"Ten moves will defeat you?" Su Dazhou didn't believe it.

"I can't believe that in my small iron shop, there are young people with such vision." Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind him.

Luo Feng suddenly alerted and turned back.

In the heart dark startles.

An old man in blue, with a crutch in his hand, was slowly coming out of it.

But before he spoke, he didn't notice.

As you know, Luo Feng is a psychic master, and his mental power amplitude is far better than that of other martial artists at the same level. Even for those who cross the border, the amplitude of his mental strength is far less than that of Luo Feng.

The old man appeared quietly, which naturally aroused Luo Feng's vigilance.

Su Dazhou also looked back, saw the old man and said, "good old Mr Gong."

Luo fengben has also guessed the identity of the old man.

The Sumen family has three generations. The master is Mr. Gong.

Luo Feng is almost sure that the "Mr. Gong" they serve must be the same person.

The old man in front of him gives Luo Feng an extremely mysterious feeling. He must be a warrior, and his strength is far above Luofeng.

Cross the border.

A practitioner is a process of changing one's life against heaven.

The life span of the practitioners who enter the realm of crossing the loot is much longer than that of ordinary people.

Of course, with Luo Feng's strength, we can't see the importance of Mr. Gong's crossing the border.

Mr. Gong's eyes looked a little muddy. He walked out slowly from the inside. His eyes were looking at Luo Feng all the time. "In my iron shop, there is such a young man hidden. I'm really surprised. What's your name?"

"Young Jiang Xingchen." Luo Feng replied.

Although Jiang Xingchen has been working in the iron shop, it is not surprising that Mr. Gong has no impression of him.

"You come in with my husband." Mr. Gong seemed to turn a blind eye to the fighting outside. He took a look at Luo Feng and then turned around and walked inside.

Luo Feng couldn't help being stunned.

"Stars." Su Dazhou spoke in a low voice.

"I'll go there. Be careful yourself. If there is any accident, please hide." Although it is certain that Wang Temple will be defeated, it is a snowy night city. Anything can happen. Luo Feng tells Su Da to make a Monday call and follows Mr. Gong to go in.

When Luo Feng's figure disappeared in Su Da Zhou's line of sight, the crowd rang out a loud voice.

Su Dazhou quickly turned to look, eyes suddenly stare a few minutes.

Sure enough.

Wang Siyun was defeated.

The body fell to the ground with a dust.

Su Dazhou looked at Lu Mingyuan in a daze. He never thought that the low-key manager Lu was actually a powerful warrior.

Su Dazhou more admire Luo Feng's eyesight.

"Third young master." The royal guards retreated one after another, and at the same time helped Wang Siyun up.

Wang Temple Cloud a wipe of blood on the corner of his mouth, coldly staring at Lu Mingyuan, "my Wang family, will not stop here."

Wang Siyun shook his hand and turned around and walked away quickly.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the direction in which all the Wangs disappeared. He waved his hand, "it's nothing. Everyone goes back to work. We have to rush out a batch of goods this afternoon."

"Yes, manager Lu." People look at Lu Mingyuan's eyes have changed.

After all, in this world of practice, the most respected one is the powerful one.

Luo Feng followed Mr. Gong all the way inside.

The more inside, the more it is the core forging place of the second iron shop.

Mr. Gong stopped.

Luo Feng looked around subconsciously. There were many weapons hanging on the wall.

Different from ordinary swords, these weapons have mysterious lines on them. These are all tattooed soldiers.

"It seems that you are not surprised." Mr. Gong said suddenly.

Luo Feng closed his eyes and replied, "younger generation has noticed that many of the guests who come in and out of the blacksmith shop on weekdays are practitioners. If it's an ordinary iron shop, naturally it won't attract those guests, only the tattoo soldiers used by practitioners. "

"Ha ha!" Mr. Gong looked back with a smile, "I can't believe that you are young and have good eyesight. Of course, you don't have to be young. "

Smell speech, Luo Feng pupil is slight shrink, "old gentleman this words how to explain?"

"Come on, who are you?" Mr. Gong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a strong momentum covered him, and he shrouded Luo Feng in the past.

Push! Push!

Luo Feng retreated three steps in a row, and Tianluo Wanxiang method came into operation to resist the momentum. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Mr. Gong, and his mind was tensed to the extreme. "Mr. old, younger Jiang Xingchen."

Mr. Gong snorted, "if you are Jiang Xingchen, why do you need to wear a mask of illusory gods?"

Hearing the speech, Luo Feng was shocked.There was a strong sense of danger.

Xiao Fengye said that those who can see through Feng Sanniang's magic mask must be above Feng Sanniang.

But the seal Sanniang, the Immortal Emperor domain, the emperor list thirteenth!

Is this Mr. Gong so powerful?

Luo Feng's heart has set off a storm, but look hard to keep calm, "old man, I don't understand what you mean."

Luo Feng also has the last trace of luck in mind.

"Hum." As soon as Mr. Gong's momentum was closed, "no one in the world knows better than me the mask of a mad woman.". Because this mask was made by me and her together

As the words fell, Mr. Gong's hand was lifted. Luo Feng felt that his magic mask was out of control and flew to Mr. Gong's hand.

Luo Feng suddenly stepped back for a distance.

Mr. Gong glanced at Luo Feng faintly. "It's really young. What's your name? What's the relationship with the mad woman

Luo Feng took a deep breath and said, "I have no relationship with master Feng. This mask of illusory God is borrowed from elder Feng by my family."

"In the world, there are not many people who can let the mad woman borrow the mask of illusory God for face." Mr. Gong said, "young man, who are your elders?"

Luo Feng's thoughts were spinning rapidly.

He was not sure whether the old Mr. Gong had any malice towards him, but he was sure that if the other side wanted to do something, he could not compete with his strength.

Of course, if Luo Feng fled for his life with the help of many treasures in his hand, he still had a chance to survive. This is also the reason why Luo Feng chose to retreat to be close to the door of the forging room at the first time.

"ZHUGE, a compound surname, has no scholar." Luo Feng looks at Mr. Gong.

"No scholar in Zhuge?" Mr. Gong looked at Luo Feng, "young man, it seems that you still have something to hide from me. Zhuge Wushi has no children, but you claim that he is an elder in your family

Luo Feng heart light pedal, "younger generation just was a slip of the tongue, Zhuge master, is my ancestor is."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Mr. Gong immediately laughed, "there are no scholars in Zhuge, no family, no school. How can you come to the clan?"

Luo Feng, "..."

"You've been avoiding your name." Mr. Gong, why do you want to take the place of old Mr. Jiang? Is it the idea of the mad woman

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