Chapter 74: Force you to appear

Use your real strength! Isn't the broken period the whole cultivation of Lan Qing?

As soon as Zhan Feng's words came out, it immediately caused a big wave in the ' martial arts arena'. Many martial artists have always thought that Lan Qing's strength was a broken layer. And Lan Qing's cultivation is indeed a broken layer. At Lan Qing's age, he has the cultivation of a broken virtual period, and he is a super genius no matter where he is placed.

Even if it is placed in those sects, it is a unique talent candidate, with thousands of cares.

However, looking at the look of this ordinary man, he doesn't seem to be lying, as if something really happened.

The warriors were a little confused by the two people in the ring and talked about it.

"Well, I'd like to see what skills you have for me to use my real strength." Lan Qing's face was full of haze, and the cold light in her eyes flashed, laughing.

Lan Qing said this, which undoubtedly affirmed what Zhan Feng said, which made the warriors present very ashamed.

"Oh... I practiced for decades before I practiced until the broken void period. When I saw that the blue youth had the cultivation of the broken void period, I was already very devastated. Unexpectedly, Lan Qing also hid his strength! It seems that I'm really old." Half a hundred old men said with a sad face, and it was obvious that they had been hit hard.

Several old people next to the half-hundred old people are also gloomy. They are all people who have practiced for most of their lives, and they are not as good as others who have practiced for more than ten years. How can they bear it? What's the face?

One of the gray-haired old men frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "We can't see through Lan Qing's real cultivation. How did the boy on the stage see through it? Is it possible that he hides deeper?

As soon as these words came out, several old people couldn't help but look at the calm and confident Zhan Feng on the stage.

Half a hundred old man pondered for a moment, nodded and speculated, "I'm afraid it's true. The means of hiding the breath of this son is much better than the method used by Lan Qing. I think it should be the disciple sent by which gate to practice. But I don't know his name?"

After Lan Qing finished speaking, he smiled coldly, his body suddenly accelerated, clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly hit Zhan Feng. Lan Qing's speed is not fast. His arms are dark, like a dark iron pillar, cutting through the air and bursting into a sharp sound of breaking the air. The mountain-like momentum once again overwhelmed the front.

Seeing that Lan Qing's speed was so fast and the momentum was so strong, the martial artists couldn't help shrinking their pupils and their hearts tightened. Staring at the ring, they are more curious. In what way will this arrogant boy than Lan Qing use to resolve this powerful blow?

But in Zhan Feng's eyes, Lan Qing's speed is too slow! It's not much faster than ants.

In an instant, many warriors couldn't bear to close their eyes, and those who did not close their eyes couldn't help sighing. The arrogant boy did not dodge, as if he was scared and dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, there was no movement, watching his fist hit.

Lan Xin's eyes have been staring at this man. Seeing that he did not dodge, she was worried for no reason. Xiu's hands clenched together and almost screamed.

The distance between the two was only about three feet, and with Lan Qing's sudden acceleration, in less than a second, Lan Qing's fist with a thick black light appeared in front of Zhan Feng's face. Lan Qing sneered at the unavoidable man in front of her and said to himself, "Humph, weren't you very proud just now? It turned out to be just a fancy stand. Aren't you stupid? Do you regret it?"

Suddenly, Lan Qing looked fierce and said to himself, "However, there is no regret medicine in this world. Go to hell!" With that, the black light on his fist was strong again. Looking at the opponent who still had no reaction, Lan Qing seemed to have seen the situation of brain bursting and smiled proudly.

Suddenly, a smile flashed on Zhan Feng's face, and he stretched out a hand like lightning and shook it!

Lan Qing's broken fist was held. Lan Qing was shocked, and the black light on his arm kept flashing and rushing to his fist. After a while, he wanted to take back the clenched fist. However, he felt that his fist seemed to be clamped by a huge pliers, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled.

All the warriors stared at this incredible scene with wide eyes and were very surprised. There is only one idea in my mind. How can it be?

According to Lan Qing's momentum just now, this punch must be a shocking punch. How can it be silently intercepted? Moreover, there was no flash of light on the man's palm!

Many warriors rubbed their eyes in disbelief and wanted to see clearly. Are they dazzled? However, unfortunately, their eyes are not blooming.

When Lan Xin saw this scene, her clenched little hands relaxed, and unconsciously a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She didn't know why she was worried about the safety of this strange man? It seems to be a subconscious reaction.

Zhan Feng smiled and said contemptuously, "Indeed, there is no regret selling medicine in this world. Your speed is too slow. If you don't use your real strength, you will definitely die miserably. With that, he kicked out like lightning, kicked Lan Qing's chest, kicked him out three feet away, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"Since you don't come out, I'll beat you to show your original form! Let me show you what speed is!" A cold light flashed in Zhan Feng's eyes, and his body instantly turned into a shadow.

As soon as Lan Qing stood up in horror, he heard a 'bang' and was kicked into the sky and screamed. Then the kicking sound of 'bang bang' was endless, and Lan Qing's body was like a football, constantly being kicked around, and screams resounded one after another throughout the martial arts arena.

