God Of Martial Arts

In Tianyi college, the third training room of the central training tower of the martial arts arena, Lin Feng sat there with his knees crossed. The surging vitality of heaven and earth constantly poured into his body, making his wounds heal and recover.

Those who practice martial arts are very strong in their ability to recover. Moreover, the higher their accomplishments, the more terrifying their resilience is. When they reach a certain level, they can even recover even if their arms are cut off. It is even said that the emperor of martial arts has an immortal soul, that is, it is immortal, and it is difficult to want to die.

Although Lin Feng's injury was not light, his physique was improved when he stepped into the realm of the unity of heaven and man. His body was more perfect and his recovery ability was very strong. In a short day, the vitality of heaven and earth washed his wounds and healed. Moreover, he consumed a lot in this battle. After the wound was healed by the vitality of heaven and earth, he was also devouring heaven and earth crazily Qi, rising bit by bit.

At this time, Lin Feng was sitting there, covered by a group of bright white light, all over the body, the white light is extremely dazzling, it is the vitality of the real yuan.

Now Lin Feng has completed the transformation from Yuanqi to Zhenyuan. When Zhenyuan is all over his body, he gives up the pure yuan skill and changes to a stronger one. He can break through the realm of Lingwu and step into Xuanwu at one stroke.

Xuanwu is getting closer and closer

In the training room on the upper floor of Lin Feng, the vitality of heaven and earth is rolling, and the training room slowly opens, and a figure steps out of him. He is very poor and blue.

Standing on the void directly and supporting the body with the power of Zhenyuan, the proud eyes of the poor blue sweep the crowd.

At the moment, the martial arts arena is full of people. Today, it is the day when he invites to fight with one arm and others.

"Poor Biluo, still so confident, can he be so sure to defeat one arm!"

The crowd raised their heads and looked at the figure in the air and said to himself. Poor blue eyes were sharp, with a trace of war spirit and the pride of Ling Yun. It seemed that today, he was going to be famous and become the first disciple of Tianyi college.

"One arm, where is it?"

Poor blue and indifferent to say a, rolling sound wave actually continuously toward the surrounding spread and go, reverberating in the space, the whole day one college is shrouded in it.

The space was silent for a moment, and in the distance, a terrible sense of knife rose from the sky. On the void, there was a huge virtual sword awning, as if to cut through the sky.

Then, the crowd saw the shadow of the huge sword, and a figure appeared there. The single shadow and one armed man had sharp eyes and body like a knife.

As soon as he stepped forward, one arm stepped toward the direction of the martial arts arena. The huge unreal sword, along with his body, seemed to merge into one.

Standing in the sky, the crowd can clearly feel that terrible knife meaning, overbearing.

"It seems that this war will certainly be very exciting."

The eyes of the crowd are full of expectation. They are poor, confident and arrogant; one armed, fierce and domineering; this war is bound to be a death row.

Meet on a narrow road to see who can become the real first person in Tianyi college.

Does this glory belong to poor Biluo or one arm?

"One arm, after today, the first disciple of Tianyi college will no longer belong to you." Poor Biluo looked at the one arm who stepped on the knife and said coldly that he was still so confident.

"It doesn't belong to me. It doesn't depend on your mouth. Today, as long as you can beat me, the title of a college on this day is yours. Of course, you won't have any hope." He has always been the first disciple of Tianyi college. How can he give up this glory? It is a shame for him.

"I will not only defeat you today, but also ask Ao Xue, Dugu Shang or Lin Feng. I will fight. I will tell everyone who is the first person in Tianyi college."

"Don't be so troublesome. In the past, Dugu Shang couldn't even catch Lin Feng's move. He didn't deserve to be compared with you and me. Although Aoxue's strength is not weak, he still has nine levels of spirit and martial arts. It's Lin Feng who can really threaten us. But yesterday, I had a fight with him. He was able to catch me, and his cultivation was not bad, but it was only a knife, So, as long as you win me, you don't need to fight again. "

One armed frivolity said, extremely proud, in his view, the three people, no one can compare with him, although Lin Feng is OK, but also not his opponent.

Hearing the words of one arm, the crowd below looked at him. Yes, Lin Feng used to be able to beat him before he left Yangzhou city. Although it has been a long time, he is still not Lin Feng's opponent. Moreover, from the voice of one arm, they can see that Lin Feng is the most favored one, but even so, Lin Feng can only catch one Knife.

One knife, that's all.

As long as poor Biluo wins one arm, he wins all the people. Other people don't need to fight again. He becomes the first person in Tianyi college and enjoys the highest honor.

"It's better to avoid wasting my time." Poor Biluo sneered and said, "one arm, fight!"

"War, war, war!" With a roar of one arm, the awn of the sword twinkles. In the void, endless artistic conception of the sword emerges.A huge sword of martial spirit appeared behind one arm. The sword tilted forward and integrated with the giant in the void. The sword's momentum soared to the sky. The meaning of the sword moved in the void and rushed towards the blue and blue fall. People didn't move. The intention moved first!

"Terrible power." The crowd was trembling with one arm. He was indeed the first person in Tianyi college all the time. He was worthy of his reputation, especially after stepping into the Xuanwu realm.

"How strong is the meaning of Dao?"

Poor Biluo sneer, the spirit behind him also appears, Biluo silk rain, extremely blue.

This silk rain, slowly spread out, will be poor blue all around the body cage cover, clear sky, in the poor blue all over the body, but as if there is silk rain falling, but will not fall on the ground.

The creeping knife idea comes to the silk rain space and penetrates into it. Then it turns into a wave of rain and dissipates into invisibility.

"What kind of means is this? It seems that the poor and blue soul is really not simple."

When the crowd saw this scene, their hearts trembled. The poor blue fell and did not move. The sword idea had penetrated into the rain and became invisible.

"Just clever." With a sneer from one arm, the void is cut, and the one arm is slowly raised. All the sword ideas and swords of martial spirit are added to his one arm. At this moment, his one arm turns into a huge sword, a huge sword for fighting heaven and earth.

Stepping in the air, the space is roaring, one arm is like a knife, rushing to the poor blue, at the same time, his arm turned into a huge, slowly cut off.

"Biluosi rain!"

Poor Biluo drinks a low, the blue rain of the soul of martial arts actually goes up against the current and floats in the air, just like the spring rain, making a clattering sound.

The tyrannical giant sword was cut on the silk rain, but it was blocked by an invisible force and could only move forward slowly. The endless blue falling silk rain, as if it had a strong binding force, bound the giant sword into the silk rain.

At the same time, poor Biluo's body strides forward, and his mouth spits out a cold voice: "Biluo huangquan!"

Voice down, suddenly, a blue rain from the sky, directly appeared in the sky, one arm of the body covered.

One armed body, actually also appeared in the silk rain curtain.

Eyes a congealed, one arm of the body into a knife, whistling out, but touch that silk rain line, his body is suddenly stiff.

His body, was bound, the blue rain, as if the rain prison.

"Yellow spring silk rain, kill!"

One arm coldly spits out a word, and the word "kill" falls. The silk rain is no longer rain, but the sharp weapon of the sword, whistling and "chopping"

one arm's face changed greatly, and he was full of endless knife awn and bright knife awn. There was only endless light around him, and his hair could not be seen clearly What's born.

However, only in an instant, the figure of one arm reappears, but at this time, the one arm is half kneeling in the void, his chest is undulating, and his body is constantly dripping blood to the ground, and his whole body is covered with blood!

"How terrible!"

The heart of the crowd suddenly trembled, blue and blue, strong, one armed, not the opponent at all.

Poor and blue is the first person in Tianyi college.