"Uncle Luo, several younger martial brothers have been beaten to death by you. Now they don''t dare to accept Zhao Yu''s challenge. They have to attack him!"


    The young man in blue moved and stood in front of Zhao Yu.


    "Martial uncle, being a man is too much!"


    Meng Yun, a young man in a blue robe, blew out a move with cold eyes. Suddenly, his vitality rolled and his explosive strength tore up the space. The heaven and earth suddenly became extremely dark and terrible.


    Meng Yun''s move not only blocked Luo Zheng''s fist, but also tried his best to teach Luo Zheng a lesson.


    His vitality was like a pure black flame, which turned into a black flame poisonous dragon hundreds of feet long, and the black brilliance surged on the dragon''s body, which was shocking.


    In an instant, the black flame poisonous dragon rushed at Luo Zheng fiercely, the void shook violently, the spirit of heaven and earth suddenly pulled, and a large void maze was distorted and deformed.


    "Martial nephew Meng Yun, martial uncle, I told you to kneel down just now. Didn''t you hear me?"


    Luo Zheng smiled faintly, revealing neat teeth as white as porcelain.


    Boom!


    The next moment, Luo Zheng''s fist hit the head of the black flame poisonous dragon. Everyone heard only a loud noise, and then the mountain shook. The black flame poisonous dragon hundreds of feet long was smashed by Luo Zheng''s fist and collapsed in an instant!


    "Now you have to intervene in martial uncle''s affairs. The crime is even worse!"


    Luo Zheng, like a divine soldier, smashed the black flame poisonous dragon with one punch. His body shape instantly reached Meng Yun''s head and stepped down with one foot, "kneel down for me!"


    Bang!


    Meng Yun''s body hit the ground hard and was trampled on his head by Luo Zheng. It seemed that he was nailed to the ground by an Optimus pillar and couldn''t move at all.


    "It''s terrible. Martial uncle Luo Zheng exerts all physical strength. He hasn''t used any vitality. How can he have such terrible power!"


    "Elder martial brother Meng Yun is also Tianjiao within ten thousand in the potential list of Yuandan. He has no ability to fight back. Doesn''t this prove that uncle Luo''s ranking has no water!"


    Even several of the disciples were shocked and unconsciously used the word "martial uncle" in Luo Zheng''s call.


    Luo Zheng''s physical strength at this time is beyond anyone''s imagination.


    He has now become the fifth layer of Jiuyou refining demon body. The long time he has pressed the beast God tower on his shoulder is an extreme exercise for his flesh and strength, which has fully stimulated his potential.


    Now the beast God tower and xuandu are left in the treasure building of the black jade cold palace, which is equivalent to releasing some of his suppressed forces. Therefore, Luo Zheng''s physical strength has exceeded many times that he didn''t know before.


    For a strong man like Meng Yun, he doesn''t even need to use his strength.


    "Ah! Uncle Luo, I''m wrong. I don''t dare anymore. Please forgive me!"


    Meng Yun screamed repeatedly. He just felt that the weight on his head was becoming more and more terrible. It seemed that his head was about to burst. He couldn''t get up at all and screamed for mercy.


    "For your sake, I''ll forgive you, but you can avoid death and you can''t escape life."


    Luo Zheng smiled and locked Meng Yun''s air sea with a vitality, and then flew to the bottom of a stone mountain.


    In the Lianqi sect, in addition to ten thousand green mountains and giant peaks, there are also many mountains and peaks.


    "This stone is not bad."


    Luo Zheng looked up at the stone mountain in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. The stone mountain was formed by a huge stone.


    Suddenly, he moved and hit the hillside hard.


    With a roar, the stone mountain broke. When Luo Zheng flew to the bottom of the fallen upper half of the stone mountain, he carried it on his shoulder and flew directly.


    "Shoulder the mountain and carry the mountain!"


    The people opened their mouths and looked dull. It was hard to believe that Luo Zheng had such terrible power. This half of the stone mountain was at least nearly a thousand feet high, and its weight could not be estimated.


    "What is he doing?"


    Immediately, the crowd saw that Luo Zheng flew over Meng Yun with the stone mountain on his shoulder.


    Boom!


    Suddenly, as soon as Luo Zheng''s strength on his shoulder was relieved, Shishan directly pressed down on Meng Yun and only exposed his head.


    Luo Zhengfei went to the talc wall on one side of the stone mountain. His fingers painted falsely and left a line of big characters, "disrespect the elder, suppress him for one month, and commit the same crime if his sentence is not saved."


    Then, Luo Zheng left his name and date on the stone wall before flying back to Zhao Yu and said softly, "good nephew, do you want to challenge me? Take my fist and martial uncle will give you this opportunity."


    "No, no, martial uncle, I''m not challenging..."


    Zhao Yu almost burst into tears, and his lofty air disappeared. He waved his hand and said.


    "That''s not good. What if people say my martial uncle is afraid of you?"


    Luo Zheng couldn''t help saying. He grabbed the other party''s collar and hit it directly.


    Zhao Yu got a punch, his nose collapsed, and his face was bloody and miserable.


    Luo Zheng was satisfied and said with a grin: "martial nephew Zhao, you have passed the test. When you think of challenging me, come to martial uncle."


    Zhao Yu dared to answer. He didn''t even have time to deal with the injury on his face. He turned around and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.