God Of Martial Arts

At this time, Hou Qinglin stopped and walked towards the vast buildings on the left.

"Here we are, the palace ahead." Hou Qinglin opened his mouth and immediately stepped forward to open the palace!

The crowd was puzzled that they came to a palace. They didn't know what Hou Qinglin's assessment was.

Thousands of people stepped into the hall one after another. They saw that the hall was extremely spacious, not luxurious, but radiant.

When the crowd stepped into the palace, the eyes of the crowd suddenly showed sharp light. There were patterns on all sides of the palace. Those patterns were extremely extraordinary. They were very exciting at a glance. They must be some powerful magic power.

"Come in, all of you." Hou Qinglin stepped into the center of the hall. After the crowd came in, their eyes were all staring at the painted walls around them. They seemed reluctant to move their eyes.

"This is the place where my brothers and I often come to discuss martial arts and Taoism. Occasionally, I depict some martial arts magic powers on the walls with the power of strokes or holy lines. At this moment, I will bring you in and let you have a detailed understanding."

The crowd's eyes are slightly frozen. So it is. It turns out that Hou Qinglin's martial arts and Taoism supernatural powers are depicted by their brothers. No wonder they feel very profound just by looking at them. Hou Qinglin and others are so powerful that they can use them freely. What they can carve and draw must be some powerful means.

"I will give you two hours to practice and understand these means here. You must remember that in these two hours, you should make yourself understand the deepest, only seek the profundity, and exert the strongest strength, not the complexity. Remember my words."

Hou Qinglin said to the crowd, and they all nodded.

"There is also a point, in these two hours, no fighting is allowed. After two hours, I will give you a chance to see who is the mole ant and let you fight happily. If someone doesn't listen to me, I will throw him directly from the rooftop!"

Hou Qinglin said, his body twinkled and disappeared. He left the palace directly, giving the crowd two hours.

"Two hours later, let's have a good fight!" When Hou Qinglin's words were heard in the crowd, they were shocked, especially those who were weak in cultivation. If they fought, they would surely suffer losses.

Autumn moon heart came to Lin Feng's side and asked, "Lin Feng, what do you mean by him?"

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "Hou Qinglin is a man of reason. Since this round of assessment is up to him, he will definitely not do anything unfair. We just need to do what he says. In these two hours, we can practice the magic power depicted on the wall, and make our combat power the most powerful."

"Well, I also think so. This is the first time that emperor Shi and Emperor Yu have recruited disciples of Emperor Wu. Although they have been handed over to their own disciples, they still have their own considerations. They can't do what they want." Autumn moon heart nods to say.

"Go and choose the magical means that you think are easy to understand and practice. Next, no one knows what they will face. Follow Hou Qinglin's advice as much as possible." Lin Feng's eyes began to search on the wall, and soon, his eyes began to lock on a line.

This line is very simple, it seems to be a set of fingering. At the top of the line, there are fingers, as if to pierce the void.

When Lin Feng looked at the finger, he only felt a strong force to rush out of the wall and destroy him. Moreover, Lin Feng felt the power of emptiness from the lines.

"That's it!"

Lin Feng's eyes will lock that finger, nod to the heart of autumn moon, and then walk towards that side.

"I like to practice sword, and I have a wisp of void power. It seems that this finger is going to break through the sky with the meaning of kendo. At the same time, there seems to be a ray of void power in the veins. If I practice, it will be quite appropriate." Lin Feng secretly said in his heart that since he chose this set of patterns, he would practice it to the strongest.

Before coming to the stone wall, Lin Feng sat cross legged and was preparing to sink into it.

"Even though the ants are lucky enough to set foot on the Ninth Heaven, they are still humble and dare to choose the simplest means to practice, but what's the use of that?" A sarcastic voice came, let Lin Feng's eyes coagulate, then he looked to the side, just saw Yang Zilan, not far from him, chose a place to practice.

In Yang Zilan's opinion, Lin Feng's holy stripe strength and that finger are too simple, but they are a set of powerful fingering techniques. He doesn't know how many of them exist in his Yang family. He doesn't care about it.

"Lucky to set foot on the Ninth Heaven!" Lin Feng took a look at Yang Zilan. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He laughed indifferently. Then he moved his eyes and did not look at Yang Zilan again. He didn't even see what he was practicing. It was just because he stepped on the Ninth Heaven and his heart was a little dark and twisted.

Yang Zilan saw Lin Feng's action, smile immediately stiff there, contempt, Lin Feng this is his naked contempt.

"Wait a moment, I will let you die very ugly, let you know what is mole ant." Yang Zilan thought of the battle two hours later, and her face could not help but show a brilliant smile.Lin Feng sank into his heart and gazed at the wall. Suddenly he was in a state of selflessness, and all his mind was immersed in it.

At this time, Lin Feng's pupil gradually become deep up, the lines and patterns, as if gradually printed into his mind, his eyes, also slowly closed.

In my mind, a special fingerprint is coagulating, and an illusory finger is looming and vacillating. Suddenly, the finger comes out of the air with a terrible sharp air.

"Empty fingering!"

Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly. The moment the finger bloomed, it seemed that he had penetrated into the void and possessed the power of emptiness. The next time he appeared, he would directly erase the man.

"Great!" Lin Feng was surprised. There was something else in it. Just as he felt, the printing and distribution of the pattern triggered the force of emptiness, which made this finger break through the void and stab it out directly, killing people invisibly.

Few people can touch the power of the void.

Lin Feng's mind sank into it, quietly feeling the power of the void of the holy stripe.

In his mind, that scene is constantly reappearing. However, although Lin Feng's savvy is strong, it is impossible to understand the power of emptiness in two hours and play this empty fingering.

Unknowingly, the spirit of the book of heaven slowly opened, and the desolate world reappeared there.

The trace of the lines is slowly printed into the soul of the martial arts. It expands and presents the spirit of the martial arts. Every stroke is clearly outlined. The track of the holy pattern is completely presented.

Lin Feng trembled fiercely, and the spirit of martial arts showed the power of holy stripe. He had never found out that Wu Hun still had such magical means.

In the past, he thought that Tianshu Wuhun could only restore the Tianxuan stone and the stone tablet of sealing demons. But now, the spirit can be outlined even by means of holy patterns.

His heart trembled slightly, and the spirit of martial arts could even present the holy stripe. Then, would it not be much easier for him to cultivate the power of holy stripe?

However, Lin Feng soon calmed down the fluctuation of his heart, and fell into the understanding of the holy pattern. At the moment, the holy pattern seemed to be dissected, and the track was clear. Lin Feng's palm seemed to move, and a finger slowly condensed a special pattern. From unfamiliar to familiar, it gradually showed an unpredictable feeling.

In a flash, an hour passed, and Lin Feng stopped practicing, showing a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect the martial spirit to have such magical effects." Lin Feng's smile was so brilliant that he didn't realize it before. Even though the void finger has holy patterns, he still understands it quickly through the spirit of martial arts. In this way, will it not be faster to practice any magical means in the future.

Looking at Yang Zilan beside her, she is still practicing. Other people are also there. Obviously, they all remember Hou Qinglin's words.

"It seems that there is still time to practice another magical means." Lin Feng said with a smile, and then his eyes searched again!