Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 696

In the flash of lightning, Weng Hai turned his face a little bit unbearable. At this moment, Weng Hai also felt regret. He shouldn't mock Luo Feng and let this guy participate in this action on impulse. , After all, this was a fresh life, a brother of Xuanyuan Pavilion.

boom!

The same script, but different results.

The ghost figure flew out directly. At this moment, many people didn't even see how Luo Feng made the move. Including Weng Hai, Weng Hai's eyes widened for a while, and for a while, he subconsciously wiped his own eyes. It was correct. It was not Luo Feng that fell.

"This...how is it possible." Weng Hai rubbed Yuan's eyes, "What happened?"

"Actually, I always wanted to tell you." Dongfang Yunxiao said quietly from the side, "Luo Feng's strength is not below me."

"what!"

Weng Hai was stunned again, and for a while, he felt a burst of fire on his cheeks.

As if being slapped over with a slap, this face was really painful.

However, at the same time, Weng Hai had some surprises in his heart. One more powerhouse, one more hope.

"Okay! Let's join forces again, Dongfang, you and Luo Feng join forces to contain the ghost slave, we may not be unable to win." Weng Hai said vigorously.

"Let's take a look." Dongfang Yunxiao didn't mean to continue to make a move. He looked ahead with a smirk, "Don't look at these people just now. They are so fierce and evil. It is a little devil and difficult to deal with. Now, it is the little devil who meets the king, and they planted today. deal."

The kid meets Hades!

Weng Hai and others did not fully understand what Dongfang Yunxiao's words alluded to, or they would never have thought that the young man in front of them would be the legendary existence of Xuanyuan Pavilion, the top of Xuanyuan's list, King Yama.

Whoosh whoosh.

Said it was too late, and then it was fast, and another seven or eight figures marched towards Luo Fenghe.

Before the figure arrived, the smoke was rolling.

The highly poisonous aura filled the entire space, swallowing Luo Feng...

This scene caused the hearts of Weng Hai and others to be strained again, including Dongfang Yunxiao. At this moment, their eyes suddenly widened, staring at the front, the palms of their hands were faintly oozing sweat.

call out! call out! call out! call out!

Luo Feng's figure was already shrouded in the black mist, and he pierced the black mist with a sharp dagger and pierced straight away.

Boom.

There was a deafening noise.

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

At the moment when the eight figures fell to the ground, the black mist gradually dissipated. The slender and straight body was still calm, walked out slowly, and shook his head towards the ghost slave, "The so-called ghost fire, you know Put a smoke bomb that doesn't hurt or itchy?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of many people around could not help but change.

Does it hurt or itchy?

You know, just now, some warriors from the major forces were planted under these highly poisonous, but for Luo Feng, this was just a painless smoke.

"It's amazing." Weng Hai looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help taking a breath, his eyes were even more incredible.

Xuanyuan Pavilion, when did such an outstanding martial artist come out?

Weng Hai thought about it, the first person on the genius list was far inferior to Luo Feng.

Is this guy hiding too deeply?

After the silence, everyone present was in an uproar.

"I'm not afraid of poisonous mist." Guinu's voice was obviously surprised. He stared at Luo Feng for a while, without saying a word, his figure suddenly flashed, turning into a black shadow, suddenly like electricity, moving towards Luo Feng. Take it straight.

Luo Feng's gaze fell on the crown worn by Gui Nu's head.

That bead made Luo Feng excited. However, Luo Feng forcibly suppressed it. After all, the identity he temporarily represented was Yanhuang Xuanyuan Pavilion, but it was absolutely impossible for people to tell that he was interested in the crown.

To be precise, it was the bead inlaid on the crown.

Luo Feng was already 100% sure that this was the third mysterious bead. Inside, there was the third layer of the Purple Qi Donglai Divine Art, and even more magical things.

Luo Feng has already gained a lot of benefits in the first two layers of the Purple Qi.

The marrow knows the taste, this third and fourth layer, Luo Feng naturally looks forward to it.

In a blink of an eye, Guinu's attack was close at hand.

The sharp palm wind permeated a faint corrosive atmosphere.

The chill is pressing.

"Huh?" Luo Feng's figure evaded lightly, "Carrion Palm? It seems that the sky corpse guy has also joined the [Ghost Fire]."

Luo Feng's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it fell in Gui Nu's ears. At this moment, Gui Nu's heart was shocked.

Corpse!

How could this guy know the corpse.

The corpse in Luo Feng's mouth is also a figure on the world's killer star list, ranking seventh in the world's killer star list.

The palm is like a carrion.

This is the characteristic of the corpse.

Guinu's palm wind is from the sky corpse, he is one of the five major disciples of the sky corpse.

Unexpectedly, he was smashed into the palm of a corpse in front of him.

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

It is definitely not an ordinary person who can recognize the stunt of his master's corpse.

However, once the two sides fought against each other, how could Luo Feng give the ghost slave a chance to escape again.

When the little devil meets Hades, there is no way to escape.

Almost just in a meeting, the crown on the top of Gui Nu's head had fallen into Luo Feng's hands.

"Die to me." Gui Nu yelled desperately, and yelled hard, exhausting all his strength.

He is already doing a desperate fight!

Luo Feng's pressure on him was too great.

Bang bang bang!

Luo Feng picked up the crown in one hand, and fisted Hung Guinu with one palm in the other.

boom!

In an instant, the ghost slave seemed to feel a torrent of power pouring into his body, instantly dissolving the power of his carrion palm into nothingness, and that terrifying force hit Huanglong and impacted his internal organs.

Wow, blood spurted out.

Gui Nu's body was knocked into the air and fell to the ground severely.

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

After the battle between Zhujianfeng and the Sanjiao Peak, Luo Feng's vision is indeed higher. In the eyes of everyone, the ghost slave, who is terribly powerful, is just a small role for Luo Feng. Luo Feng's gesture , To defeat it with no effort at all.

This kind of role can hardly bring up the slightest fighting spirit in Luo Feng's heart.

too weak!

There was deathly silence all around.

Such a terrifying existence has actually received a "too weak" evaluation.

But no one can refute it. The ghost slave was frustrated by one move and was dying. Isn't this too weak?

All eyes were 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?"