"Look at the fist," Lin Feng also shouted, his palms turned into fists, and he also blasted over with a fierce momentum. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom" This time, Lin Feng only took ten steps back. Everyone was surprised, obviously Lin Feng's performance was better this time. The bald man was also even more surprised, but he didn't expect that not only did he not defeat Lin Feng, but Lin Feng became stronger. At this time, I saw that Lin Feng's arms were actually spurting blood, and the infant power in his body was flowing rapidly, digesting the fist power infiltrated by the bald man.

"Whew," Lin Feng opened his mouth and spewed out a turbid breath, and his arms gradually returned to their usual color, but they were a little harder than before.

"Actually strengthening his arms," everyone secretly exclaimed, it was obvious that Lin Feng was using the attack power in the battle to strengthen his arms, the so-called hundred refining into steel, it was like splitting bricks with the palm of his hand, at first it was bound to be hurt by the palm of his hand, but as long as he persisted, he would definitely be able to split the brick with his palm, and divide the gold and stone.

"Come again," Lin Feng shouted, ignoring the bald man's perverted gaze, his fists smashed again. In fact, the bald man didn't know that if Lin Feng activated the ice feather, once the speed reached a hundred times the speed of sound, the power of the iron fist would probably be even better than him. It's just that Lin Feng wants to use the bald man to polish his arms, so naturally he won't use ice feathers.

Seeing that Lin Feng took the initiative to attack, the bald man couldn't sit and be beaten, so he naturally had to swing his fist to meet him.

"Boom, boom, boom・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・"

Like the roar of war drums, and like thunder, Lin Feng and the bald man fought together, his body was as fast as lightning, and the sky was almost full of afterimages, and everyone was also extremely surprised, seeing Lin Feng was simply becoming more and more perverted.

At this moment, a louder bang exploded, and the two figures separated like lightning. In such a short period of time, the two fought nearly 2,000 moves.

"Perverted, perverted," I saw that there were blood marks on the bald man's fist, and his heart was dripping blood. As for Lin Feng, there were several wounds on both fists and arms, obviously the injuries were more serious, but Lin Feng enjoyed it very much, took out the elixir from the Nahuan and smeared it on the wound, and the wound recovered in the blink of an eye. However, after recovery, his arms were a little stiffer.

Seeing that Lin Feng's elixir worked so well, everyone was even more speechless, this was simply a Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed. Seeing Lin Feng applying the medicine, the bald man also took out the elixir and applied it, but the recovery speed was far inferior to Lin Feng's elixir. There is no way to do this, who let Lin Feng inherit the inheritance of the God of Medicine.

"Come again," Lin Feng swung his fist and was about to go up again.

"Slow," the bald man hurriedly shouted, it seemed that he couldn't clean up Lin Feng with his bare hands, but instead became a sparring partner for nothing. I saw the bald man wipe the ring and take out a Zhangba Zen staff, obviously wanting to use a weapon.

"Nine Rank Spirit Weapon," Lin Feng said with a secret smile. It seems that the powerhouses in Zhongzhou are not rich, and they don't even have a holy weapon. How did Lin Feng know that holy weapons were also rare existences in Zhongzhou, and many super powerhouses who had stepped into the Heavenly Infant realm did not have a holy weapon. If it weren't for Lin Feng's coincidence of getting the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Lotus Juice from the Sect Master of the Afternoon Fire, he wouldn't know when and what month he would be able to make Lei Ji enter the list of holy weapons.

"Take out your weapons," the bald man shouted, since it was a competition, of course he didn't want to win.

"The competition is about stopping at the point, I don't think you need to use weapons, in case you hurt the vital point, how bad it is," Lin Feng said. In fact, Lin Feng didn't dare to take out the thunder killing, but he was afraid of scaring the other party.

"Don't worry, I'll be merciful," the bald man sneered, thinking in his heart that Lin Feng was looking for an excuse to resign because he couldn't compare to him in weapons. Just now, he couldn't defeat Lin Feng with his fist, and at this time, the bald man wanted to use weapons to get back on the field.

"Are you sure," Lin Feng smiled faintly.

"Take it out, don't make a fuss," said the bald man.

"Alas, okay," Lin Feng sighed, and with a flick of the ring, a golden light shot out and fell into his right palm. The golden light faded, the thunder appeared, and the silver ripples flowed secretly, although they were not dazzling, but they showed a depth that could not be seen. At the same time, a powerful divine aura was released.

"That's..."

"Hallows..."

"That's right, it's a holy artifact..."

The friends were stunned, and the bald man was even more ugly. I was arrogant before, but at this time, I realized that Lin Feng was low-key. The bald man felt a sense of shame in his heart.

After a brief moment of shock, the fifteen people watching the battle on the sidelines had a trace of greed flashing in their eyes. You must know that in their eyes, Lin Feng's strength is not bad, and if he robs it, it is really very likely that he will grab this holy weapon.

"Everyone, if you want to rob money, you'd better weigh it first," Lin Feng said lightly with a wave of thunder. The greed in the eyes of everyone naturally did not escape Lin Feng's eyes. The husband is not guilty of his guilt, Lin Feng still understands this truth. But since he dared to take it out, Lin Feng was not afraid of others robbing him.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone was slightly stunned, and then they remembered Lin Feng's perversion, it seemed that he had fought with the bald man until now, and he had not fallen behind. At this time, plus the holy weapon, there are other hole cards in the same place, in case you really fight hard, the result is really hard to say. As soon as I thought of this, the greed in everyone's hearts was reduced by half. Anyway, let's watch the game first.

"How is it, do you still need weapons?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Asked by Lin Feng like this, the bald man looked even more embarrassed, but he still stubbornly said, "Even if you have a holy weapon, you may not be able to defeat me." "In the final analysis, no matter how powerful a holy weapon is, it still needs the user to have the corresponding strength, just like a baby holding an atomic bomb may not be able to beat an adult with a dagger. The bald man's strength level is two levels higher than Lin Feng's, which is also the source of the bald man's confidence. It's just that even the bald man himself may not realize that his tone is no longer so confident in what he said. At first, he thought that he could easily defeat Lin Feng, but at this time, he said that Lin Feng might not be able to defeat him. The meaning expressed in it has deteriorated.

"Then let's fight," Lin Feng said simply, this was the second time Lin Feng had used it after Lei Ji was promoted to the Holy Weapon, so he added: "Please do your best." ”

Hearing this, the bald man had a feeling of being despised and almost vomited blood in anger. However, the weapon he used was a Zen staff, and his hairstyle was as bare as a monk, and the exercises he practiced were naturally related to Buddhism. Buddhism pays attention to meditation, so the bald man secretly recited a scripture in his heart: "Amitabha, the old man should be calm." ”

Immediately afterwards, the bald man waved his hands, raised his Zen staff flat on his chest, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and recited a few words silently, and a golden wheel of light suddenly appeared behind him, which was actually full of peace.

Suddenly, his eyes opened violently, and the peaceful aura turned into a violent aura in an instant, the bald man was originally as strong as a cow, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and under such angry eyes, it was like a killing god descending, and the momentum was like a huge wave, soaring dozens of times. (Finally, a thousand chapters represent a thousand nights of struggle.) Thank you very much for your company along the way, without your support, Ghost Yo would not have lasted so long. Maybe it's not written well, but Ghost You writes very hard, hoping to be liked by more people. Finally, I wish you all a happy holiday on the National Day!)