Chapter 696

In the flash of the lightning stone, Weng Hai couldn't bear to turn his face slightly. At this moment, Weng Hai also felt a sense of regret. He shouldn't have ridiculed Luo Feng and let this guy take part in this action on the spur of the moment. After all, this is a living life, and he is the brother of Xuanyuan Pavilion.

Boom!

The same script, but different results.

The ghost figure directly flew out, in this moment, even a lot of people did not see how Luo Feng made his move. Including Weng Hai, Weng Hai's eyes widened a few minutes. After half a meeting, he wiped his eyes subconsciously and vigorously. There was no mistake. It was not Luo Feng who fell down.

"This How can it be. " Weng Hai rubbed yuan's eyes. "What happened?"

"Actually, I always wanted to tell you." The eastern cloud sky in one side secluded ground to open, "Luo Feng's strength, is not under me."

"What!"

Weng Hai was stunned again. He felt a burst of burning on his cheek.

As if by a slap, this face hit, is really painful.

However, at the same time, Weng Hai's heart is a bit of surprise, one more strong, more hope.

"Good! We'll join hands again. East, you and Luo Feng join hands to hold down the ghost slave. We may not be unable to win. " Weng Hai Zhensheng said.

"Have a look." Dongfang Yunxiao didn't mean to continue to make a move. He looked at the front with a smile, "don't look at these people just now. That's the devil. It's the devil who meets the king of hell. They're doomed today."

Kid meets hell!

Weng Hai and others did not fully understand the implied meaning of the sentence Oriental Yunxiao, or they did not think that the young man in front of them would be the legendary existence of Xuanyuan Pavilion, the first one in Xuanyuan list and the king of Yama.

Whoosh, whoosh.

At that time, it is seven or eight figures toward Luo Feng joint attack in the past.

Before the figure arrived, the smoke rolled up.

The poisonous breath fills the whole space, and in an instant it devours Luo Feng

This scene, let Weng Hai and other people's mind again can not help but tight, including the eastern cloud, at the moment also eyes suddenly widened, staring at the front, palms faintly exuded sweat.

Whew! Whew! Whew! Whew!

However, the black fog of Luo's shadow has been stabbed by a dagger.

Boom.

A deafening sound.

Eight figures stabbed at Luo Feng, and all of them were shaken out. The blood arrows of each other reflected each other in the air, shaking people's hearts.

At the moment when the eight figures fell to the ground, the black fog also gradually dispersed. The long and straight body was still calm and calm. He walked out slowly and shook his head toward the ghost slave. "The so-called ghost fire, you know to set off a smoke bomb that doesn't hurt or itch?"

As soon as the words fell, many people's faces changed.

No pain, no itch?

You know, just now, there are quite a few big forces of martial arts planted in these poisons, but for Luo Feng, this is just smoke that doesn't hurt or itch.

"That's great." Weng Hai looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help but take a cold breath. His eyes were even more incredible.

Xuanyuan Pavilion, when did such a talented warrior emerge.

Weng Hai thinks carefully, the first person on the talent list is far less powerful than Luo Feng.

Is this guy hiding too much?

After the silence, there was also a burst of uproar.

"Not afraid of poisonous fog." The ghost slave's voice was obviously unexpected. His eyes were fixed on Luo Feng. After half a meeting, he did not say a word. His figure suddenly flashed into a black shadow, which was like electricity. He went straight to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the crown above the ghost slave's head.

That bead made Luo Feng feel excited. However, Luo Feng suppressed him. After all, his temporary identity is Yanhuang Xuanyuan Pavilion, which can never be seen that he is interested in the crown.

To be exact, it is the bead inlaid in the crown.

Luo Feng has been 100% sure that this is the third mysterious pearl. Inside, there is the third layer of ziqidonglai magic, and even more magical things.

The first two layers of ziqidonglai, Luofeng has gained too much benefit.

The third and the fourth layer of this, Luo Feng naturally incomparable expectations.

In the twinkling of an eye, the ghost slave's attack is close at hand.

The fierce palm wind is permeated with a faint smell of corrosion.

It's cold.

"Well?" Luo Feng's figure gently dodges, "rotten corpse palm? It seems that the celestial corpse is also involved in the "ghost fire."

Luo Feng's voice was not light or heavy, but it fell into the ghost slave's ears. For a moment, the ghost slave's heart was shocked.

Sky corpse!

How does this guy know the corpse.

The celestial corpse in Luo Feng's mouth is also a figure on the world star killing list, ranking seventh in the world star killing list.Palm Qi is like a rotten corpse.

This is the characteristic of celestial corpses.

GUI Nu's palm wind is passed down from Tianshi. He is one of the five disciples of Tianshi.

Unexpectedly, this son in front of me broke the rotten corpse palm.

In this flash of the lightning stone, the ghost slave has an impulse to turn around and run away.

The one who can recognize his master's unique skill of celestial corpse is absolutely not an ordinary person.

However, once the two sides fight, Luo Feng will not give the ghost slaves the chance to escape.

There is no way to escape when the imp meets the yama.

Almost only in a face-to-face, the crown on the head of the ghost slave had fallen into the hands of Luo Feng.

"Die for me." The ghost slave roared desperately and roared with all his strength.

He's already in a desperate fight!

Luo Feng gave him too much pressure.

Bang bang!

Luo Feng picked up the crown with one hand and the other with one hand.

Boom!

In an instant, the ghost slave felt as if there was a torrent of force pouring into his body. In a flash, he dissolved the power of his rotten corpse palm into nothingness, and the terrible power directly attacked the Yellow Dragon and impacted his internal organs.

Wow, a mouthful of blood flew out.

The body of the ghost slave was beaten to the ground.

"Too weak." Luo Feng shook his head and sighed.

After the first World War, Luo Feng's vision was really high. In people's eyes, the ghost slave who was extremely powerful was just a small role for Luo Feng. Luo Feng was defeated without any effort.

This kind of role simply can't mention Luo Feng's heart of war.

Too weak!

There was a deathly silence all around.

Such a terrible existence of Temo has been judged as "too weak".

But no one can refute, ghost slave was defeated by one move, dying, this is not too weak, what is it?

All eyes are focused on Luo Feng, holding his breath.

Luo Feng slowly raised the crown in his hand and looked around, "now, who else wants this crown?"

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