God Of Martial Arts

"Dead will!"

Lin Feng's eyes are slightly solidified. At this time, he seems to be in the dead wood's dead world. All of them are dead air, which is the power of will.

Will is the understanding state of martial arts in the aspect of magic and martial arts. It is not only that the sword has the will of kendo, but also the withered Qi of withered wood, which makes him in a lonely world.

"Burn!"

"The flame roared out in a moment, as if all the flames were blaring out in the face of the flame, which was so terrible that it seemed that all the flames were blazing out in a moment The pupil of the dead wood shrinks, the terrible flame, which is the power of the will of the flame, to turn this space into a sea of fire and burn everything into nothingness.

Those endless vines of dead wood will be burned away in the moment when they touch Linfeng. As Lin Feng said, it seems more suitable to deal with dead trees with fire.

"Kill." The terrible flame poured out from Lin Feng's palm. The flame burning the Sutra in the sun was so blazing that people did not dare to look directly at it.

The dead wood dodged and avoided the terrible flame. He did not dare to collide with the flame. The flame was too strong, as if to burn everything. It was too strong.

"Pupil technique!"

The withered wood's eyes coagulated, and his pupils suddenly turned into the color of desolation. Where his eyes passed, the space seemed to have no vitality. The flame on Lin Feng's body seemed to be a little weak.

Withered evil pupil, monstrous incomparable, as if can let everything wither, flame wither, life wither.

"Well?" Lin Feng's eyes slightly coagulate, impossible, pupil, can not have such a terrible power, let all life wither, that would be too against the sky, must be an illusion, you think withered, he really withered.

"It must be so." Lin Feng's eyes are tough, and his eyes are withered. He can make people follow his feelings. It seems that his strength is withering, and his life is withering. When you really think so, under this desolate will, life will really wither.

Although Lin Feng knew that, but that pair of evil pupil, that dry will, as if will affect his thoughts, affect his will, and the flame, is indeed weakened.

"Pupil?" Lin Feng's mind moved, his eyes, gradually become dark, deep, as if the bottomless devil, is so cold, so merciless.

Everything around him, can no longer shake his heart, affect his will, everything is so clear, a wisp of subtle sound, like a picture in the mind.

Seeing Lin Feng's dark pupils, the heart of the dead wood could not help but tremble slightly. His eyes were so cold that the dead breath in his eyes seemed to no longer affect Lin Feng.

"In front of me, your strength seems to be completely restrained." Lin Feng said faintly. With a step, the flame of burning sky roared again. The flame seemed to burn the whole space. The dead world was replaced by the world of fire. In Lin Feng's hand, there was a sword, the Zhenyuan sword formed by Yang Huo Zhenyuan.

"Sunrise!"

A sword comes to the East, as if it is the rising sun. It is so bright. In the rising sun, it is the fire of the sun, the will of flame, the sky, and a round of sunlight pouring down. It is still on the Zhenyuan sword. It is so dazzling.

"Hiss, hisses" the endless desolate air seemed to be cut off by this sword. The withered wood retreated wildly. Looking at the terrible flame sword crossing in front of him, there was even a flame on his body, which almost burned on his body. A ray of sun fire containing will cost him a lot of strength to put it out.

"The fire of the sun."

The eyes of the dead wood trembled fiercely, and the flame of Lin Feng was terrible. It was burning when touched. It could not be put out easily. If he was entangled by his flame in the battle, it would be very troublesome and weak.

As Lin Feng said, his skills of withering wood, the spirit of desolation, and the withered evil pupil are very powerful. However, it seems that Lin Feng has completely restrained him to death. Lin Feng's real power of sun flame and kendo are enough to make up for the gap in their accomplishments. In this war, all the chances of victory were strangled.

"No more war, this war, I lost." Deadwood turned and went back to his original place without expression. In this battle, he admitted defeat because he could not see the hope of victory, so he kept his strength to win all the battles of the victory. Otherwise, it would be bad if he was entangled and burned by the fire of Linfeng.

Lin Feng, win another battle and win six battles.

"It seems that there is no suspense for the first six seats. Lin Feng should be the biggest accident in the snowy area." They said in their hearts that Lin Feng's strength was beyond everyone's surprise. At the moment, he has defeated three of the eight talents in the snow field. Such a gifted young man is ridiculous that no one knows him before.

Next, Tang youyou selects the opponent, this time, she chose Lingxiao.

Lingxiao is obviously a bit of an accident. Tang Youyou, there are many people behind who have not fought, so they will directly challenge him.Carrying seven swords on his back, he stepped out of the sky slowly and looked at Tang youyou and said, "Lin Feng, is he your man?"

"Well?" Tang youyou Leng next, obviously did not think of Lingxiao's first question should be Lin Feng is her man, this let her eyes flash across a different color.

The crowd was also stunned. Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, Tang Youyou, qingmengxin and yunfeiyang were all from the Longshan empire. Their relationship seemed to be very good. Especially with Lin Feng as the axis, everyone knew him well. Tang youyou also had a different relationship with Lin Feng.

Is it really like Lingxiao asked, Lin Feng, is the man of Tang youyou?

"What do you mean by that?" Tang youyou asked, this Lingxiao, do not care about fighting or not, actually asked Lin Feng is her man.

"Xiaoyu, she is my younger martial sister, and also my beloved woman. Lin Feng and you, but the relationship between me and my younger martial sister are somewhat similar. Lin Feng defeated my younger martial sister. Should I find it from you?" Lingxiao light said, with a spirit of Lingxiao sword on his body, standing upright there, like a sharp sword.

There was a sharp flash in the eyes of the crowd. So it was. It was to get angry for the rain Xiaoxiao. Lin Feng had not challenged him. Tang youyou first invited him to fight with him, so he found Tang youyou.

At this time, the sky, above his head, seemed to be permeated with a terrible sword spirit, which changed his temperament completely. He became strong, domineering and tough.

Turning back, Lingxiao looked at Yu Xiaoxiao with his eyes and said: "younger martial sister, today's snowy competition, master is here, and all the people in the world are here. I will tell everyone that I will use my strength to protect my beloved woman forever."

"So it is." Hearing Lingxiao's words, the crowd suddenly suddenly suddenly, Lingxiao, he wants to be on the stage of Dabi in the snow area, in front of the world, swear, tell everyone, his love for rain Xiaoxiao, in such a case, how can he not really prove himself, Tang Youyou, I'm afraid, will become Lingxiao's unfortunate person to show love to Yu Xiaoxiao.

"Younger martial sister, I will tell you that I have the determination and qualification to soar to the sky."

After that, Lingxiao's body slowly turned around and looked at Tang youyou: "you should be touched and honored. You are the witness of this moment."

Lingxiao's voice falls down, and a sword of soaring sky rises. Behind him, the seven emotions sword rises at the same time, stirring the wind and cloud.

Seven swords of different colors are so dazzling and powerful that they seem to pierce the sky.

A terrible will of seven emotions, blooming, sword will, love will, this sword, pierce the world, this feeling, let heaven cry.

"What a terrible sword spirit, this is Kendo will, triple!"

The eyes of the crowd are rigid, the triple will and the strength of Lingxiao are so terrible.

Tang youyou's eyes are slightly stiff. The sword of seven emotions blooms with the will of kendo, which makes her feel that her whole body is firmly locked and her body is stiff. This is her strongest opponent in the snow field, which is more powerful than expected. She did not expect it, nor did the crowd.

Lingxiao, to the way of shock, to the rain Xiaoxiao confession, she Tang Youyou, seems to become a foil, become a victim.