God Of Martial Arts

Rolling sky, dark storm, there is a touch of crimson, stabbing people's eyes pain.

"What a terrible cloud hijacking, what terrible energy it contains All of them looked up at the storm in the void, and their bodies trembled slightly. If the force of the storm blew on themselves, it would be enough to destroy their spirits.

The soldier caster also raised his head and looked at the void, and then his body flashed back. Finally, in the storm of destruction, a red and black robbery cloud appeared. It was slashed from the sky and hit the faint sword. The sword kept ringing and trembling wildly. However, the cloud of robbery in the void did not stop and carried the incomparable destructive power again , on the sword.

"The number of ninety-nine, the disaster of Zhiyang." The empty caster murmured, there were 81 terrible robberies of red and black, which made a terrible pit appear in the space. Above the three feet green front, there was a bright brilliance, as if there was a strong will.

"Semi finished products, what do you mean The empty caster's face froze and murmured, and then he only listened to the soldiers facing the crowd: "the ancient will of the holy king is contained in the sword. My strength can't be suppressed. I haven't decided how to define the sword in the end. Please help me to infiltrate your strength into the sword and see if you can guide and suppress the will power."

After that, the soldiers cast their palms, and the sword was suspended in the air, and the crowd's looks trembled. Then, a terrible breath came out of their bodies, and the power of heaven rolled and roared, oppressed and infiltrated into the sword. In an instant, they felt everything in the sword.

Lin Feng's dominating power also entered the sword. However, at the moment when he entered the sword, he felt that his power seemed to be in a source of power, which was extremely small. That terrible will and all kinds of forces could not be conquered, let alone become a kind of power. No wonder the soldiers could not shape the sword and give the sword its ultimate strength Quantity.

In order to create the ultimate sword, the soldier casts the sword to reach an extreme in some aspects. The emperor's house is the ultimate attack of the spirit; the karyeh is the extreme of speed and speed, which leads to the illusion of time, and is also an extreme. Now, he has cast this sword with countless ancient will of the holy king. Of course, he will not pursue a sword with chaos and various powers, but hope to create another If we can make use of the will power of the infinite ancient saints, it will surpass the past and become a terrible king soldier.

Lin Feng's dominating power felt too much terrible will power and was in a state of chaos. If he achieved the sword in this way, I'm afraid that the soldier who made the sword could not control it.

"Well?" At this time, the soldier caster seemed to feel something. His strength was also in the sword. Moreover, he was monitoring all the will forces that entered the sword. He found many very powerful willpower, which could suppress, drive away and even erase those wills. However, this was not what he wanted to see until he found a force that was not so strong, But it has the power to merge and change those will, but it's a little weak.

The soldier caster locks in this power and then follows it to find his master.

At the moment, Lin Feng's eyebrows frown, who is tracking him, the power of the master to take back, and then he felt a force come on his body, lock him in the whole person.

"Who?" Lin Feng snorted coldly. Then, he felt a look. When his eyes turned, Lin Feng saw that the eyes of the soldier caster were staring at him. This scene made Lin Feng show a strange color, and his pursuer turned out to be the soldier caster.

The soldier caster, with an old face, nodded slightly to Lin Feng. Then he took back the strength and went back to the sword to see if he could find a more suitable powerful force. After a period of time, he was a little disappointed. No more, those people were really just suppressing, but could not do what he wanted. He was a sword maker. How could he really suppress the sword Power, what he wants is to change, make use of this power, make it play its strongest power, and let those forces be owned by the sword. Unfortunately, most of these people don't understand it.

After all, he is the best one who can understand the spirit of casting tools.

"That's why he made semi-finished products. He didn't want to shape the sword yet." The empty caster said in his heart that at the moment, he only heard the voice of the soldier caster: "well, everyone, take back the strength."

His voice dropped, and suddenly that force was withdrawn from the sword. Without their suppression, the power in the sword began to riot again and could not be controlled.

