God Of Martial Arts

Nangong Ling was happy in his heart, but moye, who was not far from him, was upset and gloomy.

"This son has a great talent. He must be killed in the cradle." Mo Ye secretly said in his heart that he had offended him. Even if his talent was good, he would still die, and he could not wait for the other party to grow up.

In the Fengyun gorge crowd, Han man's face was simple and honest, and he grinned: "this guy is so strong, he still hides from me."

Seeing that Lin Feng's strength is stronger than himself, Han man is only happy.

Jingyun beside the same smile brilliant, such as blooming lotus, delicate and pure.

On the stage of life and death, Yu Hao's face was as white as a sheet of paper and his face was as pale as death.

"You don't know the sword at all."

Lin Feng is trampling on his dignity. However, he can only recognize him, not just him. At the moment, everyone is afraid to recognize Lin Feng. He Yu Hao doesn't know the sword at all.

Who said that the owner of sword spirit can become a powerful sword owner?

The endless sharp sword Qi stings every inch of Yu Hao's skin and constantly disintegrates his fighting spirit. Facing Lin Feng, who controls such a powerful sword, he has no power to fight.

"I'll give up. I'll give you my seat as a disciple."

Struggling in his heart, Yu Hao finally said this sentence. His face was hot, as if all people were looking at him with irony.

"Give up and give up to me?"

Lin Feng sneers, is it so simple?

Yu Hao thought that he would never give up his life when he died.

Now Yu Hao finds that he is not his opponent. In a word, he solves everything? Is it possible?

At least, Lin Feng refused.

"Do you need me." Lin Feng's voice was full of strong satire, and his steps stepped forward again. The overwhelming sword power was even stronger, and Yu Hao could hardly breathe.

"I said give up. What else do you want?"

Yu Hao's face changed slightly. Lin Feng, he still had some strength. It was terrible.

"What do I want? It's very simple. Give you what you want to give me. " Lin Feng's cold smile, the opportunity to kill a flash but not, let Yu Hao only feel cold, Lin Feng, want to kill him.

"This is zongmen Dabi, dare you." Yu Hao had a big drink and his right leg stepped back inadvertently.

"You dare not kill me, I dare to kill you."

Lin Feng answered Yu Hao's words with his action. His hand trembled slightly. The shadow of the sword fell, and the sword was vigorous. The bright light, carrying endless sword Qi, chopped Yu Hao.

Killing sword, sword out of life, only a moment, Yu Hao's blood splashed on the spot, his body fell down, dying eyes still wide, I can't believe, Lin Feng actually killed him.

The "Hoo" space seemed to freeze, and the crowd breathed out their breath in their mouths. They could even hear each other's heartbeat.

Lin Feng broke the history of yunhaizong and challenged two inner disciples.

Lin Feng broke the rules of Yunhai clan. In front of all the disciples, in front of the elders of Yunhai sect, and in front of Nangong Ling, the leader of Yunhai sect, he killed his opponent in the big contest of zongmen.

"Bold!"

A thunderclap of thunder and a strong anger of the carrier fell from the sky and fell on Lin Feng, waking up the people who were still in a sluggish state.

"In front of all the faces of Yunhai sect, you have no respect and no patriarch. You should be killed for your crimes."

There was another angry voice, with a chilling opportunity to kill.

The crowd raised their heads and saw moye. Some people didn't understand. However, those who saw that moye nearly killed Lin Feng knew the inside story. Moye and Lin Feng had become enemies. Taking advantage of Lin Feng's weakness, moye did not want him to grow up. He directly convicted Lin Feng and wanted Lin Feng's life.

Lin Feng raised his head and took a look at moye, but only one. Then he turned his eyes and ignored it.

Today, he came to participate in the zongmen Dabi and stepped onto the highest platform of life and death. He was extremely overbearing and challenged two inner disciples. He also showed his sword power, shocked the crowd and killed Yu Hao on the spot.

Everything, just for moye!

He deliberately made an excuse for moye to deal with his excuse, because Lin Feng knew that he did not find the excuse himself, and sooner or later moye would help him find it. Instead, Lin Feng had better send it to his door.

However, when he saw the thief, he would laugh at him

When the crowd heard Mo Ye's words, they felt cold all over. This guy's very cruel means. The elder is the elder. He is fierce and vigorous, and he is extremely arrogant.

"Asshole." Han man scolded him. Everyone heard it. Yu Hao said that he would abolish Lin Feng's accomplishments and cut off his limbs. Let Lin Feng live rather than die. Is it wrong for Lin Feng to kill him?

Jing Yun was also angry, his face was blue, and his eyes were full of worry."Shameless elder." Liu Fei scolded, moye used the trick once, but also used the second time?

Several figures flicker and go straight to the stage of life and death, ready to take Lin Feng down.

"Wait a minute." A indifferent voice rang up, let the shadow of Lin Feng stop. The speaker was actually the zongmen nangongling.

Everyone's eyes fell on nangongling in an instant. Everyone wanted to know how Nangong Ling would deal with it. Would he punish Lin Feng!

"Patriarch, this man is arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't pay attention to you at all. You must be punished as an example."

Mo ye came to Nangong Ling and bowed slightly. After saying that, he also took a look at the crowd around Nangong Ling.

"Elder moye is right. This son is so arrogant that even the patriarch doesn't pay attention to it. He has to kill his fellow disciples on the spot."

"Patriarch, this son is a crime of death, to be killed."

Several elders all help moye speak. Mo canglan is older than the patriarch Nangong Ling. In Yunhai sect, those elders who don't give him some face naturally come forward to help moye.

Nangong Ling raised her head and looked at moye and other elders. She asked faintly, "have you finished?"

The elders were stunned and didn't understand what Nangong Ling said.

"Moye, are you the Lord or Nangong Ling

Seeing that they didn't answer, Nangong Ling asked Mo Ye.

Mo Ye looked sluggish and cluttered in his heart. He even said, "of course you are the Lord. How dare I moye?"

"Do you think I am the Lord, or is moye the Lord?" Nangong Ling asks several elders who help moye talk.

"Of course you are." The elder's heart gave birth to a trace of bad feeling, Nangong Ling has always been gentle, never said so to them.

"Oh." Nangong Ling nodded: "then I'll ask you again, who is in charge of it?"

"Nature is the Lord." Moye and others responded in unison, sweat appeared on the back, and the secret channel was bad.

"You all know, in this case, moye, I want to ask you. You said that the disciple didn't see me as the patriarch. What about you, in front of all the people and in front of me, to judge other people's sins. Good prestige ah, elder moye, you said, did you put my patriarch in your eyes?"

Nangong Ling's voice fell, and the space seemed to have a cold wind, which made moye and several elders feel cold.

But those elders who didn't speak just now said that they were lucky. It was very dangerous.

Mo Ye is self righteous and has the relationship of Mo canglan. He is an autocratic and tyrannical person. This time, he finally angered the patriarch.

"Clap" a burst of sound sounded, Nangong Ling sitting chair smashed.

"Speak up, I'd like to ask you today if you still have nangongling, the leader of Yunhai clan."

Nangong Ling stood up and cheered coldly. The powerful power was blooming, which made the elders want to die. How could they talk.

All the people looked at their angry patriarch, and their eyes showed an uneasy look. The patriarch was always in a good temper and seldom got angry. What's the matter today? He was so angry. Moreover, he was still facing elder moye.