Chapter 1198: No. 1 in the World

This is a legacy in the Dragon Palace that even Chu Liuxing and others don't know about.

Regeneration magic!

When these four words fell, many people felt deafening. They couldn't believe it at first, but in an instant, a terrible white light shot out from between Luo Feng's ten fingers, which was an extremely familiar breath to the people of Mantian Sect.

"What!"

Ouyang Shi and Ouyang Wuji and others were shocked and pale, and their faces showed incredible, "This..."

Deep in Ouyang Wuji's heart, he took a breath of cold air, and at the same time, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he looked at Luo Feng unwillingly.

That ball of white light was familiar, but also strange.

Ouyang Wuji instantly judged that this was the complete regeneration technique that several generations of Mantian Sect had dreamed of.

But how could it fall on Luo Feng?

This made Ouyang Wuji unacceptable.

He hoped that he had made a wrong judgment.

The white light was dazzling and extremely blazing. In a blink of an eye, it enveloped the bronze mirror that was rotating at high speed. The bronze mirror was blocked and made a roar. With a clang, it almost tore the eardrums of some warriors around. The power was terrifying, crushing boulders and leaving deep pits on the ground.

With every move, he regenerated the divine light.

Luo Feng's body suddenly rose up, raised his hand and swung his fist, integrating the power of the regeneration magic, and suddenly hit it.

The fist shook the bronze mirror.

Clang!

The mysterious pattern on the bronze mirror burst into an extremely blazing light, but it could not withstand the domineering and powerful blow.

The pattern disappeared like a fire, and the bronze mirror broke and shattered.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's figure crossed over and stepped on the bronze mirror. Now the bronze mirror was like scrap metal. Its only function was to be used by Luo Feng to bounce away and kill the long-armed and long-legged Taoist leader.

Dragon roars and tiger roars!

Thunder and lightning!

At this moment, Luo Feng launched a violent attack,

with an absolutely tyrannical force, surpassing Daotian Sect Master.

The bronze mirror was destroyed, Daotian Sect Master was in a hurry and could not resist. After a few moves, he was knocked back by Luo Feng's punch.

The innate ability of the Ruyi Giant Spirit Saint Body could not support it. His body recovered in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a bang, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Second on the Holy List, Daotian Sect Master, lost!

"Master!" Several Daotian Sect disciples rushed up quickly, protecting Daotian Sect Master, staring at Luo Feng with horror.

Fearing that Luo Feng would kill them all.

Luo Feng stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at him coldly, without any intention of attacking again.

Looking up, there was only one scene left. Chu Liuxing holding a black spear and Tang Da'er holding a silver halberd besieged the injured Ouyang Shi.

After being injured, Ouyang Shi was just a paper tiger, with great momentum but limited power. Chu Liuxing and Tang Da'er were both top geniuses, and they would not miss this good opportunity to beat a drowning dog. The two of them opened fire and beat Ouyang Shi so hard that he had no power to fight back.

Boom!

In the end, Ouyang Shi was hit by the two with all their strength and blasted into the interior of the mountain. Mud and rocks slid down, and he was buried alive in the midst of a bang, and his life or death was uncertain.

The battle is over!

Under the Dian Cang Mountain, even the wind stopped.

The silence was terrifying.

Many warriors were shocked and their backs felt cold, as if pierced by needles.

The three religions joined forces, and the Mo Sect envoys played all their trump cards, which was enough to shake the lineup of the entire warrior world.

In the end, they were defeated at Dian Cang Mountain!

This is destined to be nailed in the long river of history, and it is a humiliation of the three religions.

This truly means the end of the era of the three religions being respected. From today on, the warrior world respects the Dragon Palace.

This is the era of a group of peerless geniuses!

A warrior took out his mobile phone, took photos from a distance, and integrated everything here and posted it on the warrior forum.

The title is... "The World's No. 1, Demon King Luo!" .

This record is enough for Luo Feng to be called the number one in the current warrior world.

He deserves the title, no one doubts it.

When the news spread, the entire warrior world was shaken.

A breeze blew, as if it brought a little chill. Many warriors woke up with a start, and their eyes were focused on Luo Feng.

The three religions were defeated, how would Luo Feng deal with the people of the three religions?

Would he follow the example of the past on the snowy mountain and abolish the martial arts of all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect?

Ouyang Wuji's eyes flashed with despair.

He didn't know how Luo Feng would deal with others, but he, Ouyang Wuji, would definitely die.

He couldn't just sit there and wait to die!

When Ouyang Wuji lowered his head, his eyes flashed with an extremely ferocious light and coldness. He shot his eyes and looked at Song Daiying and Qian Yilan who were not far away from him.

"Luo Feng! Even if I die, I want your woman to be buried with me!" Ouyang Wuji's eyes burst into blood-red madness, and his figure suddenly moved.

Regardless of everything, he stimulated his potential, and his strength increased exponentially. With a wave of his hand, the strongest regeneration technique was overwhelming and crushed the two women.

It was a close call.

The two women clasped their fingers tightly and subconsciously took a step back.

However, there was no fear in their eyes.

With him around, how could they let themselves be hurt?

A figure appeared out of thin air.

The Five Elements Great Escape was much faster than Ouyang Wuji.

Facing Ouyang Wuji's dying blow, Luo Feng had a blank expression on his face, and suddenly, golden light shot out of his eyes.

Ouyang Wuji was already crazy and could not dodge at all. Two beams of terrible golden light directly penetrated Ouyang Wuji's heart, leaving two bloody holes, and blood flowed.

But Ouyang Wuji's momentum did not stop at all, and he still killed.

Luo Feng took a step forward and stepped on an arrow, which was the God-Slaying Arrow that had been scattered when the formation was broken earlier.

"An arrow back for you!"

Luo Feng tapped his toes, and the God-killing Arrow flew up. He held it in one hand and suddenly exerted force. In a moment, it shot through the air and shot toward Ouyang Wuji.

call out!

An arrow sealed his throat and nailed Ouyang Wuji to a big tree. The tree shook violently and leaves rustled down, as if mourning the death of the leader of a religion.

Before today, Ouyang Wuji was so majestic, especially in the battle where he shot and killed Demon King Luo. He was sought after by the martial arts community and respected as the overlord of his generation.

However, the situation took a turn for the worse and Demon King Luo made a strong return. Ouyang Wuji naturally had to pay a heavy price.

"Successful kings and defeated bandits remain unchanged from time immemorial."

A warrior looked at Ouyang Wuji's body from a distance and let out a sigh.

"After today, the world of warriors will be dominated by Demon King Luo. This is destined to be an ironclad fact."

Luo Feng's eyes slowly swept across the audience, and finally, his eyes fell on the leader of Daotian. After a moment, he said in an indifferent voice, "You should be able to guess that I will not kill you. The one who has a grudge against me is Mantian." Teach Ouyang Wuji, and the three of you are of the same spirit, so there is nothing wrong with taking action.”

Luo Feng's eyes met with the Daotian Cult Leader.

The leader of Daotian understood what he really meant.

Luo Feng has a brother. Within the Daotian Sect, if the leader of the Daotian Sect dies, Hua Tianhu and Situ Mingfeng will definitely suffer.

Luo Feng didn't say it openly, he just said a few words, which was considered to be the last bit of face for the Daotian leader.

The Daotian Cult Master stood with difficulty standing with his injured body, looking at Luo Feng with complicated eyes, and finally sighed heavily.

In an instant, he seemed much older.