Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

Chapter Thirteen: Like a God and a Devil

"Is this guy crazy? He actually dares to take a shot at Zou Ping?".

"Zhou Ping must have been careless just now, and was attacked by that kid."

"Wu Ping is probably going to be mad? It's a shame to be stepped on by a new disciple."

Many inner disciples were talking about it, obviously not many people thought that Lin Feng defeated Xueping because of Lin Feng's strength.

That kid is really fast! But fast speed does not mean strong strength! It was because of the sudden sneak attack that Zuoping was plotted against!

Basically, those inner disciples thought so, they all looked at everything that happened in front of them with a good show expression.

"Ok, hit, hit, hit well". Tanaka Road clenched his fists and screamed excitedly.

He now admires his brother Lin Feng more and more.

This kind of arrogant and domineering aura that suppresses everything is not something that everyone can have.

Just imagine, if it were replaced by other new inner sect disciples and encountered such a situation today, it is estimated that they would be humiliated and leave?

But what about his brother Lin Feng? No matter if you are a veteran inner disciple, I will still repair you.

"Boy, if you dare to humiliate Lao Tzu like this, if you have the ability, let go of Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu can crush you to death with one hand." Wrinkle flat roared resentment.

He looked at Lin Feng with a deadly killing intent.

Because Zou Ping knew that no matter what the result was today, he had lost all face.

It is conceivable that soon there will be news in the inner sect that Xueping was punched to the ground by a new disciple who entered the inner sect and then stepped on by the new disciple.

At that time, he will inevitably become the laughing stock of the sect.

"Oh? Can you crush me with one hand? Well, I'll give you this chance." Lin Feng sneered, and kicked the wrinkle flat with a kick that flew more than ten meters away.

Wrinkle Ping roared, got up from the ground, and twisted around his face.

"Isn't that kid stupid? He actually let go of Zheping. Although this guy is not a very powerful character, he is also in the ninth heaven of the king of martial arts. That kid just entered the inner door, do you think he can defeat Zheping?".

"Yeah, just wait and see and you'll know, that kid will probably regret it later."

"I seem to have seen the scene where the kid was wrinkled and flattened and his limbs were broken."

Many of the inner disciples who were onlookers were talking about it, and they looked at Lin Feng with pity. In their opinion, offending the wrinkled Lin Feng would definitely have no good end.

"Boy, I'll let you know how miserable it is to offend me."

There was murderous intent on his wrinkled face.

"Break his dogleg". Zuping's other two male companions also called out.

The coquettish female disciple Chu Nan said with a sneer, "I have to make this kid kneel on the ground and kowtow to apologize."

Naturally, Chu Nan and the others also thought that Wrinkle Ping would easily clean up Lin Feng, which was not difficult at all.

boom!

Wu Ping shot, quickly swept towards Lin Feng, and punched Lin Feng with a punch.

This wrinkled Ping displayed a trick called "The Crazy Dragon Fist of Ten Thousand Beasts", which was a secret technique handed down from ancient times.

It is also a sect benefit for the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Lin Feng also got this Myriad Beast Crazy Dragon Fist when he first joined the inner door.

It's just that Lin Feng didn't practice.

This Myriad Beast Crazy Dragon Fist is still quite powerful. With one punch, an aura like destroying the sky and the earth surged out, sweeping the world and rushing towards Lin Feng. That kind of power is really impressive. A little shocked.

I saw that the phantom of a fierce beast was condensed vaguely behind Wuping, and the fierce beast was roaring and roaring.

Looking at the appearance of the fierce beast, it looks like a dragon, but it also looks like a dragon.

"Like a dragon like a dragon... Good guy, this wrinkled Ping has cultivated the Wild Dragon Fist of Myriad Beasts to the realm of mastery."

A sound of exclamation came out.

This Ten Thousand Beast Crazy Dragon Fist will be very terrifying after being cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

It is said that a single punch can easily kill a beast at the level of a mountain overlord.

"That kid won't be beaten to death by Zheping?".

Many disciples exclaimed.

In the eyes of these people, Lin Feng could not resist Zheping's Ten Thousand Beast Crazy Dragon Fist no matter what.

And Chu Nan and the others all sneered and looked at Lin Feng again and again.

They seemed to have seen the scene where Lin Feng was beaten to death by Wu Ping.

The mad dragon fist of all beasts, banging and killing.

It was about to be killed on Lin Feng's body.

At this moment, everyone saw Lin Feng move.

He just took a step to the left.

Shuping's amazingly powerful Ten Thousand Beast Crazy Dragon Fist actually hit the air directly.

"No way?".

"That kid is so lucky?".

Many people have a ghostly expression.

No one thought it would be like this.

Lin Feng actually avoided the wrinkled Ten Thousand Beast Crazy Dragon Fist.

And the pupils of the wrinkled Ping contracted violently. He wanted to step back quickly, but the next moment, the wrinkled flat felt a terrifying force slammed into his abdomen.

Severe pain swept through the body.

Wrinkled Ping was directly smashed by Lin Feng with a punch and flew dozens of meters away.

Thump!

Wrinkled flat on the ground.

Wow…

A mouthful of blood spurted out, wrinkled and pale as paper.

"Demon Spirit".

Wrinkle Ping endured the severe pain and roared, black mist surged out from his dantian, and in the black mist, a demon manifested.

"Zhou Ping was completely irritated, and even his martial spirit was displayed."

"What a terrifying demon spirit, the end of Shuping's anger is very miserable."

Many people's eyes are fixed on Lin Feng and Zhuangping.

Many people think that this battle should be over. Just now, Lin Feng managed to escape the Wrinkled Wild Dragon Fist and gave Zouping a punch, but luck would not always be with him. Dragon Fist is when Lin Feng's luck runs out, and it's time for the end of this battle.

But at this time, everyone saw that Lin Feng took a step forward, and a terrifying momentum surged out of Lin Feng's body.

That momentum directly enveloped Wrinkle Ping.

Wu Ping, who had used the demon spirit to attack Lin Feng, was struck by lightning, and the demon spirit was immediately scattered. He was suppressed by the momentum, and with a thud, he knelt directly on the ground.

"What a terrible momentum."

"The wrinkled flat kick hit the iron plate."

"It's too strong, that kid is afraid that he has hidden his cultivation, it is very likely that he is a tenth-level existence in the realm of Martial King."

Seeing Xue Ping kneeling on the ground under the pressure of Lin Feng's body, many people exclaimed. Only at this time did they realize that they had just made a big mistake. Lin Feng defeated Xia Ping twice in a row. It was not luck at all, but strength. too powerful.

The man in front of him was like a god and a devil, and many people looked at Lin Feng in shock.

"I ask you, can you be convinced?".

Lin Feng's icy eyes looked at Wrinkle Ping, who was kneeling on the ground.

Looking at Lin Feng's eyes, Zhuangping felt that his soul was trembling, and his heart was full of horror, what kind of terrifying existence did he provoked?

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