Peerless Martial God

Kill the road, kill him a Lingyun.

At this time, Lin Feng’s body was extremely rich in killing, the space was bleak, and the surrounding peach blossoms were rustling, as if they were retreating in the meaning of killing.

Yan Yu Pingsheng looked at Lin Feng, and his face showed a hint of light smile. On the mainland, many people are killing, but there are very few people who can truly achieve their own methods of killing, and at most they can only be called killing.

The real way to kill is a terrible martial art. When rumors are too ancient, there is a demon **** who repairs the martial arts road, kills the people, bloodstained the world, and eventually disappears. It is said that his killing martial arts has broken through the sky. Going away from the void, but the legend is a legend, and the smoke is raining. He has not yet been in contact with the qualifications of the terrorist realm.

Lin Feng, his experience has forced him to go on killing, not killing, people want to kill him, only to kill and kill, smoke and rain have also really felt the killing from Lin Feng, so there will be today After some conversation, since the reality forced Lin Feng to be unable to practice quietly, then he would pull a handful of Lin Feng and send him to kill.

"Lin Feng, I will send you a piece of music."

Yan Yu said to Lin Feng, watching the rain and rain, Lin Feng nodded: "Good."

The smoke and rain reached out and the pieces on the table disappeared. The guqin, which was carried by the smoke and rain, was placed on the stone table.

Lin Feng was sitting opposite the smoke and rain, and did not move. He just watched the smoke and rain and plucked the strings and played the music.

"Hey!"

The strings fluctuated, and the sound of a bang rushed out. On the strings, it seemed that there was a glare from Liman, which made Lin Feng tremble.

The first sound of the piano is the meaning of killing and killing.

"铿,铿,锵..." With the smoke and rain, the fingers of the fingers are fluctuating, and the meaning of killing is getting more and more. Sitting on the opposite side of the smoke and rain, Lin Feng only feels that there is a face-to-face, cold and incomparable, let him The heart is constantly ups and downs, and the same, on him, the same sharp force rushed out of the body, confronting the piano.

The smoke and rain did not lift the head, but the ten fingers kept playing the strings, killing the meaning, the house was endless, and constantly rushed out of the strings.

Faster and faster, the fingers of the smoke and rain are constantly accelerating, and the meaning of killing is getting stronger and stronger.

Soon, with Lin Feng as the center, there is only one killing in the whole piece of the void, no other.

The ruthless killing of the gas into a pure white cyclone, Lin Feng's body enveloped in it, as if to kill the cocoon, extremely dazzling.

If there are other people here, they will find that the meaning of killing has already turned into essence. Lin Feng sits there, but he has been wrapped up in the light of substantial killing, and he has been infiltrated into his body.

The surrounding peach blossoms and peach trees were all riddled with holes, and even a tiny hole was pierced. Even the peach blossoms that were intended to fall were supported by murderousness and stagnated in the void.

Everything seems to have stopped, only the killing is still.

In this killing concept, Lin Feng first tried his best to resist, but as the killing became more and more, Lin Feng, he not only did not resist, even closed his eyes, and his mind was completely immersed in the killing of this shrouded world.

Yan Yu raised his head and looked at Lin Feng, his face was getting more and more smiling.

Lin Feng entered the state, faster than he imagined. It is no wonder that he can have such a realm at such an age, and his combat power is far beyond the realm. Lin Feng’s understanding is extraordinary.

However, the rain and rain did not stop. In his life, he encountered a lot of geniuses, three disciples, talents are the top choices, some inherit his martial arts, some inherit his music, but after contact with Lin Feng The smoke and rain are still unable to hold back the love of this younger generation.

It can be said that his love for Lin Feng’s character is better than his three disciples.

Be frank, blame, and decisive.

His big disciple is very talented, but he is a man, his mind is too deep, step by step, even his teacher is the same.

His second disciple's talent is also good, frank, decisive, but still not enough to insist on many things, lack of resilience.

