Peerless Martial God

"A strong momentum, a good man." The crowd trembled, secretly said.

And the four people who are in the moon, their eyes are stiff. In the Tianshan restaurant, they provoked Lin Feng, and the cold moon is overbearing. They cut directly with Lin Feng and others, but Lin Feng, silent, very calm, they Lin Feng is timid and weak, but at this time, the momentum of this bloom makes them understand that Lin Feng, not afraid, but disdain, disdain for the artistic conception of the knife contained in the cold moon.

Feel the incomparable sharp sword, the cold brows like a knife also slightly wrinkled, Lin Feng at this time, he is even more sharp than him, perhaps, this is the real Lin Feng, revealing fangs.

However, the person who repaired the knife, sharp and overbearing, went forward without a front, with a knife, annihilated everything, even if the other party is very strong, but the cold moon, still not afraid, without a little retreat, his cold moon can understand the knife, the true love Knife, Wu Knife, Knife, and the name of Knife are not the name of the wave, but he is arrogant and somewhat unintentional, but this cannot deny his talent.

Brilliant brilliance, the moon is in the hand, the cold light is as clean and cold as the moon.

"The top grade of the spirit of the moon, cold moon, was actually used by him * the moon, this person, who is why, why have not heard of it before."

Many people have a dark heart. At this time, the cold moon has no side to heart. The whole person seems to be a knife. People, integrated into the knife, are extremely sharp.

"I admit that I am jealous of you, but compared to me, you are still worse." The crescent moon is in the hand, the knife and the cold moon's body once again have the meaning of the world to bloom, no one in sight, still do not put Lin Feng in his eyes.

"I am a five-year-old man with a knife in the cold, and I have no knives and martial arts in the moon. I have self-cultivation and self-realization. I have learned the power of the sword and stepped into the realm of the situation. Within one year, I have defeated many of the same doors of the ancestors of the month. Name, I have learned a knife, a name, you can die under this knife, enough to be proud."

The cold moon slowly said that there was no one in the eyes. The crowd heard his words and nodded secretly. The cold moon was indeed a genius. It was a genius, and it was a powerful knife. It was estimated that Lin Feng was not as good as him.

"You don't know the knife at all. Your so-called genius is just compared with some mediocrity." Lin Feng said with a sneer: "I am different from you, repairing the sword, only one year is more than enough, I also realized a few strokes of swordsmanship, you Let's try it."

“Is there more than a year?” The crowd looked awkward, Lin Feng’s sword, only more than a year? Can it be so strong in more than a year?

Also, Lin Feng said that cold moon, do not know the knife, genius is compared with mediocrity, this is not to say that they, Lin Feng, a big tone, which makes them feel a little dissatisfied.

"Well, remember, this trick is called a shadow."

The cold moon slowly said, stepping out of the step, no longer has the potential to cover the knife, but the introverted knife, into the micro knife.

"Lone shadow!"

A whisper, a knife flashing, loneliness, shadow, confusion, no direction.

This is the artistic conception of this knife. Even the knife itself is lonely and has no direction. Into the realm of the micro, the knife that has fallen, although there is only one knife, it seems to contain millions of changes, elusive, shadow, shadow, how can Captured, this knife fell, no one can take it.

In the past, the cold moon only used this trick, the same level of opponents, directly kill, even if he is stronger than him, the nine people who are spiritually martial, kill.

Lonely shadow, ghosts and horror, no one has caught this micro-knife, not to mention, the cold moon at this time, is the use of the top of the sword.

"Lin Feng, dead."

"This knife has no solution at all. The moon is not a knife, and the ice sheet is far worse than him."

When the crowd saw the artistic conception contained in this knife, the heart was trembled. They faintly understood why the knife of the knife son would be dead.

Lonely, invisible, invisible knife, the crowd seems to have seen Lin Feng being killed on the spot, hehe, a soft bang, let the pupils suddenly shrink.

"what happened?"

The crowd's heart trembled, and the crescent moon smashed down and was lonely. However, Lin Feng did not, and the good end stood there, in front of Lin Feng, a sword, standing there, very common The vertical is there, but on this sword, there is another knife on it, but it can't move forward half a step. This knife is blocked by the plain sword. It is a remnant moon.

"How can it be?"

The crowd stared at the plain sword, the ordinary sword that stood there, but blocked the knife of the shadow, and no one even saw how Lin Feng did it.

