God Of Martial Arts

Yangzhou City, Tianfu street, at this time, many martial arts gathered in a large courtyard, noisy.

"Six people, plus Qiu LAN, only the last one to make up eight people, hateful, these guys are so abnormal, we must win the eighth place." Among the crowd, a young man's eyes fixed on the front, whispered.

"Are you dreaming? The eighth quota has been confirmed. Fengqian's cultivation of Qi and martial arts is much better than that of many family members. Just now he didn't fight for it, but he just disdained it. In his opinion, the last quota must be his. Are you more powerful than Fengqian?"

Next to a person not polite to hit him way.

"Hateful." The man's face changed suddenly when he heard the word "Fengqian". It seems that he has no share in the Yangzhou City meeting held by the city Lord.

It turns out that Yangzhou city will hold another martial arts meeting in Yangzhou city. But this time, except for the four families, the disciples of other small families, even the outstanding young martial arts practitioners without families, can also participate. However, they only have eight places in total.

Similarly, there are eight places for each of the four families, namely, the Nalan family, the Gu family, the Lin family, and the Wen family. The 40 places selected represent the best young people in Yangzhou city. They are a kind of glory and attract the attention of the public. Who doesn't want to be the focus.

Unfortunately, thirty-two places have been determined by the four families, such as the city Lord's house. The rest of Yangzhou city can only compete for one of the eight places given to Qiu LAN by the city Lord's residence. As for Qiu LAN, let them speak according to their strength. At this time, seven people have been selected, and only the last one can be won. However, the last quota is basically confirmed Set, seal and dry.

Feng Qian, dressed in blue, is tall and thin, and his eyes are wild.

At this time, he saw his hands around the chest, walked to the front of the crowd, indifferently said: "this last quota, is mine."

Seeing Feng Qian's arrogant attitude, the crowd resented Feng Qian and wanted to compete with Feng Qian. However, when they thought about the strength of each other, they could only sigh in their hearts. It seemed that they could only be a spectator.

Feng Qian looked at hundreds of people in front of him with disdain in his eyes.

"A group of trash, even the courage to fight, since you dare not fight, I went in." Feng Qian sneered, and then prepared to go to the front hall. In the hall, there are seven people sitting there. It's Qiu LAN and the six people selected.

"This guy is as arrogant as the rumor has it. It is said that he is extremely vicious. If anyone dares to challenge him, if he is defeated in the war, the consequences will be disastrous and he will become a useless man." The crowd thought that although they were extremely resentful of Fengqian's words, no one dared to speak. The ruthlessness of Fengqian's means was famous in Yangzhou city. In addition, few people could control him in the Lingwu state, which made him arrogant.

The angry crowd could only watch Feng Qian walk towards the hall step by step.

"Wait a minute." A small voice suddenly rang out, and it was very clear in the quiet courtyard. A little surprise flashed in the eyes of the crowd, and then they saw a young man walk out of the crowd.

The young man is dressed in white clothes. Although he is not luxurious, he is clean and tidy. He carries a long sword. His body is well proportioned. What makes people wonder is that his eyes are clear and clean, but they give people a deep and vast feeling. The vivid and clear eyes also have a color different from his age.

Seeing this man, many young people who claim to be excellent have a sense of shame.

The young man who appeared was Lin Feng who had been washed and changed. After a little inquiry, he knew what was going on here. He came straight here. It seemed that he had come just in time.

Feng Qian looked at Lin Feng, his hands still around his chest, eyes up and down, as if in a sneer, as if ridicule.

"You, let me wait?"

"Yes." Lin Feng doesn't seem to understand Feng Qian's eyes and nods lightly.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised, Feng Qian looked at the young man who was one or two years younger than himself with pitiful eyes, and said with a smile, "do you know the consequences of letting me wait?"

Lin Feng wryly smiles and shakes his head. In the world of martial arts, do people who boast of outstanding talent like to pretend?

