Chapter 277

The bully is invincible and domineering.

This is the ancient style's understanding of overlord boxing. He stood quietly, those complex words changed, and then quickly rotated in his mind. Although these words are very old, they turned into pieces of information and were absorbed by him.

After a long time, the ancient wind opened its eyes. But those eyes have some vicissitudes and some confusion. After a long time, Qingming gradually recovered.

The information is really huge. The ancient divine sense seems to have gone through countless years to digest it. It just happened in a moment.

"Hoo."

For a long time, the ancient wind breathed a sigh of relief. Palm gently to me, a very overbearing breath spread from him.

"Is this the overlord fist!" whispered the ancient wind. It is really special. Although it has no grade or even fixed cultivation method, its power is extremely terrible. With his terrible body, the power he can play will be more terrible.

"It's time to go out." Gu Feng smiled with satisfaction at the corners of his mouth. Although he had twists and turns, he finally found the martial arts he needed.

As soon as the ancient wind stepped out of the Sutra building, he saw thousands of people outside. Among them are students of Shengwu college, teachers and elders.

The vice president and Xuanyuan Aotian looked at the ancient wind at the door of the Sutra building, and their faces couldn't help twitching. They looked at each other and said, "the boy didn't cause the noise just now."

"Why are there so many people?" the old wind frowned. Obviously, I didn't expect so many people to surround here. Of course, he didn't know how much trouble he had just caused.

"Who is that man? How did he get out of the Sutra building?"

"Can't this boy cause the terrible pressure just now?"

"How could it be! Look how old he is. The pressure is more terrible than the dean. He definitely didn't cause it."

"Cut, don't you know that you can keep your youth permanent when your strength reaches the condensing state?" a girl looked at the talking college with great disdain.

Feel that nearly a thousand eyes stare at yourself, and the ancient wind is uncomfortable all over. If you move gently, you will run away.

At the front of the crowd, thousands of old people stared at the ancient wind. Then he walked quickly to his side and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Elder, what's the matter?" Gu Feng looked at the old man. Just now he saw the vice president and President Xuanyuan Aotian standing behind the old man respectfully. It can be seen that the old man's in Shengwu college is very, very high.

"Follow me." the old man's dry palm was carried on the antique arm, and the space in front of him wriggled, and then the two figures disappeared slowly.

Looking at the two people who disappeared, Xuanyuan Aotian and the vice president have been determined. The terror and pressure emanating from the front of the Sutra building is definitely related to ancient customs.

The two people's bodies flashed and disappeared from the original place. Now they urgently want to know what happened to the terrible pressure before

Shengwu college, in the quiet bamboo sea.

In the deepest part of the bamboo forest, the environment is elegant and quiet. Eight or nine attics are dotted in the bamboo sea. There are picturesque beauty near each attic.

Near the attic, there are green grass, fragrant flowers, small bridges, flowing water and strange stones. In the distance, the bamboo forest is green and gloomy, and the birds sing gently and beautifully. The beauty like poetry is refreshing and refreshing, and it's refreshing to be in it.

Closely following the space wriggling, the old and young figures came out of the void.

"Here is..." the ancient wind took a look at the scene here and was in a trance for a moment. It's so similar to the place where his cheap master Su Qian lives. Gu Feng almost thought he had returned to Cangwu hall.

Inevitably, the ancient wind is a little sad. His people have disappeared, and ling'er's whereabouts are unknown. Now Cangwu hall is his home. After coming out for nearly half a year, he still misses some people and things in Cangwu hall.

"Little guy, can you tell me what martial arts you got in the Sutra building?" the old voice interrupted the thoughts of the ancient wind.

Gu Feng turned his head and found that the old man was looking forward to him.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Now he has digested all the information on overlord fist. This fist technique is absolutely terrible. Although there is no grade, the ancient style can be sure that this overlord fist is no weaker than the heavenly sword cut he got from the life and death map.

Such a powerful martial art is also very exciting for the strong in the soul condensing realm. At present, the ancient custom is not sure what the identity of the old man is, so it's hard to say.

"Gu Feng, this is Qianlao, the elder of Shengwu college. He was also the guard of the Sutra building." as soon as the voice came, Xuanyuan Aotian and the vice president appeared in front of them. Speak to the ancient wind.

The old wind was in my heart for a while. The elder of Shengwu college also heard about the old wind. There are ten top strongmen in the dragon cloud Empire, and their strength has reached the peak of the condensed soul realm. Among them, the royal family closed the family and monopolized three people. There are two people in Shengwu college, one is the former president, and the other is the great elder in front of him, Qianlao.

Such figures, even if they are ancient customs, are also highly respected.

Taking a deep breath, the ancient wind said, "I got the overlord fist from the fourth floor of the Sutra building."

"Bawang fist, Bawang fist, it's really this martial art." Qian Lao's face trembled and finally said in a trembling voice: "after ten thousand years of dust, he can finally see the sun again."

"Master, do you know the origin of this overlord fist?" Gu Feng asked softly. Thinking of that peerless figure, his heart was also quite excited.

Qian Lao calmed down and said with a dignified face: "it is said that in ancient times, there was a super strong man in the firmament. He had ordinary talent, but he survived wars again and again. He would lose every war. Finally, he experienced countless sea of blood and corpse mountains. This super strong man is the creator of overlord boxing, overlord."

"Overlord? It's really overbearing." the ancient wind whispered to himself, but the simple two words revealed infinite overbearing. The word "overlord" was given to him by his enemies. It can be seen how powerful this person is.

"This overlord fist has been circulating in the hands of countless people for thousands of years, but no one has been able to get it. I didn't expect that it would be obtained by you today." a look of disappointment flashed on Qian Lao's face.

At that time, he was also gifted and conceited. He thought he would get it. It was a pity that he could not bear the tyrannical pressure and finally failed.

"Boy, it's just luck." Gu Feng scratched his head. Looking at Qian Lao's expression, he can guess one or two.