Peerless Martial God

Lin Feng took a look at Lan Jiao, this woman, the real fear that the world is not chaotic.

As for the two people who had insulted Lin Feng after hearing the words of Lan Jiao, they turned their eyes to the side. One of them satirically said: "The person who drinks the spirits of the Yuan Dynasty is not an idiot, no death. It’s a big life.”

"Lin Feng, you heard the beauty, others insulted you." Lan Jiao laughed.

Lin Feng shook his head and poured the wine in the pot into his own cup. Without any hesitation, he directly drank it and made a squeaking noise in his mouth.

The terrible burning gas raged in the body, letting Lin Feng's two forces boil again, Lin Feng enjoyed this feeling.

"Comfortable."

Lin Feng spit out a hot gas in his mouth. He enjoyed the feeling of flowing in the body, so that he could really understand it and continue to temper his own meridians. The stronger the better.

Lan Jiao looked at Lin Feng's movement for a while, this guy, really is not ordinary people.

Lin Feng took a look at the jade cup, there was no wine, then he picked up the jug, and under the gaze of the blue Jiao, he directly poured the wine in the pot into his mouth.

"Qianlong!"

Lin Feng’s throat squirmed and he was red and red. When Lin Feng put the jug down, his face, ears and neck were all red.

In the body of Lin Feng, the power of the true Yuan and the power of the Buddha and the devil are completely boiling, and they are madly swaying, as if to let Lin Feng’s body burn.

"Shuang!"

Lin Feng mouth spit out a word, sitting on the opposite side of the blue Jiao only feels a hot wine rushing, hot, blowing on her face are a little painful.

"This crazy man."

Lan Jiao was speechless for a while, and the people in this restaurant were all shocked. This guy is terrible.

Just now, the two men who insulted Lin Feng looked at each other and their heads were buried there. They didn’t dare to put a fart. If they drink alcohol like Lin Feng, the vein blood may not be enough, but Lin Feng is very enjoyable. This is undoubtedly a proof. The problem, Lin Feng's strength is repaired, much more terrible than them.

Both of them quietly stood up and wanted to leave the restaurant, the footsteps were very light, and no one was alarmed.

"Hey." A whisper came out, the sound of the jug hitting the ancient sandalwood table, but the hearts of the two of them also bounced slightly.

"Standing there."

A cold voice was introduced into the ears of both of them, and they were shocked. This is Lin Feng’s voice.

"Go back to your position."

Lin Feng said again, the two of them were stiff and didn't leave, but went to the place where they had just been sitting, and sat there again.

"I didn't even have an apology, I have to leave?" Lin Feng's eyes slowly turned and fell on them, his eyes were indifferent.

For the first time, he thought it would be so bad. He was not a troublesome person, but the other party did not apologize. After Lan Jiao’s speech, he actually uttered insults. When he did not have a temper!

"I don't know who is not guilty. You don't blame. I don't mean to do this. I just want to remind you that burning the wine is not like you."

One of them eloquently said that Lin Feng sneered, but he admired the other's mouth.

"That's right, now you can persuade me."

Lin Feng's cold road.

"Which, your wine tasting method is right, it is the two of me who are wrong." The man said again.

"Well." Lin Feng nodded. "In this case, then you two, one person drinking a pot, just like I did."

"........."

Lin Feng’s words made the eyes of the two people stiff, and Lin Feng just like that?

The stiff face kept flashing, and the two were in a dilemma and were at a loss.

"Hurry up, I don't have much time to work." Lin Feng's eyes were cold, and a cold murderous murder came down, falling on the two of them, and suddenly let the two men fall into hell.

So terrible killing, Lin Feng's strength is much stronger than them, and they can kill them in an instant.

Others also felt the killing of Lin Feng, and my heart was secretly glad. Fortunately, they did not say anything to insult Lin Feng. This guy, obviously, is so strong, why not continue to go up, to stay on the sixth floor.

But looking at him seems to be the first time to come to the Heavenly Palace.

