Peerless Martial God 2

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With the passing of the night, the five saints selection contest was officially held. The training hall of Wanmi was surrounded by water, and even some ordinary people came to pay homage to the selection contest of the gods. The gods in their eyes were omnipotent. of. [燃^文^书库][]匕匕·奇·中·文·蛧·首·发

Lin Feng and other elders stood in the center of the martial arts field. Here, a 100-meter-high battle platform was built by Qingshi. All around it was a defensive array. It was a set of methods set by Fan Tianyi personally to avoid hurting ordinary people during the battle.

All the foreign guests are sitting on the eastern side of the high platform. Everyone is a purple sandalwood chair. The VIPs here are the great sacred emperors from the Silver Temple, and the Dacheng from the Spiritual Temple. The Holy Emperor, as well as the sects within the domain of the gods, such as the swords, the transit city, the corpse and so on.

The Purple Swordmaster is also sitting here naturally. His eyes have always looked at Lin Feng. He is very concerned about Lin Feng’s achievements.

In addition to the purple sword lord, there is also a person who is also very concerned about Lin Feng, that is, blood killing, blood killing through Lin Feng's instructions, the epiphany becomes the Dacheng Holy Emperor, coupled with the command of the evil sage, the blood killing is more grateful to Lin Feng, so The evil sage is sending him here, as a guest, that is, standing on the side of Lin Feng.

Scorpio St. Jun guards this contest of the Sons Selection, and the evil sage Songzhuang sent a **** kill as a guest. Shui Shengjun naturally sent his own young son, Shui Ning.

Shui Ning sat in the guest seat, staring at Lin Feng with a cold face. Looking at Lin Feng's every move, there was only one thought in his heart. After the game started, he humiliated Lin Feng.

On the side of the Fire Saint, there was no one to send people. Only one sentence was left. The one who became the Five Sons would enter the door of his fire, and this is the glory of supreme.

The Son was originally the reserve resource of the temple, and the Holy King was born by the Son. It can be said that the words of the Fire Saint decided the future of the Five Sons, at least a generation of Saints.

Therefore, after the words of Huo Shengjun, each contestant is all geared up, and he will perform well and strive to enter the eyes of Huo Shengjun.

"Well, all the people have arrived, and I will announce that the Shenzong 100-year-old Son Selection Competition is official...".

"And slow, why should the Scorpio be so anxious?"

Fan Tianyi has not yet announced the official start of the contest, it was interrupted, so that the former face suddenly gloomy, looking at the guest seat.

I saw a burly man in a golden blouse standing up, smiling and looking at Fan Tianyi, and said: "I am from the Sanctuary of the Spirit, I am also a holy prince. Very excited, I really want to try it with the Scorpio, I don’t know how?"

When the temple of the spiritual sanctuary came up, it made the most provocative smell. The man’s words were declared in the battle like Fan Tianqi, and it was also an excuse to block the Shenzong selection of the Confucius.

"It seems to be a trouble." The emperor stood beside Fan Tianyi, screaming and his eyes full of anger.

"The temple of the spiritual domain has always been incongruous with the temple of my gods. This time they sent Jin Shengjun, which is enough to show that they are coming to the scene."

Fan Tianyi looked at the emperor's book next to his eyes and said Shen Sheng.

Hearing the words, the Emperor also nodded, his eyes gloomy and dignified: "Sacred, what should we do? Or...".

The emperor did not say anything, but the meaning is very obvious. It is to let Fan Tianyi and Jin Shengjun compare and try to win the latter. The contradiction is naturally solved.

Fan Tianyi frowned and regained his gaze. He looked up and looked at Lin Feng, Dharma on the left hand side.

"Jin Shengjun, today is the selection of the Son of God, I believe that many of the gods will pay attention to it. If we fight, we will certainly be bad, and the major gods will be unhappy. If you want to compare with me, we can naturally after the game, but Now, we still have to focus on the competition."

