Lou Yi was complacent, and was hit head-on by the fire qilin, even if you are a martial king, you will definitely die. The flames burned, and Lou Yi laughed, thinking that the enemy had been burned to death.

"A spark can start a prairie fire! It's a pity, I'm immortal!" The flames dispersed, and Mo Shaofeng walked out of it.

There were flames burning on Mo Shaofeng's body, and strangely, he was unharmed.

"No way, you're invincible. "Lou Yi is scared to pee, the fire qilin can burn the Martial King, this kid has nothing to do.

"Your fire, it's not hot enough, it needs to be a little more violent. "Mo Shaofeng is proud of the world.

"I'm fighting with you, fire dragon chanting!" Lou Yi raised his hand to the sky, and a fire dragon burst out of his palm and went straight to the sky. The ten-meter-long fire dragon danced in the air and let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar.

In order to defeat the strong enemy, Lou Yi did not hesitate to burn his life and exerted the twelve powers of the fire-breathing palm. The highest level of the fire-breathing palm is the fire qilin, and there is a stronger move, that is, the fire dragon yin.

The fire dragon groans, and it needs to burn life.

The building is easy to burn for twenty years, and the fire dragon groaned. The fire dragon appeared, and the entire space seemed to be burning.

"In order to defeat me, he did not hesitate to burn his life, pitiful!" Mo Shaofeng was not afraid, because no matter how strong the fire dragon was, it could not compare to Ximen Liang's ultimate ultimate, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.

The fire dragon that appeared in the sky was simply a weak insect compared to the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons.

Kill!

Lou Yi shouted and commanded the fire dragon to burn the enemy.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the flames soared into the sky.

Mo Shaofeng stood still, and the fire all over his body was raging, which was quickly extinguished.

"It's impossible, it can't burn you. Lou Yi was scared silly.

"You can breathe fire, and you should breathe fire! Mo Shaofeng stretched out his palm, and a ball of fire rushed out.

The flames burned into the sky, transforming into a monstrous monster and rushing towards each other.

"Fire-sucking palm!"

Lou Yi was very confident, believing that the fire-absorbing palm could devour the enemy's flames. A swirl appeared in the palm of his hand, devouring the monster in the flames.

"I will suck the fire palm, your fire will not burn to death......" Before he finished speaking, Lou Yi let out a miserable scream, and his entire arm began to burn.

"It can't be!"

Lou Yi let out a heart-rending scream, and his whole body burst into flames.

Lou Yi's whole body burned and turned into a burning man. In less than a minute, the building was easily burned to ashes by the flames.

"Big brother!"

A group of disciples in Juelong Valley shouted loudly and wept sadly. On the first day of Juelong Valley, the Martial King of the Four Heavens was burned to death by the flames.

"You can suck the fire palm, but unfortunately you can't bear the fire of hell. This is called sucking fire and self-immolation!" Mo Shaofeng swept his eyes and said coldly, "Torture Valley Master, it's time for you to appear." ”

Xingjuelong said angrily: "Who the hell are you?"

"I said, I'm just a sweeper in Lingxiao City, and I'm going to beat you with one finger. "Mo Shaofeng is so confident.

"Arrogance is a kind of stupidity, I will kill you and avenge my vain. Xing Juelong looked resentful, the good apprentice he taught was actually killed, and it was a great shame.

Tyrannosaurus Fist!

Under the anger of Xingjuelong, he burst out all the strength of his body. The dragon roared to the sky, and the powerful fists converged into a giant dragon and rushed towards the enemy.

Previously, Xingjue Dragon defeated the Second City Lord and the Fourth City Lord and others, and only exerted the triple power of the Balong Fist. Now in order to kill this pretending guy with one punch, Xingjuelong has used the tenfold power of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The ten-fold power of the Tyrannosaurus Fist is extremely ferocious, and it can exert the power of 200,000 catties, and it is not a problem to destroy a mountain peak.

"The god of the valley is powerful, and the tyrannosaurus fist tortures and kills the gods and demons. ”

"This kid who pretends to be forced will be crushed by the Tyrannosaurus fist. ”

"Since ancient times, no matter who you are, as long as you pretend to be forced, you will not die well. ”

A group of disciples from Juelong Valley shouted.

"Feng'er, you have to be careful. Mo Qianshan was worried about his son.

"What a powerful Tyrannosaurus Fist!" Thunder Dragon was shocked, this move Tyrannosaurus Fist was fierce and domineering, and it could defeat the Martial Emperor of the First Heaven.

"Big city lord, it's not good, the young city lord was killed. ”

"What, who killed my son?" the big city lord couldn't believe it.

"It seems to be Mo Shaofeng. ”

Mo Shaofeng!

The big city lord gritted his teeth, you kill my son, I want your life. The lord of the city was furious, saw the opportunity, picked up a sword, and stabbed it.

Mo Shaofeng was fighting against the Tyrannosaurus Fist, and suddenly, a sharp sword stabbed him in the back.

"Mo Shaofeng, you kill my son, I want you to die. The big city lord had a murderous face, and the sword in his hand was coated with poison, and he saw blood sealing his throat.

"Your son is innocent of death, your family should be reunited!" Mo Shaofeng's body gushed out of hellfire, burning the Great City Lord and the poisonous sword to ashes.

Mo Shaofeng stretched out his palm, and a black vortex appeared, devouring the Tyrannosaurus Fist!

"Devouring Martial Soul, you are Mo ......" Xing Juelong didn't finish speaking, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead. A bolt of lightning pierced his head.

Xingjuelong fell to the ground and died, not blinking his eyes.

"Valley Lord!"

"Daddy!"

Everyone in Juelong Valley was shocked, and killed the Martial King of the Seven Heavens with one finger, this masked man can't be a Martial Saint.

"You killed my father, fight with you. "The young valley master of Juelong Valley, carrying a spear in his hand, rushed forward.

Die!

Mo Shaofeng stretched out his hand and palmed, and a flame burned the other party's body. The young valley lord let out a heart-rending scream, which quickly turned to ashes.

"Hellfire, you're a demon!" said an elder in Juelong Valley.

"You're right, I'm a demon!" Mo Shaofeng opened his arms and faced the sky, his eyes full of hatred. Without betrayal, I wouldn't be where I am today.

I turned into a demon, and I was forced to be helpless!

"Very good, very good, worthy of being the first day of Luoshenmen, killing people without blinking. As the words fell, a high-pitched dragon groan sounded in the sky, and then a black dragon appeared.

Above the black dragon stood a handsome man with a wicked smile on his face.