"Hoo... It's dangerous."

Luo Feng felt deeply relieved. Just for a moment, it seemed as if he had reached the heart of Fu Ling. In the sword Sutra he had understood before, a mysterious step quietly emerged.

Under the influence of ghosts and gods, he suddenly used it and just avoided the other party's attack.

"Brother Luo is really powerful, then I'm not polite!"

Little fat Li Mo said softly, looking at Luo Feng and looking at him a little more.

Such a delicate pace, the other party is just a civilian, how can it be.

Sure enough, people who can be liked by the Qing emperor have great opportunities!

Li Mo rushes up again with his feet flashing and his fist blowing. This is to suppress cultivation. All kinds of simple fist techniques are freely controlled in Li Mo's hands.

For a time, Luo Feng couldn't resist at all. He could only dodge constantly with the pace he had just understood.

At the beginning, Luo Feng's pace was still a little astringent. With the fight with Li Mo, he became more and more proficient.

He also seized the opportunity to harass Li Mo from time to time.

The more he hit, the colder Li Mo felt.

Luo Feng's steps were obviously understood at the beginning, but he took himself as skilled. Only at the same level, he couldn't touch each other at all.

Of course, if Li Mo tries his best and doesn't suppress cultivation, he can end the battle in an instant.

But does that make sense?

Didn't they come here just to fight with Luo Feng to prove themselves?

"Hey, hey, don't fight, don't fight."

After a punch, Li Mo moves and retreats, with a slight decline in his expression.

"Your boy belongs to loach, isn't he? He's so slippery!"

He smiled and scolded at Luo Feng, but he was not ready to continue his attack.

"Hehe, brother Li, why are you doing this?"

Luo Feng smiled. The other party was too big and didn't mean to kill himself.

Luo Feng could feel that the other party had left his hand.

"Why? Brother Luo, you said that the Qing Emperor didn't accept him as an apprentice even though he was my father and others. But he chose you!"

There was a sly light in his eyes, and little fat Li Mo couldn't help laughing.

"You say brother Luo, how can we people have no idea?"

"My father, they are conceited of their extraordinary strength and don't want to bully the small with the big. It's just that we young people don't accept it, so we naturally want to compete with you."

Walking to Luo Feng's side, the little fat man whispered to Luo Feng the information of the other three people.

For a moment, Luo Feng was stunned and his eyes swept over the other three people.

Two men and one woman, all three are the children of the five top powers, just like the little fat man.

Luo Feng remembers that among the five top powers, except one has no children, the other four seem to have gathered together all at once.

Do the four princelings challenge themselves because they are dissatisfied with themselves?

No wonder even the owner had to be nice to himself before. I see!

After understanding the reason of the matter, Luo Feng also knows why he only needs to assess two levels.

The physical quality of the first level should be for these princelings to suppress cultivation.

The second level of comprehension assessment should be to assess yourself alone.

I passed, so I came to the third level.

"Li xiaopang, don't talk nonsense with him. Let me come quickly."

Among the three, the only woman came out, seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a capable purple tights and waving a small whip in her hand.

The delicate face is somewhat feminine, but it reveals a bit of male domineering.

"Well... OK, let's go."

Li Mo glanced back and couldn't help counselling. He gave Luo Feng a look of care before he left, and then withdrew.

"Luo Feng, Li xiaopang has made it clear to you that I Chu Qian came to beat you today."

The girl's words fell, and she acted decisively. She was very decisive, and there was no half muddle.

Li Mo retreats to one side, stands with the other two, looks at the two who have fought, and asks.

"Do you think Miss Chu can win?"

"Fat man, you're awesome. You dare to call this nickname. You're dead when you're heard."

"Fart, get down to business!"

Li Mo tilted his lips and glanced at Chu Qian with a different emotion in his eyes.

"Win? Do you think it's possible?"

The young man on one side shook his head and stepped out of Luofeng. They knew they couldn't win.

The strength of the warrior can't touch Luo Feng at all!

"Well, you won't fight?"

The little fat man wondered, didn't he agree to go all the way? How can he listen to each other? He wasn't ready to go.

"Cut, I don't want to win!"

Disdain in his mouth, knowing that he can't win, he doesn't have the brain like Chu Xiaoniu.

He doesn't do things that waste time. If he has that time, he might as well find more people to exercise.

Little fat Li Mo was surprised, and the shameless degree of the other party increased significantly!

The battle was going on in the field, but the result was obvious. Chu Qian's little whip was perfect, but it didn't help if he couldn't touch Luo Feng.

"You, you are a man, just fight me head-on!"

Chu Qian was so angry that the other party kept dodging. She really couldn't help it.

"Well... This!"

Luo Feng stopped for a moment and fought head-on? He can't fight!

The whip on the opposite side is too terrible to get close at all.

"Good chance!"

Seize Luo Feng's chance to stop, Chu Qian immediately waved the whip in her hand and went straight to Luo Feng's footwall.

For a moment, Luo Feng was in danger and retreated in an instant, but he was still within the attack range of the other party.

When the whip attacked, at the critical moment, Luo Feng's brain worked extremely, as if he had broken through some restrictions, and the scene in front of him became slow.

Originally, I had just realized a trace of sword potential. At this moment, I seemed to have an epiphany.

An inexplicable breath filled the air. The next second, Luo Feng's sword was like a rainbow!

"Bang!"

The whip came from waving, but it was only the power of the warrior. As soon as it touched the sword, it was bounced off in an instant.

"This, this is the beginning of sword power!"

On the high-rise building, another startling voice, the five peak strongmen lost their attitude.

"Grass, this boy is definitely open. The fucking cultivation speed is determined!"

One day to understand the sword potential, one day to understand the instant step, one day to learn the sword potential.

Which of these can be done in a fucking day.

Especially when they cultivate themselves, they know that it took them a year to get started.

People are more angry than people!

"Alas, no wonder the Qing emperor chose him!"

With a sigh, they had to admire each other's talent, which was desperate.

Li Mo and others below, looking at Luo Feng in the Epiphany, were also stunned.

"Dad, what shall we do if we catch a hanging force?"