Chapter 352

Chi!

Xue Heng rushed forward suddenly, bending the silver gun of the moon to pull out a line of fire on the platform, which was as powerful as a tiger.

"Lose!"

With a heavy drink, Xue Heng stepped on the platform.

Boom!

Xue Heng's steps were like giant elephants trampling on the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked. The silver gun in his hand was cut off in the air. The cold tip of the gun crossed a semicircle arc and pointed to Luofeng.

Luo Feng shakes his head. Xue Heng's accomplishments are much higher than Xue Lin's, but they are just the top accomplishments of Bazhong Prefecture. They are not his rivals at all.

With a free hand, Luo Feng punched out.

Boom!

Fierce vigorous Qi roars out, seemingly simple fist Gang, but makes the surrounding air tremble!

Xue Heng's attack pales in front of the gang. The whole platform seems to be only the shadow of the fist.

Boom!

The fist Gang collided with the gun tip, and the two forces squeezed violently. In the loud sound, they exploded with a bang, which made the water around them billow.

Hum!

Xue Heng's face was red, as if it were charcoal. The three fingers of the gun were thick. He could not bear the huge force of rolling, and suddenly bent.

"Hateful!"

Xue Heng's face changed a lot, and he tried to resist it with all his strength.

Zheng!

The silver gun bent to the limit and suddenly shot straight.

Bang!

"Ah!"

When the tail of the gun hit Xue Heng, he screamed. If the whole person was hit by lightning, the vigorous Qi of the body guard was smashed instantly, and then he was hit to fly in the air, falling into the water outside the platform in a parabola.

He climbs to the bank in a panic. Xue Heng looks at Luo Feng with dull eyes. It seems that he hasn't recovered from the defeat.

He can't believe that he can't even stop Luo Feng's fist like Xue blade!

"Another win!"

"Xue Heng is the top cultivation of Bazhong Prefecture. How could he lose so badly?"

There was a scream in the square. Many people were surprised.

Xue Heng will be defeated unexpectedly. What's more, he will be defeated by one punch, without any resistance.

Luo Feng looks indifferent when he defeats Xue Heng with one fist. It's strange that even Xue Heng can't be solved with one fist with his current strength.

"Who else?"

Luo Feng stands proudly and looks around the square.

The crowd inhaled slightly, looked at Luo Feng on the stage, and was smothered by the strong fighting in those eyes.

Many people think that Luo Feng's words to challenge everyone just now are farcical, but in the current situation, it seems that they are not.

In front of him, I really intend to defeat the young heroes here one by one!

On the other side, Yang Waner looks at Luo Feng, who is standing on the stage of martial arts competition. In her shocked eyes, she looks a little different.

"He really intends to do this..."

Next to Yang Dingtian, he smiled: "to defeat Xue Heng with one fist, Luo Feng's cultivation is at least half a step in Tianting! At his age, it is very rare for him to achieve this. Wan'er, your future husband, is a rare talent! "

Yang Wan'er turned away her ruddy mouth, and Mei Mou looked at Luo Feng, her eyes slightly confused. Luo Feng's strength surprised her.

"Boy, I'll fight you!"

With a roar, a figure several ups and downs, a young square face, standing on the opposite side of Luofeng.

"It's Zhao Ping from Tianming Lingfeng college! He is the top cultivation of the eight levels of prefecture. He can be promoted to the nine levels of Tianting within half a step! What's more, they are all metaphysical martial arts. Their strength is in the top ten of Tianming's leading universities! "

Someone recognized the young man with square face, and a burst of exclamation.

Those young heroes show their excitement and look forward to Zhao Ping.

"Boy, I heard that you are Liuyun leader's first new hero?"

Zhao Ping stood in place, hand in hand and stood, looking at Luo Feng proudly.

Luo Feng nodded: "not bad."

Zhao Ping licked his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He smiled: "I'm Zhao Ping from Tianming Lingfeng college. I've wanted to see the students of liuyunling college. How strong are they? Today is the day when they win!"

Luo Feng shook his head, looked calm and said lightly, "you are not my opponent."

Zhao flat color a stiff, the corner of the eye severely twitches two times, cold way: "you Liuyun lead students, the strength is not so much, mouth kungfu is first-class!"! Just won two invisible roles, and even dared to speak out! "

Luo Feng's eyes flashed and looked up at Zhao Ping. "What's my strength? Do you know if you try?"

Zhao Ping's cold eyes stared at Luo Feng, and his face was heavy. Luo Feng's calm and calm made him feel a little uneasy in the bottom of his heart.

"Good! Then I'll see how you, the cloud leader, are doing! "

Zhao Ping takes a deep breath and pushes his whole body to the limit. His clothes are hunting. The air around him seems to be boiling and twisting.

"Fire fist!"

The uneasiness in the bottom of his heart made Zhao Ping dare not be careless, and directly put out his strongest attack.

This fiery fist is a inferior martial art of Xuan level. It is as powerful as fire and has the potential to start a prairie fire. It can completely block the enemy's retreat. If the Ninth Heaven state is strong, the fist can burn the enemy's vigorous Qi.

