God Of Martial Arts

"This guy is so brave to talk to the elder like this."

"Crazy people who don't know how to live, it seems that they are impatient to live."

The crowd murmured in their hearts. Apparently, they didn't expect Lin Feng to be so bold and interrogate the inner elder.

In jiuxiao, the patriarchal clan flourishes. Powerful sects can even control a country and influence the wind and rain. Within the clan, the competition is fierce and the hierarchy is very strict. First, the outer disciples, then the inner disciples, and then the core disciples, and then the outer sect elders and inner sect elders can be reached.

Lin Feng is only a disciple of a foreign school. He has a certain position difference with moye. It can be said that if moye wants him to live, he will live; if he wants to die, he will die.

Moye's heart is very cold, Lin Feng obviously said what should not be said.

"Hou Qing, what's your sin against the patriarch?" Mo Ye stares at Lin Feng without moving her eyes.

"If you report to the elder, you will be expelled from the sect if you are light. If you are serious, you will first discard your accomplishments and then you will be expelled from the sect." How can Hou Qing not understand moye's meaning? How can he let go of this great opportunity.

"Elder, Hou Qing thinks that Lin Feng's move is a great treachery. He should abandon his cultivation and drive him out of Yunhai sect."

"No, it's not easy for him to acquire his accomplishments. Just keep it. You can get rid of him and then drive him out of the sect." Moye's "magnanimous" way.

"It's spicy." Lin Feng has a dark hatred in his heart. He and moye had no injustice in the past and no hatred in recent days. However, when the other party comes, he will be punished. In any case, he will be expelled from the clan. Once he is expelled, I am afraid that Lin Qian and that strange young man will not let go of themselves, which is obviously his destiny.

In fact, as Lin Feng expected, it was a dead end for him.

"Martial arts for respect, not enough strength and talent, even if it is also unreliable." Lin Feng's heart is like a mirror. In this world, everything can only rely on himself. For example, now, the patriarch of zongmen wants to break his arm and drive him out of the sect. What he has to do is to make a false accusation.

Lin Feng takes a look at Nangong Ling. The patriarch has not opened his mouth yet, and there is still room for recovery.

"Everything depends on strength and talent. Now that I am not strong, I will show my talent." Lin Feng's heart is turning, but he can't tell the story of the bell and drum cliff.

When the eight bells and drums were all sounded, two Dharma protectors appeared and sent him back in person to hide people's eyes. No matter how stupid Lin Feng was, he knew that the test he passed was not as simple as he thought at first.

At this time, Hou Qing had already come to Lin Feng and was noticed by countless people. Even the clan and the elder were watching. Hou Qing was nervous and excited. This is a good opportunity to show himself.

"Waste, you break your arm, you and I strength difference is too much, I disdain to you." Hou Qing said arrogantly.

Seeing Hou Qing's twinkling eyes, Lin Feng shook his head in secret. His ambition was not so strong. The Tenth Man in the outer gate was just like this.

"Let's go." Lin Feng pulled out the sword on his back and held it firmly in his palm. He stood still in his place, calm and calm.

"Hehe, in that case, I'll do it." Of course, Hou Qing knows that Lin Feng can't break his arm by himself. Just now, it's just that he deliberately belittles Lin Feng and elevates himself.

"Follow the wind."

A low drink, Hou Qing's figure instantly disappeared in place, with the wind Jue, move with the wind, practice to the extreme, speed as fast as the wind.

"Elder martial brother Hou Qing is the tenth best master in the outer gate. His lightness skill and body method are unparalleled. Where can Lin Feng compete with him?"

"This guy can still stand so steady, just insult himself."

When the crowd saw Hou Qing's figure fluttering like the wind, there were bursts of voices. Among the outer disciples, Hou Qing ranked tenth, relying on the lightness skill body method. Even those outside disciples ranking in front of him could not hurt Hou Qing.

