God Of Martial Arts

The young man who appeared suddenly approached with a smile, nodded slightly to Lin Feng, and said again, "I'll do this witness. I don't know what your opinions are?"

Lin Fengwei is a little surprised. When the other party smiles at him, it gives him a feeling of spring breeze. He is very comfortable. He is noble and approachable. His smile is elegant and gentle. He looks so perfect. It can be said that anyone who sees him can hardly have a bad feeling.

Although Lin Feng refused to witness the other party, he didn't want to know him.

This kind of feeling makes Lin Feng feel weird and perfect, but it makes him feel unreal.

"Of course not." The nobleman's son shook his head. His eyes were still shocked. He was obviously surprised by the appearance of the young man.

Mu fan's eyes were slightly frozen when he heard the words of the noble youth, and he did not recognize him. However, it is obvious that this person's identity is not ordinary. Otherwise, it is impossible for the noble youth with high status to show such a frightful look. Moreover, he is very respectful to this person and dare not disobey his words.

"What do you think?" The young man's eyes fell on Lin Feng again and said with a smile: "don't worry, if I'm here, if you fight him in prison, I can guarantee absolute fairness, and no one dares to pursue you afterwards."

What a big voice.

Lin Feng's eyes twinkled, guessing the identity of this person. However, without any clues, he could not guess who the other party was. He only knew that the youth's identity must be extraordinary.

"In that case, you are the witness."

Lin Feng nodded. Although he felt that the other party was not very real, he still agreed. As a young man, he could not cheat in front of everyone. Besides, he was not necessary.

"Thank you." The youth smiles and nods to Lin Feng, very polite.

Lin Feng's eyes turned and fell on Mu fan's body and said, "please put it."

Mu fan takes a deep look at Lin Feng's eyes. However, what he sees is profound and indifferent, without any sense of tension, let alone fear.

Stepping into the prison, the man in charge of the fight leads the red flame demon lion out of the prison and gives the prison to Lin Feng and Mu fan.

Mu fan and Lin Feng two people, opposite, Lin Feng's eyes are still so calm, calm.

And Mu fan, eyes slightly narrowed up, way: "snow moon holy yard disciple, Mu fan, who are you?"

"Take your life."

Lin Feng said casually.

Suddenly, on the stand, Lin Qian and Lin Hong brother and sister, the body suddenly trembled.

"Take your life!"

What a familiar name, this person, is also called lethal.

In the past, in the city of Yangzhou Huiwu, Lin Feng was wearing a silver mask, the incarnation of life.

"Lin Feng?" Lin Hong murmured, his eyes narrowed into a gap, too clever, so that he had to suspect the identity of this person.

"Not Lin Feng." Lin Qian shook his head: "if he was Lin Feng, how could we be so calm? Even his eyes just glanced at us lightly. What's more, although Lin Feng's talent is not weak, he was only the second level of Lingwu state when he was in Yangzhou city. Now it is less than half a year. Even if he is more powerful, he can never reach the five levels of Lingwu state."

From the dual strength of Lingwu realm to the 5th level of Lingwu realm, there are three realms in the middle. It's not easy to cross them. Many people can't improve one realm in a year. Those who can cross two levels are considered as talents. Talent is the top choice. As for crossing the three realms in half a year, it is impossible.

Lin Hong also nodded and agreed with Lin Qian's words. Lin Feng dares to fight the red flame demon lion. His strength is obviously five levels of spiritual and military realm. Judging from his accomplishments in Yangzhou City, he can not make such great progress.

This time, it was just a coincidence.

In prison, Mu fan heard Lin Feng's words with a sneer: "take a life? I want to see why you are so arrogant. "

With that, Mu fan's body is full of coldness, and his steps step out. Mu fan, pressing toward Lin Feng, is suddenly born, which makes Lin Feng feel like a heavy burden.

"Potential?"

