God Of Martial Arts

Lin Feng is surprised to look at the dream feeling, did not expect that she will open mouth.

Old Wang was also stunned, and then said angrily, "you and he are all together. Why are you so bloody? You have strong strength. If you want to kill, why do you need to find so many reasons."

"That's how you want to die?" Lin Feng was calm, but still by this shameless popularity is not light.

"Well, if you slander the old man so much, what can I do but ask for death?" Old Wang hums coldly.

"Don't worry, even if you die, we will have enough reasons."

Dream feeling also said: "Lin Feng, you search his body, there must be something special, that contains a strange gas, diffusion ability is very strong, if someone pays attention to it, even if it is far away, you can feel it."

"Well?" Lin Feng's eyes slightly congealed, took a look at Mengqing, and then his eyes fell on Wang laoqing. If it is true that Mengqing said, then it is obvious that Wang Laoyou is passing the news through this means.

Old Wang's face changed slightly, and there was no difference between them.

"Hehe, I really want to search." Lin Feng stares at Old Wang and sneers.

"If you want to kill, you can kill me. Why humiliate me so much? Although my old man is poor in strength, he will not be insulted even if he dies." The way of Wang Laoyi's right words.

"You don't need to use this method, it's just more disgusting. If Lin Feng can't find it, I'll die." Dream voice incomparable calm, but it is this calm, full of strong self-confidence.

Lin Feng looked at and asked Qing, with a smile: "if you can't find it, I'll use my life to compensate you, enough."

With that, Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and came to Mr. Wang's side, and directly clasped him in his body, which did not allow him to consider.

The hand glides on Wang Lao's body. For a moment, Lin Feng has a little black bag in his hand. He unties it, and a closed tiny bottle appears in Lin Feng's hand.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Looking at the body shaking old Wang, Lin Feng's face showed a trace of banter.

Duanfeng and Jingyun's eyes are frozen, staring at Wang Lao tightly. They need an explanation.

"Young master, I have been following the old master since I was young, and then I have followed your father. Up to now, I have followed you and watched you grow up. Have you ever remembered this affection?"

Old Wang looked at duanfeng and said with emotion.

"Of course I remember, but why."

Duan Feng's body twitches. In fact, he hopes that Mr. Wang can deny it and find a reason to explain it. Unfortunately, Mr. Wang doesn't.

"Since the young master remembers, I don't say much. You want me to live, I live, you want me to die, I die."

Seeing Mr. Wang's words, duanfeng's heart was shaken again.

But Lin Feng, the chill is more and more cold, is how to be shameless, can still pretend to be so dignified at this time.

"My dream and I search your body with my life, and you just want to erase them with a few lyrical words?" Lin Feng light open mouth to say, let Wang old heart tiny quiver.

"Young Xia Lin Feng, this has nothing to do with you. Why do you have to do this?" Wang's tone has softened a lot.

"Nothing?" Lin Feng drew out his sword, which made old Wang cold.

"Didn't you just say you were going to die? Now, the evidence is clear, why don't you mention death? Who do you think we are? Let you play? "

Wang Lao seems to feel Lin Feng's killing intention, and his body trembles slightly.

"Young master." Wang put his hope on Duan Feng.

"Don't ask him. Even if Duan Feng lets you go, I'll kill you and let you go. How do they rest and who will pay for their lives?"

Lin Feng's voice dropped and his sword was wielded. A wisp of blood was flying in the air. How could such a ruthless, cunning and shameless generation not be killed.

"Hoo"

Duan Feng took a long breath of turbid air. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Turning around, Duan Feng said to Lin Feng, "brother Lin Feng, I'm sorry."

"Nothing. You're just misled by him." Lin Feng doesn't mean to blame Duan Feng. He is still young, but he is 14 or 15 years old. Old Wang is his closest person. Duan Feng believes that he is also normal.

"Thank you, brother Lin. don't refuse to go with us this time."

Duanfeng seems to soon forget those unhappy, smile at Lin Feng, but still with a trace of sadness in the smile.

A group of people went to the imperial city. In a flash, only he and sister Jingyun were left. When they went out for the first time, they deeply felt the cruelty of the outside world.

What saddened him even more was that those who killed them were soldiers and guardians of the snow moon country.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded slightly, facing duanfeng: "just, you still want to continue to move forward?"

