Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

"Teacher, fight hard and go get some wine for the teacher."

At the door of the store, Yi Feng took the wine gourd, gave Zhong Qing an order, and walked out of the hall door.

"Master Yi."

"Master Yi."

In the past, many people greeted Yi Feng.

"Ahaha, long time no see."

Yi Feng also had a smile on his face, clasping his fists in response.

"Master Yi, come and play!"

The smell of rouge powder came, and several women with enchanting figures and delicate facial features waved at Yi Feng with their handkerchiefs upstairs.

"Cough cough, no more." Yi Feng said embarrassedly.

"Come on, come on, Master Yi, you are so handsome, let's have a few drinks, no money." A few women laughed.

"I can't be fooled by you." Yi Feng gave them a blank look with a smile. Although he didn't know them in depth, they were considered his old acquaintances.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the street, and many hawkers rushed forward.

"Master Yi, hurry up, I heard that there is a stupid dog on the street from nowhere. The dog's meat is delicious, and the key is to drink!" A hawker shouted to Yi Feng.

"Gouzi, it's a good thing, remember to catch it and leave a half a catty to me." Yi Feng shouted.

Although a dog is a good thing, it is not his turn to catch so many people!

Just as he was about to continue to drink, he found that the riot was rushing towards him, and he saw many people with poles and long sticks greeting a silly dog.

For a while, it screamed and ran around.

The dog is suffering now.

My motherfucker, my **** is about to cry, it is really a tiger who fell and Pingyang was bullied by a dog, I am obviously a demon wolf that eats the sky, how can I become a stupid dog in the mouth of this group of mortals?

Grass!

He was running around, seeing that there was no way to escape, his eyes lit up.

Except for a little white face who walked leisurely with a wine gourd, there seemed to be no one else blocking him.

This is a way out!

Just rush from here, even this little white face can't stop me.

"Oh, what a stupid dog, I'm really sorry."

Yi Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the dog rushing towards him. Since this silly dog ​​insisted on giving it to him, he could laugh at it.

Immediately, the posture swayed.

"Damn mortal, dare to stop me, do you really think you can stop me?" Gouzi growled in his heart, but he did not take it lightly at this critical moment. In order to prevent the boat from capsize in the gutter, it used the last bit of strength in its body.

This trace of power is specially reserved for it, waiting for such an opportunity.

As long as the last mortal is broken through, its crisis will be resolved.

And Gouzi also has sufficient confidence in his heart. Although it is only his last trace of strength, as the demonic power of the Sky Devouring Demon Wolf, how can a mortal be able to stop it?

No one noticed, the sun-shaped mark hidden on Gouzi's forehead flickered slightly, and the transparent energy turned into a circle of ripples, and he slammed into Yi Feng.

"Shaolin Legs."

Yi Feng also just flew over.

"boom!"

They collided suddenly.

"what?"

Gouzi's naive expression instantly froze. It was as if his head hit the King Kong, and he was dizzy for a while. The most unbelievable thing was that when his last trace of demonic power touched the soles of Yi Feng's feet, he instantly felt dizzy. It turned into a cloud of smoke.

"Why!"

The dog rolled to the ground, opened his mouth, and passed out.

"Haha, Master Yi is still amazing."

When the other chasing people saw that Yi Feng killed the dog with one kick, congratulations came out.

"Haha, luck and luck." Yi Feng clasped his fists and smiled, "Then this dog?..."

"Naturally, it belongs to Master Yi."

Everyone said that if it were someone else, they would probably fight for it, but everyone knew that Yi Feng was a stupid dog, and they didn't have any opinions.

"Thank you, then I'll smile."

Yi Feng smiled gratefully, grabbed the stupid dog by one hind leg and continued to drink.

After a moment.

The ancestors of Qingshan and Luo Lanxue finally came to the door of the martial arts hall.

"Master, it's here." Luo Lanxue said solemnly.

When the ancestor Qingshan heard the words, he quickly raised his head and looked at the martial arts hall in front of him.

The store is not very big, and it looks ordinary. There is a plaque on the top with a lifelike engraving of the word "Wu".

When Old Ancestor Qingshan's eyes fell on the word "Wu", his body trembled, and the word turned into a huge fist and bombarded him.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Old Ancestor Qingshan accidentally took a few steps back.

When he looked up again, he found that the word "wu" had returned to calm and became an ordinary word.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Luo Lanxue asked quickly.

"I'm fine."

Old Ancestor Qingshan said, but even so, his face was full of lingering fears, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

After calming down slightly, he said to Luo Lanxue again: "Teacher, do you see the word "Martial" on the plaque?"

Lorraine nodded.

"This martial character also contains a powerful martial intent!" The ancestor of Qingshan said in shock: "I originally thought this senior was a strong martial emperor, but now it seems that I still look down on people!"

"What, Master, what do you mean?"

Luo Lanxue slightly parted her red lips.