Peerless Martial God

"You call Yunfei Yang?" The old man's voice fell, and Qiu Qiong's gaze directly locked Yunfei Yang, and his look was cold.

He knew that the illusion was just a big battle for the Nine Palaces. The outside people could see everything that happened on the façade. That is to say, he collided with Yunfeiyang, and the outside was clearly seen. He knew that he was repelled. This shame, of course, must be recovered first.

As for killing Lin Feng, Qi Qiong feels that there is no need to worry, Xuanwujing is twofold, it is not difficult to kill him, Lin Feng, only the destruction of Heilongjiang makes him somewhat taboo.

"Yes." Yun Feiyang said in a faint opening, his eyes returned to the lazy appearance, and it seems that he did not put Qiu Qiong in his heart.

Yun Feiyang’s disregard, making Qiong Qiong’s face more ugly, said: “The first battle, we both.”

Yunfei Yang smiled and looked at Lin Feng, and immediately said: "It seems that I have to try my hand first."

The body is a cross, the clouds are flying and volleying, standing proudly above the Xiangjiang River, the clothes are fluttering, and the laziness is once again turned into sharp.

"come on!"

"War!" Qiong Qiong's body also vacated, and released a wild and overbearing atmosphere, and his body seemed to be filled with infinite power.

Lin Feng's face is indifferent, since Qiong Qiong wants to fight with Yunfei, then let them fight first.

"Let's try strength again."

Qiong Qiong’s indifferent opening said that he had lost power to Yunfeiyang and could not be forgiven.

"With you." Yunfei Yang grew up and his robes were sizzled by the hurricane.

Many people have looked away, and the cloud flying from the self-proclaimed Broken Blade City is enough to compete with these most dazzling geniuses. At this moment, he truly possesses the style of a genius and is not wild.

On Qiong Qiong’s body, a horrible force of force spread out, and the real element rolled and moved. On his body, there was a faintly beast of the dragon, and the horrible head flew to the clouds, as if at any time. Tearing the clouds.

"蛟龙拳经!"

Yunfei Yang’s eyes were cold, and his eyes also brought a bit of dignity. This dragon fist is said to be a local-level Chinese martial arts, punching out, such as the dragon to the sea, endless power, with the ability to tear.

At this time, Qiong Qiong is running the real yuan, and the dragon is possessed. Obviously, the dragon fist has already had a certain heat.

"Hey, hey!"

Yunfei Yang's body uploaded a few sounds of bone movements, only to see his robes drifting even more powerful, whistling, the whole person with a sense of ancient power, pure and terrifying.

"What is this means!"

The crowd saw the horror of the two people, and the breathing was a little bit rushy. Both of them were strong.

"Broken Blade City, can you also be a strong person like you?" Yan Qiong looked cold and domineering, said: "Since you are also good at strength, then, a boxing victory."

While Qiong Qiong was talking, the dragon on his body was moving, as if to rush out of his body, extremely terrible.

"whatever!"

Yunfei Yang is still the same sentence. When Qiong Qiong wants to fight, he will fight. At this moment, his breath is rising wildly.

"Roar……"

A scorpion dragon lingered in the air, and Qiu Qiu strode out, with the horror of the horror, the shadow of the dragon on his body revealed through the body, like to fly toward the front of the cloud.

"angry!"

Yunfei Yang stepped forward step by step, the incomparable anger of the angry roar, his hands, haunted by a horrible destruction of gas.

When the two walked, the world was rumbling, horrifying and shocking.

"The power of good horror." The crowd looked at the two men walking towards each other, they were dazzled, their hearts were shocked, so strong, these two people, the same realm, Xuanwujing is fourfold, more terrifying is their fighting power They are definitely beyond the ordinary four-fold people.

"If Lin Feng is on Shangyu Qiong, I am afraid it is not good."

The hearts of the people secretly said, Qiong Qiong, the strength is too strong, if it is against the three people on the Xuanwu territory, horror is a direct spike.

"Oh..." It was the roar of the dragon and the roar of roaring, the loud noise of the bang trembled in the eardrum of the crowd, as if the space was shaking, and above the Xiangjiang River, it was a horrible tyrannical atmosphere. The terrible smell of the stocks, even the figures of Qiongqiong and Yunfeiyang were drowned out.

