God Of Martial Arts

"The alchemist's elixir brings forth the light of saints and immortals. Please imagine what kind of demon Kingdom this is recorded in the classics." At this time, a rolling voice came out, as if to remind people.

This person's voice dropped, and suddenly more figures appeared. It was obvious that many people had guessed something in their hearts. However, none of them announced it to their mouth. They could understand it in their hearts. If they said it, they committed some taboos.

Of course, the reason why they dare to fight is that there is no such demon clan in the eight wasteland. Otherwise, no one dares to do so.

It is said that some terrible demon kings have to be blessed by heaven. In their minds, some memories come from ancient times. This kind of memory is called inheritance memory. If they can dig out this memory, it will be a treasure.

"Take her and take her for yourself." Among the crowd, the rolling voice was heard again, and all of them became more and more crazy. The strong people on the roof frowned and felt that they could not do what they wanted. More and more powerful people were coveted.

"This group of fools, who comes first, will be sent to the road by the emperor." Poor Qi stares at these attacking figures fiercely, scolds secretly in the heart, the identity of the fairy in the snow, plus the immortal's appearance like a fairy, no wonder it can cause such madness.

"Whew, whew, whew"

at this moment, in the void, it seems that thousands of swords are singing together. The tianwu people who have not participated in the war in the distance look up and look into the distance. At this moment, their eyes are all frozen.

The sword and soaring sword spirit rolled from afar, reaching an incredible level. It was only a very short moment. The terrible sword spirit in the distance came near. An unparalleled Kendo power permeated everyone's mind, making the battle slow down involuntarily.

Many strong people raised their heads and looked at the void. Then, they saw the figure of the leader, and their eyes were slightly stagnant.

Lin Feng!

Lin Feng, he has come back, and he has come back alive. Moreover, behind Lin Feng, there are countless terrible sword practices. Among them, several of them have a terrifying and suffocating state.

"People from the sword Pavilion!"

However, in addition to the sword Pavilion, why are there people who are so powerful in the sword pavilion?

What's more, what is the mysterious force that took Lin Feng away on that day? Is it Jiange?

At this time, the truth seems to be more and more confusing, people do not understand, Lin Feng was abducted after what happened.

I can see that Lin Feng is sharper now than he was when he left that day. It seems like a sword. The figures in the void seem not to be a group of people, but a sharp sword.

At this time, Lin Feng's sharp and cold eyes slowly turned around, and finally fell on the black shadow who had just spoken. He hid behind the crowd and encouraged the people's shadow to look stiff. He saw the terrible killing intention from Lin Feng's eyes.

"Kill him!" A cold voice spewed out of Lin Feng's mouth. With his voice falling, a brilliant sword light came out in fury, cutting out a gap in the sky. The crowd seemed to see only a lightning strike. They saw that the body of the black figure who encouraged everyone was split by a sword, and the blood was flying. Death did not know how to die.

"Gulong!" Many people swallowed their saliva. At this moment, the fierce battle suddenly subsided. All of them stopped. They all looked at those figures in the void, or Lin Feng.

A strong man in the realm of respecting martial arts was instantly killed by a sword. Not to mention his ability to fight back, he even had no time to scream. The cultivation of the Zun and the four levels of Zunwu show how strong and fast the sword is.

"How can he make the strong one move?" The crowd felt a little cold. If all the people in the sword Pavilion followed Lin Feng's orders, it would be a disaster of destruction.

As for the rooftop, people were stunned to see Lin Feng, and then they all laughed. This guy came back in such a shocking way.

Dream feeling as if to feel something, her beautiful eyes opened, that pair of more beautiful than the stars, saw Lin Feng, there was a trace of water mist, then, she laughed, smile very sweet, very brilliant, if Lin Feng is well, she will be OK.