Finally, under the pressure of Lin Feng’s killing, the two men placed a top stone in the groove, but in a moment there were two pots of burning spirits, and their hands were burning with their mouths. There was a slight tremor.

"Drink."

Lin Feng gave a cold drink, and the intention of killing fell again. The two men put the spout on their mouths, looked up, and drank the wine in the pot.

"what……"

A rumor came out, only one of them was licking his chest, feeling that there was a flame burning in his body, burning their meridians.

"Hey..." The other person spit out a blood directly, his face red as blood.

Lin Feng looked at the two people's eyes and indifference, and my heart was secretly scared. This burning yuan spirit was terrible, just a pot of wine, and even the strongest of Xuanwujing could not bear it.

"Lin Feng, let's go to the ninth floor, where there is a real sap."

Lan Jiao smiled at Lin Feng, Lin Feng looked at her, the ninth floor of the Heavenly Palace, only the four people of Xuanwujing can step in, his cultivation is now a three-fold, not enough.

"This day the palace will not be so rigid, just look at the repairs and not look at the combat power. As long as they can pass their guards, they will naturally go up."

Lan Jiao smiled, and then her body suddenly moved, like a colorful butterfly floating, moving directly to the stairs of the restaurant, very fast.

"go."

Lan Jiao snorted and Lin Feng’s body stood up and went towards the restaurant ladder.

"Stand up." There was a drink coming out of nothingness, and then Lin Feng later saw a figure chasing toward the blue Jiao, let Lin Feng eyes condense.

"This woman!"

Lin Feng is speechless. Lan Jiao’s cultivation is just a breakthrough in Xuanwu. It is only a realm of Xuanwujing. It is reasonable to say that she can only stay on this floor, but she actually wants to go to the ninth floor.

Step by step, Lin Feng chased the past and quickly disappeared into the eyes of the crowd.

"The ninth floor!"

The sixth-floor man whispered, his eyes flashed a stunned look, listening to the meaning of Lan Jiao, it seems that the handsome young man, with the strength to step into the ninth floor, this is terrible.

On the stairs of the restaurant, the figure flashed wildly, and Lan Jiao passed the ladder leading to the seventh floor and stopped. He continued to face up and ran straight to the eighth floor. Immediately another guard rushed out. However, it was still slipped by Lan Jiao from the side.

"Lin Feng, hurry."

Lan Jiao screamed and stepped into the ladder to the ninth floor, but this time she finally did not slip past and was blocked on the ladder.

On the step of Lanjiao's footsteps, standing an old man, that is the guard to the last floor, and at the other end of Lanjiao, there are also two figures, namely to the seventh and eighth floors. The guards, they look at the blue Jiao's eyes are not good, this woman is so courageous, even forced to squat on the Heavenly Palace!

"Give me back."

The guards leading to the ninth floor screamed and shot directly, and the power of the tyrant was directly on the body of Lan Jiao.

Blue Jiao figure flashed back, but still was hit by the palm of the hand, snoring, a corner of the mouth overflowing with a trace of blood.

The guardian of the ninth floor of this hand guard is a four-fold basalt. If you step into the basaltic or beat him, you can enter the ninth floor.

"Where is the prostitute, I dare to marry the Heavenly Palace."

The man's voice was cold, and he was approaching the blue and the other two, and the other two also walked toward Lanjiao, surrounded by Lanjiao.

"You still have to help."

Lan Jiao looked at Lin Feng, who was slowly stepping on the ladder, and gave him a look.

When I heard Lan Jiao, the three guards turned their eyes and looked at Lin Feng, who stepped on the ladder, and his eyes narrowed.

"The Xuanwujing triple, want to step into this ninth floor, is not qualified enough."

The ninth layer of guards snorted and let Lin Feng, who was stepping on the ladder, gaze, and the man saw his cultivation at a glance.

"Man of the Longshan Empire, many of whom have cultivated the technique of the eye, can directly see the cultivation of a person." Lan Jiao seems to know Lin Feng's doubts, reminded him, and said: "Damn, others are bullying your woman, you Still not shooting."

"Amount..." Lin Feng aunt, his woman?