Chapter 45: The first master of the outer door

C_t; Lingfeng is coming!
He did not wear a gold armor, and he was covered with a black ‘color’ robes and a face full of anger. (). Update is fast.
"Waste, it's all waste!"
Standing in front of the ring, he turned to the dragon and Li Jun, and he hated the iron and became a steel. He said, "Is Mo Yunzong a few waste materials, will you be like this?"
"You, you, and you!"
Ling Feng suddenly pointed to a finger, Li Jun, Xiaolong and You Hao, angry road.. "The face of my outside ‘door’ has been thrown away by you.

"I am the first master of the outside door, and I am shameful with you!"
"puff"
The three men were angry and wanted to defend, but they were too hurt. Zhang mouth squirted a sigh of relief and was so angry that he was so angry.
Now they can't talk at all.
And the people around them are looking at Lingfeng with a dumbfoundation. Which is the latter? !
The three masters of the "door" outside Dagu, who also claimed to be the first master, he is not a foreign "door" disciple!
Even the ‘door’ elders, Mo Shan and others were stunned by Ling Feng’s ‘sticky’ and completely confused. Ling Feng’s is what it’s going to be.
"And you!"
Suddenly, Ling Feng refers to Moshan, the loud voice.. "A ‘crossing’ battle, it’s not the first master of the
door
?

"Afraid that I grabbed their limelight?"
This sentence fell, Mo Shan's old face was completely black, and the pleats were straight out, and he was never pointed at his nose. This singer was really arrogant.
"You..." Moshan opened his mouth and said.
"You, you, just a few wastes, I shot a dead ‘ 棒’.
Ling Feng rushed.
He will not let Moshan speak. Today, he is fighting in the battle, who can stop him.
Moshan's hair was erected, and an old blood almost spurted out. In the presence of so many people, he could imagine how much he had collapsed at the moment.
"Okay, don't talk, this game will be 'crossed' to me." Ling Feng directly waved and interrupted.
Everyone is dumbfounded, and even the elders of the 'doors' are also embarrassed. Does this disciple have to create a record?
Moreover, now that the discerning eye has seen it, Ling Feng is going to participate in the ‘transfer’ battle. This gimmick is down, so he is not ready to retreat.
"This is an opportunity to take a bite of bad luck."
Inside the ‘door’ elders’ hearts, the corner of their mouth could not help but pick up a smile.
In fact, they are also very dissatisfied with Mo Shan. If the outside ‘door’ is not him, it will not fall to the point where it is today. It can be said that Mo Shan has an unshirkable responsibility. (ad)
However, can Lingfeng defeat Mo Yunzong’s disciples? They are also skeptical about this.
"Oh, the first master of the outside ‘door’, then go up and fight.

Na Moshan turned his eyes, and the qi of the chest was also coming out. When he thought about it, he decided to let Ling Feng go out.
This young man dares to scream at him in public. This hatred is a report. He doesn't want to fight with Mo Yunzong's disciples. Then he will fulfill him. When he is defeated, then he will fall down as much as possible, even a good fight. .
The latter thought that it would be too naive to win by blood ‘meat’.
"Thank you for your great elders."
Ling Feng turned his head, and the cold counterattack was a sentence. He bit the "Mo Da Elder" four words very heavy, so that Mo Moshan is very angry, almost violently gone.
"Looking at the 'Mao' line, I have never seen the first master!"
Ling Feng turned his head again and made a big fuss to Moran, Qian Yun and You Hao. They were not afraid of it. This can make a few people mad, and their faces are ‘color’.
Since Moshan has already spoken, they are waiting to see Lingfeng’s
jokes
.
"This guy is crazy!"
The disciples of Lingwu College are all ‘touch’ foreheads. It feels that the whole person is not good. Lingfeng is crazy.
At this time, Ling Qing also came. Originally, this ‘transfer’ battle did not have her share. The four-level warrior went up, I am afraid that even one blow could not stop, so she did not come.
However, now the wind 'wave' is too much trouble, even the inner "door" disciples are alarmed.
"Small wind, you don't want to make trouble." Ling Qing is full of black lines, this younger brother will really join in the fun.
"Sisters don't want to stop me, how can I look at the same ‘door’ being bullied?

Ling Feng’s righteousness said:
Several Mo Yunzong’s waste materials are all killed by a ‘stick’.

"Kid, what do you say?!"
For a time, Mo Yunzong's disciples were angry, squinting, and angry to blow up 'hair'.
They are all small geniuses, and they have no temper to beat the outside ‘door’ disciples. This young boy’s mouth is a waste material. Isn’t this a face?
Awesome, more hateful!
"The first master of the "outdoor" is self-important?"
"You haven't missed the ‘comrade’ battle yet. Now it’s still too late to go on stage. I have to interrupt your ‘leg’.

