Chapter 108 Flying Fist Rock

Subbly, Ling Feng shook his foot and kicked the sheep lying on the ground.

"Pap" kicked on the sheep's crazy chest, kicked people up and fell down heavily, "Papa!" He fell on the slope again.

Ling Feng said sarcastically, "Kid, I'm so happy that my heart beats too fast. It's an epilepsy attack! You ruffian is so upturned that you want me to be buried with you! It's not a big deal. You say, what about those beggar gangs? Don't you want to break up again, hum! Don't pretend to be dead. Don't get up quickly.

The epilepsy kicked on the chest and shook the power. His heart beat and flew down again. He squeened and rushed to his throat with a breath.

"A-Poo!" The epilepsy spewed out, "Wow!" A plum blossom rushed out of its mouth, and a trace of sultry in the throat quickly rushed out. A wisp of ghost swam back quietly at the door of hell!

The sheep's crazy body shook a few times. Suddenly, he sat up, opened his eyes with two stunned eyes, and looked at Ling Feng without blinking!

Ling Feng took a plum blossom and quickly retreated dozens of feet. He looked at Feng Mo's head with his eyes to see what the man did. This battle was inevitable. He fought to death again. He met the brave on the narrow road to win. He was a counterwind fighter from the back of the time tunnel, and he had already put life and death aside.

However, it was very tricky to fight this battle. The two people rushed down from the mountain. I don't know what the way was. One of them held a peach blossom in his hand. He guessed it well, and he was also a man with the devil.

A peach blossom is also a magic flower, which can intate people's hearts and devour living people. The magic is not under the plum blossom.

This person who holds peach blossoms must have a lot of magic function, and he is also a strong demon soul-level demon.

Two demons take action at the same time, and they have no chance to win. It is an inevitable result. A plum blossom, cultivates the function of esopting away from the earth, whether to slip away or stay, you can disappear at the foot of the Qinling Mountains when you get into the stamens. From then on, you will fly far away and become an eight-level metaphysical skill. After reaching the highest level, you will destroy the red flower club. This gang is a scourge.

Ling Feng is not a person who is greedy and afraid of death. Since he met Feng Motou, he will have to fight a shadow battle sooner or later. It depends on fate whether he dies or not. Running away is by no means his own surname. Fighting brave surname is in line with his life ambition. He was still thinking about his mind, and suddenly the voice of Feng Motou came to his ears: "Hmm! The outsiders said it beautifully. A plum blossom was given to the goat. He spewed out of his throat in one breath, and the flower also spit it out and robbed him. Hey! That can't be spared! Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you have to peel off a layer of skin. What's more, it's a joke from heaven that you sent you to die at the foot of Qinling. Isn't it a joke from heaven that you can leave alive when you hit the plum blossom owner?"

"Aha! Feng Motou, you are also a narrow-minded and stingy person, but the end will not be much better than that of a disciple. He almost died on a plum blossom. You can see it! If the flower wants to get it back, the master warns him that he has to lie down like a sheep. However, whether you can stand up and talk depends on your creation!" Ling Feng's eyes were facing the sky, and he was not afraid of the large number of people. He disdained it and still looked at it as if nothing had happened.

"Don't brag. Such big words can't scare people to death. You have just become a strong martial arts level, and you don't have much future, hum! He is not young. There are only a few people in the world who can go out alive when they hit the hands of the plum blossom owner. With this look of flowers, they can still turn out the palm of their hands.

"People can't be looked good, and the sea can't be measured. judging people by their appearance is often harmful to people, and even harms their lives. The world is so big that you don't know how many people you can have in your family. You are just a strong demon soul level, and the person who often kills yourself is yourself! If you don't believe it, try your skills, and you will know whether it is true or false!" Ling Feng has a lofty ambition, and his fighting spirit is strong! Although the cultivation level is much different from that of the other party, he still has the will to win.

"I don't believe in this evil. I have to teach a superior martial arts and bravery. With this begging face, who do you want to scare? Is it true that you are all called Huazi, and you have to retreat and hide away? This is simply a fool's dream. If I take a move, it must be the pressure of Mount Tai. You will be vulnerable and die very miserably. Feng Motou could still hold back. He showed a ferocious face and seemed to be manic.

"You're absolutely right. If you don't get out of here as soon as possible, you can do it later! Just like epilepsy, there is a plum blossom in your mouth, stuck in your throat and you can't breathe, hum! Bai Wu often locks the chain and takes care of it to see the Lord of Yan. From then on, it will be gone forever! The plum blossom owner will be removed from the name of Jianghu. At that time, your name will be changed to 'flower idiot devil', and you will be a nymphomaniac in the underworld, and you will be a romantic ghost. Ling Feng still joked with a smooth tongue.

Feng's eyes were convex, and on a numb face, two pieces of horizontal meat were cramped. He suddenly clapped his hands, and the red light flashed, and rolled out into a fireball burning and squeaking.

"Ji!" "Hit!" "Sit!" A strong wind stretched out a tongue of fire with the flame and red shadow, whining and burning to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng shrank his body and said, "Stand!" Drilling under the hillside, the earth can't be seen.

In a moment, thousands of feet of dust filled the air, thick smoke rose and black gas chaos, a dark cloud covered the eyes, and the five fingers could not be seen. When the hillside passed the fire, the soil and rocks were charred into carbon ash deep into thousands of feet in the ground.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, the ashes and dust fell to the ground, the air was clear, the sky returned to light, and the figure of Lingfeng could be seen there.

Ling Feng came out of the peak hundreds of feet high and jumped. He sat on the protruding rock, a plum blossom flashing red.

Ling Feng looked down and was still squeezing at Feng's demon head, and his tongue appeared and swayed his mouth to make a grimace.

"Oh!" Oh!" "Wh!" Oh!" ! Ling Feng kept shouting to attract the attention of this group of demons! His thighs were swaying, still stinging back and forth, and the dirt on his feet fell down and fell into the mountain stream.

Feng Motou looked up and saw that Ling Feng You'an sat on the rock. He didn't know how he escaped from the fire. His nose was crooked with anger. He waved an old fist to bombard the convex rock on the mountain, and fell into the abyss with this outsider to fill the mountain stream that could not be seen to the end.