The blow that came from the blatant bombardment was about to kill Lin Feng. At this time, Lin Feng moved one step to the left.
This punch directly failed.
"How can you avoid my punch?".
Qin Zheng''s eyes widened. He felt bad and wanted to get out and retreat, but it was too late.
Lin Feng had already shot and hit Qin Zheng in the stomach.
There was a loud, dull bang.
Everyone saw that the monk of Wanxian cult named Qin Zheng was like being hit by a huge mountain, and the whole person was blown out.
Click, click
Qin Zheng didn''t know how many bones were broken. He flew backwards for hundreds of meters and fell to the ground motionless. He didn''t know whether to live or die.
Silence
The whole mountain forest was silent.
Although Qin Zheng is not a top expert, after all, he is also the cultivation of wuchongtian in the realm of the king of Wu. It''s incredible that he was blown out for hundreds of meters by a monk in the triple heaven of the realm of the king of Wu?
"Leapfrog challenge, this guy is not simple!"
Many people immediately began to talk.
Every friar who can challenge beyond his level has amazing combat power, which is enough to be valued in any sect.
After a brief surprise, many people suddenly raised their eyebrows.
Because, although Lin Feng leapfrog challenge defeated Qin Zheng.
But Lin Feng is only the cultivation of the triple heaven in the realm of King Wu.
What if you can defeat Qin Zheng?
There are so many experts in Wanxian sect.
King Wu''s realm has five heavens, which is only the lowest cultivation.
…
"Is this rubbish coming out to disgrace?". Lin Feng sneered and said, walking towards Zuo Haoyang step by step, "humiliate my fellow disciples, I accept your life today"!
Hearing Lin Feng''s cold voice, many people felt cool on their backs.
But there are also sneers.
The cultivation of triple heaven in the realm of King Wu also dares to say that taking Zuo Haoyang''s life is a great lie in the world.
Seeing Qin Zheng being shot away, Zuo Haoyang''s face had become extremely gloomy.
He waved and said, "solve the boy.".
In Zuo Haoyang''s opinion, killing Lin Feng is not a difficult thing. The law of the jungle is the survival law in the secret place of thunder knife. They have killed many monks, either to kill and win treasure, or because of some conflicts.
As for Lin Feng?
It''s just a small role and can''t turn out any waves.
"Whoosh...".
Zuo Haoyang''s voice fell, and even if there were five or six monks of Wanxian cult plundering towards Lin Feng, they looked cold.
"Wanxian cult should take it seriously. It will almost die if it is besieged by so many experts"!
Many people look at Lin Feng with pity.
If you offend Wanxian cult, you will die.
Boom!
At this time, a terrible breath surged out of Lin Feng''s body. The powerful breath shook out and killed several ten thousand immortal monks who were attacking Lin Feng like lightning.
Flutter, flutter
Everyone saw the monks kneeling on the ground one by one.
"Ah".
They yelled and wanted to get up, but the more they struggled, the greater the pressure they were under.
Poof poof!
One by one, they vomited blood shocked by the powerful momentum.
Everyone was dumbfounded at this scene.
What the hell is going on?
"What a powerful momentum, that guy is definitely not just the strength of the triple heaven of the king of Wu realm, but he is afraid to hide his accomplishments.".
Someone exclaimed.
The rest of the people also came back and looked at Lin Feng with shocked eyes.
Such a powerful momentum should have risen to the level of "potential"?
It is said that it is more difficult to condense "potential" than "spirit" in the realm of King Wu.
Spirit depends on talent.
Potential, not only have talent, but also experience some characteristic opportunities, can be condensed.
…
"Give it to me!"
Zuo Haoyang''s face was extremely gloomy. He waved and shouted coldly.
More than a dozen other monks, including the five strong ones in the realm of King Wu and jiuchongtian, also robbed Lin Feng, one by one.
"Boom, boom...".
A dozen strong players shot together.
"Even the five strong men in jiuchongtian, the realm of King Wu, fought together. Even if the boy has gathered ''potential'', I''m afraid he can''t resist the siege of so many experts?".
"Yes, it''s hard to defeat four hands with two fists, not to mention the attack of more than a dozen strong men.".
Many people talked in low voices.
Obviously, everyone is not optimistic about Lin Feng.
However, soon they knew how wrong they were. In Lin Feng''s body, a more violent "potential" broke out.
This time, the "potential" suddenly increased more than ten times.
powerful! It''s too powerful!
…
Bang
A monk of ten thousand immortals cult was shocked and flew out.
Even the five strong men in the nine heaven realm of the king of Wu could not bear it. If they were struck by lightning, their bodies flew out.
Click, click.
The sound of bone fracture came from the body. I don''t know how many bones were broken.
"Boy, die! Feixian fist"!
When the cold cry sounded, the monk around Zuo Haoyang, who was called Yan Zhen, did not understand the "spirit" and "potential", but after all, it was the ten Heaven of the king''s realm, and his accomplishments were not trivial.
He came out with one blow, which was condensed by endless immortal light.
Yan Zhen instantly killed Lin Feng and hit him hard.
"Roll".
Lin Feng roared and punched away.
The sound of a loud bang came out, and everyone saw that Yan Zhen was hit and flew out by Lin Feng. His arm was directly broken. The whole person flew out of control, fell to the ground and screamed bitterly with his broken arm.
"Oh, my God, the cultivation of King Wu''s realm of ten Heaven can''t even catch a move. The people of Wanxian cult kicked the iron plate today.".
Many people shouted in shock.
"Look, Zuo Haoyang also shot. It''s the breath of spirit.".
At this time, someone pointed to Zuo Haoyang.
"Boy, taste my spirit of the sun.".
Zuo Haoyang sneered and stepped forward. Behind his body, a burning sun emerged. This is the spirit of the burning sun understood by Zuo Haoyang.
With the power of the spirit of the scorching sun, Zuo Haoyang punched Lin Feng.
"It''s hard for spirits to hurt me, and it''s hard for martial spirits to shake my Dharma body.".
Lin Feng stepped forward and put his right hand out. In the palm of his hand, a black hole turned out, and the spirit of the scorching sun of Zuo Haoyang was swallowed up in an instant.
"I hit the world.".
Lin Feng continued to step forward and swept out with one punch.
Bang.
The blow killed Zuo Haoyang, who was blown out.
Wow.
Spit blood in mid air.
"Zuo Haoyang, who understood the spirit, couldn''t catch the guy''s attack.".
"It''s terrible. It''s definitely the top demon.".
Many people looked at Lin Feng in horror.
With a splash, Zuo Haoyang fell to the ground.
The next moment, Lin Feng came to Zuo Haoyang and stepped on him.
Where Zuo Haoyang suffered such humiliation, his eyes became blood red, and he wanted to cut Lin Feng thousands of knives to vent his hatred.
But Zuo Haoyang knows his situation.
"Brother, I''m wrong. I''m willing to apologize and compensate!" Zuo Haoyang said.
But in my heart, I roared hysterically. Wait, boy. When I get away, you will be frustrated.
"Just know to admit your mistake", Lin Feng nodded.
Zuo Haoyang breathed.
Poof. But the next moment, Lin Feng waved his right hand and cut out with a sword. The blood splashed, and Zuo Haoyang''s head was directly cut down.
Zuo Haoyang''s eyes were wide open. He didn''t seem to understand why Lin Feng had to kill himself.
"I didn''t say that if you admit your mistakes, I''ll spare you from death.".
Lin Feng sneered and stood with his hands down.
Many people are in a trance. The monk standing not far away seems not to be a young man, but a supreme power who squints at the world and swallows eight wastelands.