Lin Feng released the dark martial arts to the extreme, and the body was soaked with sweat, and the breath was almost blocked.

Too strong, this sword is all-in-one, like a sword, the sound of the tearing of the sword will even drown out the thunder of the thunder.

Lin Feng was shocked at the same time as Shi Jian. This powerful sword from the eight sides has reached an unpredictable level. At this moment, he can’t even stop. As soon as he stops, he will be given this sword. Tearing into a crush, this is a situation that Lin Feng has never thought of before.

"How could it be so strong?" Lin Feng's mind is spinning rapidly. These powerful swords are far from being released by his strength. I am afraid that even the strongest of the spirits can't do this.

"From the beginning of my thundering swordsmanship, a sword and a sword accumulate, the sword is getting stronger and stronger, and it reaches the point of today." Lin Feng's hands keep moving, and his heart secretly whispers.

"Today, this sword has become a trend, the trend of the sword, the trend of invincibility."

"Han Man is only a martial arts martial art, but every time he takes a step, it seems to be integrated with the earth. This is the land of the land. It is because of this potential that he can be a man of the martial arts. Even the three punches, but also the other side forced to retreat."

Lin Feng suddenly thought of the battle between Han Man and the man of the martial arts. He felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart. He thought that Han Man was able to rely on the earth because he was the martial arts of the earth, but at this moment Lin Feng found himself wrong. The situation, everywhere, is so engraved, the sword has become a trend, unstoppable.

Also, when he bombarded the bells and drums with the nine waves, the bells and drums rebounded from the attack of the nine waves, and when he bombarded the bells and drums with the thundering sword, the bells and drums rebounded and thundered the sword.

You must know that this eight-faced clock has no attacking power and rebounds from the nine-wave. It is because of the potential of the nine-wave, and the rebound of the thunder sword is the result of the thundering sword.

"Potential!" Lin Feng's face showed a smile, the movements in his hands changed, and the heavy swordsmanship became light and elegant again, and the clouds were light and windy.

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Fengyunxia, ​​the dead and the dead, the two figures fell from the air.

I saw that the two sons of Yunhaizong all looked at each other, and there was a bit of nervousness in their hearts. At the same time, they were shocked. The son of Dangyue Zeng was not one of the eight sons of Xueyueguo. Even the lord and the elders were alarmed. .

"The Sovereign, the Great Elder." All the people joined together and welcomed the two giants of Yunhaizong.

"Zhanpeng has seen the Nangong lord, Mo elder." Chu Zhanpeng saw the two men step forward, slightly owed, and the face like Jun is still smiling.

"Chu Zongzhu is very good lately." Nan Gongling nodded to Chu Zhanpeng and stood there, but there was a master's demeanor.

"Namong Ling is the youngest lord of Yunhaizong. Although the strength is not as good as my father, but the seemingly random battle has given me such strong pressure, the strength is extraordinary." Chu Zhanpeng calm, heart However, he was also surprised that Nangong Ling was the most outstanding disciple of Yunhaizong in the past 100 years. At the age of forty, he became the leader of the Yunhai Zongzong. His reputation was enormous.

"Returning to the Nangong lord, my father is very good. When he came, he also asked me to say hello to the Nangong lord." Chu Zhanpeng's father is now the patriarch of the month.

Nangong Ling nodded slightly, and then dissatisfied: "Mo Xie, Dapeng son is far away, how do you stand here."

"Back to the lord, Dapeng Gongzi came for Lin Feng, a disciple of Yunhai Zong." Mo Xie knew the meaning of Nangong Ling, and immediately explained the intention of Chu Zhanpeng.

"For the foreign disciple?" Nangong Ling brows slightly wrinkled, but listened to Chu Zhanpeng said: "The Nangong lord, Lin Feng is the son of my sister and two uncles, this person has no respect, not only hurt his cousin, but also insult My own uncle, the father of my sister, so my teacher and sister deliberately came to solve this matter."

