Chapter 1850

Not only Wang Zhuo, but the people around the battle platform showed a look of surprise. Lin Feng looked ordinary, but his way of defeating the black prison was really unusual. He used the similar means of the black prison to imprison the black prison itself, and then used the same method as the black prison to blow out his fist.

There is no doubt about the power of the black prison. It can be seen that the law power he is best at is the law of the earth. His figure seems to be born from the law. The people on the stage just now could not bear the power of his fist. However, at this moment, Lin Feng drove the black prison back, and retreated to the edge of the battle platform.

Even the black prison himself raised his head and looked at Lin Feng. He was puzzled. How could he have the same magical power as himself? The black prison was created by himself based on a kind of supernatural power and customized according to his own law. Why is Lin Feng's supernatural power so similar to him? What's more, Lin Feng's power is stronger than him. Only he knows that it's pure power 。

"Are you good at death, the earth, and the laws of space?" The black prison stares at Lin Feng. Even if he stares, his eyes are still very small, because there are meat balls beside his eyes.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded slightly, and the three law forces were released at the same time. Suddenly, the black prison's eyes widened a little, and then said, "what magic power did you use just now?"

"I don't know." Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I learned from you just now."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the black prison's eyes finally widened. Then he turned around and stepped off the stage. His magical means were used to deal with himself so quickly, and his strength was not as good as that of the other side. There was nothing to fight against. Although the black prison seemed clumsy, he could cultivate to his level, of course, he would not be really stupid. He could feel Lin Feng's strength, so he began to learn from him He's off the stage.

"You're not always right." Qin Yao looked at Wang Zhuo beside him and said with a smile that made Wang Zhuo stupefied for a moment. Then he said with a bitter smile: "I often make mistakes. There are many capable people in the imperial city of Song Dynasty. I didn't expect that besides the black prison, there was a hero who could defeat the black prison. His fighting power should be in the middle of the Ming emperor."

"I'm just curious. Did he really learn from the black prison?" There is a strange color on the white face of the black rope commander. If Lin Feng doesn't lie, the man's understanding will be a bit terrible. He can directly observe other people's magical means and turn them into his own, and show them directly in actual combat.

In his eyes, he looked at the white Pavilion and said, "if you can see a white fan in his hand, you can see a white fan."

"This person draws up the attack means of the black prison, and by virtue of his strength, he will be able to win a hundred battles." In another ancient pavilion, a man in linen clothes laughs casually. His clothes are not only simple, but even poor. However, no one dares to despise him. There are not many people who don't know about the name of master Ma Yi. In the realm of Emperor Ming, there are not many people who don't know. His magical power is unpredictable. He kills people like walking in idle court.

"It's not always true. When we get to the back, there will naturally be strong opponents. I heard that the master of six prisons will also come to fight today. If he also steps on that platform, I'm afraid the winning streak will be terminated. Besides, it's still unknown whether he dares to fight a hundred games in a row." The young man with a feather fan said with a smile.

"Six prison childe?" People in the surrounding ancient pavilions were shocked when they heard the name. One of them said, "if this person comes, it's quite interesting. Maybe he can compete with us."

All the people who can win a hundred battles are extraordinary people.

"They seem confident." The commander of black rope took a look at the old pavilions below and said with a smile.

"If a person can win 100 consecutive victories on a strong platform, he has the capital of self-confidence." Wang Zhuo responded with a smile. His voice was as confident as before. Even if he guessed wrong, every sentence from his mouth seemed to have a conclusion.

Of course, commander black rope can feel Wang Zhuo's self-confidence. However, as Wang Zhuo said, when a person achieves a hundred consecutive victories, he has confidence capital. Wang Zhuo, it is said, won 100 games in a row and defeated several famous figures on the stage at that time. According to Wang Zhuo's own words, he has more confident capital, after all, He also has the blood of the Song Emperor.

The black prison and Lin Feng have fought, so he can feel the strength of Lin Feng, but not necessarily others will think that they are inferior to Lin Feng. Therefore, some people have stepped on the platform where Lin Feng is. However, they find that Lin Feng's victory over the black prison is not accidental. His strength is very strong. Every time he steps on the platform, he simply knocks down the platform with his strength When Feng won ten consecutive victories, he seemed very relaxed.

