Peerless Martial God

The door to the forbidden land slowly opened, and Lin Feng and his dreams stepped out of it. At this moment, all the eyes were solidified.

Lin Feng, he came out with the hand of dreams, the face of the dream is still indifferent, but it is allowed to hold Lin Feng, as if it is natural, very quiet, and the ultimate chill in her body, then Disappear.

"Good match."

The crowd sighed with a sigh of relief. At this moment, they naturally understood the relationship between the dream and Lin Feng. They also understood why the dream of the Zifu ancestor after Lin Feng’s death was so angry and angered.

Because the dream is the same as Duan Xinye, her beloved is also Lin Feng, this frivolous Qingxiu youth.

The dream and Lin Feng walked together, just as Duan Xinye and Lin Feng walked together, they actually felt very good, they were all too good.

In the face of Lin Feng's talent, the crowd feels inferior, and in the face of the dreamy face and unparalleled strength, they are more self-defeating, only Lin Feng and the dream come together, let them feel calm, just right, as if they It should have been a natural pair, and only a genius like Lin Feng can be worthy of such a peerless woman.

Purple clothes and purple spirit also looked at Lin Feng and dreams, purple clothes head down, feeling deep inferiority, she, residual flowers and willows, and dreams, face and face, but even Xuanwujing can kill, such Woman, love Lin Feng, Lin Feng swears a sentence, she just walked to Lin Feng, her purple clothes would have thought that Lin Feng had any intentions for her, even she felt a little ridiculous.

What does she compare to her dreams? What does she take with Duan Xinye? Compared to their two women, she did not know how far.

"I didn't expect Lin Feng to be so powerful, not only strong and talented, but also two women like him." Purple Ling muttered, some envious of Lin Feng.

However, Duan Xinye at this time saw the hands held by the two men, their eyes flickering, and then the eyes fell down, and there was a bit of resentment.

For the first time, she found that she would be compared to another woman. This is something she never thought of, but she had to face reality, dreams, whether it was the holy temperament or the appearance of the city, she was better than her. It’s even better, it’s rare in the world.

Dreams, but also like Lin Feng, and, Lin Feng is also interested in her.

Lin Feng also saw Duan Xinye, a bitter smile on his face, complicated in his heart, and he was single in his previous life. Why do so many excellent women in this world care about themselves?

"Give me two horses."

Lin Feng said a faint voice, suddenly, someone was forced to bring two red blood.

"Xin Ye, you are riding a horse, we should go back."

Lin Feng said to Duan Xinye, Duan Xinye nodded slightly, she has been missing for so long, the emperor should also be anxious.

Walking to the side of the red blood, Duan Xinye's body is a cross, and she is directly on the horse. Although she is expensive, she is a martial artist who can't even ride a horse.

"Dream, let's get on."

Lin Feng's gaze fell on the dream, and his dream nodded slightly. His body spanned and volleyed, and he immediately crossed another red blood horse.

When she stepped on it, Lin Feng’s body trembled slightly, sitting directly behind her dreams, her hands circling from her willows, holding on her reins, letting her dreams tremble, this guy . .

"go!"

Lin Feng yanked the reins, the red blood horse screamed and rushed out, and the suddenly accelerated horse made the dream body lean backwards, leaning against Lin Feng's chest, two people, one riding, galloping on the mountain road.

"Protect the princess."

Lin Feng’s voice came, and the person of the Red Blood Sword had a gaze, and he stepped over to the war horse, followed by Duan Xinye, and ran out toward the mountain.

"princess!"

The crowd looked at the horseshoes that were gradually disappearing. The heart could not be calmed for a long time. That section of Xinye was really a princess, the princess of Xueyueguo.

Na Lin Feng, who is it? There is such a team of such **** followers, as well as princesses and dreams of such a woman who loves the city.

Above the ancient road, the red blood horses rushed and the dust rolled.

Two figures sat on top of the horse. One of them was as beautiful as a fairy, the other was handsome and handsome, and his face was a bit frivolous.

The wind blowing in the face blew the two long hairs and fluttered in the air.

Horses, beautiful people, ancient roads, negative swords, like a picture, a picturesque picture.

The dream is quiet and resting in the arms of Lin Feng. The two of them did not speak, just quietly enjoying this dreamlike poetry.

