God Of Martial Arts

The four powerful beings of the five realms of the Xuanwu realm surrounded Lin Feng. In the eyes of the crowd, although the 36 women could temporarily suppress she Huan of the six levels of the Xuanwu realm, Lin Feng would die.

"This time, I don't believe you are still alive." Duan Sirius stares at Lin Feng coldly, his voice is like ice, cold and incomparable.

Lin Feng swept a section of Sirius one eye, light way: "you don't die, how can I possibly die."

"You are confident. With your accomplishments, you can deal with a person of five levels in the Xuanwu realm, but now you are facing four people, and all of them are so strong. With those 36 swords, can you still regenerate the array, unless you can create another 36 women."

Duan Sirius sneered, he also had to admire Lin Feng's life, so many crises, each time, he was saved from danger, and his strength is also stronger in the Vietnam War, it seems never-ending, you weak he strong, you strong he stronger, always can frighten the crowd, hope this time, don't be overturned by Lin Feng.

In the heart of Duan Sirius, there are still some worries.

"I can't use thirty-six swords. Who can say it?"

Lin Feng sneers, and the purple soul pours out fiercely. Suddenly, there are 36 tentacles in the air, turning into 36 purple hands, holding those swords suspended in the void. At the same time, a terrible soul power blooms from Lin Feng's body. The spirit of the remnant heaven skill and thousands of remnant souls merge into the purple tentacles. At this moment, those swords are not only purple tentacles At the same time, it is also controlled by Lin Feng's soul.

Every sword is so clear, as if it is Lin Feng's hand.

This scene made the hearts of the crowd tremble suddenly, staring at Lin Feng in horror. Thirty six swords trembled together in the void, making a buzzing sound. One person controlled the thirty-six swords.

"There is no end to human power, but there are so many magical means in martial arts that you, like a frog in the well, can understand."

Lin Feng said to Duan Sirius indifferently. He made Duan Sirius look stiff. Lin Feng, he really did it. Can he really use these 36 swords easily?

Lin Feng's words seem to be in the aftertaste of the crowd. Indeed, ordinary people's strength is exhausted. However, as long as they step into the Martial Arts Road and keep moving forward, it is the road to break through the sky. How can we estimate it by manpower? There is no limit. There is nothing that can't be impossible. One person can control 36 swords, and Lin Feng can do it.

The four strong men in the five levels of Xuanwu were staring at Lin Feng coldly, and felt a little uneasy. Just now, Lin Feng had already killed one of their companions. As long as Lin Feng seized the opportunity to kill them, he would never have any scruples or mercy. Lin Feng, if he said that, would dare to kill him.

"I am the main attack. You two should cooperate with my attack from both sides. The wolf will ride you and wait for the opportunity to assist us." Among the four five strong men in the Xuanwu realm, one of them opened his mouth to the other three and asked them to nod slightly. The speaker had the soul of sword and martial arts. He should be the main attack in front of him.

Four people, at the same time to release their own martial spirit, Lin Feng positive person, sword spirit, sword breath, extremely sharp.

About two people, the sword spirit, domineering sharp, the last person, animal spirit, a black face wolf.

"Kill!"

With a low drink, the owner of the sword's martial spirit flickers. The sword is like a cold light and stabs at Lin Feng. The sword is sharp and terrible. All around the sword are bright and endless.

"What a terrible sword."

The crowd looked at the bright sword in the void. The sound of the sword roared like wind and thunder. If they faced it, the terror would be killed instantly.

There is no doubt that the attack power of sword cultivation in the five levels of Xuanwu realm is absolutely terrifying.

"Jian Ning!"

Lin Feng murmured, and all of a sudden, 36 swords roared and trembled. They gathered together, and a series of swords puffed and puffed endlessly on them, but they did not let go. The terrible sword idea was revealed from the tip of the sword, which made the heart of the person facing Lin Feng tremble slightly. This kind of sword meaning is terrible.

