God Of Martial Arts

When the level 9 weapon refining master in purple and gold robes announced that Yan Feng had won the second seat and Lin Feng and mu Linxue won the championship seat, the hearts of Mu Fu people suddenly trembled violently. Their feelings were very complex and hard to explain.

Before that, they were going to marry Mulin Xue to Yan's family after the weapon refining competition. Everyone thought that Mulin Xue would be defeated in the competition. However, because of Lin Feng's appearance, the combination of Mulin Xue and Lin Feng won the championship seat in this weapon refining competition. This is the children of their Mu family. They should have felt extremely proud at this time, but It is at this moment that their real feelings are strange. The one they are about to abandon and win the championship is ridiculous.

It's very important to win the championship seat in the weapon refining competition. Although they all know that Lin Feng's contribution is the biggest for the champion, Lin Feng and Mulin snow are a pair of combinations, and everything they get next will belong to both of them.

Mu Qingying looks complicated. After a deep look at Lin Feng's direction, he has an idea in his heart: "if Lin Feng is to cooperate with me to refine utensils, what kind of imperial vessels will be refined?"

However, before the crowd had time to digest the thoughts in his heart, the voice of Yan Feng's disobedience had already floated out and spread all over the place, making all people's eyes converge on him again.

Yan Feng, of course, didn't accept it. Just now, he thought that the champion's seat had been won, and he even talked big words. Not only did he, but also most of the audience thought so. But in the end, the master of purple gold robes gave the championship seat to Lin Feng, which made Yan Feng very embarrassed.

"Master, many of us are not satisfied with it." At this time, the master of the Yan family stood there and bowed slightly to the master of level 9 to apologize and openly questioned the judgment of the master. This was not a small matter. He did not dare to go too far. Therefore, although it was good, he was still respectful.

The nine level master of weapon refining looked at the Yan Family and Yan Feng with a look of indifference. He said slowly, "you don't agree. Do I need to change the judgment to you to win?"

"Master, I can't wait." When the master of the Yan family heard the other party's words, his heart suddenly trembled. Although it meant this, the meaning from the other side's mouth was completely different. The level 9 weapon refining master thought that Lin Feng had won. They didn't accept it. Could it be difficult for him to change his judgment to win?

"You dare not, then tell me, how can you accept it?" The master said indifferently.

"Master, Yan Feng just wants to have a fair chance to let me hold the imperial wares I made and collide with the imperial wares made by him. In this way, we can see which is stronger and which is weaker." Yan Feng slightly bowed his head and said, his heart fluctuated, but he didn't dare to make too many mistakes. After all, this is the rule of the weapon refining competition. At the moment, he is questioning the rule and the judgment of a level 9 weapon refining master. If he really annoys the other party, it will not do him any good.

"Joke, there are strong and weak people who use imperial instruments. Do you think that a superior emperor can't kill a lower emperor who holds a level-1 imperial instrument?" The master said coldly that Huangqi is just external force. Although a four level imperial instrument can already threaten the middle emperor, it is only based on theory. If you really fight, will the middle emperor stand there and let you kill it? It's useless for you to hold a level 9 imperial weapon. You will be easily crushed and killed. Unless your strength is worse than the other party, you can suppress the other party in turn with the help of powerful imperial weapons.

Yan Feng said that he and Lin Feng collided with each other with their own imperial wares. Because he and Lin Feng were not equal in strength, the master craftsman of purple gold robes thought that the collision had no reference significance.

"Master, I don't mind letting him try." At this time, Lin Feng opened his mouth to the craftsman in the purple gold robe. He immediately made the nine level master raise his head and look at Lin Feng for a moment. Then he looked at Yan Feng again and said, "since everyone else agrees, I'll give you a chance."

Thank you very much Yan Feng's eyes showed an excited look, and then his body suddenly turned to Lin Feng. His eyes became cold. Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to fight, which was ridiculous.

When the sword is in hand, the power of the law of fire sweeps out and pours into the red blood sword in the palm. Suddenly, a terrible red blood sword is breathed into the void. Before it blooms, it has already appeared more than ten feet of red blood red light.

Lin Feng holds a gun in his right hand. The silver gun is thin and long. He stays quietly in Lin Feng's palm, but there is a terrifying spirit of destruction.

"Everyone will see that the real champion of the weapon refining competition will be me, Yan Feng."

