Peerless Martial God

The bells and drums, the cliffs, the winds and the whistling, the swords and the air sweeping, the space on the entire cliff has become extremely violent, full of sharp swords.

Especially in the space surrounded by the eight-sided bells and drums, the swords that were completely whistling were submerged, and the sounds of humming and thundering continued to spread, as if playing the movement of the sword.

Lin Feng forgot how many swords he had waved. In his body, a light curtain of white sword covered his whole person, and the powerful swordsmanship echoed from the eight-sided bell was constantly bombarded. Above the light curtain, Lin Feng at the moment is full of large and small wounds.

But at the moment, he seems to have forgotten everything, just immersed in the infinite swordsmanship, defense, attack, and defense.

If someone is here, it will be exclaimed that this guy will not be killed. The attacking sword has just been defended. He will immediately throw a thundering sword to the eight-sided bell, and then bear the eight-sided bell and drum. The double-spirited attack of the blooms, under the cycle, there is only Jianqi, there is no end.

"There is still no sound." Lin Feng is very awake at this moment. Although it is dangerous to do so, he also understands how much his progress has been. He used to practice according to the thundering sword method. He thought he was almost at the extreme, but at the moment he found the kendo. There is no ultimate at all, people are strong, and swords are strong.

At first he tried to attack one side of the drum with half the strength, and then attacked both sides and three sides until he attacked the eight-sided bell and drum at the same time, so he was subjected to more and more powerful counterattack force, and he would be hurt by the sword if he was not careful. And his sword method is gradually getting stronger in this process.

Immediately, Lin Feng tried to strengthen the attack power and exert the strength of the sixth and seventh floors. Every time he thought he had reached his limit, but he found that there are limits at the limit. Now he attacks the eight-faced clock with seven layers of attack. The drum, suffering from eight rebounding swords that surpassed his full strength, but he still managed to persevere.

But unfortunately, the bells and drums are still only making a buzzing sound, but no sound is heard.

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Fengyunxia, ​​life and death, surrounded by countless people.

"What happened in the end, even the elders came in person." The crowd looked at the figure on the stage of life and death, and the mind was puzzled.

"That is the morning star brother, the strongest disciple of the outer door two months ago, because he defeated the inner disciple and stepped into the inner door, how did he appear here."

"Oh, what is the morning star, you have not seen the butcher and the sorcerer brother are there."

"What, you said that they have a butcher and a sorcerer?"

The crowd is noisy and there are many arguments. The butcher is very famous in Yunhaizong. It is said to be the strongest one among the inner disciples. As for the Linghu River, Yunhaizong can say that no one does not know him, the first one of the core disciples, that is It is said that the strongest of all the disciples of Yunhaizong, it is said that the strength of Linghuhe Mountain has surpassed many ancestral elders.

Such a strong lineup appears here, how can it be amazing.

In the distant sky, there was a gust of wind coming from the air. I saw the big birds in the air, and spread their wings, so they were not arrogant.

"Come." A group of people on the death and death stage looked at the figure flying in the air, and their hearts were tight.

Dapeng's speed is very fast, and the moment comes to the front. The crowds of Yunhaizong are in awesome, and the sound of air-conditioning is one after another.

"God, that is actually a person, two people, there is a beautiful woman in Dapeng's arms."

The crowd only feels that the breathing is accelerating, the body is Dapeng, the air is empty, and there is a beautiful woman, how shocking the picture, this is too strong for these foreign disciples.

"Sorry, let you wait a long time." A voice came, Dapeng fell directly on the stage of life and death, the speed is so incredible, the crowd can see it clearly, the Dapeng bird is a martial art, the wings open, as if The real Dapeng, and the owner of the Wuhun is a young man, his eyes are as handsome as a demon.

"Good young, Dapeng Wuhun, a powerful Wuhun, how strong his strength will be."

"Wait a minute, I heard that the first person of the core disciple of the 皓月宗, Dapeng Gongzi, is a Dapeng bird, able to travel the sky, is extremely powerful, is this person..."

"Yes, Dapeng Gongzi really deserved his name, and he was able to take care of himself with his own body." Yun Haizong elder Mo Xie smiled, and this person was the first disciple of Qi Yuezong, Chu Zhanpeng, not long ago. Yun Haizong received a letter, written by Chu Zhanpeng, saying that he wanted to see Yun Chaozong's outstanding disciples, and pointed out that he would come directly to life and death. The intention is self-evident and it is a challenge.

Chu Zhanpeng is known as Dapeng Gongzi. It is very famous throughout the snowy country. It ranks sixth in the snowy country and is extremely strong. It can be said that no one in Yunhaizong can beat him, even if it is a fox. Heshan is not his opponent, so Yunhaizong is not willing to let Zongmen disciples fight with Chu Zhanpeng, but others are challenging the door, Yunhaizong can only play **** the scalp.

