Chapter 252 From Now on, My Legend Will Be Remembered in the Jianghu

Chapter 252: From now on, there is my legend in the Jianghu

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the ring.

They secretly guessed the identity of the strangely dressed masked man.

In their impression, there is no such genius in the martial arts world.

Who is he?

Under the ring, the people who think that this man's figure is very similar to Luo Feng are not only Xiao Zhengtai Ying, but also Qian Yilan.

The masked man stood with his back to the crowd. This back figure really looks like Luo Feng, but this thought only flashed through her mind, and Qian Yilan didn't think much about it. In her subconscious, she thought that Luo Feng would never appear here.

"Hide your head and show your tail, are you so shameful as to be a disciple of the Nine Gates?"

After the masked man walked onto the ring, Jiang Ziyi kept looking at him.

Jiang Ziyi could not detect any internal energy from him.

"Or, Elder Ping's house was not locked, so a madman broke in?" Jiang Ziyi sneered playfully.

Ping Liangzheng's face was completely depressed and embarrassed.

He was also confused about the origin of this masked weirdo.

If he was really just a madman, it would undoubtedly bring shame to Xingyi Sect!

However, at this time, the people under the ring didn't need to think too much.

The masked weirdo took the lead in attacking Jiang Ziyi.

He rushed up and punched Jiang Ziyi.

It was an ordinary punch, without any change of force, relying entirely on the tyrannical energy.

Huh!

Although Jiang Ziyi didn't feel any fluctuation of internal force, she felt a breath of overwhelming pressure.

Her pupils couldn't help but tremble.

This masked weirdo was extraordinary.

Jiang Ziyi's figure flashed away.

The masked weirdo was Luo Feng.

Although he wanted to leave, that stupid girl really made him worry.

Luo Feng finally chose to appear in this way.

He didn't bother to talk nonsense with Jiang Ziyi and launched an attack directly.

The longer he stayed here, the more likely he was to expose his identity.

You know, there are several of his acquaintances in the audience.

The fist wind fell.

After Jiang Ziyi dodged, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he hit Luo Feng with his backhand.

The black air lingering on his fingertips was filled with a cold breath.

Huoyan, it was this poison that made him lose.

In a flash of lightning.

Luo Feng's figure retreated a distance, and with a step, his figure rushed up again like an arrow from a string. The fist wind suddenly changed, and an extremely swift and fierce momentum came overwhelmingly.

On the ring, it seemed that an invisible leopard roared.

"The leopard's traces are vast!"

The perfectly integrated Xingyi Leopard Fist.

The first time it appeared, it burst out with earth-shaking power.

The leopard's traces are vast and difficult to capture, as if there are leopards roaring in your ears, and the momentum is overwhelming.

A terrifying punch.

The power is far above Jiang Ziyi.

Jiang Ziyi leaped with all his strength, trying to retreat and dodge.

But Luo Feng didn't give him such a chance.

The fist whistled over.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It hit Jiang Ziyi hard.

Jiang Ziyi's body flew more than ten meters away, and fell to the ground with blood spurting out.

"Thank you."

A hoarse and low voice fell.

Everyone didn't have time to react. This masked weirdo jumped off the ring and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight--

Everyone was stunned.

The earth-shattering punch just now popped up in their minds.

Shocking.

After a deathly silence, the crowd exploded instantly!

"Awesome, really awesome!"

"When did such a person appear in the martial arts world? I've never heard of it."

"I've never heard of it, which proves that he is a rising star. No senior would come out with this image. I guess this weirdo must be a disciple of a powerful person!"

Compared to others, the disciples of Xingyi Sect were even more shocked!

"This punch---" Qian Yilan's eyes were full of shock, "Why do I feel the breath of Leopard Fist? But this is not Leopard Fist, it is ten times more powerful than Leopard Fist!"

"The mystery of Xingyi Leopard Fist is permeated everywhere, but it is perfectly integrated and grasped together." Ping Liangzheng's eyes could not hide his shock, "This--could it be the strongest Leopard Fist created by a senior of Xingyi Sect?"

It really looks like Leopard Fist, but it is better than Leopard Fist.

Everyone was stunned.

The arrogant Jiang Ziyi was knocked out of the ring with the most brutal force.

That masked weirdo is really strong.

At this time, the masked weirdo Luo Feng had already left the Heike mansion and got on a taxi. Although the driver's eyes were a little strange, the red banknotes in Luo Feng's hand still gave him a sense of familiarity, and he immediately drove Luo Feng away.

Arriving at a clothing store, Luo Feng changed all his clothes, and finally threw his hat into the trash can, changed back to a hairstyle that he felt very handsome, looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, and praised it with satisfaction.

"I am no longer in the martial arts world, but the martial arts world has my legend from now on."

Luo Feng squinted and chuckled.

The legend of the masked weirdo.

At this moment, it has spread in the Heike mansion.

This matter is destined to become the headline of the martial arts world today.

The sixtieth birthday of Xingyi Sect’s law enforcement elder Ping Liangzheng attracted the presence of Jiang Ziyi, a junior from the Skeleton Abyss, one of the Seven Abyss Evil Sects who had disappeared for ten years, and defeated Huo Yan, the most outstanding genius of Xingyi Sect, and humiliated the disciples of the Nine Sects.

Fortunately, a masked weirdo finally took action and defeated Jiang Ziyi, saving face for the Nine Sects - but, think about it carefully, the masked weirdo did not seem to say that he was a disciple of the Nine Sects.

Anyway, everyone present thought he was, so he was considered one.

As for Jiang Ziyi, he jumped over the wall and left when everyone was in a daze.

Ping Liangzheng’s sixtieth birthday, which was originally lively and lively, became boring.

No one was in the mood to eat and drink here.

What signal did the high-profile appearance of the disciples of the Skeleton Abyss mean? Was the long-silent Seven Abyss Evil Sect ready to move again?

This matter must be reported to the sect as soon as possible.

When the banquet started, many people took a few symbolic bites and left.

Ping Zining was greeting guests downstairs, while Ping Liangzheng was standing in the room on the second floor, looking gloomy and embarrassed.

In front of the bed, Jiang Xiaoxue was checking the pulse of the unconscious Huo Yan.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoxue stood up.

"How is it? What's the situation of Huo Yan now?" Ping Liangzheng asked impatiently.

"Fortunately, Senior Ping's internal strength is deep, and he stopped the poison in his body from spreading further in time, otherwise, he would have died of poison gas."

Jiang Xiaoxue is the descendant of the ancient medical school. After the masked weirdo defeated Jiang Ziyi and both of them left, Ping Liangzheng had no intention of chasing him, but immediately invited Jiang Xiaoxue up.

Relatively speaking, Huo Yan is more important.

If Huo Yan encounters an accident because of this, this will be the biggest loss of Xingyi School!

"Senior Ping, prepare a set of silver needles for me, and bring paper and pen." Jiang Xiaoxue ordered decisively.