"A dog raised by my Ling family, naturally I want someone from my Ling family to take him away personally, what are you, you dare to lead a dog for my Ling family?"

Ling Dahai was displeased.

The reason why he rejected Jun Moxiao's proposal was actually because he wanted to humiliate Ling Feng personally and vent the anger in his heart, so naturally he would not give the opportunity to others.

"The sea, Jun Moxiao is an outstanding genius in the Four Domains, and he is the target of our Ling family's recruitment, how can you be so speechless?"

Ling Wuguang lightly counted a few words from Ling Dahai, and waited for Jun Moxiao's face to look a little better, before he said slowly: "In this way, if you are willing to join my Ling family, this throne can open up the net, let you personally capture Ling Feng, and even kill him on the spot." ”

"It was originally the junior's dream to join the ancient family, and the junior was willing to join the Ling family and cultivate in the Ling family. ”

Jun Moxiao's expression moved, and he said excitedly.

His goal was originally to enter the ancient family of the Heavenly City, with his ability, it was naturally impossible to be favored by the Jin Pin family, and the Ling family at the moment was Jun Moxiao's best choice.

"That's very good, then the matter of capturing Ling Feng is just when you join the Ling family's vote

Ling Wuguang said with a faint smile.

It was as if, in his eyes, Ling Feng was just a beast to be trampled on, not worth mentioning.

"Ling Feng, do you think that if you choose to abstain and shrink with your tail between your legs, you can really escape?"

Jun Mo smiled and said, "Today I will beat you to death, and the corpse will be hung at the gate of Tianming City." Exposed to the sun for three days and three nights, only in this way will the anger in my heart dissipate. ”

"Ling Wuguang. If I win Jun Moxiao, will you hand over my aunt?"

Ling Feng instinctively ignored Jun Moxiao's barking and looked up at Ling Wuguang.

"If you can win Ling Wuguang, our Ling family will be the talker and hand over Ye Yurong. ”

Ling Wuguang said in a deep voice, "But can you do it with your kid's humility?"

The corners of the mouths of the giants and elite disciples of many ancient families around him were mocking, as if they were looking at a clown, looking at Ling Feng.

The three of them joined together. It's not that Jun Mo laughs at the enemy of a round, with Ling Feng's humble cultivation. How is that possible?

In their minds, this is undoubtedly more absurd than the sun rising in the west.

At present, the Ling family has made it clear that they want Ling Feng's life, and even if Bingxuan wants to help Ling Feng come out, he is also suffering from lack of strength. Coupled with Ling Feng's explanation, he could only give up stupidly.

"Lu Guangzhi, now I will officially accept your bet, I don't know if you dare?"

Affirmed, Ling Feng looked at Lu Guangzhi and asked in a deep voice.

"Ling Feng, are you out of the blue?"

Lu Guangzhi said with a sneer: "The reason why the Fang Cai deity envoy bet with you is because you retreated from the battle and wanted to pull you into the water." And in this battle now, if you don't fight, you have to fight, and the outcome will definitely die. Why should the deity wade into this troubled water?"

"Hehe, your luck allowed you to escape. ”

Ling Feng said indifferently.

"Ling Feng, what are you doing crookedly, let's die!"

Jun Moxiao couldn't wait to crush Ling Feng, and let out a loud shout, accompanied by a black giant hand. Immediately he rolled down towards Ling Feng.

The arm ran through the way, and there were circles of devouring ghost mist. Forcing the space around it to twist slightly.

The palm wind was like a sharp knife against his body, and in an instant, Ling Feng's eardrum was torn by the strong wind, and blood flowed.

"Da Luo Tianjue!"

Ling Feng's pupils suddenly burst out with two cold lights, and he screamed, and then the clothes he was wearing on his body were torn apart, and his flesh was shrouded in a layer of golden light, and the runes flowed, looking incredibly strong.

"Boom!"

Where the fists and palms met, the air exploded violently several times in a row. Ling Feng's whole person flew out a few feet away directly under the strong force.

Rao is Ling Feng's physical body has reached a huge strength of 260 million catties, and with Da Luo Tianjue, he is still far from being Jun Moxiao's opponent

After all, Ling Feng's cultivation was in the sixth level of the Shenqiao Realm, and he was 108,000 miles away from Jun Moxiao.

"Ling Feng, are you so capable?"

A look of surprise appeared on Jun Moxiao's face, and he turned into a sneer, like a ghost, and once again covered Ling Feng's head.

The palm wind swept by, the air exploded, and a palm appeared on top of Ling Feng's head like a pot lid.

"Bang! bang!"

The strong wind at the intersection of the fists and palms lifted the stone slabs on the ground directly, and kept spinning in the void, and they couldn't fall down.

Jun Moxiao slapped three palms in a row, and his power was one palm after another, like the tide of the Hanhai Sea, one wave after another pressed on Ling Feng's fist.

Ling Feng was like a stake struck by a hammer, his feet sinking into the dirt a few inches deep, and half of his body was submerged in smoke and stone chips.

"Suffering from my three palms containing devouring power, with your humble cultivation, you will definitely die. ”

Between the smoke and dust, his vision was blurred, Jun Moxiao turned his head, he didn't even look at Ling Feng who was shrouded in lime, but put his hands behind his back, pretending to be lonely from a high place, and sang lightly: "Hey, sometimes the strength is too high and it's a burden, none of the academy geniuses of the four domains are my opponents, and I don't have a chance to find a prey to practice." ”

Although Jun Mo's joke was only aimed at the geniuses of the Four Domains Academy, his tone revealed a strong pretense and forced taste, forcing many disciples of the ancient families who were watching the battle to be monstrous.

However, due to the rules of the competition, these disciples of the ancient family had no chance to make a move, so they could only increase their helplessness.

And the Heavenly and Human Realm Thrones in the Eastern Regions, Southern Regions, and Northern Regions had gloomy faces.

In this year's academy competition, they have simply become the foil of the Western Regions, if it weren't for the fact that the competition is not over, they really want to pack up their baggage, pack up and leave, and don't want to continue to be embarrassed here.

"Jun Moxiao, do you think you won?"

At this moment, a lazy voice was heard behind him.

"Ling Feng, you're not dead yet?"

Jun Mo frowned, turned his head, and stared at Ling Feng, followed by a surge of surprise.

According to his expectations, even Ye Wudao, Chen Ke and the others may not be able to resist his three palms unharmed, even if Ling Feng is strong, his cultivation is only six in the Shenqiao Realm, and at this time, his bones should be shattered.

But at this moment, although Ling Feng looked a little embarrassed, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, Jun Mo smiled and felt that the three palms just now would only cause Ling Feng to be slightly injured, and did not hit him hard.

Could it be that Ling Feng, who cultivated as a six-fold cultivator in the Shenqiao Realm, had a stronger real combat power than Ye Wudao and the others? How could this be?

Of course, what Jun Moxiao didn't know was that although Ling Feng's cultivation was several realms lower than him, his supernatural powers were not as good as him.

However, in terms of the strength of the physical body, it was not inferior to the half-step life and death powerhouse, and when the battle had just begun, Ling Feng secretly used the milky white liquid to resist and constantly repair the injury, so he could naturally hold on to his three palms.