Luo Feng's thoughts fluctuated, and he soon deduced from An Lianhai's shocked expression that he would be picked by a hundred Gu real people, and he would definitely be a troublemaker in the middle.

"Looks like I didn't die there, and you're disappointed. I'm sorry to frustrate your wishful thinking. ”

An Lianhai quickly reined in his surprise, his expression was solemn, and he scolded sharply: "Do you talk to your seniors like this? I don't understand etiquette at all, it seems that it is necessary for me to teach you a lesson, so that you can remember your duty as an outer disciple and respect for your inner seniors." ”

Luo Feng smiled, raised his crimson waist, and shook it ostentatiously: "Put away your superior face." ”

"Inner disciple, impossible, you have been in the house for less than half a year......" An Lianhai suddenly looked like his nostrils were blocked by a stinky foot cloth, his face was extremely ugly, and he still refused to admit defeat, "You must have used the pill to forcibly break through the realm, hum, short-sighted, you are so eager for success and profit, but you are just ruining your future." ”

"If you think so, it can make you feel better, then it is up to you, the gaze of the bird, how can it reach the sky of the bird. ”

Luo Feng's leisurely and generous posture made An Lianhai itch with hatred, and he was about to tear his face, but Luo Feng took the lead.

"I was going to let you go, after all, you are just someone else's dog, driven by others, and I can't help myself, and I should find the right person if I want revenge. But now it seems that it is necessary for me to fulfill my previous promises, so that you know that there are some people you can't bite!"

An Lianhai laughed angrily: "What are you, you even want to challenge me? Could it be that you have just been promoted and are carried away by confidence? Don't forget, I am better than you in terms of realm." Anyway, now that you are also an inner disciple, it will not be 'bullying the small with the big' if I make another move, it is really better to come early than to come by coincidence. ”

"Nonsense, let me tell you today, don't measure genius by mortal standards. ”

Luo Feng's right fist was smashed out, and the fierce fist shot out of the air, and then skillfully slapped out the left palm, and the soft palm was attached to catch up, and the rigidity and softness merged, turning into a whirlpool.

An Lianhai failed to see through this layer of skill, and was first led by the strength of the fierce fist, wanting to break the strong with a strong force, and shoot out the palm power in the air with all his might.

Who knew that he was only halfway there, and his fist strength had turned into a whirlpool, leaking An Lianhai's airborne palm strength and surrounding him.

"If you can't take the trick on the table, do you think you can trap me like this?

An Lianhai hugged his hands, and countless forces erupted from every part of his body, like a hedgehog shooting out the thorns on his back, forcibly breaking the vortex force, and even the legal clothes on the upper body were torn to pieces.

But seizing the gap, Luo Feng had already deceived An Lianhai's back and slapped it silently.

"Ha, you made a mistake, when you reach the Triple Realm, the sneak attack has long been useless!"

An Lianhai smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that Luo Feng had just advanced to the Spirit Sense Realm, and he was not familiar with using Spirit Sense to fight, so his thinking was still stuck in the past, so he made a mistake.

At the moment, An Lianhai remained silent, pressed his troops and did not fire, and when his palm was close, he suddenly turned around and twisted his arm, and his long arm smashed over like a big iron rod.

However, as expected, Luo Feng quickly retreated, and at the same time turned his palm into a claw, and with a slight click, he had already retreated.

But just the moment of contact, An Lianhai felt the stinging pain of his soul as if he had been pricked by a needle, and instantly figured out the reason, and said angrily: "It turned out to be a refining claw, such an immortal-level martial art, do you think it can hurt me?"

An Lianhai was furious, his hands were like crazy demons in a chain of palms, completely regardless of whether he hit or not, and like a peacock opening the screen, or pointing or fist or palm or seal, if slow or fast, the chaotic strength is like the sea under a storm, setting off thousands of waves, surging.

"Thousands of rivers and hundreds of waves!"

Luo Feng instantly recognized this move, this yellow-level martial art can be split into Qianchuan Palm and Bailang Fist, which is known for its violent strength that changes without a trace and can be found without a trace.

The positive and negative monstrous palms he is familiar with are also based on the sea as a fist, and the two have the same effect, except that one takes the violent waves of the sea, and the other takes the dangerous undercurrent of the sea.

In the face of strong moves, Luo Feng did not retreat but advanced, his body shrank, like a fish and turtle in the sea, and he drilled into the waves of crazy and unwarranted strength, but it was a type of "undercurrent energy" in the palm of the monstrous palm, and after he advanced to the spiritual consciousness realm, he could accurately master and use it.

The mystery of the sea is very easy for people to see, even if the sea is raging, the tide rises and falls, and the depths of the seabed are still undisturbed and silent.

Luo Feng used the undercurrent to the waves, just grasped the weakness, like a fish dividing the waves, approached without hindrance, and printed a palm on An Lianhai's chest.

