God Of Martial Arts

Step a step, Lin Feng's figure disappeared in front of the crowd, directly into the magic array.

Lin Feng's figure was shrouded in the fog. Lin Feng and Mu Qing disappeared in the crowd's sight, which made many people feel annoyed and didn't know what would happen in the magic array.

In the magic array, Mu Qing's body kept moving and flashing, frowning, trying to find the exit.

But at this time, a slight footstep suddenly reminds him, which makes his eyes stiff.

The body slowly turned around, Mu Qing could see a figure standing behind him, younger than him, with a trace of cold evil spirit between his eyebrows.

"Lin Feng?"

Mu Qing eyebrows a pick, cold asked.

Lin Feng did not answer, just looked at him coldly and said, "you look for me?"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Mu Qing showed a smile and said, "let's go out of the dreamland first. I heard that you are powerful and humiliate the seven envoys of Tianfeng country. I want to compete with you."

"There's no need to go out of the fairyland. It's OK here." Lin Feng light said a, let Mu Qing face a sink, way: "in this, if you use this fantasy, I don't want to suffer."

"You look up to yourself too much. You don't need to use fantasy to deal with you!" Lin Feng said indifferently. His voice fell down, his steps stepped out, and his figure was like the wind. In an instant, he came to Mu Qing's face, and he directly killed him with one blow.

"Hum!"

When Mu Qing saw Lin Feng do it directly, he snorted coldly. Lin Feng was so bold that he dared to collide with him directly with his fist. He didn't even mobilize the power of Zhenyuan. Isn't this the case.

How can the power possessed by the triple person of Xuanwu state be compared with that of the five levels of Xuanwu realm.

The fists of the two men were soon bombarded together with a muffled sound.

The moment of collision, Mu Qing's eyes will be rigid there, Lin Feng's hands, a force of terror hit, let his body burst back.

How strong, Lin Feng's strength, so terrible, meat fist, harder than steel.

No pursuit, Lin Feng just cold stare at Mu Qing, eyes cold.

Mu Qing also stares at Lin Feng, and feels paralyzed from his fist. A stream of real yuan power flows in his fist, which makes him feel more comfortable.

It seems that he was careless, Lin Feng can not be underestimated.

"Another waste."

Lin Feng indifferently said a, and then step out, let Mu Qing's face stiff in there, waste? And Lin Feng also uses another word. In Lin Feng's eyes, the seven envoys of Tianfeng, the genius of Tianfeng country, are all rubbish!

In the palm of Mu Qing's hand, the light of a group of demon fields loomed. Raising his fist, Mu Qing did not retreat, but rushed out again toward Lin Feng.

The sound of the Dragon singing like a roar came out. In Mu Qing's fist, a demon like figure appeared, and with a strong momentum, he rushed toward Lin Feng.

The power of demons is infinite; the skill of Vientiane gathers the power of all things.

"Boom!" Crazy tyrant's illusory fog kept shaking, Lin Feng and Mu Qing's fists collided for the second time. This time, no one retreated, and his body was frozen there.

"It's just like this. I only used the power of the thousand elephants. If the power of all the elephants comes together, one punch will surely kill you." Mu Qing stares at Lin Feng's eyes and smiles coldly: "those people look for you to go to the Xiangjiang River for a chat. It seems that they don't need it. I can kill you here."

"Go away."

As soon as Mu Qing's words fell, a terrible black yuan force flowed in Lin Feng's hand, and the terrifying force came out. Through Mu Qing's fist, he pressed Mu Qing's body, making his body tremble and forced to retreat again.

This scene made Mu Qing's face stiff. Just now he was very proud, but the next moment Lin Feng shook him back, twice in a row, which made him feel very shameless.

"You want to die."

Mu Qing roared with anger, and a distant elephant roar came out of his body, as if the shadow of all things appeared on his body, galloping out.

"The skill of all things, Qi is like all things. It's galloping, trampling on everything and destroying it!"

Mu Qing cold drink, with the power of all things, his body into a strong wind, the whole person like a demon like, the wind out, the terror incomparable rush to Lin Feng.

Vientiane, like ten thousand demons galloping, its power is fierce and powerful, can be imagined.

At the same time, it seems that the space will be distorted.