Although Zhao Ping is not a strong person in Jiuchong Tianting, he has reached the edge of promotion. With the rapid fist wind, the air is slightly red with friction. It seems that he will burn at any time. There is a heat wave in the whole square.

This scene makes the eyes of all the people in the square slightly solidified.

Zhao Ping is indeed a master from Tianming college. The power of this fist is infinitely close to that of Jiuchong Tianting martial arts. It's very important!

Those young heroes are all staring at Luo Feng who is surrounded by boxing gang. They want to see Luo Feng's miserable ending when he is defeated.

Yang Wan'er's eyes are tense. I don't know if Luo Feng can block this fist.

Luo Feng stood at the same place, calm and calm, facing the fierce Zhao Ping, still a simple blow out.

"He doesn't need martial arts yet?"

"Do you want to win?"

Seeing this, people in the square were a little stunned and shocked.

A lot of people just react at the moment. Luo Feng just defeated Xue Ren and Xue Heng. They didn't use their martial arts!

Now facing Zhao Ping, I dare to do so.

"How dare you be arrogant! Get down! "

When Zhao Ping saw that Luo Feng didn't use martial arts, he became furious. His eyes seemed to burst out with fire. His fists turned into a hot storm, like a meteor in the sky. The heat wave formed a whirlwind and exploded.

"Zhao Ping, teach this arrogant boy a lesson!"

Feeling the power of Zhao Ping's move, many young fighters in the square applauded.

"Zhao Ping's fiery fist can form a fire cyclone, which has become a success."

"Well, the power of this fist is enough to threaten the early fighters in Jiuchong Tianting. If Luofeng doesn't use his martial arts, he will lose."

"It's better to have a lesson. Luofeng is too flamboyant. It's not good for later cultivation."

The head of power in the square, looking at Zhao Ping on the stage of the competition, turned to discuss.

On the competition stage, two figures are approaching rapidly, cutting through the air, forming two visible twisted traces..

Bang!

Luo Feng's simple fist hit Zhao Ping's fire whirlwind.

For a moment, the two seemed to be still, and then, the dull sound of explosions sounded one after another.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

The fragmented vigorous Qi shoots in all directions, and the whole competition platform becomes riddled with holes in the blink of an eye. The dazzling fire fills the whole competition platform, and the situation above can't be seen clearly.

"Who won?"

"I don't know. I didn't see how the two met. "

"Zhao Ping must have won. Don't you see the power of his last move?"

Many people in the square stood up from their positions, stretched their necks to look at a mess of Biwu platform, and wanted to see the situation above.

A moment later, the noise dispersed, and the disordered vitality of heaven and earth calmed down.

"How could it be!"

Seeing the scene on the competition platform, a voice of surprise swept the whole square. Many people were stunned and their mouths slightly opened.

On stage, Luo Feng looks calm and stands in place, unharmed!

While Zhao Ping was half kneeling in the front five steps of Luo Feng's body. He kept dripping blood in his mouth. His right arm shrugged and pulled. His face was pale and he was obviously seriously injured.

"Hiss Zhao Ping was defeated! "

"I can't believe that Zhao Ping's fiery fist was so powerful that he would be defeated."

"The most terrible thing is that Luofeng hasn't exerted his martial arts! How strong is he! "

"To defeat Zhao Ping so easily, I'm afraid he is already a master of Jiuchong Tianting realm!"

"Nine heavenly realms? At his age, it's unlikely. "

The scene on the stage of the competition made all the people widen their eyes and look inconceivable.

In the square, those famous young talents in the Jianghu also look at Luofeng one after another, including Tang Qi, the flying snow and cold sword.

"It's interesting to beat Zhao Heng with one fist."

Tang Qi looked at Luo Feng and nodded slightly, but the eyes were still cold as snow, and could not rise a little waves. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with him. Luofeng is really the cultivation of Jiuchong Tianting, and it can't pose any threat to him.

"It seems that my son-in-law has already accomplished the cultivation of Jiuchong spiritual circle. It seems that I saw Lu Xiaoyun three years ago. At that time, before Lu Xiaoyun entered the golden palace, he had already achieved the cultivation of jiuchonglingxuanjing. "

Yang Dingtian looks at Luo Feng on the competition platform, nods and smiles. He is more satisfied with his son-in-law.

"Lu Xiaoyun? He is now one of the top ten new dragons. Father, I know you like Luofeng, but don't praise him like that. "

Yang Wan'er left the red mouth and frowned.

Yang Dingtian shook his head: "I've seen countless talents in my life. Although my son-in-law's accomplishments are not top-notch, this determined mind is outstanding. His future achievements will never be under the clouds. "

Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes showed a trace of color. She saw her father praise others for the first time.

Looking at Luo Feng on the stage of competition, Yang Waner's smile was a little bitter. It was just to deal with her father, but it didn't come true. Her father was so satisfied with Luo Feng.

"What can I do..."

Yang Waner has no choice but to glance at the sunny sky.