All the warriors only saw Lan Qing's body rising and falling. But no one could see clearly where Zhan Feng's figure was. Occasionally, they only saw a flash of light. When they wanted to see clearly, they couldn't even see the light.

Lu Shang's pupils shrank when he saw this scene and disappeared doubtably in the crowd.

Zhan Feng did not use the angyuan in his body. Since his body was quenched by Jie's 'jade liquid', his physical strength has been comparable to the 'exempt' weapon. In addition, his every punch and every kick was in place, and Lan Qing was directly kicked into a pig's head by him.

'Bum...' with a muffled sound, Lan Qing fell from the air. Zhan Feng's figure appeared then.

Zhan Feng is so depressed that he won't come out anyway.

"Kid, light up the purple inflammation in your body. I don't believe it's not afraid of death." Jie suddenly reminded.

"Yes! Why did I forget Ziyan? Ziyan is the nemesis of all demons. Can't you come out? Humph." As soon as Zhan Feng heard Jie's reminder, he suddenly realized.

The reason why Zhan Feng came forward this time was not because he fell in love with Lan Xin, or because he fell in love with the financial resources of Sheng Lan Chamber of Commerce. Instead, he found that there was a conscious blood evil spirit in Lan Qing's right arm. It was under the influence of this demon spirit that Lan Qing's cultivation suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds, and his temperament became vicious.

Originally, Zhan Feng wanted to force this demon spirit out, but after fighting for a long time, he found that this blood demon spirit was a coward and refused to come out.

Zhan Feng smiled evilly and stretched out a finger, and a wisp of purple flame kept beating at his fingertips. Looking at the frightened Lan Qing, Zhan Feng stepped forward step by step with a smile, and every step seemed to be stepping on Lan Qing's heart.

"What...what are you going to do? Don't come here... I'm the young master of Shenglan Chamber of Commerce. You can't kill me." At this moment, Lan Qing's face was blue and purple, and blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth. He looked at Zhan Feng coming towards him with fear and threatened calmly.

After seeing the wisp of purple flame on Zhan Feng's fingertips, all the warriors showed a look of fear. Why did there be flames on people's fingertips? They don't understand.

However, they all understand that the purple flame is horrible! Because at the moment when the purple flame first appeared, a chill rose in their hearts and lingered.

"Lan Qing, give up and admit defeat!" Lan Xin's mother and five stewers looked at Zhan Feng getting closer and closer with a gloomy face and shouted in a low voice.

Although they decided that Zhan Feng did not dare to kill Lan Qing, what if?

Lan Qing quickly begged for mercy and said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, cousin, I don't want it, let it to you..."

Zhan Feng glanced at Lan Xin and found that she was staring at him. He couldn't help wondering. Did she recognize me? Lan Qing saw that Zhan Feng did not say anything, and he had already admitted defeat. Rolling and crawling down the ring.

Zhan Feng thought for a moment, and he didn't show any feet, regardless of anything else. Seeing that Lan Qing was going to run away, how could he let go of the devil? He said lightly, "Did I let you go?"

Lan Qing, who ran away in confusion, was shocked. As if she had been struck by lightning, she stood straight and did not dare to move. She looked at the people of the Shenglan Chamber of Commerce with her eyes asking for advice.

Lan Xin's mother and the five masters changed their colors when they heard the words and stood up suddenly. Chen Zhong, who spoke before, said coldly, "Your Excellency is too much of bullying? My young master has conceded defeat. Do you want to break the rules and fight against Shenglan Chamber of Commerce?

What a big hat!

The martial artists were indignant. When Lan Qing killed the other two warriors, did they say that Lan Qing violated the rules? Now that his own people are dying, it is shameless to say such words.

However, more is better than less! Although these warriors are not ordinary, as long as they don't provoke them, they will be happy to hang up and hang up high. Let's see how lively it is. Why get into trouble?

Zhan Feng's smiling expression gradually turned cold. He turned his head and looked at Chen Zhong and said, "What can your young master do if he admits defeat? Can't I kill him if I admit defeat? Breaking the rules, I'm not here to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, but I'm here to seek revenge. Is the Shenglan Chamber of Commerce great? A group of mountain thieves can't deal with it. You are so embarrassed to say it, and you are not afraid of shame.

After saying that, he ignored the furious Chen Zhong and others. With a flick of his fingers, a purple flame instantly stained the blue-blue's right arm and burned from his arm to his wrist.

"Ah..." The sad cry resounded through the sky again, and then a harsh scream came from Lan Qing's body, and the eardrums hurt. Many warriors are not good enough to cover their ears to prevent deafness.

The warriors are still like this, and ordinary people are even more unbearable. His mind was shocked, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, bleeding seven orifices, and a large area of him fainted on the ground.

In less than a breath, Lan Qing's whole arm had been burned with only one hand left, and Lan Qing had already fainted in pain.

Then, a bloody and violent red light rose from the palm of his hand, screamed harshly and rushed to Lan Xin.