The sound came, angry and depressing, as if the rolling magma roared underground, as if there was a possibility of bursting at any time.

who?

Everyone looked around and tried to find the source of the sound. When everyone dispersed, they saw a group of five or six people coming in from the door. Several of the five or six people had bright red slap marks on their cheeks, and one of them had a swollen cheek. Many people in the field knew them. It was the apprentice of Xiaojingou who was beaten by Wan Xiang and Zhang Feng before. In front of them, a young man in white was walking towards this side. The boy was thin, his handsome face was a little feminine, and his expression was covered with gloomy, and his dark eyes were like fire and flames.

It's him, Chen Luo.

Xue Shang (the fastest update) Wan recognized it, and Ding Zixuan, Ye Qing, Bai Jian and others also recognized it.

"Did you say that just now?" Zhang Feng naturally wouldn't let himself lose face when he looked at him.

Chen Luo walked over and his pace became faster and faster. He pointed at Zhang Feng and asked Wang Wei behind him, saying, "Is he who beat you?"

Wang Wei covered his swollen cheeks, grabbed the corner of Chen Luo's clothes, and shook his head and responded: "Forget it, Brother Chen Luo, let's go back."

"Chen Luo! Why are you here?" Seeing Chen Luo, the Gadfly's expression changed drastically. He knew very well that Chen Luo had a bad temper and did not want to mess with the matter. He quickly persuaded him to go back, but Chen Luo, who was in a deep anger, could not persuade him to stop.

"Is there him?" Chen Luo asked again.

"Brother Chen Luo, let's go back." Wang Wei sobbed, a little scared.

"Oh? Are you here to find a place for him? Haha." Zhang Feng took a step forward and said disdainfully: "You don't need to ask him, I beat him just now, so what can you do?"

The word "大" fell, and with a swish, everyone saw Chen Luo's figure swaying, like a burst of arrows, leaving only a afterimage on the spot, but his man had already appeared opposite Zhang Feng, raised his arms, spread his five fingers, and the spiritual power between his fingers was tangled, crackling, and slapping directly on Zhang Feng's face. His slap was extremely powerful, and Zhang Feng didn't know what was going on, but he felt his cheeks numb. When he realized, the man was already lying on the ground.

Everyone around was shocked, especially when they saw Zhang Feng's bloody cheeks, they felt their scalp numb, because with a slap, Zhang Feng's cheeks were already cracked.

Zhang Feng seemed to be knocked out (""Look at the latest chapter), covered his face, shaking a little. Before he could stand up, Chen Luo slapped him on the left cheek again, and with a slap, Zhang Feng fell to the ground again.

"They will also beat people when they have sex. You bastard, you uncle, I see if you know it hurts today!"

Chen Luo scolded angrily, raised his hand and slapped the chair next to him to smash it, picked up the legs of the bench, and directly rammed it on Zhang Feng's head.

Bang!

A solid stick, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! After several sticks in a row, Zhang Feng was already bleeding.

No one knew who this guy suddenly appeared, and no one would have thought that Zhang Feng, a junior wizard with a change of spiritual power, was not even beaten to faint directly. This scene happened so quickly that no one could react.

"Looking for death!" Wan Xiang shouted in surprise, flipped his palm and pushed the void, and the strong spiritual power turned into a soft palm wind and rushed away. This person was a well-known apprentice of Zhulu Academy and a person in the third echelon of this trial. He had the cultivation of the second turn of spiritual power. Such a palm was also the "Bone Transformation Palm" in the Great Enhancement Stage, which was extremely powerful.

Chen Luo did not dodge or dodge, and in the middle of his hand, he brought up a afterimage. The afterimage looked like a blade. With a pop, he divided the bone-transforming palm into two and hit Wanxiang's chest. He groaned, his body could not stop retreating, sniffing, his clothes cracked, and a slender blood mark appeared.

Before he could be shocked, Wan Xiang shouted violently and jumped up. As his body rotated, his spiritual power turned into a storm. The storm turned, and the light was as bright as a sword.

"The Xuan-level Lower-grade Spiritual Art "Fast Wind Power" in the Great Completion Stage."

On the opposite side, Chen Luo rushed over with a quick step. With his hands raised, the afterimage followed. The violent spiritual power gathered, crackling and slapped it. The violent spiritual power actually condensed a thunder and lightning. Crack! The lightning thunder not only dissipated and disappeared from Wan Xiang's storm, but also smashed his robe and even exploded the membrane.

This is... this is the Great Perfect Thunder Hand!

Everyone was frightened and horrified, as if they didn't expect that this young man in white would practice the Thunder Hand, one of the five great spiritual techniques, to the Great Perfection.

Before he could finish, Wan Xiang screamed in pain and wanted to escape, but Chen Luo was holding his ankle hard and could not move at all.

"Bastard!" Chen Luo roared angrily: "Get down!" He used both hands to pull Wan Xiang's ankle and smashed him hard to the ground. His head hit the ground, and a crack broke open.

"Your uncle, you can fight, right?"

Chen Luo grabbed Wan Xiang's ankle and lifted him up. He hit the ground hard again, bang bang bang bang bang bang! After hitting it for four or five times in a row, Wan Xiang was already bleeding. He shook his hand and lay on the ground, twitching all over.

