readx;? Facing Huangfu Gao's Fengyan fingers in all directions, Wen Feng didn't even look back, and still walked slowly towards the cultivation room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Yan pointed out with one finger, and all of Wen Feng's dodge routes had been blocked.

Since there is no way back, Wen Feng simply does not retreat.

He just continued to walk forward like a leisurely stroll, and when the Huangfu Gaohuo pointed at him, he saw him slightly raise the wooden branch in his hand and backhand a little higher than the Huangfu.

To the astonishment of everyone in the audience, in the face of Wen Feng's casual gesture, Huangfu Gao's face suddenly changed drastically, and his body flashed backwards.

His Wind Flame Finger had originally conjured up several scorching winds, but at this moment, they disappeared in an instant.

Huangfu Gao was like an electric shock, and he dodged extremely embarrassed.

"Well, what's going on? What the hell is Huangfu Gao doing?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know why.

Wen Feng turned his head and smiled slightly, and said, "It's one foot again, and it's two-legged again, and the cowhide is blowing loudly." ”

"Come, my feet, here they are. ”

"Now I've taken a lot of steps, come and cut me?"

Huangfu Gao's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Stinky boy, I don't believe I can't pick you up!"

"Broken Mountain Palm!"

He slashed with his palm, almost like gravel breaking a mountain, extremely fierce.

Wen Feng smiled coldly, and the wooden branch came out, and he came directly towards Huangfu Gao's palm. Hey, he

Everyone scolded Wen Feng for looking for death.

The Huangfu High Broken Mountain Palm is also a low-level low-grade martial art, and when attacked with one palm, what kind of power it has.

Wen Feng actually took a small branch and stabbed it indiscriminately, even the palm power that can be split by mountain rocks, will you care about a small dead branch?

But to everyone's surprise, in the face of Wen Feng's wooden branches, Huangfu Gao's face changed again, and he couldn't help but reflexively retreat, like a lost dog.

I don't know what kind of terrifying magic the branch in Wenfeng's hand has, which actually made Huangfu Gao restrained and embarrassed.

"What is Huangfu Gao doing?"

Everyone has been completely confused.

Huangfu Gao missed twice, and shouted angrily, where is the previous chic demeanor.

He turned around and went straight to the weapon rack, and took out a cold blade sword and a heaven-opening sword from it.

Huangfu Gao held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and shouted: "Autumn Wind Sword!"

"Give me death!"

For a time, the sword was double-attacked.

The autumn wind and fallen leaves, the sword light is cold, one knife kills five, and the fire burns the sky.

The whole scene was full of swords and swords, wind and fire, which was terrifying.

"Damn, double kill with swords, so cruel!"

"Being able to perform two low-level martial arts with both left and right hands at the same time, I'm afraid only Huangfu Gao can do it!"

Everyone was stunned.

Huangfu Gao deserves to be known as the first master below the third level of strength, and the offensive of this sword and sword, I am afraid that no one can resist the strength below the third level.

If you change to yourself, in the face of Huangfu Gao's offensive, you will have to kneel directly.

Wen Feng is not dead this time?

But what made everyone almost spurt blood was that Wen Feng still just held the wooden branch in his hand and stabbed it twice crookedly.

He didn't even seem to bother to use one more trick.

But in the face of these two blows, Huangfu Gao almost jumped up, and retreated sharply backwards with a rolling belt, avoiding it.

Nima, hell!

Everyone was speechless.

Wen Feng smiled faintly and said, "Huangfu Gao, I heard that you are a martial artist of the six Huangfu families, and now you have used four of them, and there are still two?"

"Ahh

"I want your life!"

Huangfu was crazy, his body rose vertically, and suddenly one leg swept over from mid-air!

"It's a sweep of thousands of armies!"

"What a fierce leg attack, I have seen him use this move to directly kick a powerful second-level martial artist on the spot, just with one leg!"

Someone next to him said with a stinky foot.

But everyone saw Huangfu's powerful leg sweeping towards Wen Feng, but Wen Feng still didn't dodge, raised a little, and pointed at Huangfu's high hips.

Now everyone understands it.

It turned out that what Wenfeng Muzhi was referring to was where Xiao Ding Ding under Huangfu's high crotch was.

If Huangfu Gao's leg kicks over, he is afraid that if he has not kicked Chinese Peak, he will inevitably be smashed on his little Ding Ding by the wooden branch in Wen Feng's hand.

Huangfu Gao was anxious and angry, and in a panic, he hurriedly took back the leg that was kicked out.

This sudden anger attacked his heart, coupled with the strength of the backlash, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Feng smiled: "What are you anxious about, I'm just scaring you, and I won't really cripple your little brother." ”

"I'm not going to do something like this that cuts off someone else's lifelong happiness. ”

"Ahh

Huangfu Gao's mouth was covered with blood, and he completely broke out.

"Wen Feng, you must die today!"

"Wind Splitting Poison Claw!"

Huangfu roared angrily, his five fingers turned into claws, and he suddenly grabbed Wen Feng.

This claw attacked, and suddenly a puff of black smoke rose up, covering Wen Feng with the wind, and the whole audience immediately smelled a foul smell.

"What! Wind Claw!"

"This ...... This is a low-end mid-grade!"

No one does not change color.

The five martial arts such as the Wind Flame Finger that Huangfu Gao had previously used were all low-level low-grade martial arts.

And it is rumored that Huangfu Gao is also a six-level low-level martial art, but he didn't expect this last must-kill skill to be a low-level mid-grade martial art.

The most important thing is that the Wind Splitting Poison Claw is still a poison attack martial art.

Among all the martial arts, the poison attack is the most headache, not only is it difficult to practice, but once it is displayed, it is extremely damaging, which is difficult to prevent and difficult to treat.

Wen Feng frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Playing with poison? ”

After he finished speaking, he took it easy.

Suddenly, Huangfu Gao's face showed an extremely terrifying look, and he went crazy and ran backwards.

It turned out that with Wen Feng's wooden branch, the poisonous smoke turned into a brick direction, and the anti-Emperor Fu Gao pounced on himself.

Of course, Huangfu Gao knew how powerful his poisonous attack martial arts were, and once he was contaminated by the poisonous mist, he would have endless troubles, so he had to dodge everywhere, wishing that there was a crack in the ground and drill down directly.

At this time, the onlookers also hurriedly avoided the plague and fled in all directions, and everyone knew that the poisonous smoke of Huangfu Gao could not be touched.

Many people secretly scolded Huangfu Gao in their hearts, Nima's you released poison, who are you trying to do?

From the very beginning, the emperor jumped up and down, turning over tricks to use various martial arts, which looked dazzling, but in fact it was useless.

Wen Feng casually tapped a few times with a small wooden branch, and forced Huangfu Gao to dance and jump around, and finally even the middle-grade martial arts splitting wind and poisonous claws counterattacked back, almost poisoning his own people.

Six low-level martial arts, all broken!

Wen Feng, on the other hand, was strolling leisurely, and had already easily walked to the door of the cultivation room at this time.

The dignified and powerful third-level peak, Huangfu Gao, who is known as the number one master below the third level, couldn't stop Wen Feng even a step, and was restrained and obedient.

Including the two cultivation room administrators, all the people on the scene looked stupid.

This Wen Feng, what's going on?

Is he really, that strong?

Could it be that even the emperor is high in front of him, just a dish?

No one, knows the answer.