Peerless Martial God

The palm of the hand that was lifted by the West was stiff there, and the sword was unsheathed. Lin Feng actually dared to untie the sword, but he was not afraid to re-enter the magic. Is Lin Feng not afraid of his threat, killing the following people?

"This magic power..." West is speechless, and the magical sword in the sky contains a lot of power. The former master of the magic sword is definitely a terrible devil, at least the high-ranking sage, the strength of the sky, the ability Let the sword in your hand contain such a terrible magical power, although the body is dead but the magic is still there.

"You are crazy, don't you be afraid of the people under my slaughter." West screamed, this magic power, so terrible, Lin Feng has this magic sword, can definitely compete with him.

Lin Feng slid coldly at the west, his eyes were revealing the color of the demon, and a strange voice sprang out a cold voice: "You will not have a chance."

"The magic!"

Lin Feng’s voice fell, and suddenly there was a terrible dark beam of light in the palm of his hand, as if it were a special grain floating in his palm.

The power of the magic, Lin Feng retreats to enlighten the magic stone, it is to control the power of the magic stone in the stone, but now, Lin Feng has been able to do it.

The body rises into the sky, Lin Feng pedals in the void, his head is rolling with the magic cloud, holding the magic sword, the black lines are swaying up, and the stalks around the magic sword are blocked, and the magical demon contained in it is blocked. At the same time, Lin Feng On the body, a beam of light bursts, as if it was made up of real power, but it is incomparably mysterious. The crowd looked at the beams, and they seemed to see Lin Feng’s entire body engraved with a huge seal.

Lin Feng, he realized the power of the demon, and he sealed himself up, so that the sword would not erode him.

"This..." West was so cold that he was faintly seen. He also faintly saw that Lin Feng’s body seemed to have a huge seal. He was enchanting himself.

How is it possible, Lin Feng, how can he have the power to seal the magic stone, this should not be his strength.

At this time, Lin Feng, standing proudly in the void, the magic cloud rolling, the snow fluttering, showing a shocking scene, the magic sword held in the hands of Lin Feng, the West saw a pair of cold pupils shot toward him, could not help but slightly After shaking, is this the reliance of Lin Feng, no wonder he dares to be so rampant.

"Even so, can you help me?" West is cold and cold, with a step in the foot, hands holding the storm of destruction, he did not go to Lin Feng, but to kill the ground, to kill the crowd, Let Lin Feng repent, even dare to use the magic sword.

Lin Feng’s eyes were cold, the drifting snowflakes continued to spread, and his palms danced. The magic sword was dancing, as if it was portraying something in the void. It seemed to be very slow, but every moment, Space will be crazy winds, the meaning of Xiao Xia is madly filled, as if the strokes of a stroke contain the meaning of the sword.

"Well?" The gaze of the past in the sky was smashed, and then looked up to the void, and his face instantly became pale, revealing a faint color.

"How can this be?"

The heart of the West is shouting, Lin Feng, his strokes are all like avenues, that is the real power of heaven and earth, that is the trajectory of the sacred pattern, even if he is the king of the West Palace, it is only I heard about the sacred pattern, but at the moment, Lin Feng, the trajectory of the murder, contains the way of heaven and earth, a stroke, a terrible kendo killing power blooms, this is definitely a sacred trajectory in the rumor, Lin Feng Although he can't instantly condense the power of the sacred pattern, he can play a terrible avenue. However, he can depict the sacred track and make the world eclipse.

Tian Wujing is a heavy one, Lin Feng, he only has a heavy cultivation of Tianwu, and this is still going on.

As for where the sacred lines of Lin Feng's paintings come from, there is no doubt that it must be in the secret. Lin Feng is unlikely to get the holy lines in the outside world.

It’s true that the West’s thoughts are correct. This sacred pattern is indeed from the mysterious world. On the broken kendo stone wall, it depicts eighty-one kendo track patterns. Lin Feng’s painting at this moment is one of them. Cutting, the power is endless, he spent a great deal of mind in it, just to understand the power of this sacred pattern, and finally realized, can slowly sneak out the trajectory, condense the power of the avenue, the road of the sword.

