Chapter 592 (1/2)

Anger burning in the heart!

However, although his arm had been raised in the first moment, he still suppressed it. Even under extreme anger, he did not forget that the place where he stood was the arena of heaven and earth.

According to the rules of the three religions, only talents under the age of 30 are qualified to fight in the Tiandi arena.

Although it is an accident, the ancestor of the iron pot still dares not to do so without the permission of the three religions.

"Grandfather, let me teach him a lesson." Yuan Suo Hsiung looked at his eyes and immediately responded. He took a step, arched his hand toward the iron pot ancestor, and then glanced at Luo Feng. "Let me teach this man a lesson."

The ancestor of the iron pot pondered for a while and nodded slowly, "well, since he stepped on the arena of heaven and earth, it will be regarded as a challenge to you."

Yuan Mou Xiong's mouth showed a funny sneer. Less than five meters away from Luo Feng, he kept his voice down, "boy, do you think Tiandi Daochang and Tiandi arena are places that can be boarded by virtue of a cavity of blood? I tell you, here, life and death, if I were you, I would roll down the arena of heaven and earth, maybe I still have a trace of life

"I'll give you a piece of advice, too." Luo Feng looked at yuan Shiung and spoke seriously.

"What?" Mr. Yuan blurted out.

"Go back and tell your leader that there is a very suitable suggestion here." Luo Feng replied word by word, "the snow mountain school should be renamed the wordy school. It is tailor-made for you."

"Presumptuous!"

Yuan Mou Xiong's anger ignited. In a flash, he took a quick step like a swift shadow. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to Luofeng. His leg shadow was like a whip, and he made a loud noise. It was like breaking through the space and breaking out the fierce power.

"Feng, be careful." Yuluosha opened his mouth in a hurry.

In the twinkling of the tourmaline, Luo Feng still has the mind to smile gently towards the jade Luocha, and his eyebrows exude incomparable confidence. As time goes by, the attack of yuansuo has arrived. Luofeng is like a ghost. His figure is hard to capture. His simple pace seems to have infinite mystery.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every blow of the dollar hit the air.

"No way." The more anxious he became, the more agitated he felt in his heart. It was clear that Luo Feng was near, but he felt that he was far away. He could not catch up with Luo Feng.

"This boy, it's interesting." On the platform, a crazy Taoist priest's eyes showed a touch of unexpected color, "I'm so young that I can understand the artistic conception of transforming complexity into simplicity, that Yuan Yuan what? It's not his opponent. "

Although yuansuo has shown great potential, he can't get into the eyes of a crazy Taoist.

"Is this son Luo Feng? I don't know what school it is. " A crazy Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed. All his attention was focused on Luo Feng's body. "I'm really bold. I dare to call the iron pot an old dog for the sake of a nine immortals. This crazy force, tut Tut, I like it!"

"Old madman, do you mean to take him as an apprentice?" Bai Feng asked subconsciously.

"Not bad." A crazy Taoist priest's answer is unambiguous.

"But you may not be loved by others." Bai Feng said with a smile, "didn't you see that he even scolded the ancestor of the iron pot? It can be seen that the little madman has a deep love for jiuxuan tiannu. If you want to take him as an apprentice, does that mean that Taoism and Tianjiao give up fighting for jiuxuan tiannv

"Bai Feng, you don't have to say too much about it. It's a matter of our own way to accept apprentices. It's another thing to do with jiuxuan tiannv. It's no need to worry about it." A crazy Taoist priest's eyes still fell on the battle of Tiandi arena. At this time, it was still yuanzhixiong who launched a strong attack on chaoluofeng. However, yuanjixiong was no longer unarmed. He had taken out the blood carving bow on his back and used the bow back as a weapon to release a sharp cold light of blood towards Luofeng.

Bang!

Luo Feng hit the blood carving bow with a fist, and the strong anti shock force directly flew the yuan Xun Xiong Zhen out.

There was a burst of exclamation under the stage.

"Where did Luo Feng, the king of hell, come from? It looks younger than the former, but with all his strength, he is obviously much deeper than him. "

"Yuan Suan Hsiung is also the top of many talents in the heaven and earth Taoist field this time. He was so easily attacked."

"No! It was intentional! " All of a sudden, a voice exclaimed, and all the people's eyes suddenly focused on the past. At the edge of the Tiandi arena, yuansuo had stabilized his body. At the moment, there was a sneer in the corner of his mouth. When he turned his hand, he had a snow colored arrow in his palm.

He didn't mean to be shaken, but he was overwhelmingly suppressed by Luo Feng.

But he didn't think he would lose.