Lin Feng stood at the peak of the cultivation tower, overlooking the one-armed arm. There was a feeling of condescending, and with the mad tone, Lin Feng, as if high, was reprimanded.

The one-armed and the crowd are blind, and all of them are slightly condensed. Lin Feng has been at the top of the cultivation tower. The Tianyi College crowd below did not find it excusable, but the one-armed arm did not even find out that this Xuanwujing repair For example, it seems that it seems a bit unworthy, and others Lin Feng is a spiritual reality.

The one-armed face was ugly, looked up, staring at Lin Feng, the cold road: "Is it my ignorance, come down and fight."

"Hey." Lin Feng smiled indifferently, stepping in the void, and the sword was volley. At the foot of Lin Feng, there was an imaginary sword suspended there, supporting the body of Lin Feng. This illusory sword was made by Zhen Yuan, now Lin Feng It is already possible to gaze at the power of the real yuan to such a degree.

"Mo Fei Lin Feng also entered the realm of Xuanwu?"

The crowd in the heart of the dark voice, the real metamorphosis, condensed into a illusory sword, is indeed not the ordinary Lingwu people can do, even if Lin Feng did not step into the basaltic situation, but it is definitely not far away, it must be a spiritual environment The repair of the peak is only the last step, which is Xuanwu.

At this time, Lin Feng and the one-armed arm, standing side by side, are stepping on the sword of the real yuan, suspended in the air, the body's breath, constantly climbing, incomparably fierce.

"In the realm of Lingwu, I still dare to speak up. Today, I will let you pick me up and try a sword. You will understand what it means to be arrogant and ignorant."

One-armed indifference said that the one-armed arm lifted, the heavens and the earth whistling, madly converge toward his palm, a huge knife, gradually condensed, overbearing, sharp, as if to kill everything blocked People.

Lin Feng stood there, motionless, sword, not even out.

One-armed mouth with a hint of ridicule, today, he wants everyone to know that even if he loses to the poor, but no one dares to insult him, no one can look down on him, even He lost once, but only once.

"cut!"

The palms slowly squat, the space of the giant knives split, the airflow of the space becomes incomparably arrogant, scattered to the sides, like the waves in the water.

Looking at the knife under the arm of his head calmly, when the knife had fallen over the sky above his head, Lin Feng’s body finally moved, moving with the wind.

Just a slight swing, Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the place, even without any signs, moved on the ground.

"Hey, hehe..." The sound of the whistling sound was harsh, and the long knife fell, but it did not touch Lin Feng’s body at all, but the knife could not stop, and it still fell.

"Get away."

The crowd on the ground exclaimed, especially the feeling of oppression on the top of the head. They were so scared that they shivered and evaded and avoided.

"Booming!" The sword of the real yuan turned into an invisible force, falling on the ground, dusty, the ground was actually a deep gully by this illusory knife, shocking.

However, the one arm of this knife has no smugness on his face, only indifference.

Lin Feng did not pick up his fierce knife at all, but gently evaded and escaped. His knife was simply that he was doing something useless.

Yu Linfeng, but even Lin Feng people have not met, what is the use?

The sword of the real yuan was once again shaped, and the one arm was cold and screamed. The violent wind of the knife was so hurricane that it hunted out and swept out.

Lin Feng’s figure fluttered, and when he’s just smashed out, he’s already moving. Heaven and man are one, no wind and grass can't escape his feelings, and his body is also very keen, unless the other party’s real speed is extreme, let He didn't have time to dodge, otherwise he would never have met him.

The one-armed arm wants to launch the most fierce attack with the real sword, which will inevitably affect the speed of the knife, so he can't touch him.

"Happiness, this is the knife you are proud of? When you are fighting, you are stupid enough to think that others will pick you up every knife? You can't touch me with your knife, how can you fight?"

Lin Feng stood in the void, with a strong irony on his face, making the one-armed face stiff and ugly.