"Kill!"

A big drink, crazy knife flash, such as autumn wind swept leaves, the void in the middle of two huge knife Gang, cut to Lin Feng, as if to split the space.

"Go."

Lin Feng scolded, and the 36 swords whirled wildly. Then, a dazzling white awn bloomed from the sword. Only one white awn crossed the sky, leaving a trace of white sword in the space.

"Hiss, hisses"

the clear sound spreads out, and the terrible sword is so fast that it swallows up the sword of the five powerful men in the Xuanwu realm, and breaks every inch.

The face of the five fold sword in the Xuanwu realm was desperate. His body wanted to escape, but it was too late. The white light was too fast. The crowd only saw that Jianxiu's body suddenly trembled in the void, and then his body floated like a leaf in the wind. There was a trace of a sword on his chest. Just now, the light of the sword passed through his chest.

What a terrible sword

The crowd's heart trembled. Lin Feng could use his own strength to control 36 swords and set up 36 Tiangang sword array. It's so terrible. Can't Lin Feng easily wipe out the five strong men in Xuanwu and even collide with those in the sixth level?"Boom!"

Just as the crowd was still staring at the fallen corpse, two overbearing knives fell down. However, Lin Feng's body fluttered like the wind, and disappeared in an instant. The knife swept by, but the vigorous wind still blew on Lin Feng's body, causing slight pain.

The body of the two strong swords did not stop for a moment. The light of the sword turned and floated to Lin Feng. They had experienced too many battles. Even if Lin Feng killed their companions with a shocking gesture, they still couldn't stop fighting.

"Oh

A howl of wolf came out. The owner of the black faced demon wolf's spirit, like a fierce monster, rushed to Lin Feng, with fierce light all over his body and sharp claws.

"Sword scattered!" Lin Feng was scolded again. Thirty six swords were divided into three. Every twelve swords shot in one direction and hummed.

The sound of sword collision and the collision of air current were very harsh. The owner of the beast's spirit suffered the most when facing the sharp sword, and could only resist it with his claws. The twelve swords did not stop when they were stabbed, but were controlled by Lin Feng's soul power and would always carry out strangling attacks.

When the sword array is started, how can it stop without blood.

At this time, Lin Feng's body also moved, and galloped toward the owner of the demon wolf's spirit. In his body, a terrible will to kill appeared. The black sword of killing Zhenyuan appeared in his hand. At this time, Lin Feng was like a god of death.

"It's over, another strong man of five levels in Xuanwu will fall."

An idea suddenly arose in the crowd's heart, and then they saw Lin Feng's sword cut off in the air, tearing out a black sword mark.

"Oh

The five strong men in the Xuanwu realm roared, and the whole face turned into a ferocious black faced wolf. The sharp claws of the wolf resisted Lin Feng's black sword, and the roaring noise was incessant.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng spits out a sound in his mouth. Twelve swords pass through each other's chest under the command of the soul, and the blood flies out with the sword.

At the same time, Lin Feng's sword is irresistible. It cuts out the opponent's body and tears the other party's body directly. The other party doesn't even have time to scream.

"Dead!"

The hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely. It was easy for Lin Feng to kill the five strong men in Xuanwu.

Eyes turned, there are still two people left.

Lin Feng's mind moved, and the twelve swords roared away. At the same time, his steps were also in the void, stepping towards the two men.

"Sword curtain!"

A low drink, 36 swords changed again, turned into a rain curtain of swords, trapped the two people in it, endless sword meaning crazy hanging.

"It's over. All the four powerful beings in Xuanwu are going to die in Lin Feng's hands."

Seeing the two men struggling to resist in the curtain of swords, and Lin Feng covetously on the side, many people cried out in their hearts. For the people in the snow moon holy yard, although they were shocked by Lin Feng's strength, no one hoped that Lin Feng could win.

Lin Feng is here to kill them and destroy them!