God Of Martial Arts

Lin Feng's eyes are staring at each other, his eyes twinkle with cold light. It seems that something is wrong.

The man with the gun killed the ghost evil spirit and instigated the crowd to fight the ghost king, but he himself stood here, did not fight, and even prevented him from leaving.

Looking around, Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly. At the moment, in the surrounding space, there are not only this strong gun holder, but also eight people, dressed in black, holding long guns. Although there is no surging breath on their bodies, they are calm and calm, as if they are cold from the bone. Lin Feng feels that these eight people are all masters.

"Let him go." At this time, a misty voice came, with a trace of unquestionable tone, the gun carrying strong immediately showed a respectful color, body out of the way, let Lin Feng leave.

Lin Feng took a deep look at the man, and at the same time captured the speaker. Finally, his eyes fell on the gate of Tianluo ancient city. There, there was a figure in a black robe, covering the whole body, even on the face, were covered, extremely mysterious.

At this time, he leaned quietly against the wall of the city, his head slightly lowered, as if he was closing his eyes and cultivating his mind.

However, the strong man with the gun was so obedient that he said something at will, and the other party immediately gave way, and his prestige was needless to say.

After a deep look at the mysterious man in the black robe, Lin Feng finds that today's affairs are far from simple as imagined.

Maybe the ghost king is just a mantis. He comes to catch silkworms, but there is a poisonous snake behind, staring at everyone.

Of course, I also stare at Jiutian Canglong Ding.

Lin Feng raised his feet and walked toward the periphery, but he did not leave in a hurry. Standing on the yellow sand, his eyes looked at the fighting crowd.

At this time, only the ghost King's body fluttered. Every time he touched a person, someone would immediately be killed and swallowed into a mummy, which made countless people lose the courage to fight.

"Kill him, this is the soul of the Tiansha sect. This is not his body, it is just his soul. We can't give full play to the power of the ghost king. As long as we attack at the same time, we can certainly kill him."

The strong man of Xingmeng Pavilion found that things were constantly deviating from his scheduled track and roared. However, his voice dropped, and he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him, which made his heart tremble.

"Go to hell." The ghost King roared, and the endless chains rushed at him, which made his heart beat hard and his body jumped up. The power of the tyrant's hand attacked the chain, and Zhenyuan's giant palm roared.

However, at this time, several chains appeared quietly from behind him. They were recovered in an instant, which made his face change greatly. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The chain was controlled by the powerful soul of ghost king. It was almost to the extreme, and his hands were entangled in an instant.

"If you don't want to die, do it together!"

The man roared, but at the moment the crowd has been completely frightened, only to see the ghost King's mouth with a trace of evil smile, the body rushed out, directly towards him.

"Be my nourishment."

The ghost king said in a gloomy voice, his body, attached to the man's body, began to devour his real yuan and blood.

"A thousand illusions disintegrate!"

The man roared, a force of destruction spread out, let the ghost evil king's eyes flash, and then crazy back away.

"Boom!"

The crackling sound of incomparable fury trembled in the air, many chains were directly broken, and at the same time, the man's body was also destroyed.

The ghost King's body was bright and dark, and his breath was floating. It seemed that he was injured in this attack. Thousand illusions disintegrated. This bastard!

"Roar!"

The ghost evil king roared and continued to devour the crowd. At the moment, there were not many strong people left. In a moment, only a few dozen people were swallowed up by the ghost evil king, and the ghost evil king's breath became stronger and stronger.

"Escape, escape" this is the only thought of the crowd at this time, all of them are fleeing, running towards eight directions, Jiutian Canglong Ding, no more.

At this time, there are several figures, running towards Lin Feng.

However, the man holding the spear who stopped Lin Feng just now still stood there, like a mountain, as stable as a rock. His eyes were cold and sharp.

"Get out of the way!"