The flame on Yan Feng's body was rolling like an angry dragon. His body moved. He held a sharp sword and went towards Lin Feng. The sword was in the air and was ready to be cut out at any time.

Lin Feng did not say any words, at this time any words are pale and powerless, only with the facts to verify everything.

"The song of the wind!" The moment Lin Feng's body moved, it was like a gust of wind, almost to the whole body turned into a shadow, and the gun in his hand whirled wildly.

"Chop!" At the same time, Lin Feng's silver spear was stabbed out and the void was destroyed. The terrible red blood dragon was torn apart and spread towards eight sides. It was very spectacular. Lin Feng's palm was suddenly loosened, and the spear suddenly disappeared."Hi..." The void seemed to be torn apart, and Yan Feng felt only a burst of terror to the extreme of the power of destruction rolling towards himself, stabbing his head, as if to tear his body apart.

"Go!" Yan Feng waved his hand fiercely, and the sword was cut off. Then a sound of collision reminded him that the crushing pressure seemed to have turned into a terrible storm, tearing off the red blood's long mang tun. The red blood sword was violently shaken back. Yan Feng reached out to grab it, but felt a terrible force shattering his hands, making him unable to hold it. Then, the handle of the sword hit him fiercely His chest, so that he snorted a breath of blood, the body flew back thousands of meters away.

But Yan Feng seems not to feel the pain on his body. At this time, his face is pale. After his body stops, he looks a little out of his wits, and his face has no blood color.

When he was defeated, his sword was repulsed by the opponent's spear, which undoubtedly verified everything. There was no problem in the judgment of the level 9 weapon refining master.

The eyes of the crowd are staring at the two figures in the void. Yan Feng is defeated so thoroughly. He controls the power of the law, but in the collision of imperial vessels, his refined sword loses.

That collision, no doubt, is to announce that Lin Feng and mu Linxue are worthy of the title of the weapon refining competition.

"Before the conclusion of the weapon refining competition comes out, you claimed to have won the championship. Yan Feng, you are so humorous." Lin Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the silver spear in his hand, chuckled and spat out a voice, which made Yan Feng's face look as ugly as it was. This is not exactly what he said to Lin Feng. Lin Feng didn't formally fight back until he completely defeated him. This kind of counterattack was the most powerful, and no one could question it. Because Lin Feng was the winner, and at this time he became the king and defeated the enemy The world!

The master Zipao, who was optimistic about the combination of Lin Feng and mu Linxue, showed a smile. This time, he was right. He looked at the purple robe master beside him and said with a smile: "you seem to have asked me for my weapon refining skills before. You are so humorous. Now, it's time to give it to me!"

The other side of the mouth slightly twitch, but feel the heart block panic, at the moment the other side's mouth humor two words, how ironic ah.

Not long ago, when Yan Feng refined the imperial ware, Yan Feng himself, he, and the Yan family almost announced that Yan Feng won the championship seat in the refining competition, even after Lin Feng refined the imperial ware. But now the ending is quite opposite. This feeling is really uncomfortable. They all feel hot and hot on their faces People look at them with irony.

"I judge the end of the weapon refining competition. You question me and want to fight. Now, do you accept it?" The nine level master asked Yan Feng with a slight chill in his voice. He didn't mean any harm to him. On the contrary, Yan Feng was able to get the second seat in the weapon refining competition. He was a good kid. However, Yan Feng and his family openly questioned his ruling in front of everyone. How humiliating it was. In that case, he didn't have to care about Yan Feng's face has changed. A younger generation of Yan Feng dare to question him. As a master of level 9 weapon refining, should he care about Yan Feng and give him face?

Everyone is to pay the price for their own behavior, Yan Feng chose to question him, so now, it is time to pay the price of questioning.

Yan Feng's body trembled slightly, in this situation, let him say to all people, he Fu? At the moment, he seems to forget that he also questioned a level 9 master in front of everyone and said that he was not satisfied. Now, it is time for him to say again, do not accept?

"What a headache!" The master of red gold robe, who was optimistic about Yan Feng, rubbed his temples. He was quite depressed. He was young and frivolous. It was true that he was young and frivolous. However, if this kind of frivolity was shown at an inappropriate time, sometimes it would have to pay a price. Many young people's frivolity was slowly polished away!