God Of Martial Arts

Lin Feng releases the dark spirit to the extreme. His whole body is soaked with sweat, and his breath is almost to be held.

It's too strong. It's like ten thousand swords at once. The sound of tearing sword spirit drowns out the thunder.

At the same time, Lin Feng was shocked. The powerful sword spirit from eight sides has reached an unpredictability. At the moment, he can't even stop. Once he stops, he will be torn to pieces by the sword Qi. This is a situation that Lin Feng never thought of.

"How could it be so strong?" Lin Feng's mind is spinning rapidly. The powerful sword spirit is far from being able to release by virtue of his strength. I'm afraid even the strong people in the spirit and martial arts realm can't do this.

"From the beginning of my thunder sword technique, I accumulated more and more sword Qi with each sword. Only then did I reach the present level." Lin Feng's hands keep moving, whispering in his heart.

"Up to now, the sword spirit has turned into a momentum, the momentum of the sword, the invincible power."

"Although Han man only achieved eight levels of Qi and martial arts, every step he took seemed to be integrated with the earth. This was the power of the earth. It was because of this momentum that he was able to strike three punches with the nine heavyweights in the Qiwu realm, and forced the other side to retreat."

Lin Feng suddenly thought of the battle between Han man and the nine heavy men in the Qi Wu state. He thought that Han man could use the power of the earth because he was the soul of the earth. But now Lin Feng found that he was wrong. The momentum was everywhere. At this moment, the sword was powerful and unstoppable.

What's more, when he bombards the bell and drum with nine waves, the bell and drum will rebound from the attack of the nine heavy waves, and when he bombards the bell and drum with the thunder sword, the bell and drum will rebound the thunder sword attack.

You know, the eight sided bell and drum has no attack power. It rebounds the nine heavy waves because it uses the power of the nine waves. When it rebounds the thunder sword, it uses the power of the thunder sword.

"Potential!" A smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. His movements changed, and his heavy sword technique became light and elegant again.

Fengyun gorge, the platform of life and death, two figures fall from the sky.

Seeing these two people, the children of yunhaizong all looked at him with a sense of tension. At the same time, he was shocked. Mr. Zong Dapeng of Haoyue was worthy of being one of the eight princes of XueYue state, and even the patriarch and the elder were shocked.

"Lord, great elder." They all bow down to welcome the two giants of yunhaizong.

"Zhanpeng has met the master of Nangong, elder mo Chu Zhanpeng saw two people step forward, slightly bowed, handsome as demon's face is still smiling.

"How are you, Lord Chu?" Nangong Ling nods to Chu Zhanpeng, standing there at will, but with a master's demeanor.

"Nangong Ling is worthy of being the youngest patriarch of Yunhai sect. Although he is not as powerful as my father, the seemingly random World War I has given me such a strong pressure, which is extraordinary." Chu Zhanpeng is calm on the face, but he is also surprised in his heart. Nangong Ling is the most outstanding disciple of Yunhai Zong in the past 100 years. When he was 40 years old, he became the leader of Yunhai Zong and had a great reputation.

"Back to the Nangong patriarch, my father is very good. When I came, he asked me to say hello to the Nangong patriarch." Chu Zhanpeng's father is now the patriarch of Haoyue clan.

Nangong Ling nodded slightly, and then said unhappily, "moye, how can you let people stand here when you are a guest from afar."

"Master Hui, master Dapeng is here for Lin Feng, a disciple of Yunhai sect." Mo ye knew the meaning of Nangong Linghua and immediately explained the purpose of Chu Zhanpeng.

"For the outside disciples?" Nangong Ling frowned slightly, but heard Chu Zhanpeng say: "Nangong patriarch, Lin Feng is the son of my younger martial sister's second uncle. He has no respect. He not only injured his cousin, but also insulted his uncle, who is also my younger martial sister's father. Therefore, my younger martial sister deliberately came to solve this problem."

Chu Zhanpeng did not dare to be too presumptuous in the face of the Lord of a sect. Instead, he said in a euphemistic way that nangongling would be handed over to him. However, who Nangong Ling was, how could he not understand the process of the incident at the moment.

"How do you deal with this matter, moye?" Nangong Ling asked.

Mo Ye didn't answer Nangong Ling's question directly, but secretly took a look at the elder standing beside Nangong Ling.

"Back to the patriarch, this son is disrespectful and treacherous. I intend to expel him from the clan."

Mo Ye responded cautiously. After all, if he directly said that Lin Feng would be handed over to Chu Zhanpeng for treatment, Nangong Ling would be displeased. Anyway, Lin Feng, who is still a member of the Yunhai clan, can't be handed over to the haoyuezong's people at will. However, if we say that he will be expelled from the clan, what happens afterwards will have nothing to do with yunhaizong. Moye's words are not poisonous.

Nangong Ling eyebrows slightly pick, he certainly knows what moye means.

"Patriarch, this person acts like this, it is a disaster to stay in Yunhai clan, and moye is also considered for the clan." Big elder Mo canglan cut in.

The hearts of the people around him are extremely bright. The secret road is that Lin Feng is over this time. The elder Mo canglan is also the law enforcement elder of yunhaizong. He is also the father of the inner elder Mo Xie. Even he said that. The consequences of Lin Feng can be imagined.

"Outside disciple." Nangong Ling murmured in his heart and shook his head in his heart. He did not agree with moye's practice. However, as the Yuanlao of Yunhai Zong, Mo canglan, the leader of the clan, could not have swept Mo canglan's face because of an outside disciple, so he had to sacrifice Lin Feng.Nangong Ling is going to open his mouth to agree, but at this time.

"Keng" a distant and resonant voice from the distance, like the evening drum morning bell, ringing in the hearts of all.

The crowd's eyes were slightly frozen and puzzled, looking for the source of the sound. Nangong Ling, the patriarch of Yunhai clan, felt a fierce tremor in his heart, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. It was the sound of bells and drums.

Mo canglan was also shocked. A sharp blade in his eyes flashed away. He looked at the juefeng palace. There, there was a stone wall. The sound of bells and drums on the cliff had not been heard for a hundred years.

"Keng" is also a heart shaking sound of bells and drums, just like a movement outside the sky.

"This is, the second sound!" Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with shock, and then a smile appeared in her eyes. Several of the most gifted disciples in the clan were here. The sound of the bell and drum was undoubtedly an announcement of the rise of another amazing generation in Yunhai sect.

Nangong lingben was not in a good mood because of Chu Zhanpeng. It's really not a good thing for the big yunhaizong to compete with each other. However, Nangong Ling is a little excited at the moment. For more than a hundred years, the bell and drum of the cliff has never played a sound. However, this day, he witnessed the sound of two bells and drums.

"I don't know which disciple was able to pass the test of the bell and drum cliff." Nangong Ling whispered in his heart, thinking to himself who was playing the bell and drum, and things here seemed to have been forgotten by him.

The third sound of "Keng" bells and drums whirled in the sky above yunhaizong. At this moment, almost all the people in yunhaizong looked at the direction of the natural graben cliff. However, most of the children only knew that the sound of the bell and drum came from there, while the high-level of yunhaizong knew that only the sound of the bell and drum on the cliff would be so far-reaching and shocking.

Nangongling is also staring at the direction of the natural moat cliff. There are three bells and drums, and the third sound actually appears. Tracing back to the thousand year history of yunhaizong, it seems that the sound of bells and drums only played three times ago!

"Hoo" Nangong Ling took a long breath, and a glimmer of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. The youngest leader of Yunhai sect seemed to see the rise of zongmen.