The crowd looked at the soldier caster and didn't know what was in his mind. At this time, the soldier caster's mind moved. Suddenly, a terrible seal chain wrapped the sword. The chain connected the soldier caster's body. He locked the sword on his body.

"Come here, little fellow!" The soldiers cast their eyes on Lin Feng, which makes Lin Feng's eyes dim.

By Lin Feng's side, the empty caster's eyes all looked at him, only listened to the empty caster's smile: "Lin Feng, elder martial brother valued you, this is an opportunity for you."

"Lin Feng, not bad, the elder chose you." Tianruojian also laughed and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder. For them, Lin Feng is a junior. Indeed, anyone here is much older than Lin Feng. When they became famous, Lin Feng was not in this world.Gu Zhu looks sharp, and then shows a smile. It's really heaven's help. The soldier who cast it chose Lin Feng.

"Come on Gu Zhu smiles at Lin Feng and opens his mouth. Lin Feng nods slightly and walks forward. However, at this moment, he sees a flash of lifeless figure and goes towards Lin Feng, saying: "the soldier casting, Lin Feng, is the person who is wanted by my temple. I hope the elder can stay here."

"Well?" Soldiers cast eyes suddenly toward the lifeless look, not angry from Wei, cold way: "what do you care about me, little guy, follow me."

"Good." Lin Feng continued to move forward, but saw no life to open his mouth: "if the soldier casting is determined to do so, don't blame me for starting."

After that, his body continued to move forward. In an instant, Lin Feng felt stiff all over, and a terrible force of space fell on him, as if the law of heaven had come, and it was extremely heavy.

The soldier's brow was frowning, but at this moment, a terrible sword power was blooming. I saw tianruo's sword hand on the hilt, and suddenly the sky and the earth were killing each other.

"Presumptuous!" The figure of tianruo sword twinkles, and his body appears directly in front of Lin Feng. The invisible and terrible sword power is surging out. It seems that something is broken in the void, which is the pressure of space coming towards Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng must die!" Lifeless step forward, Lin Feng body, empty power shrouded.

"Out!"

Lifeless spit out a word, Lin Feng's body as if to be torn alive.

"Poo Hoo..." The light of swords blazed and chopped at Lin Feng directly. However, he did not hurt Lin Feng at all. Instead, he broke the void power. At the same time, tianruo sword's body walked towards the lifeless, and his sword had not yet come out of the scabbard.

"You want to die!"

The sword idea, covering the heaven and earth, the light of the sword appeared. The sword of tianruo finally came out of its sheath. At this moment, it seemed that time and space had stopped. Only the bright sword stabbed at the lifeless.

Lifeless body, the empty power crazy shining, but his speed seems to be slowed down 10000 times, just a little moving, that kind of feeling, as if stopped.

"Time, time?" Lin Feng's pupil shrinks, and he sees such a sword again. In the battlefield of the ancient ruins of Qitian holy capital, there is such a sword in the battle of the old saints.

"Go away!" With a roar of lifeless rage, the void power seems to break through the years and kill the other party. The sound of the click is heard. The sword of the void is broken. The sword of the sky is still facing forward and stabbing at his brow.

There was lifeless biting his lips, and blood appeared between his lips. The terrible void imprisoned himself in it. The sword finally arrived. The sound of hissing pierced into the void. The lifeless body rushed out towards the sky as if to move away in a flash. But even if the void moved, it was slowed down. Finally, the sword arrived, and a sound of hissing pierced his chest.

At this moment, the mood was finally lifted. The wind swept by, the lifeless body disappeared and stepped into the void. However, he looked down at his chest, where there was a long bloodstain, and there was blood dripping down.

"If it's a good day." The crowd's expression trembled. The artistic conception contained in that sword was so terrible that the void moving had to be slowed down. It was almost that the powerful and lifeless people would die in his hands.

"You dare to be disrespectful to your predecessors." Tian Ruo Jian looks at Wu Ming and says indifferently, which makes Wu Ming look ugly. Tian Ruo Jian is so powerful, but he still calls him Bingzhu elder.