Peerless Martial God

"If you want to roll, give you face, don't look for a dead end?" Lin Feng looked at Li's middle age, his eyes slightly picked up, and then his eyes flashed a hint of indifference.

"Is it?" The footsteps stepped forward slightly, and there was a sword of nowhere, which bloomed from Lin Feng's body.

“Hmmm?” Li’s middle-aged saw Lin Feng’s small step and felt the indifference. His brows provoked him and said: “Do you still want to do it?”

Without speaking, Lin Feng's footsteps stepped on the ground. Suddenly, the sound of the bang came out, the ground under his feet collapsed, and Lin Feng's body volleyed out, and a vast sword was blooming out of his body.

On Lin Feng's body, a glimpse of the brilliance of the sword shines, and it is endless.

"That is, real yuan..."

The eyes of the crowd condensed, Xuanwujing, Lin Feng, is also a strong Xuanwu situation, he just voluntarily withdrew, not to divide the vitality, but there are still people who want him to leave the things in the stone ring, and then roll.

Feng Ting's pupils contracted for a while, and the heart beats. Lin Feng, who turned out to be the strongest of Xuanwujing, refused Lin Feng's request with her, and also provoked others to deal with Lin Feng.

In the middle age, the surname is a brow, and the fine mans shot out. Lin Feng, without saying a word, will fight directly with him.

The power of the true Yuan dynasty bloomed from the body, and the surname of the middle age was indifferent: "I don't know the good guy, I will teach you something."

After all, his body was also shot out of the air, toward Lin Feng, the palm of his hand slightly curved, a black palm-like palm appeared there, swallowing black light.

"sword!"

A low drink, spit out from Lin Feng's mouth, in the void, the heaven and earth madness of the rotation, a sword of the real yuan, in the hands of Lin Feng's hands, releasing the horrible sword.

"The sword of the sun!"

Not yet to the other side, Lin Feng's sword, slowly swinging, unhappy, this sword, can even be called slow, but full of vigorous vitality, such as the sun rising, not dazzling, but beautiful, Attracting the attention of the crowd.

The middle-aged mouth of Li’s surname has a sneer smile, a ridiculous sword, and a flashy, how can this sword collide with him, and it can be broken with a single blow.

The crowd also secretly shook their heads, the same is Xuanwujing, but Lin Feng, should be just advanced into the Xuanwujing, the combat power is still weak, it should not be an opponent.

However, Lin Feng looks still, the sword is still moving forward.

The slow sword, like the sun, rises and becomes more beautiful, brighter and brighter.

"kill!"

Li surnamed a middle-aged anger, as the black palm of the hook swung away, with a scent of destruction, heart-rending.

However, this heart-rending black, when it collided with the slow sword, was swallowed up in an instant, disappearing without a trace, only the light of the sword is still so beautiful, so attractive, As if there is nothing, it can take away the brilliance of the sword.

"Well?" The eyes of the crowd were slightly condensed. The sword seemed to be slow and dull, but gave them a feeling of beauty that attracted their attention, as if nothing could steal the brilliance of the sword.

The young man surnamed Li also frowned, and then his body receded. However, he found that he had retired, and the sword still seemed to be in front of his eyes, unable to open the distance.

The sword is still slow, but it follows the shadow, followed by him, and the light is getting brighter and brighter.

The rising sun is slow, but it is beautiful, rising, and brighter, until the sun shines.

The sword, or the sword, is even the sword of the sword, but it seems to contain many kinds of changes, constantly strengthening, the eyes of the crowd solidified, and then they suddenly found that it became a dazzling sword, directly 斩In the middle age of the surname, when the prosperousness was exhausted, a young man’s forehead appeared a blood mark on his forehead, and then his body fell down into the air.

Xuanwu strong, dead!

Only a sword, he wants Lin Feng to surrender the storage ring, then roll, Lin Feng kills him, only used a sword, until death, the young man surnamed Li still has the look of unbelievable and regretful, he is arrogant The strong, it was killed, the death is worthless, inexplicable.

