MTL - The Spirit of God Million Domain-Chapter 334 Punch (four more)

Chapter 334 Punishment (four more)

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The challenges in the ring are constantly going on, and the rest are still not fighting, just the first few people.

Lin Xing, Lin Wentian, Xu Feng, He Sheng, Yuan Yang, Li Hansong, Wang Wei, Peng Lin, Wei Sanxiao.

On the ring, there is only one woman, who looks like a hot enchanting man, wearing a big red armor, but the body is wrapped in bumps and bumps, people can't help but drool.

Xu Feng couldn't help but look at the woman a few times and found that the other person was just looking at himself. He frowned slightly.

"Giggle... Little brother, you are so funny." Xiao Meier’s voice is full of temptation. When she laughs, there are two dimples on the cheeks on both sides, which is extraordinarily attractive.

Wu Yun coughed twice and smiled: "Xiao Jiazhu, it is really not easy to make Qianjin. It is said that she is also a martial warfare of cultivation. I don't know how to cultivate to the first floor?"

"Hey, the little girl is not a weapon, but she is practicing to the fourth floor." Xiao Zhan said this sentence, Wu Yun almost did not blow his beard.

Nima, the mad warfare body is the ancestral refining method of the Xiao family. It is the genius who can cultivate to the fourth floor. Xiao Meier is only about twenty years old, and she cultivates to the fourth floor. It is possible to surpass her in the future. Big brother.

Xiao Yuantian can become the first in the dragon list, and it is also the practice of martial arts to the sixth floor, with almost invincible body, almost sweeping all opponents.

"Looking at such a long time, my hands are itchy." Just above the ring, at the end of the challenge, a figure stood up from the position.

It is the core disciple of the floating and sinking gate, He Sheng. His cultivation is the Eight-Piece Lingzong. The body has a shocking momentum, and the mouth of the mouth has emerged as a cold killing.

He swept Xu Feng and walked to the center of Fujian and Taiwan. He watched Xu Feng still sitting there and said, "What? At this time, I still dare not accept my challenge?"

"It seems that He Sheng is still the first to open the genius challenge. He even challenged Xu Feng. Do you know if Xu Feng can stop it?" The onlookers watched He Sheng challenge Xu Feng, and some worried about Xu Feng. .

"That Xu Feng seems to be very simple. A few days ago I heard that he had fought in the Grand Hyatt Restaurant and Lin Xing. Lin Xing finally let him leave safely." Someone relished and laughed.

"No, Lin Xing can be the genius of the Nine-Pin Ling Zong, even if it is facing the second-class spirit, there is also a force of war." Some people do not believe the rebuttal.

On the VIP table, Xiao’s strategy frowned slightly, but he found that Wu Yun’s look was calm. He had some strange words: “Wu elders, don’t you worry about Xu Feng?”

Wu Yun smiled slightly. "There is nothing to worry about. If you have the same waste as He Sheng, you can defeat him. The defeat will be defeated."

Kang Yumei's face is very unsightly. He Sheng is her pro-disciple, but she was described as a waste by Wu Yun. He also said that He Sheng was going to lose to a second-person Lingzong teenager.

Even if she is afraid of Wu Yun, she must be very angry.

"Since the elders of Wu Da are so confident, I have ten drops of a thousand years of spiritual milk here. How about gambling with you?" Kang Yumei took out ten drops of the Millennium Spirit from his arms and opened the way to Wu Yun.

The rest of the people all smiled and looked at Wu Yun. They knew that in the past three years, the three thousand years of spirits were so pitiful. I am afraid that Wu Yun, as an elder of the elders, may not carry ten drops of the Millennium Spirit.

Wu Yun looks a little embarrassed, but only slowly: "The old man came out in a hurry, and he did not carry so many millennial milk. If you want to bet, the old man will gamble with you a little bigger."

"This is a piece of cold jade spar that was obtained when the old man was practicing in the early years. If Xu Feng is going to lose, the old man will present the cold jade spar in his hands."

"Of course, if the life is lost, the old man should not be too much. You can give me fifty drops of the Millennium Spirit." Wu Yun’s words are finished, and the rest of the people look at Wu Yun, as if they are looking at the big head.

Zhu Chao’s words blurted out and said: “Was the elder of Wu Da, is it better for me to bet with you?”

How can Kang Yumei let Zhu Chao succeed, and immediately said: "I promise you, if he lost, I will give you fifty drops of the Millennium Milk."

The cold jade spar is a treasure for the martial arts practitioners who practice the icy avenue. Don't say fifty drops of the Millennium Spirit, even a hundred drops of the Millennium Spirit can not be changed.

"Haha, why don't you dare to come up?" He Sheng certainly heard the bet on the VIP table, and the smile on his face was more intense.

Seeing that Xu Feng was still sitting in the field, there was no action. Many people were screaming at the scene. They all felt that Xu Feng was afraid to shoot.

"If you dare not take it, you will directly admit defeat. It is a waste of time to be silent." A young man sitting not far away is the genius of Wuwai Mountain Villa, Li Hansong.

"Xu brother, do you want me to take your place?" Lin asked Tian to sit next to Xu Feng. He didn't know why Xu Feng didn't talk, but he knew that Xu Feng's strength was never worse than Ho.

