Peerless Martial God

"The creation of the Holy Dan caused the light of the Holy Immortal, and you can imagine it. This is the demon kingdom recorded in the classics." At this time, a rolling voice appeared, it seems to be deliberately prompting everyone.

The voice of this person fell, and the figure that was suddenly saved was more. Obviously, many people have faintly guessed some of them. However, no one has declared it in the mouth, and the mind can understand it. When it comes out, it makes some taboos. .

Of course, the reason why they dare to shoot, in fact, is just that there is no such demon in the eight wilderness, otherwise, no one dares to do so.

Rumors, some horrible demon kings, they have to go to heaven, in their minds, some from ancient memories, this memory, called inheritance memory, if they can extract this memory, it will be Shocking treasure.

"Catch her and take her for herself." In the crowd, the rolling sound came out again, and suddenly everyone became crazy. The strong roof of the roof frowned, feeling a little powerless, strong. More and more.

"This group of idiots, who came first, the Emperor first sent them on the road." The singularly staring at the images of these attacks, the heart of the dark, the identity of the snow fairy, plus the appearance of a fairy like a fairy, also No wonder it will cause such madness.

"咻,咻,咻..."

At this moment, in the void, it seems as if Wan Jian Qi Ming, the Tianwu people who have not participated in the war in the distance looked up and looked into the distance. At this moment, their eyes were all condensed.

The sword and the sword of the sky, rolling from a distance, to the incredible point, is just a very short moment, the terrible sword in the distance, came to the front, an unparalleled kendo power, pervaded at all The heart of the person makes the battle involuntarily slow down.

Many of the strong men looked up and looked toward the void. Immediately, they saw the figure headed, and their eyes could not help but stagnate.

Lin Feng!

Lin Feng, he came back, came back alive, and, behind Lin Feng, there are countless horrible swords, and several of them, the realm is terrible and suffocating.

"The people of the sword house!"

The crowd looks agile. These people must be the people of the Jiange. In addition to the swords, the sword city cannot have such a powerful sword repair force. However, why does the sword club appear along with Lin Feng?

Also, the mysterious force that took Lin Feng on that day, which power is it, is it the sword pavilion?

At this point, the truth seems to be more and more confusing, and everyone can't understand what happened after Lin Feng was taken away.

I saw that Lin Feng at the moment was sharper than Lin Feng when he left that day. It seems that like the same sword, those figures in the void are not like a group of people, but a sharp sword with a handle. .

At this point, Lin Feng's sharp and cold scorpion slowly turned over. Eventually, it fell on the shadow of the speech just now, letting the shadow of the shadow hiding behind the crowd, he was from Lin Feng's eyes. I saw the horrible killing.

"Kill him!" An indifferent voice spit out from Lin Feng's mouth, accompanied by his voice falling, and the incomparable swordsman screamed out, and the Scorpio was pulled out of a gap, and the crowd seemed to see only one. Under the thunder and lightning, I saw that the shadows of the people were opened by a sword, blood was flying, and death did not know how to die.

"Qianlong!" Many people swallowed their mouths. At this moment, the violent battles suddenly subsided, and everyone stopped. They all looked at the figures in the sky, or looked at Lin Feng.

A powerful strongman in the realm of Zunwu was instantly killed by a sword. He did not say the ability to fight back. Even the sound of screams was too late to be sent. The cultivation of the sages was respected and respected. How strong is the man who took out the sword, how fast is that sword.

"How can he make the strongman of the Jianjiang Pavilion!" The crowd feels a little cold. If the people of these swordsmen listen to Lin Feng’s orders, it will be terrible. It will be a disaster of destruction.

As for everyone on the rooftop, Lin Feng was also stunned, and then they all laughed. This guy returned in such a shocking way.

The dream seems to feel like something, her beauty is open, the eyes that are more beautiful than the stars see Lin Feng, there is a trace of water mist, then she laughs, smiles very sweet, very brilliant, Lin Feng If she is well, she will be fine.