"Ten wins in a row, this man is powerful, but I don't know how other means are, and whether his prison magic power is as skillful as the black prison." They thought to themselves that there was a figure like a wild goose flying in the air and stepping on the battle platform. His body was suspended in the air and the rules were diffuse. His golden eyes were staring at Lin Feng with a strong spirit.

"Hum!" Suddenly, his figure disappeared. Lin Feng only felt a strong spirit, as if there was a huge and terrible Eagle smashing at him. The shadow of Lin Feng's fist blew out like the wind, which was still the simple one. However, the speed of the other side was extremely terrible. The wind swept by, and the power of the law of wind was diffused. Lin Feng only saw a remnant of his strength Some people have already seen that it is very strong. Naturally, this person will not collide with him with strength."Prisoner!" However, when Feng Lin's eyes meet, it seems that his eyes are full of emptiness Also unable to move away, then the force of terror thundered on his body, and the spirit of the eagle seemed to be shattered.

"It seems that his prison tactics are not as skillful as those in the black prison, but they are enough for him to attack his opponent." Wang Zhuo opened his mouth again. His calm voice seemed to have been convincing.

Of course, people also found that Lin Feng's strength is unusual. At least, he must be able to defeat those who can be defeated by the black prison. When Lin Feng won 60 consecutive victories, people on the stage began to be less frequent. Lin Feng stood quietly on the platform, as if there was no consumption at all.

For him, it seemed easy to win 60 games in a row.

On the other platform, Zhang Heng was not so relaxed. At the moment, Zhang Heng, who had only won 40 games, was slightly up and down.

At this time, several figures appeared on the stage, four figures, two in front and two behind, as if they were followers.

In front of the two, a middle-aged, a girl, black rope hell commander's skin has been quite white, and now the arrival of the middle-aged is even whiter, like snow, a man so white, give a sick illusion, but can be in that position, no one dares to say that he is sick.

Only that girl seems to inherit the white skin of middle age, but for the beautiful girl, she has skin like snow, which is much better than men.

"Green lotus commander!" Wang Zhuo stood up. After seeing the man, he called out politely. Then he nodded to the girl beside the commander of Qinglian. He looked away from her for a moment. Wang Zhuo knew that for an unfamiliar woman, if you look at her more, she will think you are not worthy. If you don't look at her, she will be angry again. Therefore, the best way is to click Stop.

"Qinglian, you are free to come here." Commander black rope sat there and said with a smile to commander Qinglian. The commander of Qinglian is also a leader of hell. He controls Qinglian hell, and he belongs to Song Emperor of ten halls of hell.

"I heard there was a lot of fun today, so I came." Green lotus commander smiles and sits down: "Qin Yao niece also came, it seems that I came at the right time."

"Since we are here, let's watch it together." With a calm smile, the black rope commander pointed to one of the battle platforms, which Lin Feng was in. He said, "this son is powerful and no one can defeat him. Now he has won 62 consecutive victories. He has not had a rest for a moment, and he has no intention of going down to the battle platform. Qinglian, do you think this son can win 100 victories?"

"I'll have a look first." Commander Qinglian didn't respond immediately, but watched several battles of Lin Feng, and won 65 consecutive victories.

"There's no problem with a hundred victories." Qinglian looks back at the black rope leading the way.

"If not?" The black rope commander showed a sharp color in his eyes and led the way to Qinglian.

Commander Qinglian looks at Qin Yao next to black rope commander. He can't understand the meaning of the other party. In fact, black rope commander also believes that Lin Feng can win a hundred victories. However, he answers yes, black rope commander wants to make Lin Feng unable. Therefore, no matter how he answers, it seems that he is wrong.

"If you don't have one from Qin Yao." Qinglian commander calmly said with a smile, "but if he wins 100 victories?"

"Green lotus!" Black rope commander's eyes showed a ray of light, since the green lotus commander to a green lotus for the price, he certainly can't be stingy.

"I give a Hellfire to my niece The black rope commander said with a smile.

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