The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Hum, boy, don't you want me to do it myself if you don't hand over the Poseidon water?"

The middle-aged man in white, regardless of the old man's stop, falls on Lin Fei with his sharp eyes.

Lin Fei only felt that his body was surrounded by endless sword Qi. From the spirit to the body, he felt pain.

It seems that as long as the middle-aged man in White's heart moves, his body will be split up by these invisible sword Qi.

The rest of the people around him were looking at Lin Fei with great interest to see how Lin Fei dealt with it.

The middle-aged man in white was a saint. He was famous in the southern continent hundreds of years ago.

In the southern mainland, it can be said that he is one of the top senior masters.

Generally speaking, the vast majority of martial arts people, in this situation, will immediately give in, or even please the middle-aged man in white.

But Lin Fei did not show anything, and even showed some unyielding taste in his eyes.

"This elder, Poseidon water, I found it myself.

If I don't rob or steal, I'm forced to hand it over. Is that really good? "

Facing the middle-aged man in white, aggressive momentum, Lin Fei suddenly said slowly.

Everyone, only Lin Fei's words, can't help but be stunned.

Just a junior boy of yuanzhenjing dare to speak to a holy land master in the tone of rhetorical question.

"Presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man in white was furious.

Whoo!

In the whole space, the endless sword Qi changes from invisible to visible. It can be seen by the naked eye, and it flies to the forest.

Lin Fei seems to be trapped in a kingdom of swords. In the surrounding space, every foot, every inch, is full of invisible sword Qi, which can't be avoided at all.

"Well, brother Nantian, why do you have to be in a dilemma with a younger generation so as not to lose your manners."

The old man in the green robe suddenly waved his sleeve, and a sharp force swept over Lin Fei.

Suddenly, all the sword Qi broke.

"What do you mean.

This boy should have nothing to do with you. Why do you want to protect him? "

The middle-aged man in white was furious.

"Come on, don't make any noise. Let's go quickly.

So as not to let the demons seize the opportunity. "

Hua Rong Zi suddenly gently shook his head and said in a voice.

He flew up and went to the island in the middle of the nine desert islands.

The rest of the people in the field, though there are still several, are also interested in Lin Fei's Poseidon water.

However, after all, they are all well-known senior figures in the martial arts circle of Yuan Dynasty. If they rob a junior's things in public, they will not look good.

As a result, the rest of the people also spread out their bodies and flew away from the island.

"Hum!"

The middle-aged man in white stares at Lin Fei coldly, and finally turns into a sword light and leaves.

"You two, get out of here."

The green robed old man looked at Lin Fei and told him that he was going to leave.

"Master, wait!"

Lin Fei suddenly stepped forward and took out more than 20 jade bottles.

All the jade bottles are filled with Poseidon water.

"Master, here, take it with you for self-defense."

Lin Fei said, and handed over more than 20 bottles of Poseidon water to the green robed old man.

"What is it?"

The old man in green robe was stunned.

"Well, with the addition of Poseidon water, more than a dozen of us old guys will have a guarantee."

The old man in green robe put away more than 20 jade bottles with a smile.

Then he nodded to Lin Fei, spread out his body and flew to the middle island.

Besides, the middle-aged man in white, who had just left the island, suddenly stopped.

Under the perception of divine consciousness, Lin Fei clearly saw the scene of presenting Poseidon water to the green robed old man.

"Little beast!"

The middle-aged man in white has a flash of murder in his eyes.

Just now, under his coercion, Lin Fei refused to hand over the Poseidon water.

I didn't expect that I would present Poseidon water to the old man in green robe. This is just beating him in the face!

"Hey, hey, as long as you don't escape from the mainland, you'll never be alone."

The middle-aged man in white just stopped for a moment, then drove the sword light and continued to fly towards the island in the middle.

The middle-aged man in white knows that now the old man in green robes is protecting Lin Fei. He can't do anything about Lin Fei for the time being.

However, he is also from the southern mainland. After this operation, he will definitely trouble Lin Fei.…………………………………………………………………………

Soon, only Lin Fei and the queen were left on the island.

"Is emperor Zhan and Emperor Ji Mie really alive?

In this way, haven't they been fighting on that island for seven or eight hundred years?

Then why, for hundreds of years, have they been staying in the nine desert islands instead of leaving?

Are they trapped on the island in the middle? "

Looking at the top of the middle island, Lin Fei was very curious.

"It's impossible. In the martial arts world of the Yuan Dynasty, there is any force that can trap the two emperors."

The queen shook her head.

"Would you like to go and have a look?"

Lin Fei suddenly pointed to the island in the middle and said to the queen.

"Come on, that island is the most desolate place. It's very dangerous. Besides, you've forgotten what happened just now.

If that guy has to deal with you again, we are not his opponent. Let's go. "

The queen disagreed with Flynn's proposal.

"Well, let's leave the nine desert islands from the other direction."

After thinking about it, Lin Fei also felt that it was not reasonable to enter the middle island.

Just now, the middle-aged man in white, before he left, obviously had already hated himself.

It is estimated that if we meet again, maybe he will find some excuse to embarrass himself.

Then, Lin Fei and the queen, ready to launch body method, to another direction, fly away from the nine desert island.

Just now, both of them drank a full stomach of Poseidon water. At this moment, the source of life is surging in their bodies, just like the Yangtze River.

Therefore, to deal with the atmosphere of famine, it seems a lot easier, you can rest assured to use Yuan Li to fly.

"Oh, yes, you two, it's time to leave.

But before you leave, you have to hand over something. "

At this time, a voice suddenly rang out.

Then, a figure slowly appeared from a certain space. It was a fat, short, bald old man with flames rising around his body.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Lin Fei and the queen recognized the bald old man as soon as they saw him. He was a master of Holy Land in the western continent. He had left just now. Unexpectedly, he turned back secretly.

"Ready to run."

At the moment when the bald old man appeared, Lin Fei immediately had a bad premonition. It seems that the bald old man must have bad intentions.

A master of holy land, Lin Fei knows that he and the queen are far from rivals.