Chu Zhanpeng did not dare to be too arrogant in the face of a lord. He did not bluntly ask Nangong Ling to hand him over to him, but to euphemistically say, but who is Nangong Ling, and at this moment, he can't understand what happened.

"Mo Xie, how did you deal with this matter?" asked Nan Gongling.

Mo Xie did not directly answer Nan Gong Ling’s question, but secretly glanced at the big elder standing next to Nan Gong’s body.

"Return to the lord, this subtitle is not respectful, and it is a big deal. I intend to drive him out of the sect."

Mo Xie responded cautiously. After all, if he directly said that Lin Feng would hand over to Chu Zhanpeng, he would be unhappy with Nan Gong Ling. In any case, Lin Feng is still a person of Yun Haizong, who can hand it over to the person of Qi Yuezong, but If you say that you first evict the sect, the following things have nothing to do with Yunhaizong. Moxie is not poisonous.

Nan Gong Ling Brow slightly picks, he certainly knows what Moxie means.

"The Sovereign, this person is doing this, leaving me in Yunhaizong is also a scourge, Moxie is also considered for Zongmen." The great elder Mo Zhen interjected.

The people around him are very bright, and the dark road Lin Feng is finished this time. The great elder Mo Zhen is also the law enforcement elder of Yunhaizong. His position is extremely high. He is also the father of the inner door, Mo Xie. Even he said so, the consequences of Lin Feng can be imagined.

"The outside disciple." Nangong Ling whispered in his heart, his heart secretly shook his head, he did not agree with Mo Xie's practice, but Mo Zhen was a veteran Yunhai Zong, and his master could not be swept by a foreign disciple. Mo Zhen’s face can only sacrifice Lin Feng.

Nangong Ling is going to open his consent, but at this time.

"Oh..." A distant and bright voice came from afar, like a bell and a bell, ringing in everyone's heart.

The crowd looked at the micro-coagulation, puzzled and puzzled, looking for the source of the sound, and the Yunhai Zongzong master Nan Gongling, the heart trembled fiercely, and the eyelids flashed a sharp and incomparable fine man, this is...the sound of the bell and the drum.

Mo Zhen was equally shocked, and a sharp blade in his eyes flashed away. His eyes looked toward the peak palace. There was a stone wall, and the sound of bells and drums on the cliff had already been heard for a hundred years.

"Oh..." is another sound of the bells and drums that tremble the heart, like a musical piece.

"This is the second sound!" Nan Gong Ling's eyes first had a shocking color, and then there was a smile in his eyes. The most talented disciples in Zongmen were here, the voice of the bells and drums. The sound of the play is undoubtedly to announce that they have a rise of a stunning and brilliant person.

Nangong Ling was originally not very good because of Chu Zhanpeng’s sake. No one in the vast Yunhaizong could compete with the other side. This is really not a lucky thing for Zongmen. However, at the moment, Nangong Ling’s heart is somewhat excited. For more than a hundred years, the cliff The bells and drums never sounded, but this day, he witnessed the sound of two bells and drums.

"I don't know which disciple is able to pass the test of the bells and drums." Nangong Ling heard a secret voice, secretly thinking about who is playing the bell and drum, and the things here seem to have been forgotten by him.

"Oh..." The third sound of the bells and whirls swirled over Yunhaizong. At this moment, almost everyone in Yunhaizong looked at Tianzhuya, but most of the children only knew that the sound of the bells and drums was from It came from there, and the high-level of Yunhaizong knew that only the sound of the bells and drums would be so far and shocking.

Nangong Ling also stared at the direction of Tianzhu Cliff. Three bells and drums appeared, and there was a third sound. It was traced back to the thousand-year history of Yunhaizong. It seems that only three hundred years ago, the sound of the bells and drums played three times. !

"Call..." Nangong Ling spit out a long breath, and there was a glimmer of ecstasy in his eyes. The youngest lord of Yunhaizong seemed to see the rise of Zongmen.