"Is it like they said, Luo Qingfeng, you used a secret technique?" Luo Xingxian spoke again.

The sarcastic smile on his face widened, and he was mercilessly sarcastic.

Look, but it's just a piece of waste.

Questioning, the audience was full of doubts and smashed towards Luo.

The style of painting changed suddenly, as if it had just been touted, but it was just an illusion.

Luo Tianfeng suddenly had extraordinary strength, and he looked stronger than them.

They are unwilling, not willing at all!

A waste, how can it be stronger than them!

The audience was full of doubts, even the elders' seats, but there was only one place, quiet as usual.

That's the Tianzi Gate, where the big man sits in the Dizi Gate.

Hearing the doubts of the audience, the people of Tianzimen only snorted coldly.

Regardless of whether Luo Tianfeng has spiritual power or not, he has won hand-to-hand combat.

As long as you can win, you are strong, and you manage so many people!

Isn't it just unconvincing and unwilling to say so much?

I don't even want to admit that I lost!

Feng Jinghong sat there silently, looking at the doubts in the audience, he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Looking at the black figure, the mocking smile in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

Ignorance.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Luo Tianfeng showed a mocking smile, and the temperature in his eyes became colder and colder.

Luo Xingxian's question made the audience calm down and wait for Luo Tianfeng's answer.

Seventh-level Lingxuan?

She looked at the people in the ring mountain, and her smile gradually became cold.

Anger burns in my heart like a fire that burns weeds!

Scold! It's underestimated!

Her eyes drooped, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

The palm that fell to her side turned slightly, and the chill quickly condensed into her hand.

The ice blade took shape in an instant, and Luo Tingfeng flew up and threw out the five ice blades that had been condensed and formed.

"Since you want to humiliate yourself so much, Miss Ben will fulfill you!"

In an instant, Luo Tianfeng had already flown onto the stage, and the spiritual power in his body was tumbling and spreading outward!

Since they want to know so much, then fulfill them!

"Whirlwind Ice Blade!"

The wind is howling, and the chill is raging!

The formation of spiritual power is like a river, surging and rushing!

The sharp blade is sharpened, like the ice of the Tianshan Mountains, cold and piercing!

The whirlwind rolls in the air, and the ice blade rolls in the middle of the whirlwind, sweeping forward!

The air is surging, tumbling wantonly, and the powerful Gang wind sets off a huge frenzy!

Seeing this move, Luo Zi stood up suddenly.

"This, this move is a combination of Hurricane Palm and Ice Spirit Needle in one!"

Girl in the wind, combine two moves into one!

What the!

The people who were questioning and ridiculing just now were shocked when they heard Luo Zi's words.

Two moves in one, forming one move!

No, it can't be!

Create moves, how could Luo Tianfeng create moves!

Even the Spirit Emperor they knew, the height they didn't dare to imagine, couldn't create moves!

How could Luo Dumpling do it!

But if it weren't for the creation of moves, how could I explain all this now!

Luo Xingxian felt the powerful spiritual power rushing straight towards him, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, quickly retreated, and opened up the distance to avoid Luo Qianfeng's attack.

Immediately after, he also quickly condensed his spiritual power, and dust flew all over the ground, spinning around him.

"Sandstorm!"

Powerful power, roll away, meet the attack of Luo Dumping!

Between heaven and earth, the sand and dust danced, overwhelming, wanton and permeating, as if it was about to devour everything!