God Of Martial Arts

However, the crowd saw that Lin Feng was calm under the huge flame palm, and the terrible flame power set off a gust of vigorous wind, which made his robe flutter.

Then, the crowd only saw Lin Feng move, his body soared into the air, raised his hand and then violently shot out. The crowd was shocked to see that there was a huge dark palm print in the void, which blocked the sky and the sun. The crazy flame seemed to be unable to be printed, and the rolling terrible evil spirit rushed directly into the sky.

"Boom Two huge palm prints collided, and the flames of terror overflowed, but the boundless and huge palmprint was instantly torn off.

"Ah..." A scream came out. He saw his arm torn off, and his face turned pale. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and his chest trembled. The sound of clicking was constant. His head was slightly lowered. Looking at his chest, a hand print was there, tearing his viscera.

When the man's body fell towards the sky, there was a brief silence in the space. All the people were staring at Lin Feng in horror and killing the venerable!

"King!" In the array, the red blood cavalry's eyes are burning with blood. One move is to kill the one who is respected. This is their former general, now the king.

"Xiaofeng is really strong. It's easy to kill ordinary worshippers, but there are so many strong people..." Lin Hai and Yue Menghe are very nervous. They stare at Lin Feng's direction and see with their own eyes that Lin Feng can destroy the venerable. Of course, they are proud. However, the three forces of the other side are as strong as clouds. How should Xiao Feng deal with it!

Lin Feng came back last time and killed tianwu. This time, he directly killed the venerable. This progress is too terrible. In the past, the unyielding youth who rose in Yangzhou City and then wiped out the snow moon has grown to the legendary level and killed the venerable.

"Poop, poop, poop!" Lin Qian and his family's heart beat with a little dull eyes. For Lin Feng's past, who knows more about Lin Feng's growth than many people. In the past, a strong man of Xuanwu was extremely rare to them. Tianwu was even more a dream. As for the venerable, no one dares to think about it Lin's family was treated as a waste to drive out of the family's youth. It's easy to kill the venerable.

"If only the Lin family didn't drive Lin Feng away in the past I don't know how many times this thought has bred in their hearts. Now, it is born again.

The eyes of those three forces are also a coagulation. How could it be that such a figure appeared in such a small country as XueYue? Even the young talents in the eight wasteland could not do it, but Lin Feng was very easy.

"Father, if one person is not enough, let a few people together, or let the people of Zunwu Erzhong do it together, and he must be broken to pieces!" Young people see Lin Feng so fierce, face ferocious.

His father nodded slightly and said coldly, "it's a pity that a demon has appeared in a small country, but there is still only one way to die. Who will kill him?"

"I'll go." I saw a man with two martial arts stepping out. His breath was surging and his whole body was bathed in golden flame. It seemed that there was still a touch of dark color, just like virtual fire, which was extremely terrifying.

"You should have no problem killing a tianwu eight heavy man, but you still have to deal with it seriously." The young man's father said that a man who respected martial arts should be careful when dealing with tianwu people. Naturally, it's not easy to speak out loud.

"Yes, I will kill him directly with the big hand print of burning the sky!" The man responded, and the young man's father nodded. The big hand print of burning the sky is the attack of the mysterious power of fire. Lin Feng will die.

With a flash of his eyes, the man of martial arts came directly to Lin Feng. Then he stepped forward fiercely, and his whole body was burning with flames. The space was burning and roaring, like a terrible sun, trying to burn everything into nothingness.

"Kill!" With a roar, the terrible burning fingerprints come down from the sky. They are filled with endless golden fire, like a round of scorching sun. A round of terrible flame projection falls on the ground. In an instant, the ground is directly burned and cracked, turning into a burnt black color. The endless fire light comes to Lin Feng. I don't know how much stronger the big hand print is than that of the man just now.

"Die." The young man looks ferocious. Everyone is watching how Lin Feng dies. He is a genius. Unfortunately, he grew up in a small country like XueYue country. A genius who can't grow up is not called a genius.

However, at the moment, the crowd only saw a bright sword suddenly blooming in the void, tearing the heaven and earth. The terrible flame palm print seemed to be torn in two in an instant. A phantom crack appeared in the heaven and earth. The figure in the empty sky suddenly stopped moving and stopped there.

"What's the matter, that sword light, so fast!" The hearts of the crowd trembled slightly, and then, they saw a blood line appear, the crackling sound of crackling, the fierce tremor in their hearts, the figure in the void, the powerful existence of the double realm of martial arts, along with the flame, were torn together and turned into nothingness. The sky, as if hidden and thunder, was flashing wildly.

