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Gu Feng didn't want the other party to misunderstand, and finally told the truth.

"Looking for someone?"

Hate whispered with a disappointed face in an instant, and then said leisurely: "This person, I'm afraid it's very important to you?"

"Very important, she is the most important woman in my life!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth, remembering Rou'er's voice and smile, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing such a look, anyone can see that this maple dust is a seed of infatuation.

"I really envy her ......"

Hate sighed softly, knowing that he was thinking too much, and then turned to leave.

"Hate the girl!"

"Don't say any nonsense, in fact, I have long hated this black mask, and now my strength is enough, and I can finally see people with my true face!"

The words of hatred whispered and fell, and he walked out of the Shura battlefield.

Of the four people who may be Rou'er's doppelganger, one is excluded, and there are still three left.

At this point today, Gu Feng's plan has been completed.

Although he didn't succeed in killing Ji Lanxin, all the others in Ji Lanxin's lineage died.

Today, Gu Feng had the opportunity to kill Ji Lanxin, but he didn't, because of the backstage of Ji Lanxin, these leaders have a good status in the Golden City, Gu Feng really killed Ji Lanxin, I'm afraid the next days will be difficult.

And now the urgency of delay is to improve his cultivation quickly, once Gu Feng also becomes the golden commander, and even surpasses Ji Lanxin's backstage, he will have the strength to really kill Ji Lanxin.

Without thinking about it anymore, Gu Feng was ready to step out of the ring.

"Feng Luochen, you are now the third on the Shura list, and there are only two people left in front of you, don't you plan to continue to challenge?"

The referee looked at Gu Feng and spoke in surprise.

Everyone looked at Gu Feng, with a look of anticipation, and witnessed with their own eyes that the new Shura God of War was born on the Shura battlefield in the outer city, which was a great blessing.

"No!"

Gu Feng spoke directly.

He was really not interested in fighting, and if he didn't have a purpose, he wouldn't have come to this Shura battlefield.

The referee said again: "Feng Luochen, I'm afraid you don't know that in the Shura battlefield in the outer city, the person who has won the title of Shura God of War will arrange to live in a house made of sixth-order gold when he arrives in the inner city!"

When Gu Feng heard this, his eyes lit up.

The house made of sixth-order gold is the highest level of house in the inner city.

Now that cultivation is important, Gu Feng can have more resources, so the title of Shura God of War seems to be somewhat useful.

"Okay, then I'll continue the challenge!"

Gu Feng spoke.

When everyone saw this scene, they had a strange look on their faces, this maple dust is really unprofitable!

The referee old man looked at Gu Feng and said: "There are two more people in front of you, the second Qing Ran on the Shura list, the Qing Shura, the first on the Shura list, the ascetic, the ascetic, who are you challenging?"

"The referee senior laughed, with my little strength, how could I be Feng Shao's opponent, I am willing to admit defeat and directly give up the second place on the Shura list!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Qing Ran immediately smiled and said.

After he was suppressed by Gu Feng's Ling Zhi Artistic Conception back then, he knew Gu Feng's horror, and looking at it today, the other party could even defeat the thirty-one vein masters, and he didn't want to ask for hardship.

After seeing this scene, everyone was slightly surprised, but also expressed understanding.

After all, the strength shown by Feng Luochen is too strong, and it is normal for Qing Ran not to dare to fight.

"In this way, Feng Luochen, now you are ranked second on the Shura list, and your victory over the ascetic is the new Shura God of War on the Shura battlefield in my outer city!"

The old referee looked at Gu Feng and spoke.

At this moment, a voice came:

"Amitabha, the Feng donor is so powerful, the poor monk admires it, so I will learn from it today and learn the means of the Feng donor!"

Everyone saw that the ascetic monk in monk's robe walked to the circular battlefield.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone present were eyed.

"Then let's fight!"

Looking at the ascetic, Gu Feng said lightly.

From the ascetic's eyes, Gu Feng can see persistence, with Gu Feng's eyesight, it can be seen that this ascetic is not the kind of person with excellent talent, he can cultivate to this point, and the efforts he has put in are probably far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Amitabha, I hope Master Feng will not disappoint the poor monk!"

The dervish spoke, and then he took off his robes!

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes couldn't help but change, the ascetic has never taken off his monk's robe to fight for so long, which shows the importance he attaches to this battle.

After taking off the monk's robe, everyone was stunned when they looked at the ascetic's body.

He was covered in muscles, and those muscles glowed with a bronz.

Most importantly, the scars, dense, innumerable, were densely covered on his body.

This scar, at first glance, is left by penance, and it is conceivable that the ascetic monk has been doing masochistic practice all along, so that he has the strength he has today.

Such a person is admirable.

Looking at the scars on the dervishe's body, Gu Feng said lightly: "The method of external force attack, improve the strength of the physical body, and speed up the condensation of the golden bloodline, you should be practicing under the waterfall all year round!"

"The donor has good eyesight!"

The dervish couldn't help but speak.

"Practicing under the waterfall, the demand for the physical body is extremely high, and the pain is not something ordinary people can bear, you are very good!"

Gu Feng nodded in praise.

"The donor has won the award, the donor can have such a cultivation, relying only on talent, the poor monk doesn't believe it!"

The ascetic looked at Gu Feng and also spoke.

"You guessed right, the effort you put in because of your cultivation should be far beyond ordinary people, but it is far less than me!"

Gu Feng smiled slightly.

This is Gu Feng's style all along, when he couldn't practice, Gu Feng studied all kinds of martial arts hard, and now he can practice, Gu Feng cherishes it very much, on top of practice, Gu Feng's efforts are not comparable to ordinary people at all.

Since he woke up, Gu Feng has been feeling every moment of the day, and he is running his own exercises, and this kind of dedication to cultivation is unmatched.

"Master Feng is too confident, in terms of talent, the poor monk dare not say first, in terms of hard work, I am afraid that no one can surpass the poor monk?"

When the ascetic heard this, he immediately spoke in displeasure.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's shoot!"

For this matter, Gu Feng didn't want to argue too much, it didn't make sense.

"Hmph, Ji Lanxin Thirty-one Pulse, although it is not good, but it is not in the eyes of the poor monk, the poor monk can enter the inner city three years ago, but no, the poor monk will let you see today, what is the real strength!

Under the ascetic's mouth, the golden veins boiled, and the golden veins instantly atomized, floating out of his body, and surrounded his body.

Soon, a golden phantom of the bell was formed!

The golden bloodline changes the object, which is obviously only possible for a martial artist with more than thirty veins, and today, everyone has seen it more than once.

Is this the strength of the top powerhouses in the outer city?

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