"Okay, so strong!" Zhao Tianyang and others widened their eyes, exclaimed in surprise, and punched a powerful master with one punch. This is against the will of heaven.

But soon, Zhao Tianyang frowned and stared at Lin Feng. He felt a strange feeling in his heart that Lin Xuan had seen somewhere before him.

"Oh my God, he actually punched a powerful quasi-grand master. It's incredible?" Zang Qiong was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Even if you have such strength, you can have a place even if you are in the Hidden Sect." Zhaoyan sighed.

"Senior Sister, how is he compared to Senior Brother Tibetan Sword?" Tibetan Long looked at Lin Feng and asked in a deep voice.

Zhaoyan frowned, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "The number of five or five."

"The number of five or five? Oh my god, how is it possible?" Zanglong's face changed drastically, and he showed a look of shock.

Zang Jian, the chief senior brother of the Taoist sect, is a peerless master among the younger generation. His comprehensive combat power ranks among the top three among the younger generation of the Yinmen. His methods are amazing and he can compete with the older generation. He can be regarded as the son of the gods and the idol of countless people in the Yinmen.

But now, it is equally matched with the secular youth, and the outcome is about 50%?

This is amazing.

At this time, Zhao Yan frowned even deeper. She was born with double pupils and had a keen perception. For some reason, she always felt a strange feeling in her heart, feeling that Lin Feng had not done her best.

She sighed and said, "This is still the case where he has no hidden strength - if he hides his strength, Senior Brother Zangjian will definitely lose."

"——"Zang Qiong, Zanglong's face changed drastically, and he was shocked and speechless.

"This, what kind of boxing technique is this?" Dao Lin got up, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at Lin Feng, and asked.

He believed that being able to repel him with one punch must be extremely clever boxing. Otherwise, looking at the world, no one except their unfathomable sect leader could do this.

"Fist as you wish." Lin Feng's mouth raised.

"Fist as you wish?" Daolin was stunned for a moment, frowned, scraped his stomach, racked his brains, but he had never heard of this kind of boxing technique?

"Where comes from, which sect or sect?" He asked in a deep voice. Is there any other mysterious sect in the world besides the Hidden Sect?

Lin Feng shook his head and smiled, a trace of disdain flashed across his face, and he spit out two words lightly.

"madness!"

"Bastard, what did you say?" Daolin was furious, his eyes red.

"Boy, why are you howling?" Big Mouth carried his hands on his back, walked forward, sucked his teeth, and shouted: "Young Master, saying stupidity is simply an insult to the word stupidity. No matter how you return, this is simply a pig, and you can't understand it-"

As he said that, Damou looked at Daoli with a provocative look on his face, and said with disdain, "Boy, I heard it, Master Chu will give you some science. The so-called "Attachment boxing is free of choice, no door or sect, just like hitting a dog, punching casually. Do you understand now?"

"How can a random punch be able to have such great power? This is impossible." Daolin couldn't believe it, thinking that Lin Feng and the others were fooling him and deliberately creating momentum, which caused psychological pressure on him.

"It's really - stupid." Lin Feng sighed helplessly, glanced at Big Mouth, and said, "You insulted the pig just now."

"Young Master, it's my fault. I apologize to the pig. From now on, I won't eat pork for three days." The big mouth said with a wilted look on his face.

"You, you-"

Daolin heard the smell of his words, his face turned pale and his body trembled, and a terrifying and amazing aura gradually spread.

Cracking - Daolin's bones exploded, and his whole body became bigger and taller at a speed visible to the naked eye. His clothes were cracked, revealing the explosive muscles like granite. His defense was amazing, and his breath became more and more terrifying, sweeping around and sweeping away.

"Rampage, crazy?"

Lin Feng frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. The change in front of him was very similar to the berserks of the heavens and all realms. When the anger value reaches the boundary point, the body of this clan will undergo a change, and its combat power will surge, which is called crazy.

However, Lin Feng didn't care. So what if he was crazy? In front of him, he was just an ant, and he could slap him to death with his hand raised.

