Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The young man in white was sitting on a golden chair, and behind him was a coquettish woman who was helping the young man to massage. ?".

"Haha, it's comfortable, it's very comfortable, little sao, let the son feel refreshed."

The white-clothed son directly hugged the coquettish woman in his arms, and rubbed his right hand into the coquettish woman's clothes. The coquettish woman let out bursts of groans. Yin is extremely chaotic.

"In such a big wild jungle, you just arrest one person and disappoint this young master."

The young man in white said coldly while enjoying it.

The surrounding monks all turned pale and said quickly, "Young Master, it is because the Wilderness Jungle is so big that the monks who entered this place are very scattered. Now, we have arrested more than 100 people. This area is really It’s because we can’t find more monks, if we want to catch more people, we need to search for targets farther away.”

"This winged snake is extremely cunning. It has eaten more than 100 people, but has not caught him yet. Bind all these people and attract the winged snake. This time, we must successfully trap and kill the winged snake."

The white-robed boy's voice was cold.

"Forgive me, son, please forgive us." The bound monks cried out when they heard that they were about to become the bait for the winged snake.

"It's no use begging for mercy, you lowly people, that's all that's useful." The young man in white looked indifferent and murdered.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and grab that kid and tie them together." The boy in white said coldly.

"Yes, son."

A cultivator jumped out directly, came to Lin Feng, and grabbed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at the cultivator, who was one of the cultivators who brought him before. Lin Feng's face showed a sneer. On the monk's chest.

"what…".

The cultivator screamed, his body flew out more than 30 meters, and fell heavily on the ground. After a few convulsions, he must not be able to move. After careful sensing, there was no breath, and his internal organs were directly shattered by Lin Feng's punch. , died on the spot.

"Help Zhou to abuse and kill people, damn it."

The icy voice resounded in the forest in vain.

The whole forest is silent.

Everyone looked stunned.

Just now, the cultivator killed by Lin Feng was the Seventh Heavenly Warrior.

Lin Feng, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, blasted a cultivator from the seventh level of the martial artist into the air dozens of meters away? And bombed on the spot?

Shocking enough.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you have some strength." The young man didn't get angry when he saw his subordinates being killed, but smiled, he waved and shouted, "Give it to me, don't kill him directly. , catch the one alive, this young master will feed him to the Winged Snake later, let him feel what it is like to wait for the Winged Snake to devour him."

"kill".

Immediately, more than a dozen cultivators approached Lin Feng, each with extremely fast speed and fierce eyes.

Although Lin Feng showed extraordinary combat power, these people were not afraid.

One is that they are numerous.

The second is that these people thought that their companions just now were careless, and they were caught off guard by Lin Feng.

A dozen cultivators quickly attacked. At this time, Lin Feng moved. Instead of retreating, he advanced and charged towards the dozen cultivators.

"Little brother, run away, you are no match for these people at all."

"Little brother, run for your life, or you will die in the belly of a snake."

The monks who were tied up with five flowers shouted loudly.

Although they may soon be fed to winged snakes,

But they didn't want to see Lin Feng suffer like them.

Facing the siege of more than a dozen monks, Lin Feng was like a gust of wind, and his speed was extremely fast. He rushed into the crowd, dodging and moving in the crowd.

All kinds of weapons in the opponent's hands, such as knives, swords, etc., were all slashed towards Lin Feng, and all of them were easily avoided by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng avoided the attacks of these monks like a stroll in the crowd.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Then, loud slaps continued, and a famous cultivator flew out backwards.

In the crowd, Lin Feng slapped one person away.

Lin Feng's current strength has reached 12,800 catties, and the power of this slap on the face can be imagined how terrifying.

A famous cultivator was all pumped out, and his face was smashed by Lin Feng.

"what…".

These cultivators let out shrill screams and fell to the ground, howling happily. What's more, they were directly slapped to death by Lin Feng.

"Oh my God…".

"What did I see?".

"is this real?".

The bound monks cried out in disbelief.

These are all elite-level cultivators, and everyone's cultivation is above the seventh level of the warrior, and there are even a few strong warriors of the eighth level.

However, even under Lin Feng's hands, he couldn't support a single move.

The face of the white-clothed son also became gloomy. He said coldly, "Boy, you have killed so many of this son's subordinates. You deserve to die."

"Help Zhou to be an abuser, kill". Lin Feng said coldly.

"Insolent, kill him."

The boy in white ordered.

The only cultivator still standing was the cultivator who made Lin Feng feel dangerous before.

"Young master, rest assured, I will let this kid die without a place to die."

Zhang Kuang took the order, grinned, and swept towards Lin Feng.

"Crazy God Fist".

With a loud roar, Zhang Kuang unleashed a powerful boxing technique. As soon as the boxing technique came out, Zhang Kuang's body exuded a tyrannical aura that traversed the world and was invincible.

"Boy, if you die under my madness, you will be able to rest your eyes." Zhang Kuang's face was full of smirk.

This is a martial skill of the elementary level of the Xuan Rank, and its power is huge. After Zhang Kuang obtained this mad god fist technique, he has won hundreds of battles and never lost a single one.

"This person's strength has reached 25,600 catties, which is twice as strong as mine."

A dignified look appeared on Lin Feng's face.

However, Lin Feng did not flinch.

The young son gave Lin Feng the feeling that he was stronger than Zhang Kuang.

If he can't get rid of Zhang Kuang, he will surely die when the young son also takes action.

"Little brother, this person is the martial artist Jiuzhongtian cultivation base, you hurry up and run."

The monks who were tied up by the five flowers roared loudly and looked at Lin Feng very worriedly.

Lin Feng did not run, but faced insolence.

"Devouring Martial Soul"!

"The Taikoo Dragon Elephant Art"!

Lin Feng exploded the strongest blow in an instant.

Although Lin Feng's Devouring Martial Soul has no attack power, it has a powerful imprisoning power.

When Zhang Kuang killed Lin Feng, Lin Feng instantly displayed it to devour his martial soul.

A black hole flew out of his dantian, covering a one-meter radius of Lin Feng.

This is the limit that Lin Feng can release at this stage.

But this is enough, Zhang Kuang is shrouded in the swallowing black hole, his actions are greatly hindered, the speed is sharply reduced, and the strength is greatly weakened by Lin Feng's swallowing black hole.

Lin Feng let out a loud shout, and the Taikoo Dragon Elephant Art came into operation, and the tyrannical punch came instantly.

boom!

Lin Feng and Zhang Kuang smashed together fiercely, and the power of the dragon elephant broke out completely.

Click.

Zhang Kuang's arm was directly broken, and Lin Feng's full-blown punch was cast out and slammed into Zhang Kuang's chest.

Zhang Kuang's chest was collapsed by Lin Feng's punch, Zhang Kuang's whole body flew out, his body hit the rock wall, and then slid to the ground, coughing up blood, which was actually mixed with blood With his internal organs, he twitched violently for a few times, and died of anger. The powerful existence of the martial artist Jiuzhongtian was unexpectedly killed by Lin Feng with one punch.