Xue Bi Yao also looked at Lin Feng at the same time. In the same realm, she was the sacred woman of Tianzhu Xianyu. She was defeated by Lin Feng. Now, Lin Feng returns in such a shocking way, and he himself seems to More powerful, and there is a sense of heaven.

I saw Lin Feng’s gaze sweeping toward the black figure who concealed his identity. The scorpion was full of cold cold light. These people started to dream, **** it!

"All the hidden generations, all killed, one does not stay!" Lin Feng mouth spit out a cold sound, so that the swordsman strong eyes slightly stiff, all killed?

They are the veteran level figures of the Jiange, and each has their strengths. If they want to kill, they have the confidence to clean up the battlefield and kill all the light. However, behind these people, it is likely that they will involve one party. If they all kill, things will be a bit big. It is.

At this time, a veteran of the Sword Court wanted to speak, but did not know how to call Lin Feng. This is the ancestor of the ancestors. Nowadays, it is turned into a person and hopes for the sword.

"Less master!" The veteran finally spoke up, shouting Lin Feng a voice of the Lord, his eyes revealed hesitation.

I saw Lin Feng’s gaze slowly turning over and falling on his body. The scorpion’s sinister sword was shot out in the scorpion. Only one word spit out: “Kill!”

The old man’s heart twitched slightly, and the gods swallowed Lin Feng. Lin Feng became a sword slave. Although Lin Feng was the body, after all, he was still the soul of the gods, and he was more eager to kill.

"This is not the ancestor of the ancestors!" The old man’s heart whispered, and then the horrible sharp light flashed in the scorpion. Cold: "Follow the command of the Lord, cover up the people, kill innocent!"

"Kill innocent!"

"boom!"

The sword of the sky seems to occupy the whole piece of the void, and then the crowd sees the strong of those swords, moving like a stream of swords, which is almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Hey, hehe..." The blood fluttered in the void, but for a moment, there were several sages who were killed on the spot and did not fight back.

This scene shocked countless people trembled, screaming, the strongest of the sword, called Lin Feng as the young master, executing his orders, killing innocent!

"On that day, the swords are eightfold, and the three are all swordsmen and seven heavens!"

Feel the strength of those strong swordsmen, all the feelings of suffocation in life, a fear, began to spread out... These people are the real elite of the sword, the horror of the veteran level, the sage, in their Under the sword, it is constantly turning into a soul.

The earth under the moonlight was stained with blood, and greed was covered by fear. Those strong people began to escape. They didn't want Lin Feng to return. They would take the swordsman's elders and ruthlessly slaughter their lives. Why, who can tell? They, why the swordsman's veteran strong, called Lin Feng as the young master.

"One is not allowed to let go, everyone who participates, leaving their lives!" Lin Feng's mouth spit out a cold sound, let the fear spread more quickly, one, not let go, escape and kill.

"It seems that after the masters merged with the sword slaves, they also possessed a trace of the feelings of the mankind in the past." The strongheart of the sword court secretly said that this is reasonable and swallowed Lin Feng’s body, so that Lin Feng became a sword slave, but it should Influenced by Lin Feng's four-dimensional, the young master has both the spirit of the gods and the feelings of Lin Feng.

Thinking of this, the strongest of the swordsmen is more powerful, and one is not letting go. Those who have not participated in the distance are timid and frightened. Some people are fortunate that some people feel cold in their hands and feet because there are people who are slaughtered. The people of their elders participated in it and concealed their identity. Now, they succeeded, because all were the same, all were killed, they were dead, and no one could tell who it was.

After the war today, who else dared to start with Lin Feng in Jiancheng!

Lin Feng stood in the void, and the scorpion was still cold. On that day, these people wanted his life. Today, they are dealing with the dream together. If they can't die, he doesn't show too much emotion, and he keeps the cold and sharp. In the state of the sword, he needs to disguise himself as a strong man. He is not Lin Feng, he is an incarnation of the gods!