God Of Martial Arts

The light of destruction reflected on Lin Feng's and FengChen's faces, which made their faces extremely monstrous, with a group of brilliance constantly shining.

And through the light of destruction in the middle, two people go up and down, four eyes are opposite, full of determination to destroy each other. If you don't die, you will die, and no one can shrink back.

"Lin Feng, today will be your death."

FengChen's mouth spits out a cold voice, full of strong self-confidence, this time, must kill Lin Feng.

"Death date?" Lin Feng's mouth lifted up a smile, cold spit out a voice: "you are too confident."

"Self confidence, but also have strength, your real yuan exhausted, all into the Black Lotus, I see what you take to resist me."

The sound of wind dust mixed with the sound of hissing and tearing. The terrible beam of light was still there. At this time, the left hand of the wind dust slowly lifted up, and a dark thunder fire flickered ceaselessly, which was extremely terrible.

"Wind and dust, he still leaves room, and Lin Feng has gone all out."

The crowd's eyes trembled, it seems that this time, Lin Feng is really bad.

The head of the maple forest is the same as the sarcasm of the wind dragon.

"Hum!" With a sneer from the wind dust, the black wings of the monster suddenly opened and flapped slowly in the void. His wings were enough to resist the spirit of Lin Feng.

"The spirit of the Lich."

Lin Feng in the heart of a dark voice, that group of pale ghost face as if to float out, the strange wave toward the dust, let the wind dust spirit tremble.

"Soul attack!"

FengChen's eyes slightly solidified, and then coldly said: "the fluctuation of this soul power is not enough to affect me, you give up."

After all, FengChen's body trembled suddenly, and the terrible thunder and fire wave penetrated into the Black Lotus again. Both the thunder fire light ball and the nether world black lotus were constantly being eroded. In the view of the wind and dust, as long as Lin Feng and heilian were annihilated, what would Lin Feng do to fight him? There is no doubt that he will die.

"Is it?" Lin Feng said indifferently. On his body, tens of thousands of remnant souls were frantically thrown out, all of which were printed into the spirit of the Lich. A terrible wave of soul leaped out from the spirit of the Lich. This invisible wave of soul fell on the wind and dust without any hindrance. It made the wind dust tremble violently, and even the weird handwriting in the eyebrow fluctuated slightly and weakened a little.

FengChen's soul is attacked, and his spirit fluctuates violently, and he can't concentrate. The whole person's head is in a trance, even the destructive thunder and fire in his hands are affected.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng opened his mouth, and a terrible voice came out of his mouth. With the sound, a mouthful of Zhenyuan power spewed out of his mouth. Killing Zhenyuan was like a sharp sword.

"Well?"

The crowd saw this scene, pupil is a burst of contraction, fighting, seems to have a turnaround, Lin Feng began to fight back against the dust.

In the confusion, I felt this terrible sword of Zhenyuan. Once the wind and dust gnawed his teeth, he directly killed the thunder and fire gathered in his hands without any hesitation. With a roaring sound coming out, the mouth of Zhenyuan was instantly annihilated, but Lin Feng's mouth aroused a smile of irony.

When the wind and dust is hazy, it's really willing to fight against a casual bite of Zhenyuan with powerful thunder and fire.

"Die."

Lin Feng roared, his long hair flying, standing upside down in the void, and his whole body was filled with an extremely terrible murderous spirit, killing everything and destroying everything.

But his body goes against the wind and destroys the nether world, and the Black Lotus oppresses him. At the same time, the sound of angry roar comes out, and the soul of the black dragon flies towards the wind and dust.

The wind and dust suddenly bit his lips, and the strong pain sobered him up a bit. The terrible thunder and fire beams flickered in his body, and all of them wanted to attack, and rushed toward the seven black dragons.

"Boom!"

When the storm broke, Lin Feng's body was suddenly oppressed, and the destructive force was rampant. All the thunder and fire balls and the destroyed Black Lotus disappeared. However, Lin Feng's body did not stay for a moment, and continued to press down. Above his fists, a layer of terrible special force was constantly flowing, and the magic power of 3000 Buddhas.

"Boom, boom"

the sound of explosion came one after another. Seven black dragons were biting thunder and fire, and they were crazy. Lin Feng had no time to take care of the oppression of Canglong. Lin Feng's fists hit his chest at the same time. The two terrible forces made him tremble, as if his heart was about to jump out, and the sound of bone fracture kept coming out.

The terrible power, just like the power of Lin Feng's blow to kill the second one, hit him.

A mouthful of blood from the dust of the mouth spit out, eyes dead staring at Lin Feng, his wings flashing, body reverse rotation downward retreat.

"Run away? Where to escape? "

Lin Feng drank coldly, and the angry howl came out again. The seven black dragons were almost absorbed on his body and wrapped his body directly, so that his body and Lin Feng were connected together."Kill!"

Lin Feng roared again. With the help of elasticity, Lin Feng's body came in an instant, and two terrible physical fists came. The click sound came out again, and the dusty body retreated again.

"Boom, boom, boom"

a series of terrible noises kept coming out, and the wind dust body was tightly wrapped. No matter how his wings flashed, he couldn't get rid of it. Every punch of Lin Feng hit him, breaking his whole skeleton. Although he was strong, he couldn't resist such rampant destruction.

"Ah"

a howl of pain came out, and a terrible black light rushed out of the wind and dust, and the blood of the body seemed to burn up, and the whole person became even more monstrous.

"Go away."

The powerful power cuts on the tentacle that twinkles on his body, cuts it off, the wind and dust wings flash, crazy retreat.

"Soul flag."

Lin Feng roared, the soul flag fluttered to his hand, at the same time, his feet also stepped out, that was cut off the tentacle again, bound the dust.

At this time, the wind and dust atmosphere fluctuated violently. He was half dead. His whole body was soaked in blood, as if he was crazy. The boiling power rushed out in disorder, and constantly cut off and bound his fusion martial spirit tentacles.

A ray of sunlight shining on his body made him feel particularly hot. When he looked up, the wind and dust saw Lin Feng standing above him, holding the soul flag in his hand, like the spirit God of fire.

"You cherish the glory of our ancestors, but it is destined not to belong to you. The former Tianfeng demon Zun can swallow the Tianfeng demon Zun alive, but you can't even play the power of blood. What qualifications do you have to remember? Since you can't use this blood, leave it to me."

Lin Feng said slowly, his body moved up, with the sun's soul flag dancing, directly wrapped in the wind dust body.

Wind dust, instantly printed on the soul banner, a terrible flame burning up, refining his body.

"Ah"

the wind and dust howled wildly, and the body wanted to rush out of the soul banner, but the strength that wrapped him was too strong to resist with his current strength. He had to endure the torment of the fire and his body was eroded a little bit.

"Roar"

a roar was heard, and the fusion of seven martial spirits rushed on the soul flag, directly devouring the wind and dust and swallowing the blood power of his body.

Fire, the body of refining wind dust, refines the thunder and fire on his body; the spirit of martial arts devours his blood power; and Lin Feng's own soul power wipes out the soul of wind dust, so that all the power that can be used in FengChen can not be used and erased!

"Since you can't use the blood, leave it to me."

The crowd only felt that their hearts were shaking violently. What happened in the void at this time was too shocking.

Lin Feng he wants is not only the victory, he wants, is the essence of the wind and dust, the thunder fire refining, the blood power to swallow up, the rest of the total erase.

The fusion of martial spirit can directly devour the power of blood, and the soul flag can refine thunder and fire. This Lin Feng is too evil. Now he has only accomplished the triple cultivation of Xuanwu. If he is more powerful, it will be terrible when he enters the tianwu realm.