Guardian and Destruction of Armored Warriors

Chapter 69 Making Friends With Qiao Feng
After watching it for a while, Ling Feng suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity to make friends with Qiao Feng. Endless thoughts condensed out of Ling Feng's hands, forming a colorless and transparent sharp blade, and he jumped off the cliff with a straight leap. He rushed towards Qiao Feng's direction.

The wind blew Ling Feng's gown and rattled, Ling Feng threw his legs away and fell into the crowd not far from Qiao Feng, the sword light flashed, and dozens of silver lights carried a trace of cold air towards all directions .

puff puff puff...

Immediately, nearly two or thirty people were hit by the sword at the same time, and Ling Feng flew up again, rushing over with strange steps.

The mind energy in the sea of ​​mind gushes out like a fountain again, and the whole long sword is dyed black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ling Feng leaps into the air, sweeps out with a sword, and wherever he passes, there are waves of blood, and human heads fall to the ground .

"Kill." Ling Feng yelled, and the sword light suddenly became crazy. Countless sword lights scattered, and a black sword net appeared directly among these soldiers, and 30 people died in Ling Feng in an instant. Under the sword of the wind.

Qiao Feng looked at the young man in white clothes who descended from the sky not far away. After seeing the sword in his hand, he saw Lie Xinxi in his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "Haha, good sword."

Ling Feng turned his head without any expression, nodded to him, turned his body slightly, dodged a long spear that was stabbing him, flicked his finger on the spear lightly, and the whole long sword exploded immediately, taking the Liao soldier with him Also fell down at this moment.

"It turned out to be a swordsman." Qiao Feng didn't feel angry at Ling Feng's indifference. It's already very good to make an already indifferent swordsman nod. Qiao Feng looked at Ling Feng's movement with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and immediately laughed , One after another, the phantoms of golden dragons fought towards those Liao soldiers.

The Liao soldiers saw that these two men were like fierce tigers, with extremely high martial arts skills, and the most terrifying thing was that the young man's murder was like an art form, and his eyes showed nothing but indifference, as if killing a person was a very normal thing, and immediately There was a trace of fear in my heart, and some people even dropped their weapons and ran away secretly. There was one person who took the lead, and then many people started to flee. No matter how those generals stopped them, or even dealt with them according to military law, they still couldn't stop the upsurge of fleeing .

"Brother is good at swordsmanship. I am Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang. I don't know what to call him?" Qiao Feng laughed, and walked up to Ling Feng with the remaining disciples of the beggar gang. He clasped his fists and said in admiration.

"It turns out that it's Qiaofeng from Jiangbei, who is really good at martial arts. I'm Xia Lingfeng. I just passed by here and saw the Liao soldiers making trouble. Naturally, I want to help my compatriots in the Song Dynasty. And seeing that the leader of Qiao is so good at martial arts, I naturally want to learn from each other, so Stay." Ling Feng bowed back, and said with a serious face, since he has already acted as a swordsman, of course he will continue to act.

"Haha, so that's the case. I think brother Ling's real purpose is to learn from each other, hahaha." Qiao Feng laughed heartily, and said, "Brother Ling hasn't eaten yet. Let's go, I'll buy you a drink."

"No, Ling couldn't drink enough since he was a child, and he spent all his time practicing swords, so Ling Feng never drank alcohol, so Brother Qiao forgive me!" Ling Feng took a step back and smiled.

"Oh, so that's the case. I said why you have such martial arts at such a young age. It seems that brother Ling is really hardworking." Qiao Feng couldn't help sighing when he heard the words, thinking of his previous days in Shaolin Temple.

"Okay, brother Qiao, the brothers of the beggar gang are injured, and I have just left the mountain to practice, and I still have some things to do. I may still go to the south of the Yangtze River. When I have a chance in the future, I will ask brother Qiao to help me." Have a drink, it's enough." Ling Feng thought for a while, after all, he has been envious of Dali's Six Meridians Sword for a long time, although his mind can do this, but in the future, he may go to some immortals more or less. In the world of fantasy and fantasy, learning more will definitely help me a lot.

"Then let's talk about it. If we think about it in the future, you must take care of it!"

"Don't worry, although my little brother can't drink, he still has a lot of money."

"That virtuous brother is precious."

"Brother Qiao, please take your leave." Ling Feng nodded heavily, turned around and left, and disappeared from Qiao Feng's sight within a few breaths.

After being separated from Qiao Feng, Ling Feng fought against injustices and acted chivalrously along the way, stealing back dozens of bandits who were kings of the Jiazhan Mountain and did many evils, and finally made a lot of money.

At the same time, in this era where spiritual power is much stronger than in modern society, although those bandits have not practiced internal power much, they still have some internal power on their bodies. Within a month, Lingfeng's dantian was filled with rich and messy acquired internal energy, and the internal energy in his body had reached saturation.

"It seems that the internal force in the body needs to be refined!" Ling Feng sighed, and a teleportation came to the sea of ​​thoughts. According to Xueer's meaning, the sea of ​​thoughts should be the sea of ​​origin, so naturally it is not only for cultivation Intentional energy and internal strength can naturally be cultivated.

After arriving at the sea of ​​thoughts, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, and suddenly a powerful wave of mental energy came out from the sea of ​​thoughts, forming a vacuum around Ling Feng, and the thoughts forcibly broke through directly into Ling Feng's body. In the dantian, a gray net was formed to filter the internal force in Ling Feng's body.

From the perspective of the outside world, streaks of jet-black mist were gradually expelled from Ling Feng's body, and the stench was unbearable.

A day later, the internal force in the body has been filtered, leaving only a very weak gray air flow gently flowing in Ling Feng's dantian. Although it looks very weak, this air flow is like a hidden tiger from time to time. Exuding a kind of majesty, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, let out a mouthful of turbid air, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Middle of the day after tomorrow."

Ling Feng nodded in satisfaction with this, and stepped into the arena again. After entering the arena this time, Ling Feng heard a lot of rumors, the most famous of which was Yan Wang Conan. It is said that he is the lowest person in the world, but dozens of people have died because of him. The most frightening thing is that among these people, the lowest level of cultivation has already reached innate, and the death of these people is more bizarre than the other. Let's not talk about it.

Secondly, many people in the upper echelons of the martial arts world were killed by his own unique skills. People in the world are talking about it, but most of them guessed that it was Nan Murong who killed them. According to Ling Yu's feedback, the Six Meridians Excalibur of Dali Temple that everyone wants can reach the category of two-star martial arts. It can be said that it is the top in the world of martial arts!
(End of this chapter)