Chapter 696: The Little Devil Meets the King of Hell

In that flash of lightning, Weng Hai reluctantly turned his face slightly. At this moment, Weng Hai also felt a surge of regret in his heart. He shouldn't have mocked Luo Feng and let this guy participate in this action on impulse. After all, this is a living life and a brother of Xuanyuan Pavilion.

Boom!

The same script, but a different result.

The ghost figure flew out directly. At this moment, many people didn't even see how Luo Feng made the move. Including Weng Hai, Weng Hai's eyes widened a little. After a while, he subconsciously wiped his eyes vigorously. He was not wrong. The one who fell down was not Luo Feng.

"This... How is it possible." Weng Hai rubbed his eyes, "What happened?"

"Actually, I have always wanted to tell you." Dongfang Yunxiao said faintly, "Luo Feng's strength is not inferior to mine."

"What!"

Weng Hai was stunned again. After a while, he felt a burst of burning on his cheeks.

It was as if he was slapped in the face. This face was really painful.

However, at the same time, Weng Hai was somewhat surprised. One more strong man means one more hope.

"Okay! Let's attack together again. Dongfang, you and Luo Feng will work together to contain the ghost slave. We may not be unable to win." Weng Hai said loudly.

"Let's see." Dongfang Yunxiao did not intend to continue to attack. He looked ahead with a smile, "Don't look at these people just now. It was the little ghosts who were difficult to deal with. Now, it's the little ghosts who met the King of Hell. They are doomed today."

The little ghost met the King of Hell!

Weng Hai and others did not fully understand the meaning of Dongfang Yunxiao's words, or they would never think that the young man in front of them would be the legendary existence of Xuanyuan Pavilion, the top of Xuanyuan Ranking, King of Hell.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

In a flash, seven or eight figures attacked Luo Feng together.

Before the figures arrived, thick smoke rolled up.

The poisonous breath filled the entire space, and in an instant, it swallowed up Luo Feng...

This scene made Weng Hai and others feel nervous again, including Dongfang Yunxiao, whose eyes suddenly widened and stared at the front, with sweat oozing out of his palms.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Luo Feng's figure had been shrouded in black fog,

A sharp dagger pierced through the black fog and stabbed straight forward.

Boom.

A deafening sound.

Eight figures stabbed at Luo Feng, and all were shaken away. A stream of blood arrows reflected each other in the air, shocking people.

At the moment when the eight figures fell to the ground, the black fog gradually dissipated. The slender and straight body, still calm and composed, walked out slowly, and shook his head at the ghost slave, "The so-called ghost fire, just know how to release a smoke bomb that doesn't hurt?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of many people around couldn't help but change.

Not painful?

You know, just now many warriors from various forces fell under these poisons, but for Luo Feng, it was just a smoke that didn't hurt.

"Too powerful." Weng Hai looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his eyes were even more incredible.

When did Xuanyuan Pavilion produce such an outstanding genius warrior?

Weng Hai thought about it carefully, the first person on the genius list was far less powerful than Luo Feng.

Is this guy usually hiding too deeply?

After the silence, everyone present was also in an uproar.

"Not afraid of poisonous fog." Gui Nu's voice was obviously surprised, his eyes stared at Luo Feng, for a while, without saying a word, his figure suddenly flashed, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Luo Feng like lightning.

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the crown on Gui Nu's head.

That bead made Luo Feng excited, but he suppressed it. After all, he was now representing Yanhuang Xuanyuan Pavilion temporarily, and he must not let anyone see that he was interested in the crown.

To be precise, it was the bead inlaid on the crown.

Luo Feng was 100% sure that this was the third mysterious bead, which contained the third level of the Purple Air Coming from the East, and even more magical things.

Luo Feng had gained too much benefit from the first two levels of the Purple Air Coming from the East.

He was naturally looking forward to the third and fourth levels.

In a blink of an eye, the attack of the ghost slave was close at hand.

The sharp palm wind was permeated with a faint corrosive breath.

The cold air was pressing.

"Huh?" Luo Feng dodged lightly, "Corpse Palm? It seems that Tianshi has also joined the [Ghost Fire]."

Luo Feng's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it fell into the ears of the ghost slave. At this moment, the ghost slave's heart was shocked.

Tianshi!

How could this guy know Tianshi?

Tianshi mentioned by Luo Feng is also a figure on the World Killer Star List, ranking seventh in the World Killer Star List.

The palm energy is like a rotten corpse.

This is the characteristic of Tianshi.

Guinu's palm wind was passed down from Tianshi, and he is one of Tianshi's five disciples.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him revealed the rotten corpse palm in one sentence.

In this lightning flash, Guinu had the urge to turn around and run.

Those who can recognize the unique skills of his master Tianshi are definitely not ordinary people.

However, once the two sides fight, Luo Feng will never give Guinu a chance to escape.

When a little ghost meets the King of Hell, there is no way to escape.

Almost just in a face-to-face encounter, the crown on Guinu's head has fallen into Luo Feng's hands.

"Die for me." Gui Nu roared desperately, using all his strength.

He was already making a desperate attempt!

Luo Feng's move put too much pressure on him.

Bang bang bang!

Luo Feng picked up the crown with one hand and used his other hand to hit Gui Nu's fists.

Bang!

In an instant, Gui Nu seemed to feel a torrent of power pouring into his body, instantly dissolving the power of his corpse palm into nothingness, and the terrifying power went straight to Huanglong, impacting his internal organs.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Gui Nu's body was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Too weak." Luo Feng shook his head and sighed softly.

After experiencing the peak battle between Zhujian Peak and the Three Religions, Luo Feng's vision has indeed been raised. The ghost slave, who seemed to be terribly powerful in the eyes of everyone, was just a small character to Luo Feng. Luo Feng defeated him with just a wave of his hand.

This kind of character simply did not inspire Luo Feng to fight.

Too weak!

There was a deathly silence all around.

Such a terrifying existence actually received the evaluation of "too weak".

But no one could refute it. The ghost slave was defeated by a move and was dying. If this is not too weak, what is it?

All eyes were focused on Luo Feng, holding their breath.

Luo Feng slowly raised the crown in his hand and looked around, "Now, who else wants this crown?"