All of this was prepared for the people of the Jingu, and he was hit by the sky.

The magic cloud in the sky is in the wrath, and the west has stopped in the void for a moment. It seems that there is some hesitation. Although Lin Fengxiu is not a heavy weapon, but how strong is the power of the sacred sword? He couldn’t imagine it in the West.

At this time, even if the fighting demon and the crowd stopped, they all stared at Lin Feng, a strong man of Tianwu, but he had to launch such a counter-attack. Is this going against the sky? .

"Go." The destructive power carried by the hands of the West in the sky instantly dissipated invisible, and the footsteps stepped out, and began to walk away. Because of fear, he did not dare to face the sword that Lin Feng would bloom.

Lin Feng seems to have not seen the West escape, but still carefully sketches the power of the sacred pattern, snow fluttering, Lin Feng only sees the West to escape at a horrible speed, even in the drifting snow, It seems that I have not left.

"boom!"

Xi Tiantian himself also discovered this scene, his heart was like an electric shock, and he snorted, as if there was a **** mouth to spit out from the mouth.

This is, what means?

"I said, you won't have a chance. Since you are here, you will stay forever." At this time, Lin Feng finally scratched his head and looked up. Lin Feng said coldly, the hollow magic, condensed a piece. Virtual space.

"kill!"

Lin Feng burst into a burst, the world seems to have a thunder, the magic cloud burst, the magic sword waved the trace of the sacred lines, bloomed out, in the space, a huge killing word bloomed, this killing seems to be endless sword Condensed, the moment of the swaying of the heavens and the earth, killing the sword and matching the horror magic cloud to make the crowd legs soft.

The face of the West was drastically changed, and Zhang opened his mouth. He screamed and screamed. The word killing carried the horror and the magic power did not enter his body. The mouth of the West opened his mouth stiffened there. Then, his body, a clear and incomparable kill The word was printed there, and then his body began to disintegrate, which killed the word and split his body.

The princess of the West Palace is in the sky, dead, and died in the hands of Lin Feng!

This scene is absolutely shocking.

Lin Feng, the sword is out of the sheath, a sword kills the West, and the figure of the demon who depicts the sacred pattern is deeply imprinted in the minds of the crowd and can no longer be erased.

"Hey..." Lin Feng’s body of magical power is gradually being eroded. Although he has engraved the power of the magical power on his body, it is not as good as the magic stone monument. It can’t stop the sword from eroding for too long, the mind is moving, the sword is returning to the sheath. The magic stone monument was suppressed, and the magic sword rolling in the heavens and the earth began to dissipate. Lin Feng’s eyes flickered, and the power of the magical power of the body bloomed with the final luster, and then disappeared.

The snow gradually became sparse, the cold was slowly dispelled, and finally, it dissipated along with the rolling magic cloud. However, the shocking scene just seemed to never be erased from the memory of the crowd.

From the time when the strong man of the West Shrine appeared in the West, Lin Feng, there is no plan to let them live back, all to leave their lives here.

The battle between the demon and the Xijing Palace crowd has an absolute upper hand. At this moment, he will kill the West, and there will be no suspense in this war.

Lin Feng glanced at the people of the West Shrine. This time, no one dared to despise Lin Feng. It was terrible. Under the sword, I am afraid that no one can stop it. Lin Feng, Tian Wuyi, can kill Tianwu Yufeng. These means are horrendous.

The gods have come to the people and have lost their fighting spirit.

The seven snow eagle eyes flickered and incomparably shocked. Lin Feng let them face the battle. They listened to Lin Feng’s instructions. In fact, they did not know what Lin Feng had, but at this moment they discovered that their young masters really have the terrible magical power.

This is the young master of their Tianfeng Peak. In the future, the leader of the Tianzhu Peak will not be revived in the future.

Tianzhu Peak seven snow eagle, they seem to be able to see Lin Feng standing in the peak of the Tianchi, commanding Tianchi, palm empire.

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