"The elders have won the prize. This is my sister Lin Biao. I was promoted to Lingwu Realm not long ago. This time I came to my sister. She heard that Yunhaizong disciples are strong, so I want to see and hope for elders. I am able to complete and send a training to a considerable disciple and my sister."

Chu Zhanpeng introduced some beautiful girls around him, and Junyi’s face like a demon always has a smile.

Mo Xie secretly Chu Zhanpeng, this guy is so arrogant, falling from the air, apparently prepared, but the other party first holds him Yunhaizong.

"Morning Star, you go to learn with Lin Biao girl." Morning Star just defeated the inner disciple when he stepped into Lingwu two months ago. Now he has become a peak in Lingwu, if he wins. Without Lin Biao, the disciples of Yunhai Zongling Wujing’s rebuilding will not win the other side.

"Yes, elders." Morning Star nodded and came to the center of the life and death, while Lin Biao stood opposite him.

"Sister, I want to do it." Morning Star's martial arts released, and suddenly a layer of rock climbed to the morning star, making him look like a stone man.

"This is the rock martial arts of the morning star brother, not only defensive metamorphosis, but also the attack is very strong, the morning star brothers can certainly win." Someone saw the morning star using the rock martial arts suddenly had confidence.

Although it seems to be wrapped in rocks, the speed of the morning star is still very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, Lin Meng’s fist is rushing to the thin Lin Biao, so many people are some Lin Biao. worry.

"Ice." Lin Biao whispered, a chill spread from her, and even frozen the morning star's stone fist, so that the morning star only felt the fists aggravated, extremely clumsy.

At this moment, Lin Biao's hands were directly holding the morning star's fist. In an instant, the ice spread and the iron arm was once again attached with a layer of frost. Even the morning star's body was frozen. .

"Awesome hail ability." Mo Xie screamed that the martial arts would have a martial arts by nature, but the same martial arts used different powers in different hands, which is related to the strength of the martial art itself and the martial arts of cultivation. Related to talent.

However, Mo Xie does not worry about the morning star. After all, the morning star has a rock martial soul and has strong defense.

"Fire." Lin Biao once again sighed, and suddenly a hot breath spread to the morning star's body. After the ice was cold, it was burned by the fire. The rock burst instantly, only the morning star screamed, and everyone saw it. His body flew out.

"Ice, fire." Mo Xie's eyes flashed a sharp edge, his heart trembled, the same martial arts, this must be the same soul.

"The strength of Lin Biao Shimei is high, I am defeated." Morningstar lowered his head and retreated to the back of Moxie. The crowd was defeated and defeated.

The other two came to challenge, and one of the big Yun Haizong’s selected ones was defeated. Everyone only felt the face burning.

Chu Zhanpeng still took the kind of smiling smile and swept the crowd. He said, "Oh, Yun Haizong can have such a strength at random. It is extraordinary. My sister is the best in the same world." Very few people can beat her."

"Chu had originally wanted to see Yun Haizong's outstanding children, but because there is one more thing to ask the elders to complete, the matter of discussion will be put aside and talk later."

"What is it?" Mo Xie's face was a little stiff and asked.

"Lin Feng, the son of my uncle, is not honored, insults the elders, and is extremely rampant, hurting his brothers, and he is a foreign disciple of Yun Haizong. I hope that the elders can hand him over to me. I think Yun Haizong also I don't like to have such a disciple."

Mo Xie heard this and realized it in an instant. This is the purpose of Chu Zhanpeng. Chu Zhanpeng knows that if he asks Yun Haizong directly, Yun Haizong will definitely not agree. After all, this is detrimental to Yun Haizong’s face, but Chu Zhanpeng But it is very clever. Although Lin Biao defeated the morning star, he gave Yun Haizong a face in words.

Of course, if Mo Xie does not agree with Chu Zhanpeng, I am afraid that Chu Zhanpeng will not speak so well.

"It seems that Chu Zhanpeng is interesting to this Lin Biao. Otherwise, he will not personally come to Yunhai Zong for her. The ice and fire is the same as the Wuhun. It is really good. As for a foreign disciple, let him take it away." Mo Xie In the moment, there was a decision in the heart, and he told the people around him: "Go to bring Lin Feng."

Chu Zhanpeng smiled when he heard Mo Xie, and Lin Biao’s eyes flashed a hint of coldness.

As for Lin Feng, where will you know what happened in Fengyun Gorge.

At this moment, he is surrounded by countless swords. Every sword is enough to kill him. The dark martial arts are released to the extreme. Lin Feng will display the thunder and swords to the point where he can't imagine, and the sword will become a white aperture. The thunder of the thunder and the sigh of the torn space echoed, terrifying.

Moreover, at this time, Lin Feng did not have any reservations, and constantly bombarded the eight-sided drum with all its strength.