Xu Feng stood up and waved his hand and said: "This is just a small feeling that the bet on the ring is still too small. Do you want to raise it?"

"you……"

He Sheng did not expect Xu Feng to be so arrogant. Is it true that he really thinks that he is a second-class Lingzong, can he defeat the existence of his eight-style Lingzong?

"How do you want to gamble?" He Sheng gnashed his teeth, and he decided not only to abolish Xu Feng, but also to let Xu Feng lose money today.

"This is a small bet here, fifty drops of the Millennium Spirit, and bet on the bet!" After Xu Feng finished, he took fifty drops of the Millennium Spirit from his arms.

Lin asked Tian Tian's big eyes. He originally thought that Xu Feng gave him three drops of millennial milk. It was already all the family, but he did not expect Xu Feng to take out so many millennial milk.

On the VIP table, many people looked at Wu Yun and smiled: "I don't think that Sanjie Zhuang is really willing to give up blood, a small inner disciple, rewarding so many millennial spirits."

Wu Yun did not speak, but his eyes flashed, but he did not expect Xu Feng to have such a big chance.

The current Sanjiezhuang, it is really impossible to reward a disciple with fifty drops of the Millennium Spirit.

Peng Lin sat there, his face was very unsightly.

He did not expect that the high-level of Sanjiezhuang was so eccentric. He had been practicing in Sanjiezhuang for so many years, and he had not received Xu Feng’s one-time take-out from the Millennium Spirit.

He Sheng’s eyes show the color of greed, saying: “I have fifteen thousand years of spiritual milk here, I bet you!”

"It's really a big head. I have twenty drops of millennial milk here. I am coming to gamble with you." Li Hansong looked at Xu Feng and took out so many millennial milk.

Hurry up and take out all of his own personalities, can't wait to press on, to know that this is a rare opportunity, missed, but there is no more.

"The remaining fifteen thousand millennial milk, count me Wang Hao!" Wang Yan looked at everyone to make a fortune, but you are welcome, and quickly went up to bet.

"Well? It's not bad." Xu Feng looked at the Millennium Spirit, and he was not afraid that someone would dare to **** it, so he placed it next to the ring.

There are so many elite emperors sitting on the VIP seats. If anyone dares to **** these millennial spirits, they will not have the bones that will be directly killed.

He Sheng had a cold killing on his face and said: "Xu Feng, now the bet has already been finished. Can you still dare not take it?"

Xu Feng glanced at the people around him and finally looked at Wu Yun on the VIP table. He smiled at the latter and looked at the angry man who was opposite. He said: "Noisy!"

When the voice fell, the moment of golden light flashed, I saw that his figure left a residual image in the original place, which appeared directly opposite He Sheng.

Yuan Yang sat there, he did not place a bet, but stared at Xu Feng calmly, his eyes flashing. "The speed is fast, this person is a strong enemy."

When Yuan Yang’s voice sounded, Lin Xing never nodded. He personally handed over Xu Feng and knew that Xu Feng’s strength was not simple.

I know that Li Hansong sneered: "It seems that Yuanyang, who is famous, is also a coward, a second-class Lingzong, and is also qualified to be a rival."

"The mouse is in the light!"

I know that Yuan Yang’s disdainful white gave him a look. He just spit out four words and he was too lazy to argue with him.

"Get out, if you can catch me a punch, even if you win!" Xu Feng eyes looked like a torch, this sentence came out, the scene was amazed.

Everyone thought that Xu Feng was too arrogant, and even Lin Wangtian on the VIP table was frowned. Obviously, he was not happy.

"Xiaoxiang, this child is a bit arrogant, you are less in contact with him." Lin Wangtian stood back to his side, Lin Xiaoxiang.

He Sheng was angered by Xu Feng's words, his cheeks became distorted, and he said: "It's very good. I don't think you are so arrogant. Today I will make you a waste."

Xu Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with his life, his golden light burst out, and the spirit of the double angry sea rushed out, and his body momentum rose to the sky.

As Xu Feng’s momentum broke out, everyone on the VIP table, Kang Yumei and others were stunned, one by one.

How can the second product Lingzong explode such a majestic momentum, which is too ridiculous?

"The stars are dull!"

The moment when Xu Feng stepped out, the golden light was all condensed. When a fist hit out, it was like a star falling from the sky, containing an unrivaled power.

Xiao Meier’s eyes are twinkling, and her eyes are also full of majestic warfare. She did not expect that in addition to her big brother, some people will practice their bodies to such a strong position.

"Big words, give me to die!"

The vitality of He Sheng’s body surging, his hands turning into sharp edges, carrying the violent momentum, is also toward Xu Feng’s fist, turning into a sharp blade and a sword.

He Sheng is not a simple character. He is also an eight-piece Lingzong. He is a genius of the floating door. His hand knife tears the space, and it is even more infinite.

"too weak!"

Many people think that when Xu Feng is going to suffer, he did not expect Xu Feng to stand there, stop, and his mouth is slightly the same, spit out three words.

Above the punch, the endless radiance, the violent momentum rises to the sky, the punch is like a star, completely obscuring the light of the entire platform.

(End of this chapter)