God Of Martial Arts

Yu Jiao's eyes gaze at Lin Feng. The charm in her eyes disappears, but with a ray of surprise.

Just now, Lin Feng's breath was just five levels of Lingwu realm. However, he realized that he had mastered the sword power. He killed Kecheng in an instant. Although Kecheng underestimated the enemy's carelessness and didn't pay attention to Lin Feng, it can't be denied that Lin Feng's own strength is strong enough to threaten the people in the six levels of Lingwu state.

Yu Jiao's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, she has not seen Lin Feng, so just now looked down on each other, but because of this kind of neglect, let Kecheng lose his life.

"Cluck, zuning, the guy in Kecheng is really useless. If he belittles the enemy to such a degree, even if this guy's sword power is forever, he can deal with it." Yu Jiaojiao smiles. First, she points out that Kecheng is useless and belittles the enemy. Then she tells zuning that Liuchong of Lingwu state is enough to deal with Lin Feng. She has a deep mind.

Zu Ning frowned. Although he also knew that Yu Jiao's words were encouraging him, he thought it was a fact. Even if the five levels of Lingwu state controlled the sword, was it enough to deal with him?

Eyes flickering, zuning will heart a wisp of fear to disperse, eyes in the emergence of a trace of war.

"Zuning, you won't see Kecheng killed, are you afraid?" Yu Jiao's voice was a little strange. She opened her mouth and let zuning stare at Lin Feng, saying, "how could I be afraid? It's only five levels of Lingwu realm. I'll take his life. "

Lin Feng's eyes flashed a cold smile and jokingly said, "how can you still stand there?"

Seeing Lin Feng's indifference and self-confidence, zuning's face was unsightly, and his mind moved. Suddenly, behind zuning, a pair of eyes appeared, which were suspended in the air, like the eyes of hawks and falcons. When these sharp eyes with illusory meaning appeared, zuning's eyes became monstrous.

"Martial spirit!" Lin Feng's eyes are slightly coagulated. The eyes behind zuning must be a kind of martial spirit, which he has never seen.

However, Lin Feng is not too surprised. Jiuxiao is so vast that he can't know. Even in a snowy region, there are four empires and nine kingdoms. Now he is only in XueYue country, an ordinary country, and there are countless martial spirits he doesn't know.

"A sword thunders." Lin Feng's body trembled, a sword stabbed out, thunder exploded.

Zu Ning that pair of strange eyes staring at Lin Feng's sword, actually stood there motionless, until Lin Feng came to the body, his body just slightly slanted, Lin Feng's sword, rub his body to stab.

At the same time, zuning's palm is raised. At this time, his palm is as weird as his eyes, with a wisp of sharp brilliance, which is directly buckled to Lin Feng's eyes, and his moves are vicious.

Lin Feng's sword hummed and whirled out. However, he saw that zuning's body was spinning against the sword, and his palm was still moving forward. He was about to buckle it on Lin Feng's head.

With a light touch on the ground, Lin Feng's body glides back, and it's a sword. Without hesitation, he cuts it out and takes his life. It's brilliant and swift as thunder.

"Don't even touch your sword."

A cold voice spewed out of zuning's mouth. His body whirled slightly, and the deadly sword was just across his eyes. However, it didn't do any harm to zuning.

"This pair of eyes, can see my movement track clearly, dodges to dodge, is somewhat similar with Tianzhao Wuhun."

Lin Feng's heart secretly a voice, his breath, gradually become cold, eyes, merciless, that pair of gray pupil, again emerge.

Looking at the change of Lin Feng's breath, Zu Ning's eyebrows wrinkled. Lin Feng's temperament changed in a quasi instant, and became merciless and cold, which made his heart tremble slightly.

If his eyes are monstrous, then Lin Feng's eyes at the moment can't be described with demons. They are cold and merciless, and they don't look like human eyes.

"Can't I touch you?"

A cold voice from Lin Feng's mouth, and then a bone chilling feeling fell on Zu Ning's body. The sword became sharper and more sharp, with the breath of destruction.

"The sword of death."

With a sword, Lin Feng's body is like a phantom and cuts to zuning.

Zu Ning cold hum, that pair of monstrous eyes shot a fierce gas, the body gently flashing, the sword, again failed.

"Sword of death."

Lin Feng's face is expressionless, and he is dancing with a sword. The gray meaning of destruction blooms and the cold of death covers zuning, making zuning slightly stiff. Even if he is the sixth level of Lingwu realm, he dare not take Lin Feng's sword. The sword with sword power has too strong attack power and must avoid its edge.

Although the shadow of his body could not be seen clearly, he could not touch the magic sword.

But at the moment, Lin Feng's eyes, but tightly staring at zuning, zuning body floating track, in his pupil slow down, incomparably clear.

Lin Feng looks at zuning just as zuning looks at his sword.

The air of gray destruction was flowing on the sword. Lin Feng's movement did not stop for half a moment. When a sword was waved out, zuning kept flashing away.Quietly observing the track of zuning's body movement, Lin Feng's mouth showed a trace of indifference, and said in a low voice: "it's over."

The calm voice, but with a strong confidence, made zuning's heart tremble slightly. Then, he felt the sharp sword disappear suddenly, and turned into nothingness in an instant.

There was no cold, no sharp, only a sword, incomparably common one, stabbed at him.

Zuning's strange pupil was staring at the sword, with a look of doubt in his eyes. He wanted to see how the sword ended.

The body trembles, zuning dodges to the left, and then the next, his pupil is a burst of contraction.

The sword, still in front of him, points to his heart.

Strange eyes released a sharp light, zuning's body dodged away again, and his eyes were staring at the simple sword. However, to zuning's shock, the sword was like a tarsal insect, following closely. Without any deviation, it still pointed to his heart. What made zuning feel more scared was that the sword was closer to his heart.

"How can it be? How can this be? My Eagle eyed warrior soul can't see the track of the sword wrong."

Zuning's heart began to tremble, and he suddenly found that this simple sword was a sword of returning to nature and a sword of death for killing people.

Looking at the sword getting closer and closer, zuning wanted to dodge, but found that he could not do it.

The two palms were raised. Since it was impossible to avoid it, there was a fight. However, at this moment, a fierce and sharp idea bloomed out, which made Zu Ning's heart twitch fiercely. A trace of despair flashed in his eyes. The artistic conception of a good and fierce sword is stronger than that when the endless sword power blooms.

This is not an ordinary sword, but a subtle sword.

Lin Feng also looks at his sword, from the potential to the micro, but it should not only be the power of the micro, enhance the attack power.

It is a tiny attack, but it contains all kinds of changes, including the sword power and the meaning of the sword. It is every insignificant sword move, but it has the most powerful attack. This is the real micro, from the majestic trend to the micro realm.

The eyes recovered, no longer cold and heartless, but with a silky understanding of the smile.

Like potential, entering micro belongs to a kind of state. Only when someone fully understands potential can he step into the realm of micro. In the same state of micro, his understanding can be thousands of miles away. At this moment, Lin Feng's understanding of the realm of entering the micro level is deeper.

"Hiss!"

With a slight sound, the sword in Lin Feng's hand pierced zuning's body without any accident and pierced into zuning's heart. The sword meaning contained in the subtle sword instantly destroyed zuning's internal organs.

Zuning's eyes stare very straight, the lustre of the monster dissipates, and whispers: "I Ok Sorry

Finish saying, zuning's head is crooked, did not have the breath of life.

Lin Fengmu is expressionless. The sword is pulled out, and zuning's body falls. Lin Feng's eyes fall on Yu Jiao not far away, which makes Yu Jiao tremble all over.