Chapter 47: The Eight-Rank Martial Artist is Awesome?!

"Sword Demon, where are you going to die? Don't you get out of !!?"

The deafening sound instantly exploded outside the crowd, instantly attracting Lin Feng's attention.

Of course, it caused even more dissatisfaction among many passers-by!

"Where did the old guy come from, he roared blindly here, and it shook my ears to "buzz", Cao Nima...... If you're deafened, you're going to lose money!"

"The old guy looks like half of his body is in the ground, and he is still so full of energy, not afraid of yelling at himself to death?"

"Which old mad dog doesn't know how to tie it up and bark on the street!"

......

Many passers-by looked at the gray-haired old man and made a sneering voice, but as for what he had just said, people didn't seem to take it to heart.

Seeing this, the gray-haired old man took out a gold medal and snorted coldly: "Hmph! The old man is the elder of the Zhou family, Liu Remnant, who is not convinced, get out and speak!"

Wow......

In an instant, the people who were blocking in front of Liu Wanfeng dispersed to both sides very tacitly, with an extremely panicked look on their faces, as if they would be eaten if they walked slowly!

"Elder Keqing? hiss...... This old man is either an eighth-rank powerhouse, or a seventh-rank powerhouse!"

"it...... I actually scolded an Elder of the Zhou Family Keqing just now, I can blow this matter for a year!"

"Shut up, you're afraid he won't remember who you are!"

......

Countless passers-by kicked and restless in their hearts, but the gloomy face of Liu Wanfeng didn't look at them, still swept around, and scolded angrily: "Sword Demon, don't come out yet!?"

"Big ...... Elder, Lord Sword Demon can't get out, he's been smashed to the ground!"

What the?

Liu Yanfeng's expression sank suddenly when he heard this, knowing that he had really met an opponent, and the momentum of the early stage of the eighth grade on his body exploded instantly.

"Who rushed to my Zhou family's territory to make trouble, it's just boring!"

The gray hair of Liu Wanfeng's logo was windless, and his figure slowly floated up, and his eyes were full of light, as if a divine sword was out of its sheath.

The vast momentum ripples in the room, which gives people a mountain-like heaviness and oppression, and makes people feel a strong sense of suffocation.

"He turned out to be an eight-rank martial artist, this momentum is too terrifying!"

"Didn't this idiot go out today without reading the yellow calendar, it's unlucky enough!"

"Hey...... What are you talking about, can an idiot understand the yellow calendar?"

......

At this moment, Liu Wanfeng became the only one in everyone's eyes, as eye-catching as a god's mansion!

Everyone looked at Lin Feng with disdain and mockery, and Liu Rufeng's gaze was also fixed on Lin Feng's body.

The vast momentum was like waves, frantically suppressing Lin Feng.

I expect to use my own momentum to crush Lin Feng's will!

After all, the person who can easily defeat the sword demon, even he has to be a little wary.

But......

Liu Rufeng found that no matter how much he urged the momentum, he could not cause the slightest oppression to that figure.

If you compare your momentum to a storm, then the person in front of you is a mountain that ordinary people cannot overcome!

This is a master!

Liu Rufeng's heart was full of vigilance, and he slowly approached Lin Feng, and said angrily: "Boy, you are very arrogant, didn't your master teach you, when arrogance is not proportional to strength, it is easy to be beaten to death?"

However, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to him at all, and didn't even look at him, just quietly stared at the "Tai"-shaped pit in front of him, as if waiting for something.

"Nima's ...... Is this kid deaf?"

"Impossible, it was quite normal before, I guess, this kid is pretending to be forced, isn't he afraid of a thunderbolt to kill him?"

"Hey...... The realistic version of don't pretend to be fucked, interesting!"

......

Seeing that Liu Rufeng and other eighth-grade powerhouses couldn't attract Lin Feng's attention, but still stood there with their hands behind their backs, looking unfathomable, the people around them felt a strong fire of jealousy rise in their hearts.

Is there any mistake?

How did this pretending co-op survive until now, and he hadn't been beaten to death, but he was still so handsome?

Seeing that Lin Feng still ignored himself, Liu Rufeng's eyes instantly turned red, his body flickered, and his original white clothes were even more scorching in the sun!

Even the gray hair gives people a look full of strength!

Boom......

With a punch, the air was squeezed and there was a burst of air explosions, and the powerful Gang Qi was swallowed, as if it was going to destroy all the obstacles it encountered.

It was obviously just a straight punch, but it blocked all of Lin Feng's retreats, and the only way was to resist hard!

However, Liu Rufeng is an eighth-rank martial artist, and Lin Feng looks like he is in his early twenties, even if he cultivates in his mother's womb, how strong can he be?

Therefore, in everyone's hearts, Lin Feng is dead!

Sensing that he was in the limelight, Liu Rufeng felt a little proud in his heart.

Nima's,

Although just killing a small person,

Although they are all ordinary people who show admiration for themselves.

Though......

is so old, but it is still difficult to control the swelling heart.

Ay!

Helpless!

master

Lonely!

Although there was a little pride in his heart, he still had a sinister anger on his face, and said angrily: "What a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, I will let you Liu Ye ...... today."

"Bracket noise!"

Just as his hand was about to touch Lin Feng's shoulder, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and in an instant, his galloping figure was stunned.

The power within the meridians seemed to be greatly hindered, and his chest was stuffy, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

Liu Rufeng was horrified in his heart, and his originally triumphant little eyes were instantly filled with fear.

He understood,

The man in front of him is a master,

It's a super master who can't be messed with by himself!

Just two words can shock him to the point of vomiting blood, such a person will not be an opponent if he is given another ten years.

The fear had just climbed to its peak, when he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and then he saw a white hand descending from the sky with supreme power!

Syllable!

Disheveled!

In the next second, people saw that Liu Rufeng's head was like a watermelon, directly slapped by Lin Feng, and under inertia, the headless corpse took two steps forward before falling to the ground.

Eight-rank martial artist, slap to death?!

Nima's, this is not a fly, but an eight-rank martial artist!

Ordinary swords are difficult to hurt a single hair of his hair, and a punch can open a mountain and break the flow of an eight-rank martial artist!!

That's it

Someone slapped to death?

Gan Linniang,

How strong does this kid have to be?

Could it be the legendary martial saint?

The people around looked at Lin Feng as if they had seen a ghost, and they fled into the distance one after another.

However, Lin Feng still stood there quietly, as if he had just killed Liu Rufeng, he was really just doing it casually!

After a stick of incense, Lin Feng showed a look of disappointment.

gloomily said: "It seems that your understanding is not as high as I thought, it really disappoints me!"

In the deep pit in the shape of "Tai", the sword demon's empty eyes looked at the sky,

The heart is full of despair!