Even if this ancient road is forever, it will still be beautiful.

At the end of the broken edge, when Lin Feng was close, he and the man and the man were keenly aware that someone stared at himself and hid in the mountains.

The Red Blood Warrior slowly stopped, and Lin Feng yelled at the broken edge of the horizon: "Red blood leads the majesty, Red Blood Day Sword Camp, Lin Feng."

The blade was quiet and there was no sound. The whole mountain range was quiet, but Lin Feng was able to clearly feel the crisis.

"The Red Blood Legion, the Red Blood Tianjian Camp, Lin Feng, borrowed a broken edge."

Lin Feng didn't know who the person was on the edge of the broken blade, and once again snorted, then he stepped forward and rushed out.

Just a moment, Lin Feng and the red-blooded horses riding on the dreams entered the narrow road in the middle of the broken edge, and ran on the narrow.

"Ok?"

But at this time, Lin Feng's brow was picked, and only the sound of the air broke out. In the air, there were many arrows that shot toward the narrow road and went straight to him.

With a wave of his hand, the brilliance of the sword of the mad tyrant flashed out, and the arrow that was shot at him was instantly broken by the shackles, and the red blood horse was still running.

However, the sound of the whistling did not stop, and the arrows turned into arrows and shot toward him, as if to seal the road and prevent him from moving forward.

"Dream, kill."

Lin Feng’s mouth was indifferent and spit out a voice, and his face was expressionless. He had already shouted at the end of the broken blade, affirming that he was a member of the Red Blood Legion, but the other party still kept the arrows without scruples. If you want his life, if you do, there is nothing to say.

When the voice fell, Lin Feng’s body was empty and the toes were lightly tapped on the sky, and he climbed along the cliff.

The figure of dreams is directly volleyed up, floating like a fairy, shining on the cliff, like a fairy stroll.

Just for a moment, Lin Feng came to a boulder. Here, the famous sergeant was preparing to continue to shoot the arrow at Lin Feng, but when they saw that Lin Feng was easy to come to the front, the eyelids could not help but shake, hold The bow and arrow hand is stiff there.

"Sure enough, Snow Sergeant."

Lin Feng looked at the armor on the other side, his face was indifferent. He had learned from his dreams that the last battle, the two armies killed, and there were countless deaths and injuries. Finally, because it was near the snowy month, the country was decided to retreat. Tianya, controlled by Xueyue.

But it is these snowy sergeants who, after he entered the end of the broken edge, constantly shot arrows and wanted his life.

"Who are you, who ordered?"

Lin Feng looked at the other side indifferently, and his body was chilly. However, the other party did not say a word, discarding the bow and arrow, and the arrow in his hand directly stabbed Lin Feng.

"court death."

Lin Feng said coldly, a wave of palms, a touch of cold light, the other body's body instantly stiff, and then slowly fell.

After killing this person, Lin Feng’s body continued to flash and stepped into the unity of heaven and man. All the hidden people in the broken edge could not escape his keen sense.

Just a moment, Lin Feng appeared again before a Snowy Sergeant, straight into the theme: "Who is the order?"

The other party sank and did not speak.

"Dead!" Lin Feng did not have a little patience, the palm of the hand once again waved, in a flash, another person was killed by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, do not need to spend with them, the big broken edge of the horizon, he does not believe that no one speaks.

The figure kept flashing, and the life died on the edge of the broken blade. Not only was Lin Feng in the slaughter, but also in the massacre. Lin Feng opened her mouth and she killed.

Lin Feng, he even forgot that this is the land of the snowy moon, the last barrier of the Broken Blade City, just keep killing.

After going through that battlefield, his rules became even simpler. Whoever wants him to die, he will die.

He battled the battlefield for the snowy country, how is the snowy moon against him? How to treat Liu Wei?

The princess was desecrated, the army rebelled, the Mo Yue attack, the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, blood is actually a conspiracy, Xueyue does not care, he Lin Feng, why care?

He is a stranger of the world. He does not have any sense of belonging to Xueyue. If one day, Xueyue wants him to die, he will smash the sword and snowmoon!

Ps: After returning home to have a shower, it is already at 9:30, and I havetened to update it. Now, today, two chapters, take a break and raise the spirit. . Make up tomorrow. Brothers forgive me!