God Of Martial Arts

"Lin Feng, he knew that for a long time?"

Moye's body is stiff there, only feel the whole body cold, just now, Lin Feng didn't even dodge, it was obvious that he was deliberately seduced.

However, this shadow never appeared, Lin Feng, how did he know.

"Master."

Mo ye called out to the shadow, but did not dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved, the shadow would kill him.

"It's a shame to have such a scum elder in the clan."

A voice came out of nothingness, and then the green light flashed away, as fast as lightning.

There is no shadow, only light.

When the light dissipates, the master of the shadow finally appears.

Dressed in a black robe, as if to hide the whole person in the dark, at the moment, he was holding a green dagger in his palm, and at the tip of the dagger, there was red blood dripping down constantly.

That blood, of course, is moxie.

At this time, moye still kept the posture of standing just now, motionless.

His eyes, wide open, with a look of disbelief, as if he did not believe that he did not have a chance to move, he was directly wiped out.

In the throat, at this time there was blood oozing out. At this time, his body just fell down.

"I didn't expect that this blow would be used on the elder of his clan. It's really sad."

The old man in black murmured, his voice full of loneliness.

"Empty old man."

Lin Feng called out to the black robed old man. It turned out that the shadow in the void was the old man guarding the natural moat cliff.

"How do you know I'm here?"

The old man nodded to Lin Feng and asked suspiciously that he had shadow spirit. When he used it, there was only shadow and no one. Moreover, he didn't have it at all just now. Lin Feng even knew that he was beside him and deliberately lured Mo Ye.

"Perception."

Lin Feng calmly replied that in the case of releasing the spirit of martial arts, he did not look at the world with his eyes, but with his head and heart.

The gray world, all very clear in his mind, as if he is the master of the world, all around, are clear.

Although there is only one shadow, Kong Lao is still aware of it.

He immediately understood that the shadow strong man who appeared last time because of him was still protected by his side.

The old man's eyes twinkled and nodded.

"Lin Feng, you are the most talented young man I have ever met. If you can leave alive this time, I hope that one day, yunhaizong can reappear in the world."

Empty old tone with a trace of feeling of twilight, he is the guardian of the clan, yunhaizong, by him, but today, it will be destroyed.

"If I live, I will rebuild yunhaizong in the future."

Lin Feng nodded heavily, which is his promise to the old man, but first of all, he should be able to go out alive.

Duan Sirius, he must be killed.

"Chop."

In the sky, a voice of drinking, blood flying, an old man in gray, killed one of the elders of yunhaizong.

"Kongming, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The man stepped forward and landed from the air and came to the old man. His fighting spirit was burning.

Kong Lao had no words. His body trembled and turned into streamer. Then, his figure disappeared. Only a shadow was still printed on the ground.

At this time, in the void, a human figure with bloodthirsty eyes was staring at Mo Xie's body on the ground, full of endless hatred.

"Yunhaizong, I paid so much for you, but in the end, you killed my only son."

Mo canglan flashed a crazy look in his eyes. His eyes turned and landed on Nangong Ling, who was fighting with Duan Sirius. The flame of hatred was burning wildly.

"Die." Mo canglan roars in his heart and leaps into emptiness. He comes to nangongling in an instant. However, Nangong Ling, who is devoted to fighting Duan Sirius, doesn't notice moye at all. He doesn't expect Mo canglan to come fiercely and the target will be him.

The extremely vicious palm directly printed on Nangong Ling's body and sent him to Duan Sirius's sword.

In the twinkling light of the sword, the blood gushed wildly. Nangong Ling's left arm was cut off by a sword.

"Don't Cang LAN

She landed on the ground, but Nangong Ling did not even look at her severed left arm. She just stared at Mo canglan, and it was the elder who often accompanied him.

"It's yours and mine." Mo canglan looked at Mo Xie's body and said coldly.

Nangong Ling also saw the body of moye, as well as his wounds, as well as the fighting Kong Lao.

Mo ye, died in the empty old man's hand which has been hidden.

Nangong Ling can certainly guess what happened.

"Well done."

Nangong Ling looks cold and glances around. All the elders of yunhaizong are in a weak position. However, there are still many people who have not participated in the war. They are just blocking the fleeing people."All the people of yunhaizong were ordered to come to me."

Nangong Ling's body leaped and came to the stage of life and death, shouting.

Hearing Nangong Ling's words, everyone got rid of each other's entanglement and returned to the highest stage of life and death to gather together with nangongling.

