Lao Zhu's chubby body disappeared in an instant, the speed was terrifying, and he left a faint afterimage directly in the same place, and in the next moment, Lao Zhu's chubby figure crossed a distance of several zhang and came directly to Xia Feng, and a fist that was also chubby like a fat pig's trotter smashed straight into Xia Feng's chest, and at the same time, Lao Zhu muttered to himself: "Hitting people doesn't hit their face......s!"

"It's so fast, this old Zhu Xiuwei has been promoted to the seventh level of blood refining, and his speed has been raised to a new level!"

"This dead old Zhu is fat into a ball, flashing two or three hundred catties, really like a pig, how can he refine this speed? This kind of speed is at least twice as fast as me!"

"Lao Zhu's strength is a lot stronger, just with this speed, you can move your ass up again..."

"That kid won't be punched down by Lao Zhu like this, right?"

The twenty or thirty outer disciples who were watching saw Lao Zhu's amazing speed, they all opened their mouths in surprise, and at the same time sweated for Xia Feng, Lao Zhu's speed was too fast, and most of them were afraid that there was no way to crack Lao Zhu's speed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then don't talk about it, it's just a summer wind that refines blood.

"If we lose, we really don't have the ability to challenge! The cultivation is too low, even if we come to challenge us, we can't raise the mood to fight......

A young man shook his head, looked at Xia Feng, who seemed to be stunned by Lao Zhu's astonishing speed, and was still standing there in a daze, and was about to turn around and leave.

But in the next moment, a shocking change happened!

Facing Lao Zhu's amazing speed. Xia Feng was also taken aback in his heart, and he didn't understand why Lao Zhu, who was fat as a ball, managed to refine this speed, so Xia Feng was slightly stunned, but when Xia Feng reacted, the corners of Xia Feng's mouth provoked a slight smile, and his eyes were fixed on Lao Zhu who had come to him, and he looked straight at the fist he had smashed.

Airplanes!

Xia Feng's eyes were shocked, and in the picture he saw with his eyes, Lao Zhu, who was originally amazingly fast, all his movements slowed down, and the fists that smashed over him were also slow as if an old man was practicing Tai Chi, as if he was like a turtle.

Xia Feng moved his body slightly, just letting his body take a small step to the right in place, but directly dodged the fist smashed by Lao Zhu.

Xia Feng dodged with great ease, but in the eyes of the twenty or thirty outer disciples who were watching, he directly shocked the eyeballs of the ground!

In their eyes, Xia Feng seemed to be stunned by Lao Zhu's speed, and stood in place, but just when Lao Zhu's fat fist like a pig's trotter was about to hit Xia Feng's chest, Xia Feng's body was like a ghost, and he moved slightly to the side lightly, but it was dangerous and dangerous, and he could avoid Lao Zhu's fist, making Lao Zhu smash into the air with a punch, and his fat body almost stumbled and fell into a.

"Good boy!"

Being dodged by Xia Feng with his fist, Lao Zhu's originally smiling face suddenly appeared a trace of solemnity, what he Lao Zhu relied on to become famous for was not the cultivation realm, nor how strong the attack power was, how strong the defense was, but its speed, its speed in the Changfeng Mountain group of outer disciples, it can definitely be called an invincible existence in the same realm, he is now promoted to the seventh level of blood refining, and he Lao Zhu has the confidence to become the top small group of people in the pyramid in the mountainside area with his speed.

But now the speed at which he relied to become famous was actually avoided by a kid who was heavy on blood refining, although Lao Zhu was thick-skinned, he also felt that his skin was a little hot.

"I'll go!

"Is this a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?"

"Lao Zhu's speed is so fast, how could this kid be able to dodge!"

"Lao Zhu, you let go of the water! Be careful not to release the water********* seeing that Xia Feng actually dodged Lao Zhu's attack, and was about to leave, the onlookers who seemed to have seen the ending were shocked, and looked at the field with wide eyes, and many of the outer disciples were shocked and sneered at Lao Zhu.

"..."

Lao Zhu snorted, and his eyes skimmed to Xia Feng: "Okay! You can actually avoid my old Zhu Wucheng's speed! You are qualified to officially challenge me! My name is Zhu Tian!"