When Mo ye saw Hou Qing's body method, a smile appeared on his face. It seems that Hou Qing's strength has been strengthened again. He hopes that the zongmen Dabi at the beginning of next year can break into the top five of the outer gate, so that he, as the master, will also have face.

As for whether Hou Qing can deal with Lin Feng, Mo Ye didn't think about it at all. It's just eight times of Qi Wu state. It's estimated that Hou Qing can't do three moves in his hands.

Among the crowd present, I'm afraid only Lin Feng believed in himself. He held the sword in one hand and did not move like a mountain. Looking at Hou Qingshan, he did not have an elusive figure.

At this time, a strong wind blowing, blowing Lin Feng's clothes, long hair also moved with the wind, all floated up, and Hou Qing's figure suddenly disappeared at this moment.

"It's over. Elder martial brother Hou Qing is good at lightness."

Before the battle began, the crowd had come to a conclusion.

Lin Feng's eyes closed, quietly feeling the hunting wind, breathing, heartbeat, at this moment all stop, only that sharp feeling, catching the flickering figure.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly moves with the wind. The track of the sword takes the lightness and elegance of the wind.

"Broken." The domineering voice came from the top of Lin Feng's head, along with it, there was a huge force of oppression.

"Go away."Lin Feng poured out a word, the sword light flickered, and then everyone saw the blood splashing out.

A piercing howl of sound through the space, the crowd incredible looking at what happened.

Hou Qing, failed to hit Lin Feng, he was defeated, Lin Feng simple casual sword, cut off an arm.

"Why, Lin Feng, how did he do it?" Many other disciples exclaimed in their hearts, especially those who had heard of Lin Feng's waste name. Lin Feng cut Hou Qing's arm with a sword.

These outer disciples didn't see how Lin Feng did it, but those above the inner disciples did. Lin Feng's sword was like a sword and like the wind. The sword moved with the wind, as if it was not the sword but the wind that cut off Hou Qing's arm.

"Melt the sword technique into the wind. Does the star pavilion have this set of swordsmanship?" Nangong Ling's eyes fluctuated for the first time. Lin Feng's simple sword was so beautiful that it could almost be called perfect. There was no extra strength. The sword went with the wind, and one sword broke his arm. This is the result of Lin Feng's control. I believe that if Lin Feng wants Hou Qing's life, that sword is enough.

Of course, Lin Feng did not practice the skill of fusing the sword technique into the wind, but on the cliff, he realized that everything in the sky sword has the power, the sword has the sword power, and the wind has the wind power. Just now he just took advantage of the wind and hid the sword in it, just like the sword melting into the wind and breaking the enemy with one sword.

"Is it momentum?" Nangong Ling thinks of another possibility, but then he denies the speculation. Lin Feng can't understand the potential without the cultivation of Qi and martial arts.

Let alone the Qi and martial arts realm. Even if the spirit and martial arts level is strong, only some talents can understand the potential. The strong Qi Wu state wants to use the power of the martial spirit to borrow the potential, but he can't understand and use it. However, Lin Fenggang has not released the spirit.

"For the waste day, it's no wonder that some of the waste is still rampant." Lin Qian saw Lin Feng cut off Hou Qing's arm with a sword. Now she is a strong one in the spirit and martial arts realm. Moreover, the soul of the martial arts has been awakened. The ice and fire share the same origin. How can Lin Feng, a little waste, compare with each other.

Mo Ye's face was very ugly at the moment. He asked Hou Qing to cut off Lin Feng's arm, but he didn't want Hou Qing to be cut off by Lin Feng's sword. This is undoubtedly a slap in the face. This son must die.

Lin Feng didn't care about people's eyes, but his face was still calm. He put his sword into the scabbard. Lin Feng glanced at Hou Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, without any pity in his heart.

"The Tenth Man in the outer gate? You don't care about me? " Lin Feng sneered: "I really don't understand, what is your pride based on."