Heavenly Address Book

The blood mist flying out of the sky, Ling Xuehai was shocked to fly out dozens of meters on the spot, directly fell ashen face, full of mess, all the bones were broken.

If it wasn't for his physical strength, but his martial arts level, and if he was a monk, Ling Xuehai would have been killed.

It's true that even with the same combat effectiveness, it is well known that the physical fragility of the practitioners of Taoism. Ling Xuehai was able to fight against Chen Feng for so many rounds by virtue of this.

Chen Feng holds a green lotus sword. Some of the sword's air vibrates slightly, which makes people feel numb on their scalp.

Ling Xuehai has condensed the Hailing sword for 20 years. It was cut like tofu and beaten like a dead dog. The whole audience was shocked again.

However, even if Ling Xuehai was beaten like a dead dog, even his son Ling Wenhao did not dare to come forward.

Chen Feng's dry short hair fluttered, no dust on his body, the whole person seemed to step out of the vacuum.

However, with his sword holding posture, no one will regard Chen Feng as a young man in his early twenties. He is simply an old monster!

The 20-year-old cultivation genius, even if it is the three schools are not so!

The audience did not dare to breathe a breath, and looked at this scene in horror, because Chen Feng slowly walked up with his sword.

His steps, as if the soul of the same, Ling Xue Hai's heart seems to stop beating the same.

"Master..." Ling Shengfeng's face was pale. The only one who could challenge this unknown young man was Ling Xuehai.

But Ling Xuehai several rounds are defeated, there is no sign of victory at all, which makes the mood of the plus and the next fall into loneliness.

Chen Feng every step, like a huge hammer hit his heart, let him want to have two more legs to escape.

But he knew it was impossible for him to escape.

"Remember what I said before?" Chen Feng said calmly.

The more calm it is, the more cold the air is enveloped, which makes people dare not breathe.

Just now Chen Feng's words, like thunder, lingered around his ears.

Chen Feng raised his hand and calmly said, "I have given you a chance, but you don't cherish it. You have to bear all the consequences. As I said, don't regret it

"No! Master, I was wrong. You can't kill me. " Ling Xuehai finally said that he would never say it in his life.

"Since I'm wrong, I'll kill you even more. Some mistakes can only be replaced with blood."

Chen Feng's hands stopped and immediately began to fall.

Ling's upper and lower pupils shrink, as if they were suffocating completely.

At the same time, Ling Xuehai was scared to pieces and roared: "help me!"

At this time, a voice from the crowd was heard coldly --

"little brother, you have to forgive people, why do you have to kill them all?"

I don't know when, out of a middle-aged man in a robe.

The middle-aged man's face is the kind that can't be recognized in the crowd. However, there is a kind of essence in his eyes, which can't be underestimated.

Master of cultivation!

Bi Yuan over there was moved when he saw this man.

In terms of status, no one is as high as him.

As the leader of Lingbao sect, he has six senses that ordinary people don't have.

And this man, it's so deep! What's more, Bi Yuan felt that his breath was familiar and strange.

Ling Xuehai as if to see the Savior, just want to export, but Chen Feng hands up the sword, directly is across the neck of Ling Xuehai.

For a moment, the audience was silent, and the needle could be heard!

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