The place where Lin Feng fell was opposite to the mountain, and everyone was thinking that he would not survive this time.

There is a valley below this mountain, which is overgrown with weeds and miasma and poison. Not to mention the disciples, even those elders will not easily get involved.

Moreover, even if he was lucky enough not to die and left the Grace Stage, in terms of rules, he would have lost.

Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, laughing until his face was even more distorted.

He looked at the direction in which Lin Feng fell and shouted, "Lin Feng, aren't you a genius? You're out! What's the use of awakening the Ice Owl Dragon? It's not dead at my hands! Hahaha~"

He laughed almost maniacally.

The crazy eyes, and the smell that was getting worse and worse, made people disgusted and intimidated by it.

"Who said I was dead?" The wind sent an ethereal sound, followed by one hand on the edge of the platform, it turned out to be Lin Feng!

The audience was amazed.

He turned out to be alive, and he didn't really fall. The platform is like a pushpin, big at the top and small at the bottom, very steep.

Being able to grab the platform in that situation, Lin Feng's reaction was indeed sharp enough.

"What? That's impossible! Wang Qing was more distorted, and his eyes were even more crazy.

After being stunned for a moment, he boosted his spiritual power again and wanted to rush forward.

Lin Feng slapped his hand on the ground, jumped up with his strength, rolled in the air, and fell behind him.

The whole process is like flowing water, in one go, and the speed is as fast as lightning. Before Wang Qing came back to his senses, he heard the sound of whirring wind behind him.

He instinctively rushed forward, but unexpectedly a slap came to him.

Wang Qing hurriedly blocked, and at the same time, the two martial spirits roared and pounced on the opponent.

Bang bang bang!

In several muffled sounds, the fist and palm have collided dozens of times. With each impact, the aftermath of tremendous force spreads. On the stage, the orange and green lights are staggered, and the outside world can no longer see the scene in the ring.

Wang Qing never figured out why Lin Feng was attacking behind him, why did he appear in front of him again?

Don't tell him, that's because Lin Feng is fast, no matter how fast he is, he can't be so perverted, right?

Unfortunately, he never had a chance to ask. Lin Feng's attacks were getting faster and faster, like a nimble loach, unable to catch them at all.

Bang!

Lin Feng struck Wang Qing's suit with a palm like thunder, directly breaking through the defense and hitting his body.

Wang Qing, who was at the second order of the Martial Master Realm, awakened two martial spirits in vain, but he didn't take this move.

Fortunately, he was not what he used to be, his reflexes were strong, and he retreated at the moment of being hit, unloading most of Lin Feng's strength. Rao was like this, and he still spurted out a mouthful of pus and blood.

He thought, I won't lose, I have two martial spirits.

But reality shattered his good wishes, and then Lin Feng's attack was like a raging storm, and it didn't give him a chance to breathe at all.

Wang Qing was like a sandbag, thrown up and smashed by Lin Feng, and smashed on the platform. His two martial spirits, under the deterrence of the Ice Owl Dragon, gradually became sluggish.

Bang!

Lin Feng punched him in the cheek: "This punch will hit you for the person you killed." ”

Bang!

Another punch hit him in the chest, and Lin Feng said: "This punch is to warn you, I, Lin Feng, am not just someone who can be bullied, and the next battle book should be the thing you regret the most in your life." ”

After two punches, Wang Qing's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, only to feel that his bones were falling apart, and his internal organs were turned upside down.

Lin Feng was right, he did regret this battle letter now. For a moment, he even wondered what was wrong with him.

However, as soon as this thought came to him, it was immediately swallowed up by another mental power. The world is getting farther and farther away in Wang Qing's eyes.

He grabbed Lin Feng's wrist and grinned: "I'm dead, you won't be better." ”

Lin Feng frowned, and suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound in the air, which was Wang Qing's ten highly poisonous nails.

They had been tracking Lin Feng before, and after Lin Feng fell, they disappeared. It turned out that it was here waiting for him.

Wang Qing laughed wildly, as if he saw Lin Feng's painful appearance begging for mercy.

However, there were a few muffled sounds, and he watched as his hidden weapons landed one after another. And Lin Feng was safe and sound.

Lin Feng looked at him with disdain, slowly grabbed him by the collar, picked him up, and slammed him into the ring.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

The crowd fell silent, and a moment later erupted in cheers. This cheer is for the victor.

Lin Feng was still holding Wang Qing's collar, he was seriously injured, his bloody hand was holding Lin Feng's, and an indescribable smile appeared on his face, as if relieved.

"Lin Feng, you have to know ......"

His lips quirmed, he said something, and then, with a miserable smile, "Do it." ”

Lin Feng's brows furrowed, and a stream of spiritual power poured out.

Rumble!

In that orange aura, Wang Qing's power was sucked away by him, and his body quickly dried up like a dried corpse, and then it was dispersed by spiritual power, turned into powder, and spread among these mountains.

This battle turned out to be such an ending, which is reasonable and unexpected.

The strength displayed by Lin Feng left a deep impression in everyone's minds.

From this day on, Lin Feng has become the most specific idol in the minds of almost all inner and outer disciples.

Although some people were not there in person, they all paid close attention to the outcome of the battle.

Several elders drank tea together, and after hearing the report of their disciples, they all shook their heads: "This kid is too violent. ”

"Yes, the anger is too heavy, even if you are a genius, you may not become a climate. Throughout the ages, are there still few such examples? ”

"Well, I think so. Not to mention anything else, I don't think it will be difficult for him to pass the assessment of the true disciples of the Spring Festival this year. ”

They whispered softly and quickly changed the subject.

Chen Youting is a well-known master of death, and it depends on whether Lin Feng can escape this curse.

In the cave mansion, Chen Youting also got news from Zhou Tao.

"Oh, he won? Hmm~" His tone was as normal and natural as breathing.

And those true disciples took this matter very seriously.

Wang Qing died, died on the platform of Luen. This means that Lin Feng's strength has completely surpassed him, what a god speed.

The true disciples who used to look down on him now began to seriously examine him and collect all the information about Lin Feng.

They need to be quick to decide whether to be with them or against them.

Ding Zhao also knew about it.

Wang Qing was sent by him, and if he failed to kill Lin Feng, he should be very frustrated. But on the contrary, he had a leisurely demeanor, holding a book in his hand, and reading it with relish.

"It's good to die." He said to himself, "I'm worried that I don't have an excuse." ”

Wang Qing is just a chess piece in his hand.

In the corner of the room, a shadow flickered, and suddenly there was one more person.

"You're pretty laid-back, aren't you?" The comer said lightly.

Ding Zhao's face changed suddenly, and he jumped up and stared at him: "Who?" ”

(End of chapter)