Who wins and who loses?

After a while, the violent scent dissipated, and the two figures spurred back at the same time. I saw that Qiong Qiong’s top was torn and the air floated, and the Yunfei Yang was equally frantic and pale.

And the mouths of the two men all contain a blood, but their nephews are still staring at each other.

"Yulongquan, the martial arts in the local level, really strong." Yunfeiyang said secretly.

Qiong Qiong stared at Yunfei Yang and said to himself: "The darkness, his destruction of the fist, there is still a horrible darkness. If I am underestimated, this blow will be enough to seriously hurt me."

Both of them are aware of the horror of each other's strength and are very strong.

"Enough, both of you are rare geniuses, let's go to rest." The old man said slowly, but at this time, Lin Feng's footsteps were empty, and he said indifferently: "Wait."

"Ok?"

The crowd looked a condensed, Lin Feng, after seeing the horror strength of Qiong Qiong, did he still dare to fight with Qiong Qiong?

"You want to fight?"

Qiong Qiong looked cold, and some accidentally stared at Lin Feng, Lin Feng, was looking for death.

"Yes." Lin Feng looked cold and cold, and today he does not kill Qiongqiong, he vowed not to give up.

"Hey." The old man snorted and said: "You don't have to worry so much when you want to die. He has just fought a battle. What is your risk? Let him rest after you break, or you should fight with others first. The field will fight him again."

Lin Feng coldly glanced at the old man, this person seems to be maintaining Qiongqiong.

"If this is the case, then I will fight for the first time." Lin Feng said a faint voice, the old man looked a sinking face, facing Qiong Qiong and Yunfei: "You two will go first."

Qiong Qiong’s cold eyes swept Lin Feng’s eyes, and then the figure flickered and went down. Yunfei Yang also left the void.

Above the Xiangjiang River, only Lin Feng and the old man in the distance.

Lin Feng, who wants to fight, who fights?

"Who do you want to invite, let's talk!" The old man said coldly, everyone has some expectations, this Lin Feng, who will choose who is the first opponent.

Qi Qiong can't fight with him now. Yunfei Yang seems to be standing with him. He won't fight. Lin Feng's choice seems to be only the eight sons and Ling Tian brothers and sisters.

The strength of Ling Tian is by no means irritating. In the Jiugong Dynasties, he killed the most people. Could it be that Lin Feng would choose to fight against a woman?

Lin Feng’s gaze swept slowly through the crowd. Now he’s only seen five people, the second son’s fate, the third-ranked beast door, Wu Qing, the fourth-ranked segment, and the fourth. The sixth and seventh Dapeng sons and the falling snow sons, the strongest segment has no way, did not appear, the fifth and eighth two, is said to be the two brothers, two brothers.

At this time, under the sky, the direction of the Xueyue Holy Court, Chu Zhanpeng eyes indifference, gaze at him, fighting for the rush.

"After this battle, I have to fight with Qiong Qiong, Chu Zhanpeng, and put it aside for a while." Lin Feng said secretly, in the end, his eyes fell on Ling Tianshi's brother and sister.

Ling Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. It seems that Lin Feng, the first to choose him.

His battle with Lin Feng is inevitable.

"Get out of it." Lin Feng faintly spit out a voice, let Ling Tian gaze, roll out, Lin Feng let him roll out.

The crowd also looked at the same eyes. Looking at Lin Feng, even if this guy is facing these real geniuses, he is still as frivolous as ever. These people are not the people of the beasts. Every one is a stunning and brilliant person. It is Xueyueguo. Several young people standing at the top of the mountain.

Ling Tian calmed his face and stepped out of his foot. He came to Lin Feng and looked cold.

The moon is still bright, and the bleak moonlight is intertwined on the two, giving a sense of sadness. This night is the night of the rise of genius, and it is also destined to be a night of genius.

Those stronger geniuses will step on the genius of other geniuses, volley, overlooking the snowy month.

The rise and fall of genius, the millions of people in the snow, witnessed together.

Lin Feng, he has been famous for a few years, but tonight, in front of the genius, whether he can continue to bloom his luster, or fall, this first battle is expected.

One is the most talented genius of the snowy month in the past two years. One is the proud young strongman who walked out from Yandang Mountain. Their collision, who can win!