In the reef forest, large and small pieces of reefs, with different shapes, stand in the middle. All the super martial artists closed their eyes and crossed their knees, waiting for people while cultivating.

"The remnants of the Iron Sword Gate have finally appeared, okay, I'll go over right away." Wu Shi, the mad demon stick on the boulder, opened his eyes suddenly, got up and arched his hands around: "Haha, everyone, Wu has something important to do, and if he leaves for a while, he will not be accompanied." ”

As he spoke, the mad devil Wushi was about to leave.

That's when --

Suddenly-

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and there was already a young man in white with a sword in his hand in the reef forest, and it was really Chen Feng.

"Crazy devil stick Wushi, are you looking for me?" Chen Feng stood on top of a reef and looked coldly at the black stone in front of him carrying the black gold iron rod.

"Hahaha, Chen Feng, you still dare to come to the reef forest, don't you know that our Wu Protector is in the reef forest." Li Jinliang hid behind the mad devil stick Wushi, and laughed wildly: "You remnants of the Iron Sword Gate are really looking for death. Hey, it's strange, why didn't the two elders He Yang entangle you? ”

The face of the mad devil stick Wu Shi changed, and he shouted at Chen Feng in a deep voice: "What about the two red-robed elders of my Iron Palm Gang? ”

"I'm already waiting for you on Huangquan Road!" The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled into a sneer, and his eyes looked at Wu Shi and Li Jinliang very calmly, as if he was looking at two dead people. The Super Warrior is the backbone of each sect, and every time one is killed, the sect is weakened by one point.

"Bastard!" The mad devil stick Wushi was furious, and suddenly pulled out the black gold iron rod on his back, jumped into the air, and smashed it towards Chen Feng.

And yet, at this moment-

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The silent reef forest suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, and the twenty-one super martial artists who were sitting cross-legged on the reef and waiting for others all moved at once.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

In a burst of breaking air, the twenty-one super martial artists all flew up, and immediately surrounded the mad demon stick Wushi and Li Jinliang. One of the bearded men even waved his golden fist, and with a fist, he slammed into the sky and blasted into the black gold iron rod that came at his head.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

"Boom!"

The fist sticks intersected, and the terrifying energy burst out from the impact of the fist sticks, and the energy splashed in all directions, and the surrounding boulders exploded one after another, and the stone chips flew one after another.

"'Crazy Lion' Xie Xiong, what do you mean?" The mad devil stick Wushi 'kicked and kicked' took two or three steps back one after another, turned his head to look around, and suddenly his face changed wildly, cloudy and uncertain, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, what are you doing here?" ”

"What! Hehe, you want to beat us up in front of us, what do you say we are going to do! The Axe King Shishan Niu grinned. Twenty-one super martial artists directly sealed all the retreats of Wushi.

"What! He's—" The mad devil Wu Shi looked shocked.

"Yes, he's the one we're waiting for!" Blood Sword Chen Yixie stood with his sword in his arms, his blood and qi surging all over his body, standing behind the black stone.

As soon as these words came out, the super martial artists of all the forces in the reef forest were all shocked, with different expressions, full of extreme surprise. They had thought that the person who was waiting for many super martial artists would be a white-haired and unknown martial artist, and they also thought that it would be a famous martial artist on the "Earth List", but they never thought that it would be a white-clothed young man who was only about twenty years old. Being able to control so many super martial artists, could this young man in white also be a powerful martial artist? For a while, a question instantly appeared in everyone's minds.

How difficult it is to become a Martial Sect, how many super martial artists are stumped by the Great Perfection Realm alone, let alone become a Ground-level Martial Sect. The goal of most super martial artists is to become a human-rank martial artist; As for the earth-level martial sects, they have always required extremely amazing talent and comprehension, and the entire Ancient Martial Continent probably has not had a hundred ground-level martial sects, and some of them even broke through to the level of the earth-level martial sects when they were old and gray-haired.

In the history of martial arts, the youngest Rank Martial Sect within a thousand years was twenty-five years old; Within three hundred years, the youngest Rank Martial Sect was twenty-nine years old; If this white-clothed young man is really a Ground-level Martial Sect, he will once again refresh the historical record.

"How is that possible? Impossible, this remnant of the Iron Sword Sect is at most a super martial artist, and it is impossible for him to have such great ability. The face of the mad devil stick Wushi changed miserably, and the palm holding the black gold iron rod was covered with cold sweat. Although he didn't believe it in his heart and didn't want to believe it, the facts in front of him made him have to believe it.

"Money shopkeeper, Wu Xin catches the head, Shenxing Taibao Dai Chong, can you help me escape this predicament, I will be grateful to the Iron Palm Gang, you can make an offer! Whether it's martial arts cheats or elixir treasures, or even a favor from the leader of my Iron Palm Gang. The mad devil Wu hurriedly asked for foreign help, holding the black gold iron rod tightly in his hand, and his eyes were vigilantly guarding the surroundings. In his opinion, the twenty-one super martial artists present are really threatened by only three on the "Billboard", as long as there are several powerful super martial artists such as Iron Calculation and Money, Ruthless Lock Wu Xin, etc., there is no hope of escaping. After all, Iron Calculation has a lot of money, Wu Xin is ruthless, and Dai Chong, the Shenxing Taibao, are also super masters on the "Billboard", although they are ranked a little lower, they are still not to be underestimated.

There were more than ten super martial artists from outside, and there were five or six of them who suddenly looked moved. After all, this condition is really generous, not to mention the martial arts cheats, the favor of the Iron Palm Gang alone can do a lot of things, and the energy of a top sect is very large.

Tie Qian Duoduo's small eyes narrowed slightly, and after looking at the people in the center of the field, he turned to Chen Feng again, his eyes showed a contemplative look, paused, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, I'm sorry, I don't lack treasure pills in Wanbaolou, so you can ask for more blessings." ”

Shenxing Taibao Dai Chong and Ruthless Lock Wu Xin also shook their heads. The situation in the field is too obvious, on one side is the crazy devil stick Wu Shi and a Li Jinliang who is not even a super martial artist, and on the other side is twenty-one super martial artists, three of whom are strong people in the "Storm List", and one is a white-clothed young man who can't see through his strength and doesn't know if he is a martial artist. It's too risky, and there may be a little hope of success, but it's not worth the risk. Qian Duoduo, Dai Chong, and Wu Xin all said that they would not interfere, and although the other super martial artists were moved, they did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Wushi, do you think you still have any hope of escaping?" The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule, and he said coldly: "The tragedy of the destruction of the Black Stone Mountain was led by you, and I established the Shenwu Alliance today, the purpose of which is to kill the Black Wind Mountain and destroy your Iron Palm Gang for the sake of him." Today is a good day for the establishment of the Shenwu League, so I will kill you, the left protector of the Iron Palm Gang, to give me the sacrificial flag of the Shenwu League. ”

"Boom!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the sword was as clear as a dragon.

"Boom!"

The terrifying Yuan Force erupted from the body, surging, and in an instant, the surrounding heat wave was accustomed. Chen Feng's eyes were like lightning, and his murderous aura was soaring, and his sword light flashed into a phantom and directly killed the mad demon stick Wushi.