It's just that as a martial artist who has entered the fourfold micro realm, An Hai can even exert strength all over his body, and at the moment he hit the palm power with his chest, and the hedge dissipated, and then he made a mistake with both hands, and secretly lucked the poisonous energy.

The four arms collided, Luo Feng only felt a huge surge of power, and his arms were numb, knowing that the strength of his muscles and bones was still inferior to that of the other party, so he no longer greeted him, and gently floated back to remove the impact.

Suddenly, he felt a bone-eating stinging pain emanating along the arm bone, he looked down, only to see that the position where the arm was touching, faintly turquoise, knowing that the true qi of the other party's cultivation contained poisonous power, he was busy urging Wan Tu Yuan Gong to exterminate the toxin.

Then, he toed a little, his body was like a ghost, and he circled around An Hailian, making a gentle move without strength, and retreating with a touch, not giving An Lianhai a chance to exert his strength.

As a martial artist, An Lianhai's skills are definitely not slow, but whenever he tries to catch Luo Feng, he finds that he can't catch it, especially every touch of Luo Feng will slow down his thinking, like a bee's poisonous needle, with paralyzing poison.

"Soul Searcher, another third-rate martial art!"

An Lianhai cultivates poison skills, and the poison resistance of the flesh is extremely high, and ordinary toxins can't affect him at all, but the soul search hand is aimed at the soul, not the body, which makes him helpless.

The situation in the field is in stark contrast, Luo Feng is like an ape, and he reaches out from time to time, but An Lianhai is clumsy like a cow and is constantly beaten.

The disciples who were watching couldn't help but let out a sneer, which reached An Lianhai's ears, making him extremely annoyed.

However, everyone thought that Luo Feng was wandering around and looking for flaws, but they didn't find that every time he touched An Lianhai's body, he would hook up a trace of luck and ingest it into the Tai Sui astrolabe hidden in his chest.

Although An Lianhai didn't know this, there was a trace of panic in his heart for no reason, but it was an instinctive vigilance.

However, An Lianhai didn't have time to think about the source of his panic, he just thought that Luo Feng's fly-like attack made him irritable, gritted his teeth fiercely, and took out a clay sculpture of a small armor man from his arms.

"Wandering armor ghosts!"

An armor phantom covered with blood-colored Dao talismans appeared behind An Lianhai, and two points of cold green light shot out of the helmet, which looked similar to a ghost general, but sprinted with a deeper resentment.

Eight-grade martial arts, wandering armor ghosts.

In folk tales, after the murderous general was killed by his betrayed men, his resentment was attached to his armor and wandered on the battlefield all day long, taking pleasure in killing.

When a monk advances to the Spiritual Consciousness Realm, he can use his Spiritual Sense to communicate with the martial arts in the Horcrux, thus obtaining an effect similar to that of séance.

I saw that the phantom of the armor ghost was attached to An Lianhai's body, turning into a resentful spirit curse, condensing a layer of gray armor on the surface of his body, exuding a heavy blood qi.

Luo Feng's hands touched the curse mark armor, and with a "whoosh", it was as if he had touched a strong acid, and a layer of skin was corroded off.

Seeing that An Lianhai's acupuncture points around his body were surging, it was very likely that his whole body would be strong again, so he struck three palms in a row, and withdrew three zhang away to prevent pursuit.

Finally having a gap to breathe, An Hailu hurriedly used the Yin Netherworld Tribulation Poison Skill to dissolve the invading Netherworld True Qi, thinking in his heart: Although the little beast is skillful, it is a new triple realm after all, and it has been cultivated for less than half a year, the strength of the essence is average, and the internal strength of Qi Luck is also general, but there is an extra pure yang meaning in the Netherworld True Qi, which is a little tricky.

He hadn't cultivated the Yin and Yang Realm method of instrument cultivation to the peak, so he didn't understand the mystery of the combination of Yin and Yang, and only thought that Luo Feng had cultivated the Netherworld Technique to a higher level.

Although this is the case, after a battle, An Lianhai has already lost the upper hand in the technical fight, especially when he was forced to summon Wu Ge first, which is obviously a move that he thinks he is invincible.

This lively movement attracted many disciples to watch, making him quite unbearable on his face, but the hands of thousands of rivers and hundreds of waves were defeated, and as a killer Yin Yin Devouring Heart Palm, in the case of using it once, it is difficult to succeed again, not to mention that the last time it did not work, proving that Luo Feng must have the means of disinfection, and he tried it with the Yin and Yin Robbery Poison Skill, but it did not work.

With a turn of thought, An Lianhai had already made a decision, reached out and patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and after the bag mouth was loosened, a group of wasps-like poisonous insects flew out of it, densely packed, and there were more than a thousand.

"Don't think that I only know the means of martial arts, now I will let you see how powerful the black-line centipede bee is!" An Lianhai sneered compassionately, "Attention, as long as you are stung by ten black-line centipede bees, even the master of the five-fold realm will have to fall down obediently, you must avoid it." ”

After speaking, he picked up the curse mark, and in an instant, the swarm of poisonous insects was like a black cloud under his head.