Chapter 595: The Strongest Luo Feng

This time, Patriarch Tiehu did not hold back any more. Just as Ouyang Huang guessed, Patriarch Tiehu also wanted to kill Luo Feng within three moves. With his strength and position in the martial arts world, even this would not be possible. If it cannot be done, the Iron Pot Patriarch will feel it is a shame.

How had I ever put a young boy in his twenties in his eyes?

Riding the wind and waves, the crazily folded force is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the accumulated force is like a surging river rolling in with majesty lapping at the long bank.

Breaking the waves, thirty-six strikes!

At this moment, on the Heaven and Earth Arena, Yuan Xiong stepped back three steps in a row before he managed to stabilize his figure.

"Huh?" On the high platform, the White Phoenix Saint noticed another scene. She was also swept by the thirty-six waves of breaking waves in the heaven and earth arena. Even where the Jade Rakshasa stood, Bi Yuanci The male one was more frontal, but under this wave, she remained motionless.

"The Nine-Xuan Heavenly Girl actually has such deep internal energy?" Saint Bai Feng was a little surprised, "But I didn't notice the fluctuation of internal energy in her body. It's really not simple."

"Don't talk about Jiuxuan Tiannu, just that little lunatic." Taoist priest Yifeng stared straight ahead and said in a deep voice, "Don't you all realize that although he has the inner strength of the sixth grade of Mingjin on the surface, However, from beginning to end, there was no trace of any fluctuation in his internal energy during the battle."

"What you mean is that he has been fighting Patriarch Tiehu with his physical strength!" On the high platform, the eyes of Saint Bai Feng and Ouyang Huang showed strong shock almost at the same time. They both knew very well that this What does it mean! A young boy can actually temper his body to a state comparable to that of a strong man on the Holy List. This process must be extremely shocking and unimaginable.

This is more difficult than cultivating internal strength.

Miracle upon miracle.

Boom boom boom!

Luo Feng seemed to be determined to have an upright contest with Patriarch Tiehu today. No matter how violent the attack from Patriarch Tiehu, he did not give in at all. His face was calm and composed, and with a wave of his hand, The thunderbolt combines the unique skills of hundreds of schools of thought, reducing complexity into simplicity, and responds to the thirty-six blows that break the waves.

boom!

The two sides faced each other head-on. Such a head-on confrontation made everyone below hold their breath, for fear of missing any wonderful detail.

"Is it true that Luo Feng can completely catch the thirty-six blows of Breaking Waves?" At this moment, many people suddenly had such an idea in their minds,

When he came back with such an exciting spirit, he felt a little unbelievable. Since when did he and others think that Luo Feng's strength was equal to that of the Iron Pot Patriarch?

The two can even be said to be people from different eras.

It was supposed to be a world of difference, but at this moment it completely subverted everyone's perception.

Boom!

Suddenly, Luo Feng's body was blown away. He landed on the ground and took ten steps back before he managed to stabilize his body.

Seeing this scene, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally defeated. Damn it. If Luo Feng can draw with Patriarch Tiehu, then... wouldn't our lives have been in vain?"

"Breaking Waves has thirty-six blows. He must have received at least nearly thirty blows. Even so, it's unbelievable."

"I'm afraid there are not many geniuses of the same age group within the three religions who can rival Luo Feng."

Many people began to discuss it. In their opinion, Luo Feng finally lost.

Looking on the other side, Jiang Xiaoxue's eyes showed extremely anxious look. The moment Luo Feng's body was shot away, Jiang Xiaoxue felt that her voice was about to jump out, although Luo Feng did not show any signs of injury. His expression still worried her.

"Luo Feng, you must not get into trouble."

Jiang Xiaoxue murmured a prayer secretly.

"Mother." Jun Lianmeng turned to look at Wenren Lige pleadingly.

"Don't be anxious." Wenren Lige stared upward and said in a deep voice, "Taoist Priest Yi Feng warned Patriarch Tiehu that Patriarch Tiehu would not dare to kill Luo Feng. Let's just wait and see what happens. "Actually, Wenren Lige still had a word in her heart that she hadn't said out loud. She always had a vague feeling that Luo Feng hadn't tried his best.

"The thirty-six strikes of Breaking the Waves are indeed powerful." Luo Feng raised his eyes, looked at the Iron Pot Ancestor, and praised him sincerely.

However, a flash of anger flashed across the eyes of Patriarch Tiehu.

What he saw in Luo Feng's eyes was appreciation.

Why should a mere young boy appreciate his thirty-six strokes of breaking waves? He should be afraid, fearful.

"You are indeed an unparalleled genius for being able to take the thirty-one blows before I broke the waves. Unfortunately, you are too ignorant." While the Patriarch Tiehu was angry, his eyes revealed a sigh of pity, as if to fight back against Luo Feng, " Although I won’t kill you, I just said that I will give you a slap you will never forget! Now, it’s time to fulfill my promise.”

The Patriarch Tiehu bowed his body slightly, his figure ejected, and he rushed out like a meteor.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

"The thirty-six blows of Breaking the Waves, towards the end, the power is doubled." The ancestor of Tiehu laughed ferociously, "You can take the first thirty-one blows, but you may not be able to withstand the thirty-second blow. !" It was too late, but the figure of Patriarch Tiehu was already approaching Luo Feng.

"Multiply?" Luo Feng's eyes lit up, and he laughed out loud to everyone's surprise, "I want to see, you old dog Tiehu, can you make me, Luo Feng, use all my strength for the first time."

As soon as the words fell, everyone below the ring couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

"Luo Feng hasn't used all his strength yet?"

"Who doesn't know how to brag?"

"Impossible!"

Almost everyone subconsciously shook their heads in denial.

"He actually used his internal force at this time." On the high platform, a crazy Taoist suddenly blurted out, his eyes full of doubts, "But what's the use of relying on the internal force of the sixth level of Mingjin?"

Saint Baifeng and Ouyang Huang couldn't figure it out.

Soon, Luo Feng gave them the answer!

Facing the attack of Tiehu Patriarch, Luo Feng suddenly jumped high and avoided the attack of Tiehu Patriarch. However, at this time, Luo Feng's figure was already in the air.

In a duel between strong men, opportunities are fleeting.

Tiehu Patriarch naturally would not miss this opportunity and attacked suddenly.

Luo Feng had nowhere to hide...

In the air, the figure was falling. At this moment, Luo Feng's eyes burst out with an extremely hot light.

It was like the scorching sun shining on the world.

Go all out!

Using the power of the Purple Qi from the East, he merged it with the power of his physical body. The two merged in an instant, and an extremely terrifying power burst out.

Luo Feng had never used this move before.

Even if it was Wenren Lige, Luo Feng did not need to merge the power of the Purple Qi from the East to fight her.

Today, the Iron Pot Patriarch forced out the strongest Luo Feng!

Bang! ! !

One up and one down, four palms collided!

Everyone's eyes widened to the extreme at the first moment...