"Senior Brother Zhu, Xia Feng!"

Xia Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, and replied.

"Okay! Xia Feng, look at the boxing! martial arts! Fierce Tiger Fist!"

Lao Zhu's eyes flickered, and his body moved again, this time, the speed was faster, nearly twice as fast as the speed he showed just now, obviously Lao Zhu had really faced up to the summer breeze and wanted to use his full strength.

After all, if he loses to Xia Feng, he must withdraw from the mountainside area and retreat to the bottom of the mountain, and if he wants to come back, he must challenge the outer disciples of the mountainside area again. Fight and win.

Although for Lao Zhu, this is very simple, but he is unwilling to lose to a Xia Feng who seems to be only refining blood, and the seventh layer of blood refining can't beat the first weight of blood refining, so when he says it, Lao Zhu still has the face to see people??

So after the first move was dodged by Xia Feng, Lao Zhu decisively took out all his strength, not only using his fastest speed, but also using martial arts!

Fierce Tiger Fist, although the name is ordinary, but it is a martial art with strong attack power, urging the power of qi and blood, digesting a Flame Tiger, wrapped around the fist, smashing the enemy with a powerful punch, if the enemy is hit, it will also be burned by the blazing air wave carried by the Fierce Tiger Fist, the skin is open, and the pain is incomparable!

In an instant, Lao Zhu's figure disappeared and reappeared, and he had already smashed the fierce tiger fist towards Xia Feng.

"It's so fast! Is this old Zhu really using only fifty percent of his strength just now?"

"I'll go, at this speed, I can't even beat the horse!"

"Lao Zhu, I pee, I don't need to be helped, I'll obey you!"

Seeing that Lao Zhu had almost doubled his speed again, he directly scared the onlookers into peeing.

"Can you dodge?"

And retreated, retreated to the side, and quietly looked at the evil god in the field, that is, the person who was tall and tall, almost half a body taller than Xia Feng, Lao Zhu and others, his mouth was also filled, and his eyes were dead in the field, and there was no surprise in his eyes at the amazing speed shown by Lao Zhu, I don't know if he didn't care or already knew.

"Good punch!"

Even if Lao Zhu's speed is fast, unfortunately, under Xia Feng's eyes, it will become like a turtle speed, Xia Feng roared in his mouth, but his body disappeared in place, and he was in danger of dodging the moment Lao Zhu Liehu's fist hit his body.

"Damn, I'm dodging again!"

"Is it blinded again?"

"You're going to show me one?"

Seeing Xia Feng dodging Lao Zhu's attack again, the onlookers of the outer disciples widened their eyes and looked incredulous, and their jaws dropped in shock.

"Lao Zhu, you also take my punch! Bafang Holy Emperor Fist!"

After dodging Lao Zhu's Fierce Tiger Fist, Xia Feng counterattacked, and at the moment when Lao Zhu's Fierce Tiger Fist was dodged by himself, it was when the old power was exhausted and the new force was living, at this time, Xia Feng's counterattack was able to keep up with Lao Zhu's speed.

After all, Lao Zhu's speed is indeed very fast, if he dodges, Xia Feng can use his special eyes to dodge dangerously, but his attack speed can't keep up with Lao Zhu, no matter how much he attacks, he can't hit Lao Zhu, it will be in vain.

So only when Lao Zhu's old strength is exhausted and the new power is not born, will he fight back against Lao Zhu!

The Bafang Holy Emperor Fist, which had already been pregnant, suddenly blasted out, blasting out at a weird angle, but with a bright and upright aura, it directly hit Lao Zhu's fat body!

Bang!

The Bafang Holy Emperor Fist, one punch, directly blasted Lao Zhu away.

Bang Bang Bang!

Lao Zhu's chubby body rolled on the ground, and then he stopped flying upside down, and in the dust, Lao Zhu's unscathed body was raised, but it looked a little embarrassed.

"I lost!"

Lao Zhu had a smiling face when he saw everyone, the smile was not there, the squinting mung bean eyes were also slightly widened, and the hands that were as fat as pig's trotters patted the dust on his body, and asked Xia Feng in a low voice: "I'm curious, why are you able to be dangerous every time, but you seem to have been confident for a long time to avoid my attacks?"