A person suddenly cheered, saw that the person holding the spear slightly trembled. Suddenly, the black Zhenyuan turned into a long dragon and directly exploded on the other side's body. It was only for a moment that the strong man in the Xuanwu area was running away. He died!

"It's so strong. The power of this gun doesn't need to be poor."

Lin Feng's heart trembled. All of them had at least four levels of Xuanwu, which was a terrible force.

The two men who fled towards this side felt the power of the gun. Their faces Suddenly trembled and their bodies were slightly stiff.

Both of them were women. One of them was a man from mengge. On that day, he wanted to rob Lin Feng's nine day Canglong tripod. As for the other, Lin Feng also knew him, who was a blue sedan chair.Most of the people in mengge came here today. They thought they would win the treasure, but they all died here.

"Those who want to leave, die!"

The man with the gun gave a cold drink and stepped forward. On the long spear, his killing intention was endless. The surging black Zhenyuan was extremely terrifying.

A shot, a stab.

"Stop it."

A cold light fell from the sky, which made the man's spear slightly stunned. Then, a figure passed by, and blue Jiao's body was retreated to one side with twinkle. It was Lin Feng who made the move.

The man with the gun turned pale and cold.

"She, you can't kill her."

Lin Feng faintly said a, the long gun man was silent, then turned around, looked at, actually let go of LAN Jiao.

Lin Feng breathed out his breath. In the past, LAN Jiao reminded him of his kindness several times. Lin Feng kept this in mind. If he could save it, he would try his best.

"Help me." Looking at the man with a gun looking at her, the body suddenly trembled, beautiful eyes with a little hope, looking at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at coldly, eyes no expression: "in the past you want to kill me, now, you want me to save you?"

Her heart suddenly trembled, a sense of regret, in her eyes, a son fell wrong, lose all.

At the beginning, she clearly knew a little about Lin Feng's character. She was frivolous and unruly. Why did she want to win Jiutian Canglong Ding by means of violence? She should have expected the end, but she thought that with her powerful strength, no matter Lin Fengshun or she was against her, she would kill and take treasure.

But the world is changeable, she did not kill Lin Feng, now, originally she had a chance to live, but because of the difference of thought, now in front of her, it is a dead end.

It's her life, to say the least.

She didn't want to resist. Even if she could resist for some time, in the end, she still died. Either she was killed or was swallowed up by the ghost evil king. There was no way to live. It was better to die on the spear than to be devoured by the ghost evil king.

"Aunt Yun." LAN Jiao called out with tears in her eyes. Her body was caught by Lin Feng. She couldn't move if she wanted to.

"Jie Jie."

A Yin test voice came, Lin Feng with blue Jiao's body flashed back, only to see at this time, the crowd either died on the spear, or was gobbled up by the ghost evil king.

In the space, except for Lin Feng and others and the black strong men with spears on all sides, all of them died. Of course, there was also the mysterious man who depended on the city wall.

"You have a lot of guts, kid." Ghost evil king's eyes stare at Lin Feng, gloomy said, let Lin Feng's eyes twinkle under.

"Don't you see that they are waiting for you?" Lin Feng pointed to the eight strong men in black. He said indifferently that he did not leave because he realized that the eight men, as well as the mysterious people on the wall of the city, had come to hunt and kill the ghost king. They had been prepared for it. Maybe this was a conspiracy.

Of course, the ghost king was not a fool. He also saw that he was staring at the eight people who were close to him. He said coldly: "the strength is good, but some people who were swallowed up by me just now are no worse than you. Who gave you courage."

"Me

A deep voice came. I don't know when, the mysterious man in black robe on the wall of the city came slowly towards this side. His head was still low. He took a step at random, but in an instant he went a hundred meters. In an instant, he came to the ghost king.

"Here is the snow moon, the evil generation of the Tiansha sect. Since you have come, you don't have to leave."

The cold voice vomited out from the black robe, and then the man's head was raised, a touch of fine awn, exploded and flashed out, dazzling!