Peerless Martial God

"Xiao Feng." A voice came and I saw a middle-aged man in the courtyard. This person is slender and strong, and is similar to Lin Feng.

"Father." This person is Lin Hai's main Lin Hai, but also Lin Feng's father. The fusion of souls makes Lin Feng have the thoughts of two people. Therefore, this father is very natural, and Lin Feng does not feel that there is anything wrong with it.

"Xiaofeng, you... well!" The lines on the forest surface trembled. When Lin Feng was sent back to the Lin family, he was dying and dying. He was in a state of fainting. Lin Hai had no hope, and even began to be Lin Feng. Prepare for the aftermath, but at this moment, he actually saw a living son appear in front of himself, how can he not like it.

"Well, father, I have completely recovered." Lin Feng saw Lin Hai's excited look smile, feeling very warm, after the death of the last grandfather, he alone faced the warmth of people, never enjoyed this warm feeling.

"Good, good." Lin Hai took a heavy shot of Lin Feng's shoulder, watching the stone pillars that turned into stone powder flashed a glimpse of the fine mans, his brothers are waiting for him and then rob him The position of the owner, I did not expect Lin Feng to recover so soon, the **** must be very disappointed.

At this time, Lin Hai’s body suddenly burst into a chill of chills, and Lin Feng felt that his body was frozen.

"Father is not the strongest person in the spirit of the martial arts. The scent of light can freeze the martial arts of the weak." Lin Feng’s heart whispered, the martial art was first and foremost a gas martial art, inviting the heavens and the earth into the body, tempering the body and tempering. Wuhun, until the birth of infuriating, into the realm of Lingwu, you can cultivate mastery of the magical law, one step to kill one person, powerful and incomparable, Lin Hai is the strong man of the spirit of the environment.

"Xiao Feng, who did it?" Lin Hai's face was gloomy. When Lin Feng was sent back, he was dying. The other party wanted Lin Feng's life. In fact, the other party did indeed have the life of 'Lin Feng'.

"Father, this matter is left to the child to solve it himself." Lin Feng did not tell Lin Hai that he was injured by Lin Heng, the son of San Shu. In the family, his uncle and uncle were arrogant, and they were the leader of the family, and whether Strength and power are not weaker than Lin Hai, and Lin Heng is a good talent. It is the leader of the children of Yunhai Zong, so they dare to hurt Lin Feng.

This hatred, Lin Feng must report by himself, the martial arts can not accommodate a little bit of sand, any demons are obstacles to the military.

Lin Hai looked at his son with some surprises. I saw that Lin Feng changed his former style and his eyes were firm. He still saw a little bit of ruin.

It seems that this time Xiaofeng was blessed in disguise. Lin Hai was pleased and nodded. "Tomorrow with me to open a clan, I will see how they abolish my patriarch."

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Night, lonely as water.

In the Linjia Zizhu forest, Lin Feng is kneeling on the ground, and there is a dark shadow behind him. This virtual shadow is almost completely integrated into the night, it is the dark Wuhun.

Lin Feng discovered in his cultivation that when he used the Dark Wuhun, his cultivation speed was increased by five times, so he ignored the mental exhaustion and used the Wuhun. Since God gave him the chance to be born again, he certainly Live a good life, in the nine continents, only the strong, respected, respected, able to call for the rain.

The faint milky white brilliance is like a beam of fluorescent light in the night, wrapping the body of Lin Feng. This is a situation in which the heavens and the earth are full of vitality to a certain extent.

The talented person, the cultivation speed is extremely fast, let the heaven and earth gather in his body and form the aperture, and at this time, Lin Feng is obviously in this state.

At this time, Lin Feng breathed smoothly, his face was calm and peaceful, and in the body, the vitality of the heavens and the earth flowed in the body, dissolved in the blood, strong bones.

For a long time, a group of light flashes, Lin Feng's body suddenly turned into a bottomless pit, and instantly swallowed the body of the milky white world into the body, clean.

Open his eyes, a glimpse of the glory, like a glimpse of the stream, Lin Feng stood up, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, broke through, one night and one realm, at this moment he has already reached the six-fold atmosphere.

However, Lin Feng is not satisfied. From the memory, he knows that the nine-heavy realm of Qiwu is only the beginning of the cultivation of the warrior. The real peerless powerer can fly in the air and travel outside the clouds. What a free and easy, in the past life Come to that is a generation of gods.

I thought that Lin Feng began to sway his fists, and the fists whistled. The bamboos that were pointed out burst into bursts, and a powerful space wave destroyed the Zizhulin.

The gas and martial arts are divided into nine categories, each of which increases the weight of the realm. At this moment, he is a six-pronged martial arts, with a power of six kilograms. If he uses the nine-heavy wave that has been cultivated to the sixth, he will be able to issue six The powerful force of 1,500 kilograms, but in Lin Feng's view, this is not enough. If it can cultivate the nine-wave to the seventh heavy, a wave of fierce waves, then he should be able to have seven kilograms of power, equivalent to gas The pure power of the Seventh Heavy Armed Forces.

The strength of the six thousand kilograms is so fierce, the fragile Zizhu continues to burst, and the whole space is like the ocean waves, only the whistling boxing and boxing.

At this moment, a curved bamboo in the distance did not burst in the boxing wind, but rebounded back, falling in the eyes of Lin Feng, letting his eyes condense, and the speed of punching slowed down.

"Nine waves, is the martial arts created according to the waves and waves. The waves are stronger than the waves, and the hegemony is fierce. However, it is the wave, except for the hegemonic side, there should be his soft side, only the soft and soft, Can go forward."

In the mind, the flash of light flashed, and Lin Feng’s fist was no longer just fierce, but slowly progressed, when it was just soft.

"Drink!" Lin Feng shouted, a boxing out.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

The sound of bursting is one after another, six explosions, seven explosions... eight explosions!

Where the boxing wind passes, the purple bamboo is turned into a powder.

"Eight waves, so strong." Lin Feng saw the vacuum in front of the deep breath, stopped punching, and realized the essence of the Jiu Lang wave, he actually broke through two realms, reaching the Eight Waves, you must know that martial arts cultivation is more and more Difficult, the five-person people in the martial arts can easily comprehend the five waves, but the eight martial arts in the martial arts are not necessarily able to make eight waves, but Lin Feng did.

"Now I should have the strength of 75,000 kilograms. As long as I realize that the softness and the softness are the same, it is the time when the nine waves are big." Lin Feng’s heart is dark, and the martial arts are getting harder and harder to cultivate, but the power is definitely The increase in the number of times, today he has a powerful strength of 7 thousand five hundred kilograms, even in the face of the Qi Wujing seven strong players can also fight.

In the past, Lin Feng, he couldn't even beat the ordinary five-mart martial arts in the martial arts. He was despised by people, and now Lin Feng came to this world for one day, and he had the strength of the Qiwu martial arts in the martial arts, directly crossing the two. a realm.