A crazy Taoist priest did not refute Ouyang Huang's words, because he had almost the same idea in his heart. After all, Luo Feng's opponent was the 25th iron pot ancestor of the holy list. Shengbang strong, that is a collection of the world's best martial arts.

Between the two, it's not at the same level.

The potential of Luo Feng is what a crazy Taoist priest likes.

In his opinion, Luo Feng just showed the strength has surpassed the talent of five schools and nine gates.

Under the challenge arena.

"Mother." Jun Lianmeng Mou son is full of anxieties to turn to look at the person to leave song.

She is familiar with the legacy of the holy envoy and understands that the strongman in the list of saints is the ancestor of iron pot. In the world of martial arts, it is the big dipper of Mount Tai. Even when she hears people leave the song, her strength is far from that of the iron pot ancestor.

"Don't worry." Hearing people leave song, Mou Zi has been staring at Luo Feng on the challenge arena of heaven and earth. She also wants to know how strong the limit of Luo Feng is. A line of sky, she felt, Luo Feng this son, did not use all his strength. Even if this is an extremely inconceivable conclusion, people who have personally experienced Luo Feng's strength have to accept this fact.

"Luo Feng's strength, even if it is not defeated, will not be so easily defeated, let alone..." Hearing people's departure song, he said in a deep voice, "a crazy Taoist priest has taken a fancy to Luo Feng. With this layer of scruples, the ancestor of iron pot dare not put Luo Feng to death even if he has the courage. Of course, I'm afraid the pain of skin and flesh is inevitable. "

Jun Lianmeng's lips were tightly pursed, and he looked up at the challenge arena of heaven and earth.

The ancestor of the iron pot took the lead. His body was as fast as the wind, sweeping up the momentum of rough waves. In a moment, it was like a thousand layers of waves overlapped and formed a tsunami. In an instant, he would devour the whole Luo Feng people

"Thirty six blows through the waves!" On the high platform, a crazy Taoist priest stood up. "It seems that the ancestor of iron pot is really not soft at all. It is a unique skill of the snow mountain school to make a direct move."

"Ride the wind and waves and make a series of impacts." The white phoenix Saint shook her head, "it seems that Luo Feng is under the iron pot ancestor, and he can't make a move What The white phoenix Saint suddenly exclaimed, her eyes widened to the extreme.

At this moment, not only the white phoenix saint, but also Taoist priest Yi, Ouyang Huang, and many martial artists of the three religions, five sects and nine sects on the stage and off the stage all opened their eyes subconsciously and looked at the front in disbelief

In front of us is a mountain collapse and tsunami, a huge wave, but Luofeng, unexpectedly, rushed up alone.

What does he want to do?

Front!

Head on?

What a crazy move.

Really crazy!

This is the only thought that comes out of almost everyone's heart at the moment.

No matter how talented you are, the other party is the ancestor of the 25th iron pot in the holy list. In terms of internal force, it is absolutely crushed. When the ancestor of iron pot made thirty-six waves, everyone thought about how Luo Feng could Dodge, even if he didn't have to escape from the heaven and earth arena. Luo Feng did the opposite!

Clench your fists and fight!

Just bang!

"It's beyond the capacity of the mantis."

In the twinkling of the tourmaline, the face of the ancestor of the iron pot showed contempt.

In this attack, he only used the six consecutive hits of breaking the waves, and he was confident enough to hit Luo Feng heavily.

"There is a price to be paid for humiliating the snow mountain school."

The ancestor of the iron pot laughed grimly

Two figures, like two comets collide, in an instant, the explosion of earth shaking sound.

The stone breaks the sky!

Boom boom boom boom!

All the people clearly heard the six sounds, which were the six strikes of the ancestor of the iron pot.

But above the Tiandi arena

The picture is like a freeze frame. Luo Feng's fist is close to the iron fist of the iron pot ancestor, facing each other in the air, motionless.

At this moment, all of us held their breath subconsciously.

For a moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two figures swept back ten meters at the same time.

Looking at each other from afar, Luo Feng's slender body fell on the Tiandi challenge arena, motionless as a mountain. In the depth of his calm eyes, a touch of fiery fighting spirit rose thick and thick, "iron pot old dog, you are a bit out of my expectation."

The ancestor of iron pot is stronger than Luo Feng imagined.

In contrast, Luo Feng's shock to the iron pot ancestor was just like his thirty-six waves. The shock came one after another, and the shock was to the extreme.

His eyes are full of incredible staring at Luo Feng

Just a young genius, even in the face of their own hard to bang, not a bit down.

Even if this is in oneself did not use all one's strength the circumstance, but, this also is too fantastic!

At this moment, the surrounding of Tiandi challenge arena is dead silent.

The needle can be heard.

But in people's minds, they are replaying the moment as if it were a surprise.The supreme young king of Baiyun Mountain hero club, like a comet, is shining and rising in the heaven and earth Dao field!

"He is so strong." Xingyi door, flaming murmuring, his expression, is incomparably frustrated. When Luo Feng set foot on the Tiandi arena, he had already recognized that he even had some schadenfreude in his heart. Luo Feng was the enemy of Xingyi sect. Now he asked for trouble and offended the snow mountain sect, which was the best for Huoyan.

Luo Feng can show the strength, but he was completely deterred.

What is genius?

At the moment, many talented people from all walks of life have bowed their heads in shame. Luo Feng has just said that yuansuo of the snow mountain sect is a waste. It is not exaggerated at all. In his mind, it is true.

"Unique Jade Pagoda." The words Luo Feng said when he stepped on the challenge arena suddenly appeared in his fiery mind. He thought about it repeatedly. Suddenly, his eyes burst out with a strong light.

"Yuluosha, Yama, is it Are they? " Huoyan's eyes were even more shocked and disgraced, "the immortal legend of Xuanyuan Pavilion in China is the first in Xuanyuan list, the king of hell is in the world! Is Yama the king

This moment, as if the waves in the impact of fire in the heart, shocked to the extreme.

"It must be him." At the same time, his face was full of bitterness and bitterness. He even tried to fight against the king of Yama. Xingyimen was the enemy of Yama. This is undoubtedly a disaster.

"I hope the ancestor of the iron pot can hit him hard." Huoyan takes a deep breath. From the moment he guesses Luofeng's identity, Huoyan's heart has already raised fear. At the beginning of Baiyun Mountain hero's meeting, the crusader of martial arts, Luo Feng has been completely offended by xingyimen. If Luo Feng retreats in the heaven and earth Taoist field, it is definitely not a good thing for xingyimen.

It's too late. It's fast then!

The idea of the ancestor of iron pot coincides with fire.

After a slight pause, the iron pot ancestor launched the offensive again.

Great momentum, like a storm, thousands of horses galloping, mountain torrents impact.

"Take me through the waves Thirty six in a row