Peerless Martial God

The sudden appearance of the young man smiled and approached, nodded slightly to Lin Feng, and said again: "I will do this testimony, I don't know what your opinions are?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised. The other person smiled at him and gave him a feeling like a spring breeze. It was very comfortable. This person, noble and approachable, smiled and gentle, looks too perfect. It can be said that anyone sees it. He is hard to give birth to a bad feeling.

Although Lin Feng does not know this person, he does not want to refuse the other party's request and let the other party witness.

This feeling makes Lin Feng's heart slightly weird and perfect, but it makes him feel less real.

"Of course there is no opinion." The aristocratic child shook his head, still with a shocked color in his eyes, apparently surprised by the appearance of this young man.

When Mu Fan heard the words of the aristocratic youth, he did not recognize this person, but it is obvious that the identity of this person is extraordinary. Otherwise, it is impossible for the noble aristocratic youth to show such a horrified look. I am very respectful to the person who appeared, and I dare not disobey him.

"What do you think?" The youthful eyes that appeared here fell on Lin Feng and smiled. "Reassured, if I am, you are fighting with him. I can guarantee absolute fairness. Moreover, no one dares to pursue it afterwards. you."

Great tone.

Lin Feng blinked and guessed the identity of the person. However, without any clues, he could not guess who the other person was. He only knew that the identity of the young man was extraordinary.

"In this case, it is up to you to do this testimony."

Lin Feng nodded. Although he felt that the other party was not real, he still agreed. As a young person, it is impossible to be faked in front of everyone. Moreover, he is completely unnecessary.

"Thank you." The young man smiled and smiled at Lin Feng, very polite.

Lin Feng’s eyes turned and fell on Mu Fan’s body and said, “Please.”

Mu Fan deeply looked at Lin Feng's eyes, but he only saw deep, indifferent, without any sense of tension, let alone fear.

Stepping into the prison, the person in charge of the prison took the Red Flame Magic Lion out of the prison and gave the prison to Lin Feng and Mu Fan.

Mu Fan and Lin Feng are two people, and they stand opposite each other. Lin Feng’s eyes are still so calm, and they are not shocked.

And Mu Fan, the eyelids slightly picked up, said: "Snow Moon Holy Court disciple, Mu Fan, who is the Lord?"

"Death."

Lin Feng said casually.

Suddenly, above the stands, Lin Biao and Lin Hong’s brother and sister, their body shape suddenly trembled.

"Death!"

How familiar the name, this person, even called death.

In the past, Lin Feng in Yangzhou City, Lin Feng is wearing a silver mask, incarnation.

"Lin Feng?" Lin Hong whispered, screaming into a gap, too clever, so he had to doubt the identity of this person.

"Not Lin Feng." Lin Biao shook his head. "If he is Lin Feng, see how we can be so calm, even the eyes just faintly glance at us, not to mention, Lin Feng's talent is not weak, but at the beginning When Yangzhou City was in the same time, it was only two times in Lingwu. Now it is only half a year away. Even if he is more powerful, it is impossible to reach the five realms of Lingwu."

From the dual strength of Lingwujing to the fivefold of Lingwu, there are three realms in the middle. If you want to cross, it is easy to talk. Many people can't improve a realm in one year. Those who can cross two realms are considered geniuses. Talent is the best choice, and it is impossible to cross three realms in half a year.

Lin Hong also nodded and agreed with Lin Biao's words. Lin Feng dared to fight the Red Flame Magic Lion. The strength is obviously fivefold. In his original training in Yangzhou City, it is impossible to make such a big progress.

This time, it is just a coincidence.

Among the prisoners, Mu Fan heard Lin Feng’s words and sneered: “Death? Don’t say anything, I’m going to have a look, why are you so arrogant?”

Said, Mu Fan's body was cold and blooming, stepping out of the foot, Mu Fan, pressing against Lin Feng, a potential, and spontaneous, let Lin Feng feel like a heavy burden.

"Potential?"

