Peerless Martial God

"A sword is thundering."

Lin Feng lightly sighs, the sword is in the thunder, the straight brilliance is instantaneous, the yellow martial arts are used in the hands of Lin Feng, and then admire the sword, it will not be weaker than the power of Xuanji martial arts.

The thundering sword, overbearing, sharp, full of powerful explosive power.

Leibo double-handedly exalted, the criss-crossing thunderbolt blocked the thundering sword of the mad tyrant, but Leibo was snorted, and the body retreated a few steps, and the momentum was weak.

Lin Feng’s sword potential is once again enhanced.

"I don't fight, I admit defeat."

Lei Bo shouted loudly, not to mention killing Lin Feng, even if it is impossible to beat Lin Feng, maybe even hanging color.

Admit defeat, the inner disciple ranked twenty-one Lei Bo, the three-dimensional repair of the Qi Wujing, was actually defeated by Lin Feng?

The crowd made a scream, and the disciples who stepped into the inner door three days ago were rising strongly, and no one could stop it.

"Look at his age, it should be around sixteen."

Many people suddenly noticed the age of Lin Feng, but also the heart trembled. The sixteen-year-old boy defeated the three strong men of Lingwujing and was able to step into the top 20 inside the door. It was a enchanting existence.

Lin Feng paused, holding the sword and standing, the clothes fluttering, but the sword of the scorpion is still squatting, the sword is still squatting, lingering on the stage of life and death, oppressing Leibo, as if Lin Feng’s shot, The stone is shocked.

"Put away?"

Lin Feng’s mouth is filled with a cold smile: “This is the battle of life and death, you are born, I am dead; you are dead, I am born.”

"The same is Yunhaizong disciple, you and I have no hatred, why bother to do so." Leibo eyebrows locked, said.

"It’s ridiculous, I am so like this? You just forgot what you said, can you kill me at will, or even release your martial arts? You forgot the battle of life and death, is it from your mouth? If you Better than me, you will also say that we are the same disciple, spare me one time?"

When Lin Feng heard Lei Bo’s words, he felt so disgusting. If Yun Haizong’s disciples were innocent and invincible, he could even say so loudly.

"Lin Feng, although your strength is strong, it is impossible to kill me. Even if you beat me, you have to pay a small price."

Leibo knew that Lin Feng would not let him go, and the cold threatened.

"Yes, look clearly."

In Lin Feng’s eyes, a fascinating smile suddenly appeared. The sword carrier in his hand was swaying, and the sword screamed.

Leibo’s pupils contracted for a while, and suddenly there was an illusion in his eyes. Lin Feng was just a sword, but it fell into his eyes, but he was transformed into a thousand swords, and this sly sword light still had a rolling dark fog. As if in the fog that rushed toward him, there are countless swords hidden.

"Thunder is broken."

Leibo roared, the powerful thunder and martial arts fiercely bloomed, and the thundering lightning suddenly shrouded his body, and countless blue electric awns were blocked in front of him.

Seeing this scene, many people frowned, what is Leibo doing?

Lin Feng's sword is so simple, he only needs to defend well, why use the Thunder to kill, this kind of consumption is a large-scale attack defense martial arts.

They naturally don't understand that the sword they saw was completely different from the sword that Leibo saw.

In Leibo’s eyes, thousands of swordsmen fled fiercely from the fog and wanted his life.

"ended."

Lin Feng's indifferent voice came out, letting everyone's heart sigh, the sword of death, the sword of death, falling from the sky.

This sword seems to divide the space into two segments. From a distance, there is a crack in the space.

This sword kills everything.

Finished, Leibo is over.

Many people are looking at this sword with a sigh of relief.

In Lei Bo’s eyes, the black mist and the thousands of swords disappeared without a trace, but his face flashed a desperate look, because a glorious brilliance was facing him. Next, this brilliance, perhaps the brilliance he finally saw.

"Do not……"

Leibo’s voice echoed in space, but his body was stiff there.

It seems that after a long time, the response dissipated, Leibo's eyebrows, a fine-grained sword mark appeared, the silk-like blood began to seep, and Leibo's body fell on the stage of life and death.

Life and death, broken life and death!

died? The trilogy of Qi Wujing is repaired, the thunder and lightning martial arts, Leibo, who ranks twenty-one disciples inside the door, was killed?

Lei Bo wants to solve the problem for Mo Xie, wants to kill Lin Feng, but he does not want to, he is just a stepping stone, Lin Feng's rise to the stepping stone, I am afraid that in the heart of the Sovereign, Lin Feng's status has risen.

Although today's Zongmen is better than only inner-door disciples, and there are not even a few battles in total, the thrilling, but unprecedented.

The people of Yunhaizong, they realized that perhaps they are witnessing the rise of a genius.

