In the illusion, another strong collision, and then separated, a **** mark hung in the corner of the dream, but the indifference of his body is more and more prosperous.

The halls in this whole illusion are covered by a strong chill, cold and biting, and this cold is still growing.

"You are very persistent. I am arrogant to Qiong Xuanwu. I am not as good as strength or power. Lin Feng is not as good as me. If I am not good, why do you want me to use it for you?"

Qi Qiong looked at the dream and said slowly. In his eyes, there was a touch of heart, a strong woman, and a strong woman. In the temperament, she did not lose the royal princess Duan Xinye. Joan wanted to play, grab Lin Feng's woman, let Lin Feng see it with his own eyes, and throw away his face, but gradually, Qiong Qiong really appreciates the dream.

If the dream can be his woman, it is not bad, quite fit.

Of course, this is just the feeling of Qiong Qiong’s feelings. When he hears his words, his body is cold and he is getting more and more powerful, as if he wants to freeze the space.

"Don't be obsessed, you are not my opponent, and don't expect people to save you, Lin Feng, he has no ability to save you." Qiong Qiong felt the colder and colder, the indifferent opening.

"It turned out that the oldest banned army commander of the former Imperial City, a woman who likes others."

A lazy voice came, let Qiong Qiong's gaze faint, and then he saw the door of the left hand hall open, a figure, slowly came out.

“Well?” Qiong Qiong saw the figure that came out, and the brow was picking, and then there was a flash of killing in the eyes.

"With you, you are also qualified to take care of me." Yan Qiong said coldly, and then stepped forward, and suddenly a vast force emerged on him, and the rolling waves rushed toward the clouds that appeared.

"dead!"

Qi Qiong sighed low, and the horrible killings fell on Yunfeiyang’s body, dare to interfere with his affairs and kill.

Yunfei Yang saw that Qiong Qiong’s fist was getting closer and closer, and the smile on his face disappeared abruptly. Instead, it was a sharp air, and the tyrant’s wind blew on him, blowing his clothes to hunt. The sound is loud.

"dead?"

Qiong Qiong’s fist came, and Yun Feiyang’s eyes flashed through a fine mang, and his footsteps not only did not retreat, but instead stepped forward, his fist, directly blasting forward.

"Boom!"

A horrible wind lingers in the illusion space, the two bodies are like mountains, and the lines are still moving. Their clothes are all blown in the air, dancing, seemingly stormy, but the eyes are still so sharp.

"Get back."

Yunfei's footsteps are slightly different, but it is a tiny step, but it brings together an incomparable momentum. The power of terror blooms from his hands. Qiongqiong's body flies back. After landing on the ground, he still retreats a few steps.

Qiong Qiong’s eyes solidified there, staring at the clouds.

The strength of the strong, cloud-flying, so horrible, he could not shake the clouds flying, on the contrary, was shaken back by Yunfeiyang.

After he broke through the breakthrough, he was full of self-confidence, but it was fought by the public. He was shaken back by a person who had no previous reputation.

Not only is Qiong Qiong shocked, but the crowds outside the illusion are also full of shocking colors. The clouds are flying, and it is the most mysterious person. If you don’t fight, it’s amazing.

Only one punch, Zhen Qiong was shaken back, although this does not mean that his strength is stronger than Qiong Qiong, but at least he can prove his strength, even more fierce than Qiong Qiong.

The fog of the illusion, rolling up, the moon hanging in the air with a bit of desolate, but still bright.

A figure of the figure, more clearly appeared in the line of sight of the crowd, no longer a blurred image.

On the night of the full moon, above the Xiangjiang River, a few figures, vacant.

The illusion, the lifting, disappeared and disappeared.

And the crowd in the illusion is really there.

Six people, thirty-two young talents step into the illusion, but now, there are only six people left.

Qi Qiong, Yun Feiyang, Lin Feng, Meng Qing and Ling Tian's brother and sister.

Everyone else is dead. Whether it is a beast, or a young genius who has entered the family, he is dead. It can be said that there is no winner.

The remaining six people are indeed the most powerful. This is something that everyone can see and see.

Ling Tian, ​​the most murder is him.