"Now that they are all out, there is no need to escape." A bitter taste flashed in duanfeng's eyes, and his face suddenly changed. He seemed to think of something and said, "brother Lin Feng, you still don't want to be with us.""There should be more than one road leading to the imperial city. Without the crafty and sycophants, we just need to change the road. Why care so much?"

Lin Feng knows what duanfeng thinks in his heart and shakes his head.

"Well, I've read the map and know there are still several roads to the imperial city. Let me drive."

Jingyun took Lin Feng's words, duanfeng pondered for a moment, and then nodded: "sister Jingyun, it's hard for you."

Four people walk toward the carriage, Jingyun driving, Lin Feng three people sitting in the car.

"Duanfeng, I want to ask you something." Lin Feng has always had a doubt in his heart, facing Duan Fengdao.

"Brother Lin Feng, just say it."

"Mr. Wang mentioned the king of Sirius when he slandered me. He slandered me because he was appointed by the king of Sirius. Is it that the assassination of you has something to do with the king of Sirius?"

Duanfeng laughs bitterly when he hears Lin Feng's question. If he hadn't believed it before, he would have been hooked up with a man of this status as the king of Sirius.

"If it's not convenient to say it, then forget it." Lin Feng added.

"My life was saved by elder brother Lin. what's the inconvenience?" Duanfeng shook his head slightly and said, "it's just that it's a bit complicated to say, but it's also about my family affairs."

"My surname is Duan. You already know this elder brother Lin Feng. However, elder brother Lin Feng may not know that my surname Duan is the same as Duan, which is to say, I share the same family name with the royal family."

"However, because of my ancestors' mistakes and being demoted to the remote town of Yunyang, my lineage is declining day by day. When it comes to me, it is almost no different from ordinary people."

Duanfeng opened his mouth slowly, as if to narrate a story. Lin Feng was also very quiet to listen. He was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, duanfeng was the same as the royal family.

"Brother Lin Feng, do you know why Duan's family can become the royal family, the supreme of snow moon?"

"If you are strong, you will naturally become the supreme." Lin Feng replied.

"However, it is not known how many years have passed since the kingdom of snow moon. The royal family is still surnamed Duan and Duan's family. Why did they prosper for such a long time?"

Lin Feng's eyes are slightly fixed. He has never thought that the clan family will rise and fall, and it can not be strong forever. However, Duan family has always occupied the position of emperor. It can only be said that their strength has always been the strongest in the snow moon and has never been surpassed.

"Martial spirit!" Lin Feng suddenly thought of a possibility, whispered that the spirit of martial arts has a certain genetic probability. If the ancestors had a strong martial spirit, it might have been inherited all the time.

"That's right. It's the spirit of martial arts. To be more precise, it's the soul of blood." Duanfeng nodded and replied.

"Blood and martial spirit? I've never heard of it. " Lin Feng in the heart doubts, he has not really heard of blood Wu Hun.

"Elder brother Lin, it's very rare to have the owner of blood and martial spirit, even in the whole Tianlong region. The owner of blood and martial spirit in XueYue country is very rare. You haven't heard of it, and it's normal." The reason is that a country has a vast territory, just a vast territory.

Duan Feng said that the owner of blood and martial spirit is rare even in the whole Tianlong region, which shows how rare such spirit is.

"It is said that when the cultivation reaches a certain level, the martial arts cultivation has its own blood and the power of blood. His talent and spirit can be passed down through this blood. No matter how many generations they are separated, future generations will be able to obtain this kind of blood power. However, some people inherit their talent and martial spirit, but some people have little blood power Thin, inherited talent is weak, and some people inherited the strength of the blood, the more terrible the talent. Moreover, the inheritance of this kind of blood has no rules. Maybe his son only inherited a small amount of blood power, perhaps hundreds of generations after the descendants, inherited more of his blood. "

"Blood calls itself blood, can be inherited, good terrible strength."

Lin Feng murmured.

"It's really terrifying. The martial arts are so vast and boundless. I don't know what kind of cultivation is the strong man who can form the blood force in the rumor."

Duanfeng laughs bitterly. His strength is too weak. In front of such a person, he is a thorough mole ant.

"Brother Lin, I have said so much. You must have guessed that some of the royal families of XueYue Kingdom, the ancestors of Duan family, have reached this cultivation. Their blood has formed their own blood, and their talent and spirit have been handed down to benefit the Duan family's descendants."