"This person must earn income."

Duan Sirius blinked and looked at Duan Han next to him. Lin Feng’s talent was no worse than his proud son.

"If you can't use it for me, he will die today, and he can't let him grow up."

At the same time, there is a voice in the heart of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors, and the singer of the genius of the eight sons.

The mind of the crowd, Lin Feng naturally can not know, he only knows that today his strength is not as good as Mo Xie, can not kill Mo evil, but also must know Mo Xie, he Lin Feng, not free to bully.

Since his weight is not heavy enough now, add some more weight.

Holding a soft sword, a robes fluttering, Lin Feng's eyes glanced in the canyon, slowly said.

"Mo Xie is an elder of Zongmen, but he is arbitrarily deliberately killing Zongmen disciples without any scruples. This person is the shame of Zongmen. I am not strong enough to kill this scum, but I must do my best. Can, drive Moxie out of Yunhaizong, if not, it is Lin Feng's incompetence, and this scum is in the same door, I can't do it."

"boom."

The crowd's heart trembled, so well publicized, Lin Feng's ambition was too big. He actually wanted to expel the inner door elder Mo Xie and expel him from the sect.

This is too difficult. Mo Xie was expelled from the sect, and Mo Zhen’s face, He Cun?

"This guy is crazy enough."

Liu Fei looked at Lin Feng on the stage and she was speechless. She also couldn’t understand what Mo Xie did, but she never dreamed of expelling Mo Xie from the Zongmen, an internal disciple who wanted to expel the elders inside. But Lin Feng, but is working hard for it.

Above the stands, Mo Xie’s face was blue, and a disciple’s disciple was an ant-like existence in his eyes. Now he stood on the stage of life and death, read his sin, saying that he was a sinister scum and wanted to drive him out of the sect. This is undoubtedly a shame and shame for Mo Xie.

In the past, he was accused of reading other people and expelling the ancestral disciples from the sect. Now, they are reversed.

If it is possible, Mo Xie will not hesitate to kill Lin Feng.

The most difficult thing is undoubtedly Nangong Ling.

As the lord of Yunhaizong, he needs to take care of too much. Moxie is the elder of the inner door, Mo Zhen, the elder of law enforcement.

Lin Feng, the genius of Yunhaizong, is a talented person. It is not worse than Wenyan, and he is also valued by the old man.

If he wants him to punish him a little, he may, but listen to Lin Feng’s meaning. If he is there, there will be no evils; there is no evil, no him.

"I know that Mo Xie is an elder of the inner door and has a high status. Mo Zhen is a veteran of the Zongmen. He has made many contributions to Zongmen, and I am a mere inconspicuous figure. People are too light, even if Mo is guilty, it is not enough. To rule his sin, but Mo Xie has to kill my life several times, to punish his sin, how can I feel good."

"So, I only use my sword to prove to everyone that Zongmen has me, ten times stronger than that with Mo Xie."

The words of good publicity, the crowds are in a state of sorrow, this Lin Feng's madness, compared to the smell of people, is not weak.

I don't know Lin Feng, how to prove to everyone that Zongmen has him, more than ten times the Moxie.

Nan Gong Ling is also curious, Lin Feng, how to prove.

At this time, I saw Lin Feng’s gaze falling on the life and death platform where many inner disciples stood. He said, “Today is the inner door, and I am not a Lin Feng. I stand on this life and death platform and challenge the inner disciples. Anyone who wants a battle can be dead, whether it is a battle of life and death, I should."

"What?" The crowd heard Lin Feng's words and the tremors of the heart twitched again.

"Insane, this guy is crazy, he wants to challenge all the inner disciples?"

The mad guy, not to mention the strength of the human rock is comparable to the core disciples, even if the top ten people in the sect of the sect, each with their own stunts, is much stronger than Leibo, Lin Feng, he actually sees the inner disciple as nothing, how Overbearing, how open.

The crowd blinked and they were silent for a while. This guy is not crazy.

However, if he can really defeat any inner disciple, it can indeed prove that Zongmen owns him more than ten times and hundred times.

"This bastard..."

Liu Fei’s beauty is very big, Lin Feng, it’s crazy, and he was just a foreign disciple.

Han Man, then a thick smirk, looking at the slutty boy on the stage of life and death, it is his brother, smirk, swords and mountains.

Nan Gong Ling also stunned, very wrong, this guy, to challenge any inside disciples?

Although Lin Feng’s talent is strong, can it really be strong enough?

"This guy seems to have never released Wuhun."

Nangong Ling suddenly thought that Lin Feng’s martial arts had never been released. I couldn’t help but have a look forward to it. I have such awkward swords. I don’t know if his martial arts is a sword. If it is a sword, it will definitely make the sword stronger. Gas is more overbearing.