God Of Martial Arts

"When you step into it, you can kill as much as you can. Only death can stimulate the full potential of martial arts cultivation and make you stronger and stronger. Only the last person alive is qualified to be the glory of snow moon. If you want to participate in the snow field contest and walk out of the snow moon, you must first obtain the recognition and glory of snow moon."

This is the last sound heard by the crowd in the dark fog. The old man's hands are still dancing with strange knots. After a while, the rolling black fog has gradually subsided. In the gray fog, the crowd can see scenes, presented in front of them.

"Is this?"

The eyes of the crowd trembled. At the moment, they saw that the black fog seemed to turn into a gray glass. Through it, we could clearly see the crowd wrapped in the black fog.

But what shocked the crowd was that although the people there were very close and very close, they looked around as if they were looking for something.

Can't the people inside see each other?

"What's going on?" People's eyes are all congealed and curious. The crowd shrouded in fog seems to have suddenly lost their direction. It is clear that they are only two or three meters away from each other, but they turn a blind eye to each other and grope to move, and they move very slowly.

Looking up, the crowd looked at the old man who was still printing, his eyes flickering.

It's a fairyland. It's true that the people in it, the old man, are exerting. It must be a fairyland, controlling the crowd in it.

"The shackles of darkness!" Murmuring, the crowd once again understood the true meaning of the dark bondage, making all people blind, as if groping in the dark, bound in the illusion.

What the old man has done is indeed an illusion.

At the moment when the crowd was engulfed by the black fog, they thought of the last word of the old man in their ears. When they entered the room, they slaughtered as if they had come to another space, a completely strange space.

Even Lin Feng and Meng Qing are separated and can't see each other. They are standing together at the beginning, but they can't feel each other's existence at the moment.

"Here's the Wonderland!" Lin Feng raised his head and looked at everything in front of him. The night, the full moon, and the endless crowd were all gone. Only the palace, the snow-white palace, was so empty that Lin Feng was the only one. Moreover, the palace seemed to have many turnouts.

Anyone who sees such a huge change in the scene will understand that this is an illusion. However, the old man who arranges the illusion is obviously confident. Even if you know what you can do, you still can't break the illusion. You must be honest in it.

"It seems that there will be a killing here." Lin Feng in the heart of a voice, step out, he did not stay in place to find a way to break through the fantasy, but ready to go to find the dream, first and dream of confluence, and then think about other.

The people in this dreamland are no more than many people outside. They are all talented people. There is no one who is lazy and weak. Lin Feng can't rest assured of his dream love, although his strength is very strong.

"What a real fantasy." Lin Feng is walking in the palace, trampling on the quiet bluestone slab, but there are several echoes. It is extremely quiet and open, not like a fantasy, but as if it is the real world.

Come to the first gap, suddenly, a breath of terror came, let Lin Feng all over a tight, and then a ray of broken wind toward him to kill.

A cold smile flashed through the corner of his mouth, and a terrible breath bloomed on Lin Feng's body. The sword spirit was rampant, which made the whole palace tremble slightly.

The attacker's face changed greatly. In this illusion, their sense of induction seemed to be greatly limited and could not be diffused. Only by intuition and voice could he judge whether there was anyone. He was ambushed here only when he heard the footsteps of Lin Feng. Therefore, he did not know that it was Lin Feng at all.

"Wait a minute."

The man had a drink, but his fist was still going forward. He said, "wait a minute, but his hand didn't stop.".

Wait, is it possible to wait? Who dares to wait at this moment when one's breath can determine one's life and death? He saw that Lin Feng didn't want to fight, but he had already made a move, so he had no choice.

"Kill!"

When Lin Feng's hand collided with his fist, a sad cry came out. The man started with his fist, and his arm was cut inch by inch until a sword Spirit fell into his throat.

The first one in Xuanwu, die!

"What a terrible strength!"

Under the full moon, countless people look up, looking at the clear picture, heart trembling.

They could not feel the breath of Lin Feng and the man, but they could see their confrontation. Even when Lin Feng started to fight, the glass like black fog floated up, which seemed to be unstable.

Lin Feng killed a strong man in the Xuanwu area as soon as he made a move, and Lin Feng seemed to be the one who was attacked secretly.

A figure fell out of the black fog, which made the eyes of the crowd tremble again. The figure that fell out was the corpse, the person killed by Lin Feng just now.After his death, he immediately left the fantasy, but in the fantasy, he was really killed.

This fantasy is terrible.

In the dreamland, Lin Feng kills the other party. Seeing that the figure of the other party has disappeared, he can't help being stunned.

"Out of fantasy?" There is a difference in the eyes, which means that the other side is withdrawing or dying?

Frown, a moment later, Lin Feng is sure that the other side is dead, just that bloody gas, is so real, and just now they were covered by the illusion, the old man also said, kill heartily, in this illusion, the scene is false, but the killing is real.

"Boring games."

Lin Feng's heart is indifferent. This is the game of those in power. If you take their lives as a joke, you have to choose the best talents. You can have a huge battle. But the other party has created such a fantasy. They are bound and trapped in it. They kill each other. They kill each other to see who can live to the end.

Even though these people are gifted with extraordinary talent, what's the matter? In the eyes of the people in the sedan chair, their lives are worthless. What he wants is only a few useful people selected in the end. The others are worthless and die when they die.

"Ah" a scream from the right direction of Lin Feng, let Lin Feng eyes slightly coagulate, pull back his thoughts.

"The man who attacked me just now was in the palace on the left, and the cry came from the palace on the right."

Lin Feng thought in his heart that the palace he was in was like a room with people around.

"And the front!" Lin Feng's eyes suddenly congealed. In front of him, there was a door. On the left and right sides, there was also a door. I'm afraid there were people inside this door.

"Jiugongge!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed a sharp edge and raised his head. He looked up at the top of the palace. In a moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The door, there, is still a door.

These people who step into the dark fog should be right behind this door.

"The game of death, this illusion, is clearly a game of death."

Lin Feng's heart is getting colder and colder. Since he has discovered this, other people will soon find that others are around, behind the door. I'm afraid that now, someone will be thinking about the palace where he is.

"Well?" At this time, Lin Feng's eyebrows wrinkled and his body turned around. Not far in front of him, the ground suddenly protruded upward, and a pair of thief's eyes appeared there.

"Sure enough, there are people down there." Lin Feng Road has a clear look.

The thief's eye was stunned when he saw Lin Feng. Then he slowly drew back and pretended that he didn't know anything. This scene made Lin Feng's mouth show a trace of banter.

"Wait!" Low voice called a sentence, the other side down retracted the body stiff there, can't continue to install, only saw Lin Feng trembling smile.

"I didn't know your excellency was here!"

"It doesn't matter. Come up first."

Lin Feng said with a smile that the other side's body was stiff there, not on top of it, and dare not, very hesitant.

"Hiss, hisses"

a light sound came out, and the other party's trembling smile was stiff there. His pupils turned white and his eyes were full of fear.

A wisp of blood shot out of his head like a fountain, which was extremely terrifying.

Lin Feng, his eyes are also rigid there, the other side of the bottom, there are people.

"How cruel Lin Feng's eyes were cold, and his steps were toward the other side, with a strong sense of killing on his body.