God Of Martial Arts

When the elder of the beast gate saw the artistic conception of Lin Feng's double swords, his face was also heavy. But at the moment, his momentum had reached the peak and he could not retreat at all.

"Hum"

the fierce and terrifying wind roared up in the sky. The elder of the beast gate was indomitable, as if no one could stop him.

"Chop!"

Lin Feng's words fall and the morning sun rises. Xiaguang is printed on the sword of Zhenyuan on his right hand. It is full of vigor and vitality. The sword seems slow, but you will find that no matter how you dodge, the light of the sun is still so gorgeous.

"Boom!"

An incomparably surging momentum blooms in the void. The heaven and earth seem to be rolling. The incomparable momentum spreads towards the four sides, forming a strong air flow in the space.

The roar of a demon cow came out, and the bright sunrise rays were slowly scattered. In the eyes of the crowd, there was an extremely huge ghost of the demon cow, which rose up from the sky, as if with an infinite sense of power.

"The triple elder of Xuanwu is really powerful."

The crowd secretly praised the power of this ghost cow shadow. Even though they were far away from each other, they could still feel the overwhelming force contained in it.

Then, before they saw the curtain fall, they felt a dazzling light, as if there were thousands of rays blooming there.

Lin Feng's left-hand sword, bright sword, blooming, releasing the power of destruction.

The terrible air current of "hiss and hisses" is directly cut by the sword Qi. With endless rays, the sword of bright light pours down. Everything in front of the sword is torn and torn.

The shadow of the demon cow was also torn apart and blocked by the sword of the rising sun. The momentum of the demon cow has been removed a little. Now the light is falling, and the shadow of the demon cow can't afford it.

"Bison collision!" The shadow of the demon cow was torn, and the elder of the beast gate gave out a roar of wild animals. His face was ferocious. The mighty power of Zhenyuan bloomed from his body. There were also shadows of demon cattle, which rose from the sky as if there was no end.

"Hum!" Lin Feng uttered a cold hum in his mouth. His eyes were merciless and cold. On his right hand, Zhenyuan's sword solidified again. Seeing this sword, the crowd had a sense of the vicissitudes of life, as if all the prosperity in the world would come to an end.

"It's another Kendo mood!"

The eyes of the crowd all showed a strong shock color. Lin Feng was too terrible. He used three kinds of Kendo artistic conception before and after one person. Even if two Kendo masters cooperated with each other, he would not be so perfect.

All this happened in a very short time.

When the sword of the bright light and the endless ghost of the demon cattle were disillusioned, the setting sun poured down, reflecting on the figure of the elder of the beast gate.

At the moment, the elder of the beast gate has an illusion that he is old. In this era, he should not belong to him, but to Lin Feng's generation. This illusion is decadent.

The artistic conception of the sword makes him feel decadent and affects his heart.

"Back."

The sound of a big drink came out, which made the elder of the beast gate tremble fiercely, and his eyes regained consciousness. Then his face changed greatly. Lin Feng's sword had already arrived in front of him.

"Boom!" The elder of the beast gate was very frightened. He mobilized all Zhenyuan to fight against the sword. However, when the curtain fell, the power of Zhenyuan collapsed wildly.

"Back!"

The elder of the beast gate went down crazily, and a strong sense of crisis came from him, which made him feel a little cold all over.

It's very dangerous, only close to; if no one reminds me, Lin Feng's sword will have fallen on him.

"Still want to go?" Lin Feng's eyes are cold, his body is like the wind, falling down, and the sword of setting sun breathes in the sunset glow.

Fast, Lin Feng's speed is faster than the elder of the beast gate. The elder of the beast gate can't avoid this sword.

"Elder." The other two strong figures soar into the sky and attack Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng's eyes flash with a strange color. The spirit of purple snake roars and rushes towards them to resist their bodies.

"Broken!" The owner of the demon tiger's spirit is fierce and domineering, and directly breaks through the entanglement of the purple snake.

Lin Feng didn't care. His pupils were still merciless. His dark eyes were solemn. A cold light flashed by. Suddenly, Lin Feng's body disappeared in place and disappeared into a mirage.

"Kill!"

The sound of a low drink was heard, which attracted the eyes of the crowd. In front of the elder of the beast gate, a cross light suddenly bloomed and was dazzling. The light fell. The elder of the beast gate trembled all over, and a burst of tearing pain invaded his body.

"Die!" Lin Feng roared again, and his figure like wind came directly to the elder of the beast gate, and his hand imprinted on the other side's chest. In an instant, endless red blood splashed, shocking.

The elder of the beast gate was stiff and looked down at his chest. There, a cross gap was opened. At this time, he was rifled by Lin Feng. Endless fear appeared in his eyes. Is he going to die? He suddenly regretted that death had come so suddenly."Elder."

A roar came, and the powerful man saw that the elder was ripped open. His eyes were full of shock and anger. His body rushed to Lin Feng. His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty gas.

Lin Feng's eyes did not have any waves, quietly felt the attack from the mad tyranny, until the breath of terror was about to come upon him, his body suddenly moved.

Lin Feng's figure is like the wind. His sword moves with the wind. People and swords are in one. The sword moves with the shadow and is silent.

"Hiss!"

A light sound, a subtle wind, and a wisp of blood.

The body of the owner of the spirit of the demon tiger was frozen there, not far from the body of the elder of the beast gate. In his throat, a wisp of strange red was pouring out continuously.

The eyes of the crowd were frozen there. They were dead. It was only a moment. Two powerful men in the three levels of the Xuanwu realm, one was rifled, the other one, his throat was cut by a sword, and his blood donation was shot.

When they saw their bodies falling to the ground, they made a light sound, and the hearts of the crowd also trembled. Two strong men in the three levels of Xuanwu were killed so easily that they did not even touch Lin Feng's body.

The rest of the snake was a strong warrior. His face was terrified. He watched the bodies of his two companions fall. His heart was convulsing violently. He was dead, all dead.

In addition, two powerful men in the Xuanwu area who fought with poor Qi were also killed by the fierce beast Qianqi.

Both Lin Feng and his demon animal partner, poor Qi, can challenge him by leaps and bounds.

"Run away!"

There is an idea in my mind that can't be stopped any more. Now, the strong man who comes to the gate of beasts is only him and another person from the Xuanwu realm. Everything is irretrievable. If we fight again, we will just die.

In the distance, the fierce eye of Feng Sen's body turned towards the maple forest, but the real intention of the snake was not to move away.

Escape, this is the only way to live.

But can he escape?

At that time, the bodies of Huo Lao and Chi Lao did not move. They were ready to move at any time. When they saw the man running away, a sneer flashed in their eyes.

Then at the moment when they want to move, a gust of wind blows, and Lin Feng's body turns into a mirage, moving with the wind, which makes their eyes coagulate, and then stops the body ready to move, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. It seems that they don't need their hands at all.

"No!"

A roar full of fear came out. The man felt the wind behind him, and his eyes were filled with endless fear.

However, since he came here, the end has been doomed. The sword of the wind is cut off, and his escaping body is stiff there. There is blood donation overflowing in the center of his eyebrows.

"Hiss!" A slight sound came out, and then the hearts of the crowd suddenly trembled. The body of the escaped triple strong man in the Xuanwu state was directly torn apart by a sword behind his back. It was bloody and dazzling.