At this time, Sprite Yao also looked at Lin Feng. She was the saint of the celestial palace and the proud daughter of heaven. She lost to Lin Feng. Now, Lin Feng returns in such a shocking way, and he seems to be more powerful. He has a sense of no heaven on his body.

Lin Feng's eyes sweep to those who hide their identity in black, eyes are full of cold eyes of cold light, these people, the dream of love, damned!

"Kill all those who cover up, and leave none of them!" Lin Feng spits out a cold sound in his mouth, which makes the eyes of those who are strong in the sword Pavilion slightly stiff and kill them all?

They are senior figures in the sword Pavilion. They are all powerful. If they want to kill them, they are sure to clean up the battlefield and kill all of them. However, behind these people, it is likely that one side of the force is involved. If all of them are killed, the matter will be a little big.At this time, a chiengge elder wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to call Lin Feng. This was the ancestor's magic weapon. Now he has become a human being and reposes the hope of the sword Pavilion.

"Little Lord!" After all, the old man still opened his mouth and called Lin Feng a little master. His eyes showed hesitation.

Lin Feng's eyes slowly turned around and fell on his body. In his eyes, he shot out the bright lightless sword awn, only one word spit out: "kill!"

The old man's heart slightly twitched, and the magic army swallowed up Lin Feng. Lin Feng became a sword slave. Although he took Lin Feng as his body, he was still the soul of the magic army. He was more courageous, and killed him if he said so.

"This is worthy of the ancestor's magic weapon!" The old man said in his heart, and then a terrible sharp light flashed in his eyes. He said coldly, "follow the orders of the young master, and those who cover up will be killed without mercy."

"There is no mercy for killing!"

"Boom

The sword spirit seems to occupy the whole void, and then the crowd sees the strong men in the sword Pavilion move, just like the streamers of swords, so fast that the naked eye can't see it.

"Hiss, hisses" the blood flies in the void, only in a moment, several venerable persons were killed on the spot, and they had no strength to fight back.

This scene made countless people's hearts tremble wildly. The strong man of the sword Pavilion called Lin Feng the little master. He executed his orders and killed him without mercy!

"On that day, the eight levels of Jian Zun and the three of them were the seven levels of Jian Zun!"

Feeling the strength of those strong men in the sword Pavilion, all of them feel suffocated. A fear begins to spread. These people are the real elite strong men in the sword Pavilion. The terror exists at the level of the elders, and the venerable ones constantly turn into dead souls under their swords.

Under the moonlight, the earth was dyed red with blood, greed was covered by fear, and those strong people began to flee. They didn't expect Lin Feng to come back, and they would take the old strong men of the sword pavilion to kill their lives mercilessly. Why, who can tell them, why the old man of the sword Pavilion called Lin Feng the young master.

"One must not let go. All those who take part in it will leave their lives behind." Lin Feng's mouth spits out a cold sound, so that the spread of fear more rapid, one, not let go, escape also want to kill.

"It seems that after the integration of the young master and the sword slave, he also has a trace of human feelings in the past." The strong man in the sword Pavilion secretly says that this is reasonable. It devours Lin Feng's body and makes him a sword slave. However, he should be affected by Lin Feng's four-dimensional influence. Therefore, the young master has both the spirit of a divine soldier and the feelings of Lin Feng.

Thinking of this, the strong men in the sword pavilion are more aggressive, and they will not let go of them. Those who are not involved in the battle are frightened. Some are happy, and some feel cold. Because among those people who have been slaughtered, some of their elders participated in it and covered up their identities. Now, they have succeeded because they are all the same. All of them are dead, No one can tell who it is.

After today's war, who dares to attack Lin Feng in sword city!

Lin Feng stood in the void, his eyes were still cold, that day, these people all want his life, today, they deal with the dream together, how can they not die, he did not show too much emotion, has always maintained a cold and sharp attitude, in front of the strong man in the sword Pavilion, he needs to disguise himself as a strong man, he is not Lin Feng, is the incarnation of God soldiers!