"Five levels of cultivation of Xuanwu realm, the power of all things." Lin Feng murmured in his heart, and his whole body was covered with a layer of strange luster. The black luster kept flowing in his body, and his fist had a layer of black streamer.

"Just try it. How powerful is the magic skill of jiuzhuan Buddha?"

Lin Feng is not a bit timid, a step, the body out, a punch, toward the front of the blast out.

When this fist blows out, the space seems to be distorted. The light of this fist covers everything. It is the fist of Buddha and devil.

"Three Thousand Buddhas magic power!"

"Boom, roar"

the roar of the Vientiane and the roar of the Buddhas and demons. The force of the Vientiane collides with the magic power of the 3000 Buddhas, and the space twists. It seems that there is a vortex between Mu Qing and Lin Feng, which is a terrible whirlpool of wind."How can it be, how can this be possible?"

Mu Qing's face is stiff there. The Vientiane skill is his family's Wanxiang Zong's Zhenzong skill, which has infinite power. The power of Vientiane is pure power. Anyone who is hit by the force of Vientiane will surely die.

However, Lin Feng, a triple person in the Xuanwu realm, can still accept and understand if he uses the sword and supernatural means to raise his attack power to the level of four or even five levels in the Xuanwu realm. However, Lin Feng is only relying on one punch, an extremely terrifying one, as if to suppress his omnipotent power.

"Go away!" Lin Feng steps forward a small step, the dark magic light flows again galloping, the terrible power trembles in Mu Qing's arm, sends out a click clear sound, Mu Qing's body, again burst back.

Defeated, the power of all things is not equal to the magic power of the other three thousand Buddhas.

However, all this is far from over. As he retreats behind him, he feels a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Lin Feng's figure is following him. A wave of killing spirit envelops his body and makes him stiff all over.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng drinks a low, is a blow to kill and come out again.

"Vientiane Prajna." Mu Qing calm face, two palms together, in a hurry to resist, Lin Feng's terrible physical strength all on Mu Qing, let Mu Qing mouth overflow a trace of blood.

It's terrible. Lin Feng's power is too terrible. Moreover, it seems that he doesn't need to gather the power of Zhenyuan and use the force of all things. If you raise your hand at will, it will be a terrible power, pure physical strength.

"Boom

"Boom

"Boom"

a series of shocking and terrible voices were constantly coming out from the fog, which made the people outside yunhaizong stare at the fog array. What happened inside? Is it Lin Feng attacking Mu Qing or Mu Qing constantly bombarding Lin Feng?

"Ah"

a sharp whistling sound came out, with an infinite sense of suffocation and pain. This voice is the voice of Mu Qing.

"Lin Feng, it's terrible. As expected, Mu Qing is still not as good as Lin Feng. He came to kill yunhaizong. It seems that he will die this time."

The crowd said secretly in their hearts, and at this time in the array, Mu Qing's face was covered with blood, his nostrils, mouth corners and eardrums, and his seven orifices were bleeding. Lin Feng's punches and punches kept shaking him, which made his injury more and more serious and almost crazy.

Look at this time of Lin Feng, like a ghost God, staring at Mu Qing, ready to blast out again.

"I'm not fighting."

Mu Qing roared, waved to Lin Feng, let Lin Feng's feet stagnate, do not fight?

"I feel inferior to myself. This time I come here, someone is looking for you. The people of Tianfeng Kingdom invite you to visit the Xiangjiang River where you were famous for snow moon last time. Dare you go?"

Mu Qing hands to Lin Feng, indicating a truce.

Lin Feng's face showed a trace of banter: "I will go, but before you go, you must die first."

"It's just me." Mu Qing's face was stiff, only the color of fear.

"You pass the message? It is said that you have killed the people of Yunhai sect. Do you still want to kill me in Yunhai clan? Did you just say you could kill me now

Lin Feng feels a little funny, this Mu Qing, is really too ridiculous, found that the enemy, just show weakness, say he is a messenger?

"What do you want?" Mu Qing looks stiff and ugly, staring at Lin Feng.

"It will kill you." Lin Feng vomited out a figure like the wind. The magic power of the Three Thousand Buddhas was mobilized. All of them blew on Mu Qing, which made Mu Qing's body tremble. The whole person was stiff there. The blood from the seven orifices became more and more severe. Then a cold light flashed, and the power of Zhenyuan came out like a sword.

Mu Qing's head flew up, dead!