Metropolitan Super Deity

Chapter 297: Spike gold core

Naturally, Ling Fei would not confess his guilt by kowtow to some **** old Qing Ming. Looking at the bullish old Qing Ming, Ling Fei said with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent:

"In this world, the person who can let me kowtow to confess my sins hasn't been born yet. From my point of view, it's better to kowtow to me and admit a mistake, so that I can also see what it feels like to be a dog."

The complacency on the old man Qing Ming's face suddenly disappeared, and then the gloomy iron blue was somewhat terrifying.

"Ling Fei child, it seems that you don't shed tears after seeing the coffin!"

"Coincidentally, I, this person, didn't cry when I saw the coffin!"

The words were tit-for-tat, and the murderous aura permeated, making the atmosphere in the entire canyon extremely solemn.

As if it was the eve of the summer storm, people couldn't stop breathing with some difficulty.

The old man Qing Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to make a move. A palm teacher next to him stood up and reached out to stop him.

"Senior Qingming, this kid, don't need to bother you, the old man, wait for me to go up and meet him first, and see how much he is in!"

The old man Qing Ming was not angry, but smiled lightly and said:

"What the Dao said fits my heart. If that's the case, then you should go to the temptation, this kid, what on earth is there to dare to be so mad here!"

"Senior Qing Ming, don't worry, give me half a stick of incense, and I will definitely mention this kid's head and come back to see you!"

The head teacher strode towards Ling Fei with an extremely contemptuous expression in his eyes.

"Feijianmen sect master, Daozhong! This is my name! Ling Fei child, after going to hell, remember, it is the master teacher who sent you down!"

After he finished speaking, he took a Tai Chi step on the ground, erected a palm, and shouted, unexpectedly eighteen flying swords sprang out from the cuffs, hanging on top of his head, buzzing and trembling.

Behind him, several head teachers beside the old man Qing Ming couldn't help but praise.

"The ten thousand swords in the Dao have returned to the sect, and the cultivator has become more tyrannical! Ten years ago, he could only control 14 flying swords, and now after 10 years, the number of flying swords he controls has actually increased from 14 to 14 Eighteen, this speed is really amazing!"

"What's more! It is said that the return of ten thousand swords to the sect is the secret of the Feijian Sect. Every time a flying sword is added, its strength will double! Ten years ago, there were 14 flying swords in the Dao, capable of A football field is easily destroyed, and now, it is probably just a hill, so it’s nothing to say!"

Elder Qing Ming chuckled while touching his beard:

"Yes, in this Dao, you can be regarded as a generation of wizards of Feijianmen. Back then, the old man and his master, Fei Du, were also considered close friends, but even if they were Fei, they could only return ten thousand swords to their sect in their entire life, and practiced sixteen Fei Jian. In the Dao, now it has surpassed the fit, which is gratifying! My dear friend knows that I can look down."

Everyone immediately changed the subject.

"It's still Senior Qing Ming, knowledgeable. Although the number of ten thousand swords in this path has reached 18, if it is in the hands of Senior Qing Ming, I am afraid it will not be able to do a single move!"

"Cut! Don't say it's him, even if we juniors join hands, how many tricks can we go through under Senior Qingming? Senior Qingming's supernatural power is the existence that I am waiting for, let's not compare with Senior Qingming. "

The old man Qing Ming chuckled.

"You little hunks, don't flatter me. These ten thousand swords are returned to the sect, and the damage is not trivial. What's more, the Dao has trained them to eighteen flying swords! Even if I don't have three tricks, don't want to take it. he."

Although he was very modest, the triumphant corners of his mouth could not be ignored.

These words, although they sounded light, made the Ling Tian Zhanzong people on the opposite side feel very heavy.

"Have you heard? The other party's moves can actually level a hill!"

"It's so scary, isn't it comparable to a nuclear bomb?"

"The real horror is the old man Qing Ming! Didn't you hear? This Feijianmen Dao is only worth 30% of his strength."

"My God, can our city wall withstand their attack? I'm afraid it's as thin as paper in front of him?"

"It's over, it's really over this time! Unexpectedly, our Lingtian Zhanzong, just established, will be shattered!"

Chu Haotian stepped forward with a worried expression and whispered in Ling Fei's ear:

"Mr. Ling, the opponent's strength should not be underestimated, should we retreat into the sect for the time being and use formations to block its edge?"

Ling Fei glanced at Chu Haotian, chuckled, and said:

"Haotian, when have you met, Mr. Ling who is backing away?"

After that, he took a step forward.

"Opposite, listen clearly, it is not someone else who killed you, but the lord of Lingtian Zhanzong, Ling Fei!"

"Hahahaha."

Daozhong Yangtian laughed.

"Ling Fei child, if you want to kill me, you have to see if you have that ability! Look at the trick, return ten thousand swords to the sect!"

He yelled, leaned forward with his palm, and his eighteen flying swords immediately aimed at Ling Fei. After he yelled, he burst out directly, turning into eighteen cold rays, and headed straight towards Ling Fei.

Ling Fei shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

"A mere eighteen flying swords dare to call Wan Jian return to the sect. It's really ridiculous."

"It's enough to kill you! Ling Fei child, you want to kill me in a delusion, wait for the next life!"

The corner of Ling Fei's mouth raised a strange arc.

"Don't get me wrong, what I said is not to kill you, but to kill you!"

After speaking, he blasted out with a punch.

"Thunder Array Immortal Method Thunder God Escape!"

A lightning ball the size of a ping-pong ball quickly rushed out.

Daozhong smiled contemptuously.

"A little bit of elemental law, wanting to compete with me? Extremely stupid!"

Behind him, the old man Qing Ming also sneered.

"I'm a Ling Fei child, what do I really have, sure enough, but I'm just a thief!"

He shook his head.

"Don't look at it, Ling Fei child, he is dead!"

The moment the words fell~www.readwn.com~ Eighteen flying swords had collided with the lightning ball.

Suddenly, accompanied by a bright brilliance, those eighteen flying swords made of rare metals were instantly shattered by the lightning ball.

Not only that, the thunder and lightning ball did not decrease, and the speed was getting faster and faster. He blinked and came to the front of Daozhong. He was shocked. Before he could even prepare for defense, he was blasted. Through the body, a big hole appeared in the pubic area!

Daozhong's eyes widened, and he collapsed unwillingly, while the thunder and lightning ball did not halve the momentum!

The old man Qing Ming waited, suddenly pale in shock.

"No! Underestimate the enemy, hurry! Defend!"

In a hurry, a few people played a defensive technique, but Ling Fei shook his head slightly and sneered.

"Is Ling Fei's tactics so easy to block?"

Seventh watch, this is the first two days, the master is Heihu's reward head Jiagong.

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