History’s Number 1 Founder

Lin Feng did not move in the Dongfu, but his attention still fell on Xiao Yu and others.

Looking at the temperament, but still calm and calm, Xiao Yan, Lin Feng's heart is infinite.

Three years of hard work, three years of waiting, three years of persistence, can be said to be for this trip to Yunfeng.

This will be the first battle of Xiao Yu officially embarked on the legendary road.

Lin Feng’s thoughts are clear, and Lin Feng’s vision is clear. He wants to use his own genius disciples to first sigh the sorrow and morale of Xiao Yu.

But in Lin Feng’s opinion, it’s just a futile self-righteousness.

Xuanmen Tianzong disciple, invincible in the same world, this is not the gimmick and slogan he came up with.

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Yan and other crowded swordsmen and other elites. He smiled a little maliciously: "I hope that the end result is not to beat you completely without confidence."

At the moment, Xiao Yu will not allow anyone to disturb the three-year battle between him and Murong.

Prince Chongyun will not work.

On the status, it is the Daqin dynasty Chu Jun, on the repair, that is the Yuan Ying period monk, on the strength, as well as the magic weapon.

But he can't do it either. It's the **** before the fate of the Son of Heaven.

Although I don’t know what Xiao Xiao thinks at the moment, Lin Feng’s quite spoof has given him a piece of inner monologue: “I have waited for three years, I just want to wait for an opportunity, I have to sigh, not to prove me. What's great, I want to tell people, what I lost, I have to get it back!"

"I still fit your mood?" An unscrupulous master thought as he looked around, watching Xiao Yu and others walked up against Zhao Yan.

Behind Zhao Yan, there are still several sword repairs of Liu Jianjian. The mana fluctuations are all in the late Jindan, and the Jindan they formed are all Zidan quality. Not very old.

These people are obviously the most elite and core disciples of Liu Jianjian.

If there is no accident. With the development track of Murong, she hopes to become one of them in the future. This is why Liu Jianjian likes her so much.

This type of elite disciples with unlimited potential talents is the cornerstone of the present and the pillars of the future for each sect.

Different from the general sword repair, it is like a sword, and it is full of killing and arrogance. It is a kind of streamer Jianzong Jindan period sword repair headed by Zhao Yan. The temperament is like a misty cloud, and it is elusive.

In the face of Xiao Yu and Xiao Xiao, although I know that the strength of the two of them can not be guessed by common sense, Zhao Yan is still calm, this is his confidence as the core disciple of the streamer Jianzong, the strength of Jin Dan later, facing the early days of Yuan Ying The ancestors also have the power of a battle, which is the source of his confidence.

"Several Xuanmen Tianzong's younger brother, Liu Jianzong Zhao Yan is polite." Zhao Yanwei smiled. I bowed to the cave house where Lin Feng is located: "I asked the seniors of the main forest of Xuanmen to ask Ann, and dare not disturb the predecessors. I have to wait for this trip, and I have no intention. I just want to exchange the Taoism with the young masters of Xuanmen Tianzong. Also ask the seniors to allow."

Lin Feng did not say anything, it seems to be the default.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Bian and others looked at each other. A strange smile appeared in the corners of his mouth.

As a matter of fact, Zhao Yan Jin Dan's later repair. At the age of more than 100 years old, I have been in the art of light swords for more than a hundred years. It’s not too much to ask them to scream a younger brother, but it falls in the ears of Xiao Yu and others, but it sounds harsh.

Xiao Yu said faintly: "I don't know how Zhao Daoyou wants to communicate?"

Hearing Xiao Yu’s name to himself, Zhao Yan’s eyes were slightly stunned, and although his face was still smiling, his words became less polite: “Early rumors, Xuanmen Tianzong’s younger brothers, invincible in the same world. I don't know if it is true or not?"

"If I remember correctly, Xiao Shidi is a big disciple of Lin's predecessor? Zhao Yan is not a talented person. He is a disciple of Liu Jianzong, and he wants to learn from Xiao Shidi."

Having said that, Zhao Yan’s momentum has gradually changed. It was originally like a misty, cloud-like atmosphere. It suddenly became like a sword, and it was far more fierce than other swords.

Zhao Yan's other streamer Jianzong disciples, with a faint smile on his face, as if waiting for a good show, the spirit is not exposed, still like the misty clouds.

Xiao Yu chuckled and didn't speak. The little one around him didn't smile and took a step forward. A fierce and powerful mana breath suddenly pressed up, and the hard life would hold Zhao Yan's sword.

Zhao Yan’s eyes were condensed, and he saw Xiaoxiao’s smile. “Zhao Daoyou wants to verify whether my Xuanmen Tianzong disciple is invincible in the same field. Why do I have to take my master’s shot, I will be fine.”

He smiled and said: "Right, by the way, add one sentence, my teacher's father passed the disciples, I ranked last."

Zhao Yan’s smile disappeared, but he couldn’t refuse to say no, but he’s not smiling, but his fierce mana has locked him firmly.

"I have already thought that you will have someone to take over for Xiao Yu, or why do we have to come so many people?" Zhao Yan sneered in his heart: "I don't know the tall and thick boy, I will let you know what is outside the people, there are days outside."

