Gu Feng was a little helpless. He gave Bai Yaofeng a chance, but since Bai Yaofeng didn't want it, he took the initiative to send his head over to chop him?

So polite?

Then, let’s just stop!

"The powerful are always powerful, not external things!"

The ancient wind chuckled, and the three-eyed demon appeared, blending with the deity.

His eyes opened and he instantly arrived at the great perfection of the Martial God Realm.

With one punch, the entire Refining Mountain was shaking loudly, and even a trace of obstacles came from the void.

It means that the ancient style of the punch has exceeded the Martial God Realm, and has a hint of the main realm style, causing the ban on the demon lord tomb to rebound!

Bai Yaofeng's eyes were turbulent, and Gu Feng's punch made it feel a fatal crisis.

Previously, it thought that the power of ancient style was just relying on the military commander.

It was not until now that I realized that the guy had already reached the level of the martial god, and he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

"No wonder I can kill that stupid turtle. It's true that there is some ability!"

"If this holy demon son didn't get the lapis lazuli ruler, he might really fall into your hands!"

"It's a pity that the times are not on you, but on this Holy Demonic!"

Bai Yaofeng roared fiercely, and under the Qingjin Divine Ruler, infinite power burst out, and actually suppressed Gu Feng's punch?

I have to say that Xue Yueqing was very powerful 70,000 years ago and actually refined a magical weapon in the main realm.

Even under the control of a small demon god, the real main realm combat power can be burst out!

However, Gu Feng was not panicked at all and hit ten punches in a row.

"it's useless!"

"The Qingjin Divine Ruler is in hand. Don't say that you are not the Martial Master yet, even if the real master realm is here, you will still be killed by this holy demon son!"

Bai Yaofeng laughed wildly. Under the power of the Qingjin Divine Ruler, the ancient style fist light burst out and went out, and he could not do anything to Bai Yaofeng at all.

But just when it wanted to take action again and directly crush Gu Feng, its face suddenly changed drastically.

The tiger claw that was holding the lapis divine ruler collapsed inch by inch!

The ancient style waved, and the Qingjin Divine Ruler was started, and a crisp sound sounded, pressing Bai Yaofeng to the ground and never lifting his head up again.

"The Lapis Divine Ruler is indeed very strong, but you are too weak!"

"I can't even stand the recoil of my fist!"

Gu Feng shook his head and stepped on it. Bai Yaofeng's head instantly split.

Those who die can't die again!

Jiao Jiuxiao, who was standing beside him, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Bai Yaofeng, the Holy Demon of the White Tiger Clan, died like this?

And when he was winning the Qingjin Divine Ruler and reaching the peak of his strength, he was shocked to death by Gu Feng's fist power?

Dare you believe it?

This is its lifelong enemy!!

Jiao Jiuxiao wanted to sneak away, but he was discovered by Gu Feng.

"Call dad!"

Gu Feng looked at this huge creature and seemed to have thought of something, and said subconsciously.

Jiao Jiuxiao: "..."

The current Jiaolong clan is no longer the former Jiaolong clan. Since its young man returned from traveling, his cousin has somehow been crazy and frightened to replenish human knowledge.

Among them, some slang terms for human race are the most concerned about!

Jiao Jiu, who has always been chasing Jiao Baba, naturally paid attention to it.

So it is very clear that those two words are another title of the human race for his father!

That human race is insulting it!!

"I, the demon son of the Jiaolong clan, Jiao Jiuxiao, will never be a son of man!"

Jiao Jiuxiao Jiao's heart was up and down, slowly supporting himself, looking down at the tiny human, and saying word by word.

bite!

Gu Feng bounced the lapis lazuli ruler again.

Jiao Jiuxiao's claws shivered, and instantly bent to the ground, shouting: "Dad!"

The ancient style is empty and does not exist, and I am very satisfied with the beard.

After this operation, Jiuzi of the Demon Sect and others and Tu were stunned by Gu Feng's eyes.

The White Tiger Clan, the Dragon Clan, and the two largest tribes in the demon clan’s realm!

Bai Yaofeng and Jiao Jiuxiao, as the demon son of the two tribes, can be regarded as the best junior in the two tribes.

But it was such a demon who had one of his head trampled by Gu Feng and the other had his backbone crushed by Gu Feng?

this……

"Is this junior uncle a little fierce?"

Yang Xuyan swallowed a saliva. He was the first to follow Shi Zhixuan and had visited the demon clan realm with Shi Zhixuan.

Although Shi Zhixuan was also very unscrupulous back then, he still gave some face to the top ten tribes of the demon clan and did not do too much.

But Gu Feng directly pressed the demon clan's face to the ground and rubbed it!

"We are going back fiercely, but our journey back... is probably a bit difficult!"

Hou Xibai still maintained a bit of rationality and worried voice transmission.

Outside the tomb of the demon lord, the demon lords of the ten tribes must have been waiting for a long time.

Gu Feng killed demons one after another, which was an absolute mortal hatred.

This level is so sad!

Although Jiao Jiuxiao has become an ancient style mount, the pride of the demon son of the Jiaolong clan will never be extinguished.

"My Dragon Clan demon lord is already guarding outside the demon lord's tomb. The pride of my Dragon Clan, my cousin, and the Eight-Boral Demon Son, are here."

"It will definitely not be allowed to leave this group of human race!"

"The one who laughs the best is not a hero, but the one who laughs the last is a real hero!"

"After the demon lord of our tribe subdued this human race, this demon must have him kneel on the ground and call me 10,000 daddy!"

Jiao Jiuxiao thought coldly and said with a crisp voice: "Dad, there is the exit ahead!"

...

In front of the light curtain.

Everyone sighed at the strength of Gu Feng.

After three falls and three rises, Gu Feng has undoubtedly truly grown up and is getting closer and closer to the title of Lord of the Hantian Palace.

However, no matter how perverted the ancient style is, it is still just a martial saint!

Although he can bully ants below the Martial Master with the vision of the Martial Master.

But what if you face the demon lords of the top ten demon divisions at the same time?

Still a little difficult?

Not to mention that he was burdened with Shi Fei Ye, the Nine Sons of the Demon Sect and the Three Snow Rabbits?

"Slap the house in the face, come on, come on, predict how Gu Feng got out of trouble?"

Ya Changhai saw the thoughts of the master of martial arts and looked at Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao's face was slightly dark, but he was finally hit and was completely exhausted, indicating that he didn't want to speak.

"I'll be awarded?"

"If the ancient wind is infiltrated, I will not want you to behead you!"

Ya Changhai threw out the bait.

Ye Wudao's heart shrank violently and it was difficult to calm down!

He is heartbroken!

Really moved!

As long as you guess, don’t beheaded and kicked as a ball?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
To be continued...