God Of Martial Arts

The sudden fierce attack made Jianchen's face suddenly stiff. He was furious. With a grasp of the empty palm, the infinite sword light came into being, penetrating everything, and killing Lin Feng in the ancient Ding.

At this time, Lin Feng was also angry. The array light in Wanhua Baoding seemed to make the spirits in it burn wildly. The terrible sound of death Ding continued to vibrate in people's hearts. Even others felt as if they were about to die. What's more, facing Lin Feng's sword dust directly, he felt that the terrible death was not heard Breaking the beating in his heart, the invisible power of death poured into his body, endless, accompanied by Lin Feng's hundreds of thousands of death brand impact, which was the attack brought by Dacheng's death Daowei. For a time, centering on the ancient tripod, the void gathered a terrible death storm.

Jianchen is a strong man in the Heaven Kingdom. Even in the face of such pressure, he still can't retreat. When he steps out, the infinite sword rolls forward and shoots out. In an instant, Lin Feng only feels that there is a shadow sword attacking and killing his spirit. At the same time, the infinite sword ignores the distance between the sky and the sky It's powerful to kill people from the sky.

"I'll see how strong you are." Lin Feng's face was cold and boundless. All of a sudden, his spirit suddenly separated from his body and rushed into the ancient tripod. All of a sudden, Wanhua Baoding whirled wildly, and the death storm rushed into the sky. At the same time, the ancient tripod directly rushed into the sword dust, and the sound of the death knell burst into each other's mind to take the other's life.

"No matter how Daowei can attack his spirit." The sword dust looks stiff. The spirit and the body seem to be separated. At the same time, the stronger brand of death is eroding him. The brand of death planted on his body is more and more terrible, as if he is going to die.

"Get out of here." With a roar, three thousand swords were gathered in the sky. At the same time, the terrible sound of Dang came out and shook on the ancient tripod. However, at the moment, the ancient tripod turned into a streamer, and it did not continue to rush to the sword dust, but towards those who were strong in the realm of the great emperor of Jianzong.

"Dong!" The sound of a death cauldron suddenly came out, and a strong man of Jianzong in the great imperial realm was covered with dead gray. Then, his spirit was separated from his body and could not be controlled. He was directly swallowed into the ancient tripod and became a dead man. The body was also swallowed up, and the screams broke out. Both the spirit and the body were refined.

At this time, Lin Feng's spirit was integrated into the Wanhua Baoding. This Wanhua Baoding was his own, and he was the Wanhua Baoding. The next moment, he attacked another strong man of Jianzong. The strong one of Jianzong was stiff and his body collapsed. However, Lin Feng didn't give him a chance. The sound of death played for him. The God of death came, and Lin Feng's great way of death was integrated into the ancient tripod The power is absolutely terrible.

"This kind of Tao is comparable to the Dao of great perfection level and the way of death. It can kill people in an instant." At this time, the seven night emperor watched Lin Feng's attack, and his heart was quite shaken. The strength of the young man was really terrible. Generally speaking, the powerful man in the realm of the holy emperor could understand it. What's more, the track was still the way of death. Therefore, even the powerful figures in the realm of the great emperor, they had all the fighting power, but they couldn't play it It's almost your life to kill you. No matter what you sacrifice to the emperor's soldiers or whatever, you have no chance to directly shake and kill and swallow up your spirit.

When Jian Chen saw Lin Feng sweeping, his face suddenly turned blue. It was not only a simple way to hit him in the face. Lin Feng was killing the strong man in his sword sect. What he couldn't bear was that Lin Feng, who was just a strong man in the realm of Emperor Wu, slaughtered their emperor here, and even he couldn't bear the great perfection The way of death, every Ding sound, seems to be able to really peel off his life, let him fall into the middle of death.

"Ah..." With the screams, the spirit of a great emperor has been integrated into Lin Feng's Wanhua Baoding, which has become the power of Wanhua Baoding. When Lin Feng starts the spirit array pattern, the power of Wanhua Baoding becomes more powerful. The sword dust has been gathering the supreme sword power to attack, but it can't be broken. It is a terrible treasure, a very high-level imperial soldier.

