The waves rolled, wave after wave, as if endless. The terrifying power formed by the rolling waves of the pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion emanated from Wang Cheng's palm, and the surrounding void had half a chance to resist at all, and was touched by the terrorist power, and then shattered by the terrorist power, instantly collapsed, and turned into nothingness!

Li Feng, who was still breezy just now, couldn't maintain this mentality in an instant, and he scolded in his heart, this guy really didn't make a move according to common sense! The last moment it was obviously a tentative move, but the next moment, it was a terrifying killing move! Wang Cheng was actually Wang Cheng! What was he polite to him, just start fighting, just go straight to killing!

Li Feng didn't hesitate for a moment, his cultivation exploded in an instant, and his cultivation in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant was fully displayed. At the same time, a pair of silver wings suddenly grew on his back, and under this sunless sky, it was still shining, shining silver, very shining. The moment the wings just grew, a whirlwind was raised, and the next moment, Li Feng was far away from where he was just now.

But the next moment, Li Feng saw a huge fist roaring towards his face, the fist in his pupils became bigger and bigger, and a trace of thunder was wrapped around the fist.

"Ben Thunder Fist!" was still an emotionless voice, this voice appeared with Ben Thunder Fist, so that Li Feng couldn't help but listen carefully, but the next moment, Li Feng's heart kept scolding himself, and at the same time he scolded loudly: "Wang Cheng, you insidious and cunning guy! You actually added the 'Voice of Confusion!' When did you go to cultivate this kind of Confused Dao that only women can cultivate!

"Boom!"

The Thunder Fist fell on Li Feng's body without accident, and the terrifying power instantly blasted Li Feng's body into a serious injury, and at the same time, the terrible lightning rushed into Li Feng's body, and in a breath, it patronized the meridians up and down Li Feng's body, and the chaotic thunder and lightning rushed up and down the meridians on Li Feng's body, as long as Li Feng used his spiritual power, the power of thunder and lightning that lurked in the meridians up and down Li Feng's body would destroy the meridians up and down Li Feng's body.

However, even if there were no thunderbolts lurking on Li Feng's body, Li Feng would not dare to use them, or he would not be able to use his spiritual power at all, the terrifying power of the Ben Thunder Fist had already seriously injured Li Feng, Li Feng could still use his spiritual power? It was difficult to run the Dao Method!

The next moment, the Zhantai Elder appeared on the Zhantai, and when he raised his hand, a pill fell into Li Feng's mouth, and the Zhantai Elder had just raised his palm, Wang Chengcheng had already teleported to Li Feng's side, and his hands were on Li Feng's body, and the strong spiritual power was injected into Li Feng's body from Wang Cheng's hands, helping Li Feng refine the pill that fell into his body.

Seeing this scene, the elder of the battle platform didn't say anything, just nodded at Wang Cheng, and immediately disappeared into the battle platform, appearing around the battle platform.

After a while, Li Feng's injuries up and down his body had recovered, and Li Feng felt that his body had returned to his hands, and he was finally able to move. immediately stood up and said to Wang Cheng: "Thank you, Brother Wang, for your mercy." Li Feng knew that Wang Cheng was the kind of monk who didn't like to talk much, so after thanking him, Li Feng came down from the battle platform.

Wang Cheng's expression never changed, and he didn't make a sound to call the other seven disciples to come up to the stage to challenge him, but sat cross-legged on the battle platform, his eyes closed, and slowly ran the Dao method of pranayama.

"What a wonderful battle!" Although Li Feng and Wang Cheng only fought for a while, and only used one or two magical powers, the disciples under the battle stage were all amazed by the excitement of this fighting technique.

Yang Hao didn't have much exclamation, he deeply understood that the battle of a master is often a one-move victory. What amazed Yang Hao was that Li Feng said that Wang Cheng actually cultivated the magical power of becoming a woman's cultivation, which made Yang Hao have a deep memory of this Wang Cheng, if Yang Hao was given the opportunity to meet this Wang Cheng, Yang Hao would definitely beware of this confusing Dao method. Yang Hao knows very well that this kind of confusing Dao method is powerful, and it can often make you silently grasp the Tao.

After an hour had passed, Wang Chengcai opened his eyes and stood up from the battle platform, his eyes swept around the disciples under the platform.

This is the rule of today's selection battle, and every disciple who has won the victory must breathe on the platform for an hour before he can accept the challenge of other disciples or challenge other disciples by name.

After a few minutes, Wang Cheng withdrew his gaze and spit out a few words without emotion: "Ziyang." ”

Shout!

As soon as the word "purple" was exported, a purple figure flew out of the crowd, and when the word "yang" came out, the purple figure had already fallen on the battle platform.

As the name suggests, the Ziyang people are purple all over their bodies, their clothes are purple, their hair is purple, their eyes are purple, and even their skin is faintly purple. When the purple cultivation breath was sacrificed, everyone could see that Ziyang's spiritual power was actually purple.

Presumably purple is also a monk who is not good at talking, as soon as he came to the stage, a purple spear flashed, shooting towards Wang Cheng, and at the same time, purple also turned into a purple afterimage, sacrificed a purple spear, and performed a marksmanship, approaching Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng has the Dao of Confusion in his body, and Ziyang is afraid that he will be like Li Feng who is unconscious, so he has no duty to hesitate to kill and sacrifice.

Wang Cheng's expression has not changed, or Wang Cheng will not have the "change of expression" at all.

He saw Ziyang approaching, and without saying a word, he pulled out a black axe, and a trace of black mangs was wrapped around the black axe, but when he looked again, there was no black mangs entangled on the black axe at all.

Wang Cheng carried the black axe, and calmly split the purple spear with an axe. Splitting the purple spear, Wang Cheng wasted a little time, but after this little bit of time passed, Ziyang came with a purple spear, and stabbed Wang Cheng in the heart of the eyebrows with one shot.

This snatch has a certain rhyme, although Wang Cheng can clearly see the trajectory of this shot, but Wang Cheng knows that he still can't dodge this shot, without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chengcheng sacrificed the black axe, and a trace of black light jumped out of the black axe, forming a phantom of the black axe, and collided with the shot from Ziyang.

After the huge roar echoed, the phantom of the black axe instantly turned into nothingness, and the sacrifice of the illusory shadow of the black axe was also exchanged for the shot of the purple sacrifice that was bounced away, and it could no longer stab at Wang Cheng's eyebrows, Wang Cheng quickly seized the opportunity and lifted the black axe and slashed at Ziyang!