The supreme demon Emperor

Chen Fengming's eyes on the ancient wind, suddenly he felt a strong sense of self-confidence, and the other side in his eyes, not a bit timid. From this, Chen Fengming can read a lot of information.

The corner of his mouth is slightly raised. He hasn't started for a month. It seems that he has met an opponent today. It seems that he can show his strength. Let's see how much he has improved in this month.

"You want to fight me?" Chen Fengming said faintly, but in his words, there was a kind of uncontrollable excitement, and a little bit of excitement.

When Gu Feng heard this, he nodded and said, "yes, I also like the training room behind you."

After hearing someone's response, everyone's eyes are quickly to the ancient wind and forget the past. When they saw that the person who wanted to challenge Chen Fengming was an old style, they were all shocked. This young man, when he just stepped on the 16th floor, they had noticed that he was the only monk in the early stage of spiritual cultivation.

At the beginning, they thought that they just wanted to see what their level of fighting was like, so that they could learn. After that, many people didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, he didn't leave and wanted to challenge Chen Fengming.

"It's the boy in the early stage of Lingzhong. I didn't expect that he had the courage to challenge Chen Fengming. It's really powerful."

"Ha ha, I don't think that boy knows the sky is high and the earth is rich. Elder martial brother Chen's strength is not blown out. Besides, he is just the beginning of the spirit. Any one of us can beat him down. "

For a moment, the other disciples also started to talk about it.

But Gu Feng didn't hear what these people said and walked slowly to Chen Fengming. In the ancient view, this realm is really very important, but between him and Chen Fengming, it is just two different realms. And this is not irreparable.

After hearing these disciples' comments, Chen Fengming was also shocked. Just now, he only looked at Gu Feng's confident and slightly provocative eyes, but he forgot to look at his realm. As soon as others say it, Chen Fengming naturally goes to pay more attention to it. At this point, his mouth can't help twitching. The strength of this ancient style is really like this. It's just the beginning of spiritual cultivation.

For a moment, Chen Fengming's eyebrows can't help but slightly wrinkle. He feels that he seems to have been fooled. But even so, he did not show his anger, but looked at the ancient style with a little interest.

Now Chen Fengming also wants to know what kind of confidence the ancient style has, and how dare he challenge himself. However, the other side is just at the beginning of the spirit. At that time, I will at least use some means to play for a while and have fun.

But in Chen Fengming's heart, there are still some small disappointments. Originally, he thought that he could show his skills, but now it seems that it's just a little fun. But cultivation was originally a very boring thing. Now it seems good to have fun.

When Gu Feng was only ten feet away from Chen Fengming, he stopped silently, arched his hand at him and said, "I'm here to learn from elder martial brother Chen's excellent moves."

"Now it's true that heroes are young. In the early days of Lingzhong, they have the courage to challenge at level 16. That's good!" Chen Fengming said, the corner of his mouth is also slightly raised, tone, disdain meaning, is also expressed.

All of a sudden, people thought that Chen Fengming was saying that the ancient style was young and ignorant, and immediately they laughed. They thought that the ancient style was too much.

Gu Feng didn't care. He didn't know how many times he had experienced such a situation. Now, what he is most concerned about is whether Chen Fengming's strength is as unfathomable as his temperament.

"Elder martial brother Chen will do his best then. Don't worry about whether I can stop it or not. Otherwise, if elder martial brother Chen suffers losses because of his leniency, it will be unfair to you. " The ancient wind says lightly.

When Chen Fengming heard this, he also laughed. Other people are asking him to be lenient, but the young man in front of him actually asked him to do his best. It's ridiculous to say that.

"Did I hear you right? This kid wants Chen Fengming to do his best? Can Chen Fengming resist a move with all his strength? With Chen Fengming's full strength, it's a question whether he can survive or not! "

"Ha ha, this boy is too arrogant. He even said that he wanted Chen Fengming to suffer losses. I think he was deliberately provoking Chen Fengming. I'm afraid he has some intention and calculation in his heart! "

For a moment, those disciples also talked again.

