[Chapter 139: Mo Fenglin]

The Ink Maple Forest is the largest forest in Black Seal City near the Demon Beast Mountain Range, with countless dense trees, covering the sky, but it has a somewhat mysterious taste, which makes people feel terrifying and powerful.

With the passage of time, some mythical legends are also spread in them, what is rather ruthless relatives or something, these legends are many and widespread, but they all have a common characteristic, that is: no one can testify to the truth of the matter.

In the last few days of Black Seal City, Mo Fenglin is now very famous, because, as the two giant-level forces of Black Seal City, the Sword Slaughter Gang and the Ten Thousand Medicine Society are going to hold a solemn ceremony in this place, and then, they will think back to each other.

I have to say that this matter spread very quickly, and on the day Wang Feng went back, the entire Qingxuan City also spread the news one after another, and quickly replaced the news that Xu Qianye's mistress was the boss of a certain gang, and many people realized that a fiery storm swept the entire sky.

I heard that this competition is a three-on-three showdown, and the three-on-three of the Wanyao Club and the Knife Slaughter Gang are all very tightly divided, women's to women, men to men, foreign aid and foreign aid, three places.

I heard that the Dao Tu Gang invited a foreign aid named Gu Feng, this person is very arrogant, and he doesn't even look at talented women like Xu Shanshan, I heard that this guy seems to be chasing Chen Yueyi.

I heard that the Knife Slaughter Gang was very arrogant this time, and announced the high profile this time, he said that he wanted to defeat the Ten Thousand Medicine Society and break the deadlock between the two of them, and the three giant forces, the Knife Slaughter Gang was bound to rank second.

First, it is the city lord army that does not show the mountains and rivers!

The people of Black Seal City have a very faint impression of this city lord army, but it is weird that none of them say the disadvantages of this city lord army, and the strength of this giant level is also very low-key, but these two high-profile presidents and gang leaders are all saying that this city lord army is very powerful, and they can't match it.

Behind this city lord army, there seems to be a big backer!

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The time of five days is not fast, slow or slow, and it is not long, and people who spend it in an anxious state of mind are bound to feel that the time spent in these five days is like the crawling of a snail.

However, all of this was spent quietly in Wang Feng's urgent cultivation, as if Nan Ke had a dream, yesterday's soul was beautiful, and there are still some faint impressions today, but it is just an idling glass.

During the five days, Wang Feng was not idle, and on the first day, he went to buy a large amount of food to pile up in the Zhenshen Transformation Void Tower, and he also fell into endless penance.

(The day of the meeting is also counted.) ）

Yes, he was indeed doing penance.

As for why he didn't ask Song Jingtian for a little more medicinal materials, presumably, everyone understands and knows, after all, he is still a vulgar teenager, and his face is still not particularly thick.

What's more, these medicinal materials are too valuable, and the five flavors of medicinal herbs add up, without a ten million elixir, it is impossible to win at all, and the only way is to ask Song Jingtian again after winning the game.

The five days of cultivation were all firmly related to martial arts and spiritual power, and when he devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, he was surprised to find that when he was seriously studying martial arts, his spiritual power was also quietly increasing.

The tempering of the flesh and the use of amethyst chalcedony have all made his progress progress by leaps and bounds, but after all, time is too short, and the effect on his body is not fully revealed now.

In that practice, he was throwing a thick sweat, and with the gradual footprints on the ground, as if this was his starting point, little by little, little by little, there were countless knowledge slowly swaying in Wang Feng's mind.

Liuhe Creation Fist, he also comprehended this very quickly, the time of five days outside is equivalent to his time of fifty days inside, so he also explored the actual power of the first punch of this Liuhe Creation Fist, and the second punch gradually became a little eyebrow-raising, as for the opening of the Heaven and Sea Seal, Wang Feng had to admire, this ground-level martial arts is really difficult, and he still has no progress now.

As for the martial arts of Heavy Prison Heaven, Wind Soaring Technique, and Great Thousand Leaf Hands, he has also mastered them to the extreme, Heavy Prison Heaven was originally only able to increase the power of his five ancient celestial phenomena, but now it has broken through to six, it is really singing and crying, Great Thousand Leaf Hands, he has reached the peak, and he has danced different tricks, which is enough to be comparable to some ordinary human-level martial arts.

In his spare time, he occasionally studied the martial arts of the Piercing Divine Needle that he snatched from Li Xian's Qiankun bag, although he was not too nervous, he also gained some little understanding, and gradually surpassed the power of Li Xian's use of the Piercing Divine Needle.

In the midst of such penance, his mood gradually brightened, originally thinking that these five days were not particularly long, but now, he also has a new understanding, and it is good to take some leisure time to precipitate himself to study martial arts.

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Five days passed, and the time for the great war came.

In the morning, the sun is shining.

Wang Feng woke up from his cross-legged sitting, looked at the noisy crowd outside the window, his heart was slightly abrupt, and soon, he recognized that the noisy crowd was actually going to the same place.

That place, called Mofeng Forest, was the place where they agreed to make the finals!

Shaking his head involuntarily, Wang Feng smiled sourly, he didn't expect that the competition between the Ten Thousand Medicine Society and the Sword Slaughter Gang would be able to cause such a huge sensation, and in the end, the strength was the most impressive!

Shaking his head and expelling all unrealistic thoughts, Wang Feng took a deep breath, since he was going to accept this challenge, he decided not to hide his identity anymore, he decisively picked up the white clothes.

The dress was very beautiful, with his usual momentum, but it looked a little matched, the black cloth shoes covered his legs again, and the contrast between black and white made his image very distinct.

He took a deep breath, even in the face of the collapse of Tarzan, he did not feel any palpitations, and with a little encouragement from himself, he pushed the door and walked out, leaving a dusty back in the lonely room.

Under this back, I don't know how many secrets are hidden, among them, there is the childishness of a teenager, and there is also the maturity after experiencing all the suffering, and at the same time, it is also mixed with some helplessness to hurt the killer, as well as some guilty feelings.

Shape**, there are too many complexities between people to make people feel confused, he is like a lonely eagle who has just grown up, hovering between one thought after another at a loss.

Until, his coming of age.

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My day, I had a cold, cough and sore throat. What the fuck is wrong with me, I just got this disease after the high school entrance exam. It belongs to the sick update. I want to his uncle, but I don't know who his uncle is. Here, a call for flowers. I rarely ask for this flower, but I hope to get everyone's understanding. In addition, thank you for your concern.