Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"Boy, you have some strength!"

"It's just that, just because of this, you also want to run to the deity to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

"ridiculous!"

A tyrannical roar resounded from the top of the mountain, and a burly figure stood up from the top of the mountain, looking straight at Wang Feng like a sharp sword, and the terrifying pressure made the entire void tremble.

Only then did Wang Feng see the true face of Gui Jie.

A body about ten feet tall, extremely burly, with bulging muscles, like a horned dragon lying on a coil, full of explosive power, but its skin is covered with dense black lines, even its face is no exception.

At the corner of the mouth, there are two hook-like silver-white sharp teeth, shining with a cold light, and those jet-black pupils are as deep as a bottomless abyss, making people dare not look at them.

Its face and body alone are enough to bring great deterrence to people.

Wang Feng stood on the void with his hands behind his back, looking down at the ghost from a high position, with endless arrogance all over his body, like an unrivaled **** king looking down on the world.

"Ghost, you and I will fight!"

"If you lose, accept me as the master; if I win, do as you please, dare you?"

The corner of Wang Feng's mouth curled up, and he spoke with an extremely contemptuous gesture.

"oh?"

"What qualifications do you have to let this deity bet with you?"

Gui Jie didn't have the rage as imagined, instead he raised his brows and spoke with great interest.

"how?"

"You are one of the five great evils in the ancient dream burial, and you dare not even take a bet from a human cultivator who is on the sixth step of the Tao?"

Wang Feng sneered and spoke in disdain.

"You don't need to stimulate the deity!"

"It's okay to bet, but it's based on equality."

"You, what qualifications do you have to bet with this deity?"

Gui Yu stared at Wang Feng, sneered indifferently, and in the dark pupils, there was a cold murderous intent.

"Forget it, then let you see if I am qualified!"

Wang Feng sharpened his eyes and shouted in a cold voice.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, his whole demeanor changed dramatically, showing his sharpness and arrogance.

The majestic source power, like a tide, kept surging in his body, and was gathered by him on his fists. As he took a step, the void under his feet exploded, and the whole person changed shape and changed, appearing in an instant In front of Gui Yu, the pair of fists smashed out like a pair of dragons going out to sea!

Feeling the violent force coming from the attack, Gui Jie's face froze, and he greeted him with huge fists without dodging or evading.

"boom!"

The sound of the collision of thunder exploded in an instant, and the terrifying impact forced the surrounding evil spirits to disperse. Man-centered, spread in all directions.

At this moment, Gui Jie's expression really changed.

He looked at Wang Feng who was so close to him, and a look of disbelief flickered in his eyes.

If the blow just now was just his random blow, then now it is his full blow, not to mention the mere sixth step of Hedao, even the second level of the Dao of Heaven, may not be able to block it calmly.

But this human cultivator, whose superficial cultivation is no more than the sixth step of the Dao, actually blocks it?

The original contempt dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by solemnity. As one of the five evils in the ancient dream burial ground, the ghost is brutal and bloodthirsty, but it does not mean that he has no brains. On the contrary, reaching his level of cultivation, wisdom has reached a Terrible.

Being able to block his two blows in succession proves that Wang Feng is definitely more than it seems on the surface.

"This deity has stood on the top of this ancient dream burial ground for countless years, and no one has dared to attack this deity!"

"you are the first!"

"Come to fight!"

Gui Jie stared at Wang Feng, and shouted word by word, strong combat power erupted from his burly body, and the evil spirits rolled in from the sky, gathering around him, like a waking devil, majestic, Vicious and terrifying!

Seeing Gui Jie finally looking squarely at him, Wang Feng's mouth curled up. He wanted to defeat Gui Jie in an upright manner. Only in this way, the other party would have nothing to say and submit to him willingly!

"The first form of the 18th form of source pole burial!"

Wang Feng stared at Gui Yan, roared in his heart, and the source force rolled out of his body, making his fists burst into bright brilliance.

Each of the Eighteen Styles of Yuanji contains infinite changes, which can be punched out, swords out..., but one style can be transformed into thousands, and it is very mysterious. Even Wang Feng, who has comprehended the first three styles, has not yet mastered these three styles. The first three forms are fully understood.

"boom!"

A terrifying aura that seemed to destroy everything erupted from Wang Feng's body. He swung his fists one after another, and the terrifying power gushed out, condensing into fist lights, and smashed down towards the ghost like a stormy sea.

"Well done!"

Gui Jie smiled heartily, instead of retreating, he advanced, also brandishing his fists, and charged towards Wang Feng.

"boom!"

In just a split second, the two collided together, and deafening roars exploded one after another. The battlefield where they were located was already pitch black, as if the sky and the earth had collapsed. They could not be seen at all, and only the explosions that sounded from time to time could be heard The sound and the violent impact of power.

From a distance, it seems that two terrifying monsters that can destroy the world are colliding, and every move can make the world terrified.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Yan Po and Qin Meixin were staring at the battlefield in the sky. Qin Meixin's expression was calm, without any surprise, but Yan Po, who was beside her, was dumbfounded.

She knew that Wang Feng's strength might be very strong, but she didn't expect that he would be so strong. He confronted Gui Jie head-on, and he was not weak at all, and even had the upper hand!

What kind of amazing combat power is this?

What shocked Po Yan even more was that the power that Wang Feng erupted gave her an indescribable sense of horror, as if these powers had surpassed everything, reaching a level that even Dao could hardly reach.

"This...this lord, who is it?"

Extremely shocked, Yan Po couldn't help asking Qin Meixin beside her.

If you count the time she was alive, the years she has experienced are innumerable, but even in these endless years, she has never seen anyone who can possess such astonishing combat power like Wang Feng.

This level of combat power is simply the kind of dream that even the arrogance of the ages would not dare to dream.

"He is just a distressed ordinary person."

Qin Meixin gazed at Wang Feng above the sky~www.NovelMTL.com~ her gaze was full of affection, and she murmured softly.

Hearing these words, the corners of Yan Po's mouth twitched, and a speechless expression flashed on her charming face.

Just this, or ordinary people?

What a joke!

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, you can't wait for your lover to be ordinary.

"Hahaha, good!"

"I haven't fought such a hearty battle for a long time. You have such combat power in the sixth step of the way, and your talent and potential are so strong that even this deity can't match!"

"You are qualified to bet with this deity!"

"Your bet, I accept it!"

Just when Yan Po was about to say something, a hearty laugh burst out from the battlefield. Hearing the reputation, he looked away, only to see Gui Yan staring at Wang Feng with burning eyes, his whole body boiling with fighting spirit, like a madman longing for an opponent. warrior.