"Hehe, boy, you shouldn't be angry with me-"

Daolin now seems to have become a different person, two meters tall and three meters tall, and his muscles exploded, like a huge human-shaped murderer, his energy swelled up, turning into a gust of wind, rolling up flying sand, and strangling everything.

"die!"

Crazy Dao Lin shouted angrily, like a wild beast howling, and his whole body rose up like a tiger, and with a bang, the ground was trembling.

"Tiger flash!"

"Tiger King Fist!"

The Crazy Dao launches the strongest attack on Lin Feng. He turns into the king of beasts, passing through mountains and forests, and is astonishingly fast as teleportation and flashes.

In the blink of an eye, the crazy Taoist appeared in front of Lin Feng, pushing over with a punch, internal strength was stirred, the fist was in the sky, tearing the strong wind, and a detonating roar broke out.

Seeing Daolin in a state of rampage, the old man at the gate smiled and looked at Lin Feng and said, "He shouldn't have been angry with Daolin!"

After pausing, the old man guarding the gate said again: "The method Dao Lin practices is very strange. The higher the anger, the stronger the combat power! Dao Lin is very terrible, and his combat power can be increased by one third. The most terrifying thing is that his body skills and speed can be doubled, and he can instantly kill people and kill them."

"So, is Lin Xuan dead?" Lin Wushang sneered.

"If you don't die, you will be disabled." The old man at the gate sighed, feeling a little regretful. If such a peerless genius is used by him, he can stand at the peak of this world within ten years, and he will never be as good as him.

It’s a pity that he is too ignorant of the current affairs and cannot be used by him, so he can only die.

"I send you away with one punch!" Lin Feng glanced at him, spoke lightly, then raised his hand and pushed it out with one punch.

roar--

Another tiger roar shook the sky and the earth, broke through the sky, and reached the stars.

For a moment, strong winds were blowing around, and sand and stones were flying.

Lin Feng's black hair danced wildly, his robe roared, and his whole body seemed to have arrived in the world, with a terrifying aura erupting from his body.

Behind Lin Feng, white light flashed, and a phantom of a white-headed tiger appeared in the air, seven or eight feet tall and more than twenty feet long, lying in the air, majestic. The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, stretching out its tiger claws, as if it was about to slap the void, carrying a terrible pressure.

For a moment, all the birds and beasts on this nameless hill were frightened and fled everywhere.

The white-headed tiger raised its head and raised a giant claw to strike the sky, as if one claw was about to grab a hole in the sky.

The White Tiger Splits the Sky Strike!

"This, this, this is-"

Seeing the phantom of the white tiger, the old man at the gate moved, and it was difficult to remain calm anymore. A trace of shock flashed through his turbid eyes.

A vision of ancestral rebirth?

Any martial arts moves that are cultivated to an extremely profound state will produce a transformation, an inexplicable change, and will accompany them with strange phenomena. They call it the state of return to the ancestor.

With every move, as long as you reach the state of rebirth, you will undergo earth-shaking changes, just like a real dragon reviving, power awakening, and its power increases geometrically.

For example, once the Twelve Pictograms reach the state of returning to the ancestor, you will understand the true mystery of boxing and completely control the power of boxing.

At this time, boxing is like awakening, possessing a "spirit", and the power it emits is unimaginable.

However, the state of Ancestral Return only exists in legends. For thousands of years, no one has ever cultivated to this level.

Everyone believes that this is just an illusion of ancestors and cannot be taken seriously.

But now, I saw it with my own eyes, and with the mood of the old man guarding the gate, I was also shocked and looked shocked.

"Ancestral Fist?"

When Zangyan thought of the records in the Three Thousand Daozangs, he was shocked. Looking at Lin Feng's gaze, a trace of doubt flashed. Who was he who actually mastered a ancestral reincarnation fist?

"Senior Sister, what is the Ancestral Rebirth Fist?" Zangqiong asked in confusion when he saw that the senior sister's face was wrong.
Chapter completed!