"It's interesting. In that case, let me see what your strength is." Chen Fengming said, but also clenched his fist, ready to fight.

Gu Feng nodded slightly, and also quickly started to use the mental method. The spiritual power also flows quickly in the body. It can be used at any time, and it can improve itself to the best fighting state.

Hearing that Chen Fengming was about to take action, the crowd retreated again. Although they look down on the realm of ancient style, they know that Chen Fengming's strength is very important. If they don't pay attention, they will be hurt by mistake.

"Do it." The ancient wind says lightly.

Chen Fengming nodded slightly and made a direct blow to Gufeng. Chen Fengming's fist looks very simple, but the strength it contains is very terrible.

Gu Feng sensed that at least the friar at the beginning of the spirit could not resist his fist.

Gu Feng's heart can't help sighing silently. Because of the realm, Chen Fengming still doesn't pay attention to himself, so he is so casual. As a matter of fact, if the old style is reported to be difficult now, it may be able to achieve good results.

Immediately, the corner of the ancient wind's mouth slightly tilted up, quickly took a palm, this palm looks, in fact, there is no strange place.

But the left hand of the ancient style, quietly, is holding into a claw shape, a bloody force, is rapidly gathering.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Chen Fengming suddenly felt a strong anti shock force. In a hurry, he could not resist it, and was shocked to retreat a few steps.

For a moment, Chen Fengming was also shocked. He didn't understand that the other party was clearly in the early stage of Lingzhong, but his strength was stronger than that of the friars in the middle stage of Lingzhong. But what Chen Fengming didn't know was that the power of ancient wind was not much different from that of the middle stage of Lingzhong. In addition, with the blessing of Chunyuan palm, it was reasonable for ancient wind to repel him intentionally.

"A hundred ruins, a thousand claws!"

The corner of ancient wind's mouth is slightly tilted, and his left hand is directly waved. Suddenly, the five bloody claw prints, with powerful power, directly grasp Chen Fengming's chest.

Chen Fengming was shocked to see that the ancient style still had a back hand. However, he still did not care how, a direct blow out, this blow, overbearing incomparable!

"Boom!" Five bloodstains with the breath of destruction, under that blow, turned directly into powder and disappeared into invisibility. From this, we can see how powerful Chen Fengming is.

"Burst into flames!"

When Chen Fengming resisted, the ancient style's burst of fire can also be said to be at hand, he did not hesitate to hit a punch, immediately the hot breath, also directly hit Chen Fengming in the past.

Chen Fengming has just broken one of his old martial arts skills. I can't imagine that now he is chasing after the winner and playing another martial arts skill. The speed and efficiency are too fast.

But at the moment, Chen Fengming did not have the time to be surprised. He immediately hit again.

"Boom!" The powerful explosive force shocked Chen Fengming to retreat a few steps again.

The corners of the mouths of the disciples who were watching could not help twitching. The changes in front of them were really hard for them to accept for a while. How powerful is Chen Fengming, and how can he be forced to retreat by a little-known boy in the early stage of Lingzhong?

At the same time, Chen Fengming's heart is also shocked, he is really a little difficult to understand, what is this.

Chen Fengming snorted and immediately suppressed the boiling blood in his body. At the same time, he frowned slightly and looked at the ancient style with dignity.

"What a strong strength. If it's really like what you said, I'm at a loss." Chen Fengming said with a sneer.

Of course, now Gufeng shows his strength, which makes him a little excited. It seems that this ancient style didn't come to study. He may really have such strength.

Although, in Chen Fengming's subconscious mind, it is impossible. Is it possible for the early spirit species to compete with the later spirit species?

Just now, it's just a little fight. It's nothing at all.

Gu Feng just smiles and doesn't say much. As for the battle just now, he was just a little trial to Chen Fengming.

This man's fighting experience is indeed very rich. Although his situation didn't look very good just now, he resisted his own attack, which is not easy to say.

Most importantly, Chen Fengming was not injured just now. Everything is in his control.

When people see this, they can't help but feel strange. At the same time, they are also slightly curious about the strength of ancient style.