The crowd is trembled. Indeed, in the battle, the martial arts are good at different things. You are a sword and a martial arts. The attack is strong. It is impossible for others to resist your attack. The victory or defeat is the only one. Your knife is fierce. But the enemy is not used, it is useless knife, waste knife, of course, this is also based on Lin Feng's speed is sharp enough, in fact, the one-armed knife, not so slow, otherwise he used the knife.

"Do you only hide?" said one-armed irony.

"I will only hide? Why don't you say that your own knife is wasteful? When you fight, don't hide? Then you can pick me up and try some swords."

Lin Feng said indifferently, and then raised his hand, the space and the heavens and the earth were madly surging, and the meaning of killing, fighting, and destroying rose to the sky.

A sword of true Yuan that combines various artistic concepts, solidified in the hands of Lin Feng, Xiao Xiao, horror, the sun shines on it, the golden and brilliance of the brilliance of the brilliance, as if this sword can also swallow the glory of the sun, according to For your own use, the hot atmosphere spread out.

"The terrible sword of the mood!"

The eyes of the crowd looked up and looked at the sword in the hands of Lin Feng in the void. They were as dazzling as the sun, so that their eyes could not be seen directly, not only in war, but also in the heat.

Lin Feng stepped in the air, and the artistic conception of the rolling sword screamed out, extremely fierce, piercing the air.

"One arm, I will pick you up on that day, and you will be mad, saying that Lin Feng can only pick you up, I don't understand, what qualifications do you have in the end, a person of Xuanwujing, a knife, even my spiritual environment People can't hurt, and there are also rumors, I really admire your ignorance and shamelessness."

Lin Feng stepped out of the void, Ling Tian's sword rushed to the Han, more and more fierce, at this time the one-arm only felt a sharp and incomparable breath, as if to pierce and tear his body.

The brow wrinkled slightly, and the one-armed arm suddenly felt that Lin Feng’s sword was not weaker than his knife.

"Without strength, but nothing but how to be aggressive, you are defeated in the hands of the poor, but normal. But what is even more shameful is that you ask me, I just point out the problem, but you can't accept it, think it is insulted, actually That is just the shame in my heart, because you lost to the poor, so you can't afford the stimulation of a little bit of speech. You have lost the tenacity of the martial arts, but the genius is nothing but a name."

Lin Feng’s voice was bombarded in the inner arm of the one-armed arm. Indeed, he lost to the poor and the blues, which made his soul's ability to withstand worse. Therefore, after hearing Lin Feng's words, he felt very harsh. Therefore, he gave birth to Lin Feng and threatened Lin Feng.

The war on one arm is getting weaker and weaker.

The crowd felt this scene, and the eyes were condensed. Lin Feng’s body-worn swordsmanship made people dare not look straight, and became stronger and stronger, while the one-armed arm was stimulated by Lin Feng’s voice and the war was depressed.

"One-armed, you want to use Lin Feng to prove yourself, then I will let you understand that the so-called former Tianyi College first person has a false name, but it is a good waste."

The one-armed body rises to the sky, with an endless slash of swords, the sword is empty, the sun is dazzling, and by the light of the sun, Lin Feng’s sword is squatting.

One-armed raised his head and looked at Lin Feng's sword. Suddenly he felt a glare. Lin Feng's sword seemed to be a sun. It was like a sun. He couldn't open his eyes and couldn't look directly at Lin Feng.

"Drink!" One-armed anger screamed, and the one-armed knife directly slammed into the void, aimless.

"cut!"

At the same time as the one-armed sword was thrown out, Lin Feng shouted in a low voice, the sword, when the air squatted, with a sharp front and a blazing sun.

"Hey, hey..."

The eyes of the crowd solidified there, and two subtle sounds were heard in the void. The sword under the arm, tearing the space, the air seemed to be lit, and the sun flame flashed out.

This sly sun light sword, even the air is burning, burning a flame crack, shocking.

At the same time, the one-armed knife, the inch disappeared, under the eye-catching sword, it disappeared without a trace!

Ps: Thank you, the commander and the sorcerer, and the singer's ice to the fire. Yesterday, the flowers broke through 400. Thank you brothers, don't fight with others, just to overcome themselves, more and more brothers, I believe that sooner or later flowers can pass. thousand.