Lin Feng's eyes were slightly coagulated. He didn't expect that the other party would control a powerful situation of oppression. No wonder that the noble's son would be willing to give him the red flame devil lion in this way. With Mu fan's talent, it is really worth him to win over. However, the price of this red flame demon lion is a little bit small and a little big.

Seeing Lin Feng's slightly frozen eyes, Mu fan's eyes show a trace of complacency. It seems that this person's strength is not so good. I believe that he can easily win by suppressing him with potential.

"The sharp toothed guy, under the pressure of my general situation, you can play 50% of your strength at most, but I can give full play to my 12 levels of strength. You are not my opponent at all. You are undoubtedly looking for death when you put forward the fight between life and death."

When Mu fan speaks, he steps forward, and suddenly, the pressure becomes more powerful and oppresses Lin Feng, which is extremely heavy.

"Shi, how about it?" Lin Feng sneers, the body slightly trembles, suddenly, the pressure on the body, immediately weakened a few points.Raising his feet, Lin Feng stepped forward, and his figure turned into an illusion, walking through the pressure.

A gust of vigorous wind came, blowing Lin Feng's clothes and clothes into a hunting noise, and constantly fluttered back.

Lin Feng, in the face of this trend of oppression, forward.

"Well?"

Mu fan frowned, and then gave a cold hum, and then another step. Suddenly, the oppressive force made a whistling sound, more and more intense, and rushed to Lin Feng.

However, at this time, Mu fan sees Lin Feng raise his hand and draw a cold arc around his mouth. Lin Feng doesn't pay any attention to the pressure. On his palm, there are a series of shivering chills, just like the gun of a poisonous dragon.

Potential is a kind of state, invisible, but it can oppress the opponent and improve his own strength. However, Lin Feng's realm is from potential to micro, and the micro state is higher than the opponent's potential. Unconsciously, he can dissolve most of the opponent's potential. It can be said that Mufan's potential does not affect Lin Feng much at all.

The crowd looked at the dark and thrilling spears, and their hearts trembled. Was Lin Feng's soul a weapon, a gun?

As for Mufan, his eyebrows were slightly frowned at this time. The trembling spear was not majestic or powerful, but it was invisible and full of human momentum, which made his heart tremble, as if there was a strong sense of crisis.

"I am in control of the potential, and my attack power is incomparably powerful. I am also the five times cultivation of Lingwu realm. I am not afraid of him."

Mu fan sneered, his eyes flashed a look of arrogance, and stomped heavily to the ground. Suddenly, the earth roared and the dust was flying.

Mu fan's body, with incomparable surging momentum, rushes to Lin Feng. On his figure, there are white brilliance, which makes people tremble.

"This man is so powerful that his body is moving and powerful. His vitality is breathed out as if he is going to break through his body."

The crowd sighed. It seemed that Lin Feng was in danger. He was worthy of being a disciple of the XueYue holy yard. He was really powerful, and he was astonished.

"Ha ha, this arrogant guy dares to claim to be killed. I bet he can't even take elder martial brother Mufan's move. This blow is enough to kill him."

Among the crowd in XueYue temple, a disciple said, and others immediately echoed and agreed. In their opinion, Lin Feng was looking for death.

Lin Feng's eyes are still so calm and indifferent. Everything outside seems to have nothing to do with him. No matter how strong Mu fan is, he will not be affected.

Their bodies are getting closer and closer, and the oppressive power of the tyrant is becoming stronger and stronger. The loess is flying and the dust all over the sky is actually burying their shadows in them.

On the palm of Lin Feng's hand, the trembling spear was concentrated to the extreme, and a wisp of strange light flickered down, and the sharp spirit spewed out.

"Hiss!"

A light sound came out, that vomited out of the swarthy light broke through everything, the surging and cold momentum could not stop it, but in an instant, it fell on Mufan, making him tremble violently, and his face showed a frightful color.

"The realm of entering the micro."

A touch of fear, in Mu fan's heart, that silver mask, is so ferocious!