There are also three disciples Duan Xinye, kind, delicate, and good piano, but after all, it is the body of the daughter, but the piano, not good martial arts.

Lin Feng, who has the advantages of his three disciples, saw him in the assessment of the college for the first time. He had a good impression on Lin Feng, and he was born in the same way. In fact, Lin Feng’s younger generation was treated as his disciple. Otherwise, it is impossible to teach him so hard and hard, and Lin Feng will make him feel gratified every time he screams at the teacher.

The artistic conception of killing will wrap the heavens and the earth, and the sound of the smoke and rain will remain the same, as if it will never stop.

Lin Feng's eyes are closed, let the intention of killing into the body, listen to the heart, to the soul, to understand.

"This is a slap in the world, the sound of the piano is not stop, the killing is not retreating, and it will never end. I will see how long you can realize it."

The smoke and rain sighed, and his eyes slowly closed, playing with his heart.

The lyrics of the celestial world is a piece of music that has no ending. It is an endless piece of music and a piano sound, which makes the killing infinitely enhanced.

Time was spent unconsciously, and the two of the peach blossom forests seemed to have forgotten everything and closed their eyes.

One person plays and one listens. In addition, there is only a slay between heaven and earth.

Outside the Taohua Forest, the Tianyi College crowd in the distance looked up to the land above the Taohualin, with a bit of shock in the eyelids.

"Good killing!"

Many people trembled in their hearts. In that direction, there was a murderous storm in the sky, rushing to the sky. The real killings swept and whistle there, and the zone became a vacuum, only killing.

"How is this going?"

More and more people feel this powerful killing, the eyes are full of shocking colors, this killing is too horrible, turned into silence, the space must be silenced.

At this point, there was a figure that jumped into the air, and a huge stone in his hand went straight out and went to the white man who was in the void.

The eyes of the crowd looked at the huge stone. When he came to the white mang, he was instantly smashed into space, and there was no residue left. Only the killing was still the same.

The murderous storm, over a manor in Tianyi College, formed a powerful murderous storm that shocked everyone at Tianyi College.

Countless people have circled the Taolin Manor and want to see what is going on.

At this time, in the void, a figure volleyed, watching the murderous storm brow wrinkled.

"The deputy dean, the deputy dean came." The crowd saw the figure in the void whispering, they wanted to know what the murder storm was.

Long Ding’s eyes glanced at the crowd and said with aloud: “The dean is cultivating, which led to the birth of this killing. Nothing strange, let go.”

"It’s no wonder that the dean is practicing. It’s no wonder." Many people have a clear heart. After going through yesterday’s events, they all know who their dean is, and the smoke and rain are flat. That sentence makes Tengwu Mountain and other beasts strong. The powerful existence of the dingy roll back, the virtual sitting in the air, the strings move to kill the strong presence of the other side of the mysterious mount.

"Only when the dean is practicing, it can cause such a big sensation and condense the murderous storm. I am afraid that when I enter the murderous storm, I will be torn into pieces."

Many people show a deep sense of jealousy, and there is awe in this jealousy, awe of the smoke and rain.

The two people in the peach forest still have their eyes closed. Now, this has passed a whole day.

There was a pale color on the face of the smoke and rain, which seemed to be very difficult.

The melody, which does not consume the real yuan, but consumes the gods, kills the melody, and even more so, the consumption of the mind is huge, the ordinary person can not support for a while, the smoke and rain are strong, but they have never been smashed. Playing for such a long time, at this moment, he feels that his heart is exhausted and he is weak.

But his ten fingers that plucked the strings were already solid.

Lin Feng, since he can continue to realize, he can't fulfill it. Although he stops at this moment and will not let Lin Feng wake up from Wuzhong, the murderous storm will still be there, but it will slowly weaken, not as good as he continues to play. The artistic conception of playing the piano is as real and strong!

Ps: Flowers, to force, there is a distance behind the pull, now it is not up, continue to ask, see if you can catch up with the big **** chrysanthemum.