Chapter 1150

It's really worth it today. The rare experts in ordinary times come one after another, and even the legendary practitioners appear in groups.

"Only the weak need to hold together. You... Don't understand! " Lin Feng didn't care about the tunnel.

A second-class friar of Yuntian society laughed angrily. He also agreed to go out with the whole society after he heard that the other party had hurt the president Chu Yunzi with a trick.

You know, there are only 20 people in their branch. Almost all of them can come this time. Even Chu Yunzi was in the back of the line. At this time, looking at the young boy talking, I could not help feeling like an ignorant man blowing nonsense.

”Boy, it's Ji mengkun who killed you before he died“ Then, with one hand move, a pure blue flame appeared in his hand.

The blue fire looks very beautiful, but it has a terrible high temperature, which distorts the surrounding air. Ji mengkun is a real second-class monk, which is his most excellent magic, "liulihuo“

The flame immediately ejected out, directly pounced on Lin Feng's body. Ji mengkun showed a smile, watching the boy who didn't know the height of heaven and earth was burned to ashes by the terrible glass fire.

”Do you think I rely on my elder martial brother? Wrong, it's not that I rely on them, it's all this

Because of me“

In the voice, the blue flame attached to him, but Lin Feng was still standing there. Even a little damage has not been, but the blue flame is burning smaller and smaller.

The nine people inside saw the scene with their pupils shrinking. They saw a light golden curtain blocking the blue fireworks outside. Even the terrible high temperature seemed to be isolated. It doesn't seem to affect him. It's impossible. Ji mengkun is a master of techniques.

His glass fire is his most proud magic, this beautiful blue flame temperature as high as 3000 degrees, can instantly melt steel. Ignite any object in the world, just a mortal, how can you stand here.

At this moment, Lin Feng's clothes turned into ashes, revealing his inverted triangle muscles. But it's only limited to this. The muscles on his body wriggle, like the strong outline of steel.

He... Punched.

The blue flame was blown out, and a circle of brick and stone dust burst out at the position where Lin Feng was.

Ji mengkun didn't have time to respond, so he felt a huge force hitting him. His shield didn't even have a protective effect, and his fists went straight in and re printed on his chest.

Click!!

Boom!!

The ground suddenly swings a straight dust, Ji mengkun's whole person directly smashes into the crowd behind. There was a cry of crying and howling, and I didn't know how many people broke their tendons in a moment.

Ji mengkun's face is pale and he lies on the pile of people. Behind him are dozens of unlucky people. There are seven star gate martial arts experts, but also Jia's suit man.

At this moment, their so-called martial arts and skills became jokes. Just because in the back, stand in the wrong position, was flying out of the Companions to smash into a pile.

Blood startled to come down, scream loud, originally arrogant to thousands of people, a moment like encountered a natural enemy in general. Qi Qi stepped back, completely insecure.

The power of one blow is so terrible.

The rest of the eight looked as if they were dead mothers, although the array had no binding force on them. But Lin Feng's fist still knocked down their arrogance. It's a second-class monk. It's just like this.

Do you know how many second-class friars there are in the whole branch of Yuntian society, including the president, there are only four, but they can't stop this guy's blow.

According to the data, Lin Feng is still in high school, less than 20 years old. Is there any reason in the world? How many resources does a second level monk need to cultivate.

This guy, however, just beat him so easily. This is hitting them in the face. They are always worshipped like immortals. How can they suffer such a blow.

And those people at the scene were all silly. The immortal who just came on the stage was maimed by one blow. It was almost the same to see that he was immortal. This immortal is too easy to fight, but how fierce is this man's fist.

Just look at the pile of people behind you, NIMA. You can see that your hands and feet are bent and folded. It's so miserable. I don't know how many can be saved.

Lin Feng gently drew back his fist, and his body had expanded a big circle, half higher than ordinary people. It looks very exaggerated. The inverted triangle muscle of the chest makes the eyelids jump.

This is now his physical quality, after several times of improvement, has been superimposed to a terrible point. With his current cultivation of martial arts, once it breaks out, the kinetic energy will be more than 1000 tons.

It's impossible for a person who can bear the physical body. Even a person who cultivates the truth can't counteract the impact of this kind of power before he completely achieves the true spirit.

”Ah ah... "In an instant, the people of Yuntian society attacked Lin Feng who broke into their camp, all using their best moves. The whole air was twisting and shaking, and the ground was shaking slightly. This enemy is so terrible that it puts too much pressure on them. So that they all use their strongest power in a way of venting, just to eliminate the enemy and reduce the pressure brought by the impact. " Tianlun. Chop“ Lin Feng suddenly waves a light wheel, and his hand knife turns around like a silver plate. Boom!!! Around his body, far and near, the eight besieged had to stop attacking. Among them, two friars of the first level who were close to each other were directly cut open. And a little farther away, just injured, barely landing to stand firm. Touch again on the hand, a pool of blood, the vision is to frighten of have ground to look at Lin Feng. There is no spiritual power. But what is the most powerful Qi? It can break the shield on them. It just cuts the shield that can prevent bullets. The only second level monk left at the scene touched his waist and a faint blood line appeared on it. Just now he was attacking with a long-range spell, but when the light of the knife reached his body, he was still alert to use all his strength to defend. At this moment, it seems that he is the least injured. The others, it seems, are barely able to stand. And two of them were directly cut into several sections. Their hands and feet were separated from their bodies, which was worse than Ji mengkun. At the foot of Lin Feng's foot, he suddenly came to the second level monk.