"Looking for a dead end!" Lin Feng spit out a voice in his mouth, and gave the other party his words to the other party. Unfortunately, the surname Li has not heard it in the middle age.

Turning back, Lin Feng’s eyes swept away the other five people, and said indifferently: "I quit, not because I am afraid of you, I know this vitality, I can’t swallow it, the Imperial City, there will be some big forces to snatch, personal The power is very small, and it is impossible to hold this huge piece of the nine-sword front."

"You, like me, can't hold it anymore. At most, like me, I won some Yuanshi and then walked. It's ridiculous that the guy doesn't even know who he is, and I have to hand over the storage ring. This kind of waste strength, I really want to swallow this piece of vitality."

The other five people looked at the micro-coagulation. When people encountered heavy treasures, the instinctive reaction was to win the heavy treasure and annex it. At that time, their hearts were not calm. Just now, they also gave birth to the same as the young people. The idea of ​​annexing the vitality, especially Lin Feng, also deliberately said that they gave up their greed, but Lin Feng’s words were undoubtedly pouring a cold water on them.

They can't swallow it.

"It's better for us to join hands and win this vitality. If someone comes, we will deal with it together. How?"

One of them does not want to give up, and the vitality, even if there is only one corner, it is enough for him to cultivate for continuous improvement, and no longer need to take into account the problem of Yuanshi. After all, the strong people of Xuanwujing practice and consume the number of Yuanshi. Very terrifying, if you only cultivate with the strength of the heavens and the earth in the air, then the cultivation speed is too slow.

"Impossible, the strength of our six people is still too weak. Grab the Yuanshi. How much can you get? If you get some powerful forces from the Imperial City, you can't get it."

Lin Feng said indifferently, there is news of the vitality of the place, can not hide, and soon the big forces of the Imperial City will know.

The family, the moon, and even the royal family are all likely to participate in the battle for the vitality. Six of them, who want to hold a piece of vitality, are simply impossible.

The other five people are unrecognizable, but Lin Feng is telling the truth. Some of the great forces of the Imperial City are not what they can deal with. They can only grab a few Yuanshi and count how much they can get before they arrive.

Unwilling, I have to admit it, only listen to Lin Feng’s words.

One person flickered and drilled directly into the veins, but received Yuanshi. Soon, some people started to win the Yuanshi.

"Ah..." A scream came out, only to see the **** of a wind home dying, the strong man of the black robes Xuanwujing said indifferently: "This kind of waste also wants to divide the stone."

After that, many screams came out one after another. Many Fengjia guards who robbed Yuanshi were killed. As long as they were met by the five people, they died.

There is no strength, but also want to divide the Yuanshi, a dead end, the strongest of the Xuanwujing, no one is good, under the tiger's mouth, you can let them come.

Soon, the wind home guards did not dare to grab the Yuanshi again, and returned to the ground, his face was ugly.

Feng Ting originally wanted to grab some Yuanshi, but it was stopped by Lin Feng. Her eyes glanced at her coldly and said: "If you still see your face, kill."

Lin Feng spit out the voice, killing the shackles, making Feng Ting stiff and pale.

Just now, she betrayed Lin Feng, telling Li’s middle-aged Lin Feng that she had Jiuyang grass. Lin Feng had enough reason to kill her. Her beautiful face was very ugly in Lin Feng’s eyes.

"Miss, let's go." The old man next to Feng Ting took the wind Ting, Lin Feng is such a strong person, not that they can offend, not to go, Lin Feng will kill the wind Ting, he really regrets, why refused at that time Lin Feng.

After the two of them left, the guards followed them, and their eyes flashed.

Lin Feng did not care for them, and his keen consciousness spread out, specializing in the collection of Chinese Yuanshi and Shangpin Yuanshi.

At this time, a sound of the demon beast came out, the earth seemed to be shaking, many monsters came to this side.

At the same time, there are several teams in the Imperial City, whistling in the void, constantly rushing to the direction of Guan Jianfeng.

Ps: Being smothered by others, I can't afford to hurt. I still go to work early in the morning, I want to reward the flowers with a passion. The texts without traces are more passionate, and the flowers are still four. Just add more.