Zhao Yan no expression, calm and waveless said: "Please ask the younger brother to advise."

When he said that he had to make a move, he couldn’t help but suddenly said: "And slow!"

Zhao Yan sighed in his chest and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao said: "The light is not interesting, it must be a little colory. So, I don't want much, I won, you give me two Zhu Yuhe..."

He was talking, and he swallowed his clothes at the back of his clothes. He did not respond and immediately changed his mouth: "...four, four Zhu Yuhe!"

When Zhao Yan remembered that the younger brother had reacted with him to reflect on a mountain sneak in, he suddenly laughed and said, "Well, four are four, but what if you lose?"

"How is it possible?" Xiao did not think without thinking, Zhao Yan listened, his face suddenly black.

Little did not look at him, it was very painful and shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, if I lose, this is for you." Speaking of the hand, from the storage bag, a string of blue-horned snakes Snake meat.

Zhao Yan was completely speechless: "I should not talk nonsense with this stinky boy."

He took a scabbard with his shoulders and immediately flew out with a golden sword. He made a long screaming across the sky and fell to the ground.

Little did not stand in the same place, do not sneak away, small fists in one fell swoop, suddenly dazzling thunder and light spread out, the roaring thunder was deafening.

In the face of Zhao Yan's Jianguang, the small does not point to the use of spells to attack, does not drive his own instruments, but directly punched out, with flesh and blood to face the fierce Jianguang.

Several elementary ancestors of Liu Jianjian were actually observing the situation in secret. When I saw this scene, Ziyun’s ancestors frowned: “The arrogant boy.”

The only female ancestor, the red ancestor of Chixia shook his head slightly: "But it must be admitted that he has this capital, the initial cultivation of Jindan, the total amount of mana is stronger than that of Zhao Yan in the later period of Jindan. It is extremely powerful. Now I believe what Qinglan said. This child has the ability to compete with the early monks of Yuan Ying."

Ziyun’s ancestors nodded. “But it’s going to win Zhao Yan, and it’s still very far.”

Sure enough, Zhao Yan sneered, holding a sword in his hand, and Jianguang suddenly changed.

Lin Feng, who watched the battle in Dongfu, knew everything about the changes in the field. When he looked at it, he saw Zhao Yan’s Jianguang flying to the middle. When he was about to be intercepted by the little one, the original golden light of the sword turned into a gray. The cloud, a turning point in midair, has been dexterously avoiding the fist of the Thunder.

After hiding, the gray clouds changed again.

Suddenly, the faint light of the clouds is emitted, as if the sky has been yin, the dark clouds of the sky, suddenly the clouds are scattered, to expose the sun, a little bit of sunshine from weak to strong, slowly revealing.

Golden Sword Light re-visits, continue to straighten to the point of small points!

The conversion between Jianguang and the clouds is very skillful, and there is no oyster feeling. Zhao Yan’s hand is very beautiful. The Qing dynasty ancestors of the battle sing praised: “We’re the swordsman of the streamer’s sword, the streamer Sword, Zhao Yan used more and more sophisticated."

Ziyun ancestors with a smile, obviously also very satisfied: "I really got a three flavors, good, good."

Zhao Yan's Jianguang and the clouds switch back and forth, dexterously avoiding the defensive focus of the small point, but there is a bit of performance and playfulness in it.

This line of light swords, the same name as the streamer sword Zongzongmen, is undoubtedly its signature magical sword, the power is really amazing.

Lin Feng looked around for a moment and has already seen that it is extraordinary.

After the cloud of light swords, comprehending the true meaning of "light and dark staggered, flowing clouds and streams", the comprehensible can practice the sword light, and the Jianguang can transform with the cloud-like sword gas, and the reality is real.

Although Jianguang is strong and invincible, once it is issued, it is a straight line, and the direction cannot be changed. Although people with fast speed can't react, but after all, there are traces to be found, but if it can be combined with the clouds and clouds, it will be combined with the sword. Sometimes clouds, sometimes Jianguang, that is the secret of the secret, which makes people extremely headache.

The light and dark are intertwined, the light is bright, the cloud is dark, the light cloud is mottled, the virtual reality is unpredictable, you see it is Jianguang, hiding in the past, it becomes a cloud, the direction is turned, it is aimed at you, and It became a sword light.

Lin Feng nodded secretly, and this sacred sword of Liu Jianzong was very sinister, but it can be said to be very practical.

In a common saying, it is to play pigs and eat tigers.

The sword is sent out, disturbing the opponent’s judgment on the speed and power of your attack. The killings are all in front of you, suddenly turning into Jianguang, the speed suddenly becomes ten times faster, and the opponents who are not in the future will have a transparent hole. .

There was a streamer Jianzong disciple who saw Zhao Yan occupy the upper hand and suppressed the small point, so he smiled at Xiao Yu: "Zhao Shixiong accompanied the younger brother to play, I will come and discuss it with Xiao Shidi."

Xiao Yu chuckled: "What anxious? It will end soon."

The other side's face changed slightly, and when I turned around, I saw a sudden change in the battle between Xiaobian and Zhao Yan. (To be continued.)