Raising his step, Lin Feng walked toward Fengqian. This scene made the crowd look dull. Was this guy crazy? He was only about 16 years old. Even the children of those big families had to practice Qi Wu state seven times eight times. How could he compete with Feng Qian.

At this age, if you want to compete with Fengqian, you can only do it with the best talents of the four families in Yangzhou City, and they obviously don't think Lin Feng is.

"It seems that you also want to enter the hall. I really don't know if I should admire your courage or say you are stupid. Since you want to fight, I will abolish your cultivation." Feng Qian saw that Lin Feng had provoked his majesty, and he stood high and looked down upon him.

"Keng!"

A light chant, the cold light flashed by, and then only heard a dull hum, the sealed body then glided on the ground, directly to a hundred meters away.

A blood arrow spat out from Fengqian's mouth. He coughed violently. He knelt down on one knee. There was still blood spitting out of his mouth and dropping to the ground.The sword light flickers again, and the cold light disappears. The sword belongs to Lin Feng's scabbard.

The pupil of the crowd opens, the heart trembles, Lin Feng, a sword will seal dry shake fly?

"So powerful." People's hearts trembled. He was only about sixteen. Fengqian, who was in the nine levels of Qi and martial arts, could not even catch him. Moreover, Lin Feng was merciful and only slapped with his sword. Otherwise, Feng Qian would be killed if he danced with a sword.

"You talk too much nonsense." Lin Feng didn't even look at Feng Qian. He turned his back to him and said indifferently. Then he raised his feet again and walked toward the hall.

Perhaps in his eyes, Fengqian is not even qualified to see Fengqian.

Looking at Lin Feng's back, Feng Qian's mind instantly turns countless thoughts.

You're rubbish, too much! This is what Lin Feng gave him.

The way of martial arts is to go against the heaven, increase longevity, earth shaking, and even seize the nature of heaven and earth. What perseverance and tenacity is needed. However, he is no better than nine levels of martial arts and a frog at the bottom of a well, but he is arrogant and arrogant. This sword is not unjust.

Struggling to stand up, Feng Qian deeply bows to Lin Feng's back, not in awe of Lin Feng, but in gratitude to Lin Feng for untiing the shackles of martial arts.

This scene made countless people puzzled, but some people's eyes flickered, as if thinking of something.

However, Lin Feng didn't see this scene. As in the hall, all the eyes of the seven people in the hall suddenly fell on him, especially Qiu LAN, who was sitting in the first place. She met Lin Feng in the listening restaurant and naturally knew his identity. Moreover, Qiu LAN knew something about Lin Feng's experience in the Lin family.

"I need a place to participate in this meeting." Lin Feng's eyes fell on Qiu Lan's body, his voice was calm, but he was firm. He had to take part in this battle.

"Bold." Sitting under the body of autumn LAN, a person's palm slapped on the table in front of him, and the wooden table suddenly burst.

"What are you? Dare to talk to Qiu LAN like this." His name is Wu Xiao. He has always had some illusions about the beautiful and gifted Qiu LAN, and his strength is also very strong. The nine peaks of Qi and martial arts are not comparable to those of Fengqian.

In his opinion, Lin Feng beats Feng Qian with one move. He can do it even if Feng Qian doesn't pay attention to it. At this time, he will give Lin Feng a strong hand, show his strength and dignity, and let Qiu LAN pay more attention to himself.

Lin Feng takes a look at Wu Xiao and walks towards him. This makes Wu Xiao stand up, his momentum blooming and ready for battle.

The dazzling white sword light flashed again and hurt people's eyes. Wu Xiao didn't even respond. He screamed and covered his wrist.

Fast, after entering the Lingwu realm, Lin Feng's random sword has been much faster than before, and more accurate.

Holding out his hand, Lin Feng clasped Wu Xiao's neck, then lifted him up and went towards the hall.

"What's the use of asking him to participate in the meeting?"

The voice falls, Lin Feng kicks out, Wu Xiao body flies upside down, and then falls heavily in front of the crowd in the square.