"Wang Wei, who else can beat you?"

Here, Chen Luo, dressed in white, looked like a demon from hell, swept away with an angry eyes, and the thunderous anger made people shudder.

Wang Wei was cowardly and covered his face with a little scared, while Zhang Dong next to him stood up, pointed to the two apprentices who had just had a table with Wan Xiang, and said, "Brother Chen Luo, there are two of them."

The two apprentices were scared to death and stood up and wanted to escape. Chen Luo was extremely fast and used three moves of the afterimage and arrived in an instant.

"Now I know I'm afraid, what are you doing when you are majestic!"

Chen Luo charged forward, grabbed the apprentice's neck, raised it, and then pressed it down, click! Hit the apprentice to the ground, bang! bang! bang! bang! three times in a row, the apprentice vomited blood.

Another apprentice turned around and ran away, shouting: "Mr. Zheng, save me! Save me!"

Chen Luo charged again, leaving behind a afterimage, clasped the apprentice's head, pressed it to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Don't say anything about Master Zheng, even if your own ancestors come today, you can't save you." Bang bang bang, smashed four or five times in a row, and his head was bleeding.

This scene happened too suddenly, and the thunderous method of the boy in white made Wan Xiang and Zhang Feng beat Wan Xiang to the point of bleeding in less than a few breaths, which was really creepy. The four of them stood up and looked at him in horror. Wan Xiang grinned and had a ferocious face. Just as he was about to take action, Chen Luo picked up the bench legs and pointed it at his head. Crack! The bench legs were broken, and Wan Xiang crawled on the ground, covered his forehead, and rolled on the ground.

Bang!

Chen Luo slapped the table and chairs, picked up another bench leg, pointed at Zhang Feng and others, and said angrily: "Move it and beat you to death!"

At this time, Chen Luo's face was full of ferociousness, his expression was as angry as a ghost, his eyebrows were filled with boundless arrogance, his mouth was domineering arrogance, and his aura was filled with a huge anger.

As soon as Zhang Feng hesitated, he was hit on his head. He was so painful that he lay on the ground and rolled around like Wan Xiang. The other two dared not be negligent, so he quickly lay on the ground.

The waiter standing on the stairs looked at this scene with different expressions, Yuhuafei frowned, and the folding fan in his hand stopped shaking, as if he didn't expect that there were such a arrogant person in Xiaojingou. What surprised him even more was that this person seemed to have had a seven-vein mutated, and he had also cultivated the Thunder Hand to perfection. When did such a great figure appear in the Golden Water Realm?

Xue Shangwan was also looking at it, and her beautiful eyes were also complicated. It was not the first time she was shocked by Chen Luo's thunder methods. She had seen it once in the stone chamber, which made her remember it fresh. But she didn't expect that in just a few months, he actually cultivated the Thunder Hand to the Great Perfection. In this way, he actually cultivated both of the five spiritual techniques in the first realm to the perfection?

Next to him, Mu Hao, Ding Zixuan, Ye Qing, and Bai Jian also changed his expressions. Seeing this scene, Ye Qing thought of the shame that Chen Luo brought to him in the stone chamber. He couldn't bear it at the moment and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Ding Zixuan.

"Senior brother, now I have the third turn of spiritual power and the peak of spiritual art. Do you think I can't beat him?"

Ding Zixuan shook his head slightly and smiled strangely: "Don't forget that Zheng Kaize is on the third floor. He is not a vegetarian guy."

Inside the venue.

The four apprentices from Zhulu Academy were lying on the ground, trembling with fright. Chen Luo carried the legs of the bench and swept across the surrounding people, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what kind of college you are from. Whoever dares to bully our apprentices in Xiaojingou again in the future? If you slap, I slap you ten slaps. If you let them shed a drop of blood, I slap you ten kilograms of blood. I will slap you once every time I see you."

Crazy, madness.

There is no apprentice in the entire Jinshui area who dares to be so arrogant, nor does anyone dare to fly in front of Yuhuai, Xue Shangwan and Mu Hao dare to speak like this with so many masters.

"Friend, can you allow me to say something?" Yu Huafei finally spoke.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Luo's eyes came in an instant and he said angrily: "I don't care what you are. If you don't agree, you can try it."

No one dared to talk to Yu Huafei like this. Although this person was second in previous exams, everyone knew that he had been giving in to Xue Shangwan. You must know that Yu Huafei had killed an evil wizard with seven-turn spiritual power not long ago!

No one dared to talk to him like this, and no one dared to challenge him in public.

But this person dares.

Yu Huafei's expression was slightly strange. Just as he was about to speak, four or five people came down from the third floor and a sound came from him.

"Young Master Zheng, that person is right below!"

Everyone can hear that the first person in Zhulu Academy is the second tier of this trial. Zheng Kaize, who has three spiritual power and has two Xuan-level middle-grade spiritual techniques, has come down. Anyone who has heard of Zheng Kaize knows that this person is a tough person. He often mingles in the jungle little spirit world, burns, kills, loots and other things.

"Mr. Zheng, save me!"

"Young Master Zheng, it's him, he beat us."

When Zheng Kaize went downstairs and appeared here, Wan Xiang, Zhang Feng and others shouted as if they had caught a life-saving straw.
Chapter completed!