Fan Tianyu sighed and slammed all the reasons why Jin Shengjun could refute. Fan Tianyi used the various temples as a reason. If Jin Shengjun is still not ruthless, it will undoubtedly make other temples dissatisfied.

"Jin Shengjun, come to the temple of the gods, it is best to be a good guest, don't give you a shame in the spiritual sanctuary."

The strong people from the Silver Valley Temple were indifferent to drink, and the audience did not applaud. The strongest in the silver field was a shameful humiliation of Jin Shengjun.

"Hey, silver sage, do you want to challenge me?" Jin Shengjun snorted and pointed to the holy prince of the silver temple.

"If you don't accept it, we will try it after the game." Yin Shengjun’s faceless expression, let Jin Shengjun’s eyes gaze, and then his left hand squatted, sitting in a chair in anger.

This little episode is a thing of the past.

It’s just that Lin Feng’s question about these two people is that Jin Shengjun and Yin Shengjun were originally a kind of holy prince, but they are the strongest of the two temples, and it seems that the relationship is not good, it really makes people feel Surprising.

"Jin Shengjun and Yin Shengjun were good brothers in the past. Just because Jin Shengjun secretly used Shenshi, he first broke through to Wuhuang. From then on, there was a contradiction between them. Jin Shengjun went to the spiritual sanctuary, and Yin Shengjun went to the silver field. temple".

Bodhidharma seems to see the strangeness in Lin Feng’s eyes. It is introduced to Lin Feng by voice. Lin Feng’s face is speechless, and it’s falling apart for a few **** stones. This brotherhood...

"I announced that the selection of the Son has officially begun."

At the end of the day, Fan Tianyi finally announced the official start of the contest with his most honest roar.

Fan Tian's voice just fell, surrounded by countless broken explosions, and then a golden flame came from high altitude, with a unique flavor in the blue sky.

The atmosphere was completely overwhelmed, and countless people were waiting for the birth of the Five Sons.

"In the first game, the swords of the swordsmen played against the dragon's faucet." Fan Tianyi waved his left hand, and the list of entries was held in his hands. At random, Fan Tianyi was a faint drink.

In an instant, the two rays flew into the battle platform very quickly, and the battle table was five hundred meters long, enough for two people to show their skills.

For the first time, Lin Feng saw the swords and dumbs mentioned in the mouth of the Purple Swordsman.

Lin Feng only glanced at this ordinary black man, but with the black sword in the sword and dumb, you can feel a very strong sword repair, not lower than yourself.

As everyone knows, Lin Feng is a sword repairer, and the sword is also quite famous. It combines the martial art will of the invincible sword, and the kendo is unique.

The same is true in the front of the sword, and the black sword in the sword mute handle becomes his own mouth. Just looking at this eye, Lin Feng knows that the sword blind wins.

Sure enough, when Lin Feng was meditating, both of them shot, and the dragon's faucet left his hand, and a dragon roared and roared. The whole person seemed to have turned into a giant dragon with a hundred miles. The horrible atmosphere also made a lot of After the retreat, some people speculated that the dragon won.

All looked at the sword, but it was black, as if something had passed through.

"Ah!! My hand."

Just when everyone blinked, the screams of the dragon’s head came, and the next moment everyone saw the sword and the left hand carrying the sword, the sword mans flashed black and a drop of blood, and then look at the dragon head, only See the dragon's left arm with a half-centimeter long wound ~www.readwn.com~ only a drop of blood.

One trick, the sword is dumb when everyone does not respond, only this sword defeated the dragon head, no matter how strong the latter's dragon atmosphere.

It’s just that everyone is surprised that such a short wound is why the dragon’s head is so painful and his face becomes pale.

"Break!!". Sword matte faceless expression, retracting the black sword, and this moment makes everything that everyone can't think of happens, only the left hand's left hand wound expands a little bit, the last red blood appears, a slamming blood overflows, left hand The brush has fallen from the shoulder...

"Ah! My hand."

hiss……

Everyone was amazed, looking at the sword and dumb, a look of panic.

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