In addition to Nangong Ling's broken arm, many other people are also injured. Their eyes, bloodthirsty and cold, have already killed their red eyes.

Lin Feng, quietly standing behind the crowd, this is full of solemn and stirring scene, impacting his heart.

"Do you know what to do?"

The blood in Nangong Ling's hands drips down continuously, but her eyes are extremely firm, looking at Duan Tianlang and others in front of her.

The crowd of yunhaizong all nodded in silence. Without saying, they all knew the meaning of Nangong Ling.

"Mr. Bei, he will give it to you."

Nangong Ling's eyes turned to the north old man again, his eyes heavy.

Beilao nodded heavily. He had the spirit of crane. Among the crowd, his lightness skill body method was the strongest, the speed was the fastest.

Then, north old came to Lin Feng side, the spirit of the release, wings open, and his arm, Lin Feng tightly clasped.

Lin Feng's pupil shrank for a while, and he finally understood the meaning of Nangong Ling. The eyes of these sect elders all fell on Lin Feng's body, all kinds of complicated eyes, but among them, there is one common hope!

All people look at Lin Feng's eyes, there is a trace of hope, Lin Feng, he represents their hope, represents the hope of yunhaizong.

If his body was hit hard, Lin Feng felt that his heart was extremely heavy, as if there was a mountain pressing on his back to crush his body.

These clan strong people want to use their lives, to exchange his Lin Feng's life, with so many strong people's lives, for his Lin Feng's life.

What's more, even if they succeed and change to Lin Feng's life, they have no chance to know what the future will be, what Lin Feng will do, and how their eyes can not be complicated and heavy.

Among them, only Nangong Ling didn't look at Lin Feng. His eyes were always staring at the front.

"He gave me water, and I gave him a vast ocean."

For a teenager who can say such words, what can he not believe? His only consideration is how to let Lin Feng go out alive.

"Go."

At this time, Nangong Ling had a big drink, a step across, empty space.

All the elders of Yunhai sect moved at the same time, followed by Nangong Ling. This span is a lifetime.

"The ancestral gate was destroyed in my hand. I'm Nangong Ling. I'm sorry for yunhaizong."

The incomparable surging breath blooms from Nangong Ling's body. His body directly rushes into the blocking strong one, without any hesitation or holding hands. At this time, he gives his life a blow.

"You want to die."

The sound of several big drinks spread out, the dazzling sword light devoured everything, accompanied by the roaring sound, Nangong Ling's figure, turned into dust, annihilated with the wind.

The youngest patriarch in the history of Yunhai sect, meteorite!

No one felt sorry and no one yelled. The elders of Yunhai sect watched the scene calmly. Their bodies also stepped forward, pouring out their extremely powerful attacks. The space became extremely violent, and the heaven and earth seemed to be rolling.

In the face of these people's fierce and fearless attack, the bodies of the interceptors dodge away. Those people don't want to die, but they don't want to die.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill"

the cold wind is extremely bleak, and the elders of yunhaizong are solemn one by one. All their strength blooms at this moment and rushes to the other side. They only attack, there is no defense, and there is no retreat.

Looking at the clan elders who killed each other, he waved a life-threatening strike to bloom the last glory of life. Then he fell from the air powerless. Lin Feng's eyes did not even blink. Those who fell down would look back at him when they were dying. Lin Feng wanted them to see themselves clearly.

"Go."

Beilao's body finally moved. It did not move like a mountain. When it moved, it was like a stream of light, shooting into the sky.

The twinkling wings of the crane make the air flow in the space extremely fierce. The strong wind is extremely cold. It blows on Lin Feng's body like a knife, like his heart pain.

"Want to go?"

A cold hum came out. The sword was extremely sharp. On the sky, the light of the huge sword was incomparably dazzling. It was the old man who followed Duan Sirius.

"The shadow of death."

A soft drink came out of nothingness. The green light was very small in the sword light, but the bright light was not ignored.

The owner of shadow and martial spirit is born to assassinate. If you don't move, you will be killed.

"Dare you." The old man's face changed slightly, and he cried angrily. The extremely powerful sword light collided with the green light, as if he could swallow the opponent in an instant. But after this sword, the luster of the giant sword became dim. The old man breathed heavily, and there was blood seeping from the blood hole in his chest.And the shadow in the void also appeared, the arm and the green dagger disappeared together.

The north old man didn't even look at this side. His wings trembled violently and went to the sky.