"I said, you don't know the knife."

Lin Feng said quietly, watching the cold moon's unbelievable eyes, the sword, slowly swinging out, a sword cold light Kyushu moving, incomparable, bright sword!

"Into the micro!"

Cold moon heart violently trembled, the knife into the micro, blocked in front of the sword, but heard a crisp sound coming out, the moon knives flew into the air, accompanied by a bright red blood, the cold moon's body mad, abandoned the sword mad If he did not enter the micro-environment, Lin Feng’s sword would kill him.

Lin Feng reached out and copied it. He took the crescent moon in his hand and immediately took it out. He said: "Heavy knife!"

The knives gaze at the gaze, and the crescent moon thrown by Lin Feng is in his hand. The pupil under the mask flashes a brilliance.

Lin Feng actually fulfilled his promise and gave him the crescent moon. Although it was used, it did not matter.

Lin Feng, already expected that the cold moon will shoot him, this moon, whether he is auctioned at the time, will be his.

Cold Moon bowed his head and looked at a long blood mark on his arm. His eyes solidified there. His knife didn't even have a chance to touch Lin Feng. Lin Feng easily blocked it, and Lin Feng's sword, a sword at random. He can't take it anymore, this is the gap, the naked gap.

The arrogant words are still echoing in my mind. He said that Lin Feng is dying, and he is dead under the shadow of the shadow. He is proud, but the reality is ironic. As Lin Feng said, he does not know the knife at all. The name of his so-called genius is nothing compared to mediocrity.

"I have learned the knife since I was young, and he has repaired the sword for more than a year, but he has easily defeated me. My pride, what is it, what is my pride, where is it from?"

Cold Moon asked himself, and he had a deep question in his heart, questioning himself and questioning the name of genius.

"I am proud of the lonely shadow, but he is easily blocked, perhaps, I really don't understand the knife."

The heart of the cold moon gave birth to a sense of sadness. There was a bit of sorrow and decadence. His pride was crushed by Lin Feng.

Feel the decadent meaning of the cold moon, Lin Feng smiled indifferently, insulted the dreamer, died!

"kill!"

Step by step, the endless sword rushed out, let the heart of the crowd suddenly tremble, cold moon, to be killed by Lin Feng?

Another genius, want to fall?

Lin Feng’s sword is extremely dazzling. At this moment, the cold moon is decadent and self-deprecating. There is no war, and Lin Fengjian’s eyes are squatting. His eyes are flawed and incomprehensible. It has been repaired for more than ten years. .

"Get out!"

At this time, a phantom emerged, in the distance, behind the cold moon, a figure like a very sharp knife, directly toward Lin Feng, people, is a knife, with a very mean meaning.

"cut!"

Lin Feng's sword waved, banged, the earth tore, Lin Feng snorted, the incomparably sharp knife raging on his body, his footsteps suddenly whirl, crazy back.

"Knife is the tyrant of the arsenal. Success or failure is a common occurrence. People who are stronger are also more powerful than him."

A domineering voice came out in the rolling dust: "Cold moon, just a battle, why bother, I keep his life, waiting for you to kill yourself."

When the voice fell, I saw two figures volleying up and going away, letting the hearts of the crowd tremble fiercely.

Xuanwujing, a strong man with Xuanwujing appeared, one shot repelled Lin Feng, took the cold moon away, and the voice was extremely overbearing.

He said that leaving Lin Feng to the cold moon kill means that he can kill Lin Feng, but deliberately not killing!

"Lin Feng, I am so lucky." The crowd said secretly.

However, at this time, the ground suddenly trembled, a white figure, like a phantom, and instantly shot in the distance, the cold frost, the idea of ​​the crowd was frozen, leaving only the endless cold.

"kill!"

An ice-cold and squeaky voice screamed out, only to see the sky, a cold ice, turned into a bridge of white days, constantly leading to the distance, shot toward the distant figure.

The figure suddenly trembled, and the body accelerated again, like a streamer knife. Then, the white bridge of heaven still slammed behind him, letting him scream and leave a bright red blood in the air. The glare, which made him just a sentence, became a joke!

For Lin Feng, he wants to kill and kill?

Ps; Thank you for the reward of the 61 brothers, every time they give gifts, thank you, today is so tired, ran outside for an afternoon, come back and hurry up the code, and one more, ask for flowers!