"How strong!"

Yangzhou city people have a kind of suffocation, it seems that they can't breathe. King Lin Feng, in the face of the fearsome strong man with respect to martial arts, still has a sword and erased it!Lin Qian and the people of the Lin family are also shaking violently. Lin Feng is so powerful that they can't imagine. Once upon a time, when Lin Qian returned to the family, they still imagined that Lin Qian could catch up with Lin Feng. But at the moment, they didn't dare to have this kind of fantasy. Lin Qian was ten times as strong as a hundred times, and could not stand a move in front of Lin Feng.

"You can't be a person of this small country. You must have gone out to experience!" The young man's father stares at Lin Feng. Tianwu Bazhong's people have such terrible fighting power. The top ten evildoers in the eight wasteland can't do it. But in the palace of this small country, someone has done it. Lin Feng, absolutely went out to experience.

"Does it matter?" Lin Feng said calmly, his eyes swept through the crowd of three forces. He wanted to destroy the imperial palace. He decided who would choose the site first. Since they said this, the fate of these people has been doomed.

"Cut him off. Let's go." The way of youth's face is ferocious.

Then his father looked at the humanity of the other two forces: "are you going to produce some strong ones?"

However, the head of one of the forces frowned. Tianwu Bazhong killed Zunwu Erzhong with a sword!

There seems to be a figure like this in the eight wasteland!

"Ha ha, we just come to join in the fun. How can we really rob other people's territory?" That person low smile, this huge change lets everybody be stunned, this time how to return a responsibility? Just now, I didn't say that we should kill other people. We should be more than who killed them. Now, we are retreating? Even if Lin Feng can kill tianwu Erzhong people, with their strength in their hands, there is no need to shrink back!

"What do you mean?" The young man's father said coldly, then looked at another group of people, but saw that the head of the other side frowned, as if thinking about the great change of each other.

When he looked at Lin Feng again, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "who is your excellency?"

The man who had withdrawn just now, when he heard his question, his eyes coagulated. He scolded the fool in his heart and said, "I don't participate in today's affairs. I'm leaving."

"Wait!" Lin Feng's mouth spit out a cold voice, let that person's body a stagnant, facial expression is ugly, and scold the person who inquires is extremely stupid.

"I want to go now!" Lin Feng heart sneer, indifferent way: "if you step out of the palace, try!"

That strong person hears Lin Feng's words, the heart is mercilessly convulsed, the face is slightly pale, hear Lin Feng's overbearing voice, where can he not understand, his guess, very unfortunate, right!

The body slowly turned around, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He said to Lin Feng, "I'm just a spectator. If there was any disrespect just now, I'd like to see your Haihan!"

"Spectator?" Lin Feng's mouth was filled with a sneer. He was silent. He was waiting for the arrival of the sword Pavilion. With such a powerful force in his hands, how could he not make good use of it? There are still two opportunities for Wutian sword. How could it be wasted here.

"What's his name?" The young man's father also seems to feel the silk is not good, sharp eyes look at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian is now wondering, these strong, what's the matter? Why do you want to shrink back and even look bigger.

"Maple forest!" Lin Qian's mouth spewed two words, but for those three groups of people from the eight barren land, as a bolt from the blue, let their hearts tremble violently.

The young man is called Lin Feng!

People in Yangzhou City were stunned to see the change of people's looks. Who can tell them, what's the matter? Why did the three powerful forces all show a look of horror, and even some people's bodies seemed to tremble slightly. Moreover, the young man who had been abandoned by Lin Feng suddenly became extremely pale.

Lin Qian also did not think that his name would cause such a strong reaction, so that those people's faces all changed.

In the holy stripe array, Lin Feng's relatives are all looking at each other. Does Lin Feng's name have such a strong deterrent force?

Lin Hai's eyes look at Liu Fei and think of Lin Feng's words. On the way they came, they met a strong warrior. When they heard Lin Feng's name, they slapped themselves in the face.

"Is Xiao Feng famous in the eight wasteland?" Lin Hai whispered, shocked.

At this time, Lin Feng took a glance at the direction in the distance. There, the sword was roaring, and the figures were breaking through the sky, and the space was shaking endlessly.

At this moment, everyone turned their eyes and looked there. They saw many figures, but like a sharp sword with boundless handle, they came from the sky, tearing the space with a roaring sound because of the terrible speed.

"What a terrible crowd!" Everyone was shocked.

The people of those three forces are as pale as paper. This is The people of the sword Pavilion, they, have come too!