When the strong man of Jianzong died and fled, soon, Wanhua Baoding was killed again towards Jianchen. The sword dust could not break the Wanhua Baoding and could not fight at all. He gathered a storm of sword blade, and then his figure disappeared in the storm and became entangled with the storm of death. At the next moment, a flash of sword light suddenly lit up above the sky. It was a sword Dust, he seems to incarnate as a sword, a sword outside the sky, directly into the Wanhua Baoding inside, Lin Feng's spirit into the Wanhua Baoding, he killed his flesh.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng sneered. It was Jianchen who was looking for his death. A strange smell was in the air. In an instant, he wrapped Lin Feng's body, as if his body had disappeared. The sword dust turned into a sword and came from the sky, and instantly stabbed the inside of Wanhua Baoding. The terrible sound of Dong reverberated, and the killing power directly brought about the Wanhua Baoding The sky struck the lake and broke into the bottom.

However, at this moment, the infinite beam of Wanhua Baoding suddenly lit up at the same time. Hundreds of thousands or even millions of death marks were directly branded on the terrible sword, making the sword body turn into a dark color instantly. Many people's eyes looked into the lake, as if they were going to penetrate everything, while the white girl's figure flickered, and directly rushed into the lake, only to see the sky The palaces collapsed and broken, and the huge Wanhua Baoding whirled wildly, destroying everything.Within the Wanhua tripod, the huge sword seems to be the embodiment of a thousand swords. At the same time, it penetrates and kills the ancient tripod fiercely, as if trying to break the array pattern in the ancient tripod. However, Lin Feng doesn't know who made the ancient tripod, but the array carved in it is absolutely terrifying. How can it be cracked so easily, no matter how many swords are there Like to brand death, the sword with life seems to be sending out lamentation and falling.

The original sword transformed by sword dust seems to be aware of something wrong. He thought that with his supreme attack power, once he rushes into it, he can directly pierce and kill Lin Feng's spirit. However, it seems that Lin Feng's spirit has completely integrated with the Wanhua tripod. The tripod is not broken, the spirit is immortal, and it can't be broken at all.

What's more, it seems that Jianchen can't do it even if he wants to go. At this time, he seems to be in a dead star sky. This is the world of death. The huge sword is pounding, but only the dark ancient Ding pattern appears in front of him. There is no going in and out. Even Lin Feng's body is gone, and only death is left.

"Broken!"

With a roar, the sound of thumping filled the air, but it was still useless. The brand of death continued to be imprinted on the sword. The light of the spirit and soul madly urged the power of the ancient tripod to refine the spirit contained in the sword.

At this time, Lin Feng is also very depressed. Such attacks are so difficult to kill each other. It can be seen how difficult a powerful character in Tiandi Kingdom wants to kill. This is not at the same level as the people in the great emperor's kingdom. However, he has already come in, so don't want to go out again. There is no doubt that he will die. How can he afford the huge consumption without refining his spirit into the tripod Don't let the powerful spirits of the other side supplement those burning spirits.

With the brand of death of millions, the momentum of the sword is getting weaker and weaker. Gradually, the shadow of the sword dust seems to appear. I can see that he is convulsed all over his body. At this time, he seems to have a sense of fear. He is afraid. Is he going to fall into the hands of a boy in the Martial Emperor's realm?

But no matter how arrogant his temperament is, Lin Feng has only one purpose: to kill each other and refine his spirit. No matter whether you are the emperor or the emperor of heaven, you will die.

As time went by, the shadow of sword dust became weaker and weaker. Looking at the brand of death still beating on him, his eyes showed a sad look and sighed: "I didn't expect that my sword dust will fall in the hands of the Emperor Wu today."

"If you can always exist in the ancient tripod and witness my future, maybe one day, you won't have this sigh again." The indifferent voice came out with a sense of supremacy, which made Jianchen's heart tremble fiercely. Then he nodded slightly, and did not continue to make unnecessary resistance. The spirit began to be refined gradually and gradually integrated into the ancient tripod.