Lin Feng’s eyelids were slightly condensed. I didn’t expect the other party to control a kind of potential. It was a very powerful oppressive force. It’s no wonder that the aristocratic children would be willing to give him the Red Flame Magic Lion. This is indeed worthy of Mufan’s talent. He went to win, but the price of this red flame lion was slightly larger.

Seeing Lin Feng's tiny eyes, Mu Fan's eyes showed a smug look. It seems that this person's strength is not so good. I believe that I will be able to win easily with the pressure of the situation.

"The guy with sharp teeth, under the pressure of my general situation, your strength can play up to 50%, and I can play the strength of the 12th floor. You are not my opponent at all, and put forward the life and death prisoner. You are undoubtedly looking for death."

When Mufan spoke, his footsteps crossed, and suddenly, the oppressive trend became more powerful, and the tight pressure on Lin Feng’s body was extremely heavy.

"Potential, how!" Lin Feng sneered, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly, the pressure on his body immediately weakened a few points.

Lifting his footsteps, Lin Feng stepped forward and turned into a phantom, walking through this oppressive trend.

A hurricane hit, and Lin Feng’s clothes were slammed and swayed.

Lin Feng, actually facing this oppressive trend, moving forward.

"Ok?"

Mu Fan wrinkled his brow, and then he snorted, and his footsteps crossed again. Suddenly, the oppressive force made a whistling sound, and it became more and more intense, and rushed to Lin Feng.

However, at this time, Mu Fan only saw Lin Feng raised his palm, and the corner of his mouth smacked a cold arc, Lin Feng, did not care about the oppressive trend, above his palm, a chilling mang The throughput is uncertain, just like the gun of the poison dragon.

The trend is a realm, invisible and invisible, but it can oppress opponents and enhance their own strength. However, the realm of Lin Feng is from the trend, the realm of micro, the higher than the other's potential, unconsciously. In the middle, it can resolve most of the potential of the other side. It can be said that the potential of Mufan does not affect Lin Feng a lot.

The crowd looked at the guns that were black and tremulous, and the heart trembled. Is Lin Feng’s martial art a martial art, gun?

As for Mu Fan, at this time, his brows are slightly wrinkled. The treacherous guns and sorrows have no majestic momentum, and there is no strong sense of pressure. But invisibly reveals the momentum of the people, making his heart tremble, as if There is a strong sense of crisis.

"I control the situation, the attack power is very powerful, and the same is the five-fold cultivation of the spiritual environment. I will be afraid of him."

Mu Fan sneered, his eyes flashed in a sly color, and the footsteps slammed into the ground, suddenly the earth rang and the dust was flying.

And Mu Fan's body, with incomparable momentum, rushed to Lin Feng, above his figure, actually attached a white brilliance, people feel fierce.

"This person, a very powerful strength, a body movement, a strong position, the vitality actually swallowed out, as if to break through."

The crowd sighed, and it seems that Lin Feng is in danger. This person is not a disciple of the Xueyue Holy Apostle, and it is indeed powerful and powerful.

"Oh, this arrogant guy dared to claim to be killed. I bet he couldn't even pick up a brother of Mufan. This blow is enough for his life."

Among the crowds in the Xueyue Shrine, some disciples said, and others immediately echoed and agreed. In their view, Lin Feng was looking for death.

Lin Feng’s eyes are still so calm and indifferent. Everything in the outside world seems to have nothing to do with him. Mufan is stronger and can’t influence him.

The bodies of the two are getting closer and closer, and the oppression of the tyrant is getting stronger and stronger. The loess is flying, and the dust of the sky has buried the shadows of both of them.

On the palm of Lin Feng's palm, the tremulous gunman was condensed to the extreme, and a fascinating brilliance flashed down, sharp and vomiting.

"laugh!"

A soft whistle came out, and the black brilliance that spit out broke through everything, and the cold and cold momentum could not stop it. It was only an instant, and it fell on Mufan’s body, letting Mufan scream and scream Awesome color.

"Into the micro."

A touch of fear, filled in the heart of Mu Fan, the silver monster mask, so embarrassing!

Ps: In the last few days, don't forget the brothers and flowers! ! !