Douluo's strongest son-in-law

"This……"

Seeing Qin Feng appearing behind him like a ghost, these elites who were originally from the Blue Tyrant Senior Soul Master Academy were completely stunned.

The supplies at the rear of the game were killed right after the start, how long can they last?!

No one thought that Qin Feng's speed could reach this point!

Completely unexpected.

The number of people is relative, like a lifelike sculpture.

"You, come on..."

A bitter ray of light flashed across Jiangzhu's beautiful eyes, and then he spoke to the previous comrades in arms.

Unexpectedly, he would be the first person to be killed.

This small combination of them thinks that they have taken good precautions, but the reality is that they lose when they shoot.

To be honest, Jiangzhu was full of frustration at the moment.

"Ugh……"

The master in the distance shook his head slightly.

The result of this battle started.

The auxiliary system spirit masters in the team play a vital role. If the auxiliary system spirit masters are killed at the beginning, then how long can these war spirit masters have no power supplies?

breeze.

The master stared at Qin Feng, with an inexplicable depth in his eyes.

This child never seems to be able to figure it out.

"Go together!"

Only at this moment, Tyrone's voice sounded.

However, in the next instant, the three of them either smashed into a distant tree or smashed into a wall a hundred meters away.

The three thirty-fifth-level souls did not even force Qin Feng's soul abilities.

"I wiped, I lost so badly?!"

Oscar looked stunned.

All this in front of him made him a little confused.

The whole process is just a few breaths.

Brother Feng is too good, right?!

At this moment, Oscar felt cold.

Because he just made a bet.

"Oscar."

Only at this moment, the fat man ran over first with a smile on his face.

After the fat man came over to Boss Dai.

Ever since, Oscar lost out.

The main reason is that Tyrone and the others had practiced so well before, how could they lose without showing a combo attack?

speed!

It must be the speed of Brother Feng!

Thinking of this, Oscar glared at Qin Feng fiercely.

What does a man want to do so fast, can't he slow down?

Oscar whispered for a while.

Of course, Qin Feng didn't know what Oscar was thinking at the moment. To know that the other party was thinking about this, Qin Feng was afraid that he would practice with the other party.

At this moment, Qin Feng stretched his waist and looked sleepy.

"The Wind team is really amazing. I apologize to you for being rude."

Huang Yuan apologized to Qin Feng at the moment.

Just now they played against each other, and they couldn't even use their soul abilities. The speed of the wind team was like a ghost, it was incredible.

"It's okay."

Qin Feng shrugged slightly and said with a smile.

"Master, I'm sorry, we didn't even force the wind team's first spirit ability as for the fourth spirit ability..."

Jiang Zhu said with an awkward expression at the moment.

The master told them before that it was best to force the fourth spirit ability of the wind team out, and they were still vowing to it.

After all, they are well-trained.

However, when they played against each other, it was discovered that the Wind Team was simply a monster of abnormal level.

Not to mention the fourth spirit ability, they didn't even force the opponent's first spirit ability.

Hearing this, the master felt a little pain in his face.

Not only did Qin Feng not capsize, but he also defeated the elite children cultivated by Erlong in seconds.

"Yes, Brother Feng, what is your fourth spirit ability?"

Only at this moment, the fat man smiled.

They haven't seen Brother Feng's fourth spirit ability yet.

"Brother Feng, how about we seven Shrek monsters and you, the king of monsters? See if we can force your fourth spirit ability?"

At this moment, I only heard Tang San stand up and said with a smirk.

"I agree, I also want to see what your fourth spirit ability of the Wind Team is this time."

A spirit of Ling Ran emerged from Dai Mubai's body.

"Um...you guys come too?"

Qin Feng looked at his former teammate with a pale face.

"Why, Brother Feng is afraid of us?"

Only at this moment, Ning Rongrong asked with a confident smile.

"I just don't want to gang fight you all alone."

Qin Feng shrugged helplessly.

Since everyone is going to get slapped by him, then he doesn't care...

"Brother Feng, you are so arrogant, dare you not use your perverted speed to fight us!"

Oscar put his hands in front of his chest, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had taken Qin Feng.

He guessed that the reason why Brother Feng is strong is the opponent's speed.

The elite of the original Lanba Academy of Shicai was defeated by Brother Feng's'quick'.

So much so that the combined blows were broken one by one without being able to display them.

As long as Brother Feng's speed is limited, it is equivalent to tying the opponent's feet, and then it depends on how arrogant the opponent is.

You know, now on their Shrek side, except for Xiao Wu, they have basically entered the Soul Sect level!

Seven people and six soul sects, are you afraid that Brother Feng will not succeed in one soul sect?

"Limit my speed? Then limit it. I didn't intend to use it originally."

Qin Feng opened his hands and said with a different gesture.

It's not fun to fight with everyone, you have to hit it with a real hammer, and this is fun.

"When you fight, remember not to hurt each other."

The master said to the reminder.

"Teacher, we know."

Tang San responded with a smile to the direction of the master.

So, the four of Master and Tyrone came to the side, and the central area was handed over to Qin Feng and Shrek.

"If the speed is limited, won't the wind team lose the advantage if it loses?"

Jiang Zhu looked at the master with some confusion.

"Xiaofeng's speed is indeed his advantage, but the opponent belongs to the assault type war spirit master, and the attack power is extremely strong. However, the seven monsters at this moment are no longer the original seven monsters. Now there are six soul sects, each of them Each has its own strengths."

The master said something confusing.

"Then master, will this wind team lose or not?"

Tyrone is a straight man himself.

He could hardly hear the analytical answers of the master.

It is equivalent to asking someone if they have breakfast, and the other person will give you a sentence: "I usually drink some soy milk for breakfast, and then a bun with white noodles, if possible, add some dishes, but in some places I prefer to drink porridge, which can be full. ...'

This answer makes you feel dizzy.

Do you have a straightforward and concise answer, can you just eat or not eat?

How can this be done like listening to ancient prose, the meaning is all guessed?

Show that you have a culture?Do you understand analysis?

"Uh... you will definitely lose if you lose, but the process will take a little longer and the battle will be more exciting."

The master had piercing eyes and said in a flat tone.