Qiong Qiong, no one dares to provoke, and the dream can fight with him, even the more the Vietnam War, and the cloud flying, a punch will defeat Qiongqiong.

Lin Feng, the strength does not need to say.

These six people have survived to the illusion, and they have undoubtedly proved their talents. It is a pity that the other twenty-four geniuses have died and become a stepping stone.

Not long ago, they were also eager to make a name for themselves, but the reality is that it is so cruel, your talent is good, but some people are stronger than you.

The meaning of the moon's bleak will be on Lin Feng's body. I saw his gaze turning over and falling on the dream. I saw that the dream face was slightly pale, and the corner of the mouth was traced with blood. The meaning of coldness.

"Dream!"

Lin Feng's body trembled, and instantly came to the dream, took out a medicinal herb and directly fed it into the mouth of the dream. The dream opened his mouth and swallowed the medicinal herbs. Seeing Lin Feng’s indifference on her body also disappeared. There is no shadow, but it is gone for a moment, but with a shallow smile.

This laugh, as if the moon had lost his brilliance, only the beauty of the world, so that the crowd who saw her smile was dazzled and stunned.

A beautiful woman, white wins snow, veil masked, standing under the moon, like a real fairy of the moon.

Lin Feng saw a little bit of ruddy complexion after seeing the dream drug. The eyes turned slowly, and they saw the two people facing each other, Qi Qiong and Yun Feiyang.

In the end, Lin Feng's gaze was fixed on Qiong Qiong's body, and a cold chill was swallowed out from him. The killing was so embarrassing.

It seems to be the feeling of killing Lin Feng. Qiu Qiong’s eyes are picking up, moving from Yunfei’s body, looking at Lin Feng, sneer: “You don’t deserve her, she should be my woman.”

"sword!"

Lin Feng did not pay attention to Qi Qiong, his footsteps crossed, his heart was moving, his hand slowly lifted up.

The wind is whistling, the sword is swaying, and in the space, a sharp and horrible sword is madly condensed. In the hands of Lin Feng, the sword of the real yuan, the shape of the condensation.

Qiongqiu brows a pick, coldly screams, the same horrible breath blooms from his body, and Lin Feng confronts each other, the atmosphere of the two meets and collides in the air.

"The temperament of horror, the strength of Qiong Qiong, should go to the four realms of Xuanwujing." The crowd felt the anger of these two sighs, and the heart trembled.

"Is it finally going to collide. This Qiongqiong is terrible." The crowd is full of expectation. Qiongqiong and Lin Feng are the geniuses selected from the genius. They finally have to collide and look forward to .

However, Qiong Qiong’s strength is fourfold in Xuanwu’s strength. Lin Feng’s only Xuanwujing is twofold. Although he can kill the three strong players in Xuanwujing, he will be very reluctant to deal with Qiongqiong.

This battle, the crowd is not so good to see Lin Feng, but that cloud is flying, all over the mysterious, can retreat the Xuan Qiu four-year-old Qiong Qiong, his strength, but also terrible.

"Enough." At this moment, a voice came out, only to see the old man who had just arranged the illusion, looked at Lin Feng and Qiongqiong, and slowly said: "You six people, can persist until now, very good, plus There are eight geniuses in the eight sons of the Eight Great Masters. Now, fourteen of you can learn from each other and see who is stronger."

"Whoever wants to fight, they will directly invite each other."

The old man said indifferently, let the crowd's pupils condense, who wants to fight, invites the other side, these six, plus the eight sons, collide each other, how exciting.

The eight sons have rarely seen them fighting with people. Nowadays, they do not know how strong they are.

Lin Feng’s eyes swept the old man’s eyes and his eyes were indifferent. According to Yunfei Yang, he could not find his dreams and caused his dreams to be hurt. It was the ghost of this old guy who deliberately made it.

The old man seems to have felt the attention of Lin Feng, and he added a cold cold, saying: "It is best to cultivate people who are weak, and it is best to start from the low-skilled people. You don't know how to die."

The old man, apparently in the irony of Lin Feng's realm, is two different realms than Qiongqiong.

Ps: There are still two more, and today the fourth is even more. . . You know.