Lian Leng is always angry.
He has lost four masters in a row, and he really does not believe that this "outer door" first master can go high.
So Ling Feng smiled!
He has been tossing for a long time, just waiting for such a sentence, so that everyone "thinks" that he is a foreign "door" disciple, this has been confirmed by Moshan.
In fact, he knows a little about Moshan, and this kind of person will never let go of any chance for him to go out.
What's more, if this battle wins, Moshan naturally saves his face. Even if he fails, he has a bad breath. Why is he not happy?
"as you wish!"
Ling Feng smirked, and stepped on the platform, and suddenly the stage was lightly shaken, and a trace of dust flew from the bottom of the wind.
"I will make you crippled!" The dragon gnawed his teeth.
"You are not qualified enough!"
Ling Feng snorted and said, "I am in a hurry, let Mo Yunzong be the first high-ranking platform."
Then, he pointed to Mo Yunzong's disciples, and finally his fingertips fell on a teenager who was closing his eyes. The boy's appearance was unremarkable, like a piece of dust buried in the dust.
However, Ling Feng is directly called the war.
"噗嗤"
The crowd was quiet first, and immediately the disciples of the Lingwu Academy suddenly burst into laughter. They thought that Lingfeng would come to power and face the dragon, but who would have thought of playing against an obscure disciple.
Is this a big fight, or is it a disciple? !
However, none of Mo Yunzong’s disciples smiled. Their face’s color changed, and even Mo Yunzong’s elders were the same.
This is the secret they only know. Mo Yunzong is not only a master of four sizes, but also a genius of the finale. It is the boy pointed by Ling Feng.
"Oh, a little bit interesting."
The boy slowly raised his head and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. Obviously he was not thinking, but sleeping.
This makes many disciples of Lingwu College puzzled. Can such a big battle, he can fall asleep?
However, Mo Yunzong’s disciple is very calm. The boy is the strongest. Because of his strength, he is not interested in such a battle.
"However, you will defeat them first, otherwise you will not have that qualification!" The boy smiled calmly, like a simple child, but his tone was very loud.
"Uh?!"
The laughter of the disciples of Lingwu College came to an end, and they all had big eyes, like a ghost.
"That boy is the strongest?!"
Even Li Jun, Xiao Long and others stopped vomiting blood and looked incredulous.
They thought that the four people in the dragon were the cards of Mo Yunzong this year, but who knows that they are wrong, it is very outrageous.
"Ling Feng can see it?"
Mo Shan was also shocked. Even he had neglected it before, but the elders of the 'doors' and the spiritual courts were able to see them.
Just, it can be seen that it is one thing, and whether it can be defeated is another thing.
"So?"
Ling Feng ‘touch’ the ‘touch’ chin, said:
Let’s go together.

"啪嗒"
The sound of the chin falling down, not only the disciples of Lingwu Academy, even the disciples of Mo Yunzong are staying, this guy is crazy.
"Oh, courage is commendable, if you can beat them, I will fight you."
The boy smiled softly, and he was old-fashioned.
"What is Ling Feng, your opponent is me!"
On the battle platform, the dragon's face is ‘color’ and yin’, and he is ignored by Ling Feng again and again, and he can’t bear it!
"Okay, let's start with you."
Ling Feng was very disappointed. His most hope was to fight the boy and solve the battle directly.
"court death!"
The dragon angered and rushed to the crown, and his face was smashed. He always ignored others, and no one ignored him.
As a result, he violently attacked, and the war fists were shot like raindrops, directly rushing to Lingfeng.
"啵"
A gas _ wave blasted, but ... Ling Feng has disappeared.
"Well?" The dragon was shocked, and God's ‘color’ was a bit strange.
Not only him, but people around him were shocked. The speed of Ling Feng was too fast. They only saw a residual image and appeared behind the dragon.
"Kid, you are too slow." Ling Feng blinked and smiled, and the big ‘stick’ in his hand was a little bit of a dragon.
"kill!"
The dragon trembled fiercely, and when it turned over, it was killed. The four warriors circulated directly, and they suddenly became one, forming a crystal handprint, which pressed against Lingfeng.
"嗖"
However, Ling Feng’s flash has once again disappeared.
Undoubtedly, this is the result of his nine-day experience. It is the speed that comes out of the blood. He has completely controlled the pursuit of the wind. Although this state can be played at a very limited speed, it is a must for the dragon. It is enough.
"啵"
Ever since, the handprint directly killed the Mo Yunzong disciple, and the time ‘chicken’ was flying, and everyone rushed back.
That is the four-level warrior, not that they can resist.
"broken"
Daddy, the boy gently patted a palm and formed a lightsaber, which defeated the handprint.
Until now, the disciples of Lingwu College realized that the boy was the most terrible. There was such a power in the palm of his hand. If you try your best, the kind of powerful light is to think about them.
"Okay, let's end here."
Suddenly, a voice slouched in the ear of the dragon, and immediately turned into a dark ‘stick’, and when it was empty, it collapsed.
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