogu. Now that Long Tuogu was humiliated, he was naturally angry.

"Don't go"

Mo Dao's expression changed, and he quickly stopped Mo Shenji.

Although Mo Shenji's cultivation level is slightly higher than that of Long Tuogu, he was only humiliated in vain.

"Tsk tsk, Nanhuang really isn't as good as a generation, and he doesn't even have the courage to take the stage. If you were in this seat, you would have already died and apologized."

Lingguang sneered and opened his mouth.

He has decided on the generation of the Southern Wilderness, and the talents will wither.

It is not without reason that he resents the first three sects so much. When the three perfect foundations of the Southern Wilderness were traversing the world, the surrounding holy places, the Holy Son and the like were all in a state of panic.

As for the spiritual photon, it is naturally one of them.

"Chu God"

"God of Chu, kill this bastard"

"Um"

Chu Feng stretched his waist, Long Tuogu was humiliated, his skills were inferior to others, and there was nothing to say.

But now, it's time to harvest

"You guys like to solve problems with fists."

Chu Feng spoke calmly, his words casual.

"Is there a problem? In the eyes of my Six Paths cultivator, the strong are naturally respected, and a humble descendant like you can only shrink your neck and be a turtle."

When Liu Feng saw Chu Feng speak out, his eyes flashed a sharp cold light at this moment.

"Well, but I'm afraid you can't have fun."

Chu Feng laughed.

Seeing this scene, I don't know why, those holy places arrogant, their hearts are suddenly, this scene gives them a similar feeling

"Why do I feel like he's going to cheat again?"

Saintess Luoshui also felt strange in her heart.

"Hahaha, I can't afford it, our Spirit Illusory Holy Land can't afford it"

Liu Feng burst into laughter, and Li Shengyi was also full of abuse.

As for Lingguang and Ye Nan, they grinned again and again.

"Then how do you want to play"

Lingguang sneered.

"Wheel battle, or group fight, you can choose as long as anyone can survive my ten moves, I will give back all the spiritual liquid that I won before."

"If I can't hold ten moves, how about giving me [-] million spiritual liquid alone?"

Chu Feng spoke calmly.

And he followed the gourd and painted the scoop, and also made a bet to the two holy places that they could not refuse at all.

fizz

Hearing Chu Feng's words, the sound of inhaling cold air resounded.

All the Nanhuang monks and players looked at Chu Feng in disbelief, and then everyone's eyes burst into excitement.

God Chu is going to play hard.