Su Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes also looked at Song Fan. If he guessed correctly, this person should be the leader of Ji Wudi's words with the power of thirty-five horses.

"Who are you? An ant who has just entered the realm of martial arts and divine enlightenment, dares to stop us?"

In an instant, Song Fan saw through Su Luo's cultivation level, which was just a realm of martial arts and magic. Although the true energy was a little more powerful than ordinary people, it was nothing more.

Song Fan did not recognize Su Luo at the first time. After all, Su Luo's strength is too poor now. Not to mention killing Feng Jian, even some people in the martial arts world who have just entered the realm of martial arts enlightenment are not something Su Luo can deal with.

"The person sent by Feiyu Sect?"

Su Luo said lightly: "I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"Who are you?"

The Feiyu Sect disciple who had the power of twenty-seven horses spoke.

"I am Su Luo. I heard that you have worked so hard to come from the martial arts world to Yanhuang to deal with me. As the host, in order to help you guests less, I am waiting for you here."

"It just so happens that the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and it is also very good as your burial place."

Su Luo had a smile on his lips, and his tone was not filled with fireworks, just like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Hahaha……."

A burst of crazy laughter was conveyed from Xuanhuang horse, all of which were the laughter of the disciples of Feiyu Sect.

Amid the laughter, there is an unimaginable murderous intent.

"Senior Brother Song, an ant who doesn't know the height of the world, it's better for me to deal with this kid."

A disciple of Feiyu Sect abandoned the Xuanhuang Horse and flew like a cannonball. He had already arrived in front of Su Luo with several ups and downs. He punched out with one punch, and the fist was shaking like a towering mountain, hitting in the sky.

The true energy condenses and smashes everything.

This is a boxing technique from Feiyumen, the Boshan Fist.

This person who took action was one of the elite disciples of Feiyu Sect, called Lei Tianfang, who was half-step magical power, possessed the power of twenty-one horses, and his true energy was extremely fierce and unstoppable.

With a pair of iron fists, he beat a disciple of Feiyu Sect who was stronger than him to death with one punch and one punch.

The strength of the fist is amazing.

"Boy, I'll let you know today what is the sky and the earth."

The disciple Lei of Feiyu Sect showed a grim smile. In his eyes, Su Luo was not worth mentioning at all.

One punch is enough!

With one punch, he wanted to let Su Luo die without a burial place, and turn into a pool of mud.

Su Luo didn't even look at it, and just slapped it out with a palm. The palm was light and soft, weak and boneless, as if a child was waving his palm. He looked at Lei Tian with a grim smile: "Boy, I thought you had great skills! He actually dared to intercept us halfway. It turned out to be just a paper tiger, which was ridiculous."

"I suddenly realized that it was a pity that I had killed you now. I would torture you slowly so that you could see with your own eyes how the people around you were killed by us one by one."

"Boom!"

Who knew that as soon as his voice fell, Su Luo's palm power suddenly changed. In his palm, the energy filled his energy, as if the hand of a god had grabbed it from the void, swallowing thousands of miles of energy, and a domineering aura instantly filled the air.

Lei Tianfang's fist power had just touched the palm force, and it was instantly fragile like a piece of thin paper, and it was directly annihilated into nothingness. The palm power condensed by the rolling energy bombarded Lei Tianfang in the sky.

"No, my people are in danger."

Song Fan, who was watching the game on the side, felt his scalp numb when he saw Su Luo's attack, and immediately felt something was wrong. He rose into the air, roared, and his palm fell down, attacking Su Luo.

His palm is not very exquisite, but with his own strength, this move becomes extremely domineering, majestic, and where the true energy emerges, it is like a mountain falling down, rushing down, with infinite power, making people feel a numbness in the scalp.

But it's too late!

Faced with Su Luo's fierce and domineering attack, Lei Tianfang could no longer bear it on the spot. All his true energy was defeated, and his palm was chopped on his chest, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a big hole appeared in his chest. Su Luo broke through it and could not die anymore.

Song Fan's eyes were so angry that he activated his true energy with all his strength. The power of this palm became even more powerful. He shouted loudly: "Boy, you dare to kill the people from my Feiyu Sect. I think you are impatient in your life. Even if you are the Heavenly King, I can't save you. Let me lie down."

"This sentence should be what I said to you. When you step into Yanhuang, your life has entered the countdown."

Su Luo sneered, took a sudden step, and his arm was thrown out like an elephant nose. He fought hard with Song Fan's palm. Only a loud bang was heard. Su Luo felt a sank under his feet, and an unimaginable force suddenly came from Song Fan's palm, and the huge rock under his feet exploded.

Under this powerful force, Su Luo's entire body was like a wooden stake, and it was actually punched into the rocks, and his legs were all buried under the knees.

"What a powerful force, but the quality of true qi is still a distance from the quality of true qi tempered by Xiao Jinren for me."

Su Luo felt Song Fan's power and felt a little moved. He had not used his true energy to fight Song Fan before, but used his true energy to fight Song Fan head-on. He then used Song Fan's true energy to activate the so-called shuikong grass in his body, allowing him to spit out a large amount of spiritual energy in heaven and earth.

"Boy, your strength really surprised me. In Yanhuang, a place where spiritual energy is scarce, you can actually practice to this point. It seems that your adventure is quite big. This allows you to enter the martial arts world. In the future, you will definitely have a place for the strong people."

Song Fan stared at Su Luo with his eyes tightly, with murderous intent. In one fight, he already felt that Su Luo was not easy to deal with. His strength was beyond his expectations. Only by fighting with all his strength could he compete.

"My adventure is of course not small. I will also enter the martial arts world in the future and leave my name in the martial arts world."

Su Luo's voice was calm: "But you can't see this day, and even Feiyu Sect will not have the chance to see it. I was only punishing the evil ones, but unfortunately, you are stubborn again and again, so you are destined to be destroyed from this world."

"Yeah?"

Song Fan sneered and stepped forward: "Boy with sharp teeth, I will tell you now what is called a gulf and a world of difference. Let you understand that the realm of half-step magical power also has an insurmountable gap."

"When I suppress you, I will personally use the soul search technique to see what kind of adventure you have obtained."

After saying that, Song Fan rushed straight towards Su Luo, and his hands suddenly pushed forward. The true energy rushed forward, and it suddenly felt like a strong wind was stirred up. The wind was amazing. Even the huge rock on the mountain road, which was squeaking up in the air by his fist force, and roared forward.

This is Song Fan's strength, extremely powerful and extremely terrifying.
Chapter completed!