At this genius gathering, the battle will evolve into the scene at this moment, and no one expected it.

Who can imagine, Lin Feng, will be on the Xiangjiang River, with one's own strength against one of the eight sons of the Dapeng son and the youngest banned army commander in the palace.

Whether it is Chu Zhanpeng or Qiongqiong, there is no doubt that they belong to true genius figures. However, Lin Feng is more enchanting than them, and even at this moment, Qiongqiong invited Chu Zhanpeng to join Lin Feng.

Chu Zhanpeng was silent, then nodded indifferently, saying: "Well, together, kill him."

Two great geniuses, promised to join forces to kill Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng, his eyes were cold, and his dark pupils still had no expression. His footsteps crossed, his body fluttered toward the front, the meaning of killing and the tremors of the people, and he was close to Qiongqiong.

Chu Zhanpeng has Dapeng Wushen, fast speed, high sensitivity, and the strength is not weaker than Qiongqiong. It will be more difficult to kill him. Therefore, Lin Feng plans to kill Qiongqiong first and then deal with Chu Zhanpeng.

Seeing Lin Feng carrying the rolling and killing, Qiu Qiong’s face changed and his face was ugly. This Lin Feng was ironed to kill him first.

The dragon screams, the sorcerer's martial arts roar, the huge demon's pupil stares at Lin Feng, the dragon's grain, flowing in the body of Qiong Qiong, covering his body and arms, shocking.

"kill him."

Qiu Qiong screamed and took the opportunity of the dragon to fight against Lin Feng. A huge dragonfly screamed at the sky and roared with Lin Qiong to kill Lin Feng.

Dapeng Gongzi certainly understands the meaning of Qiongqiong. The wings are open and floating, and the body is like a streamer. It is going to gallop behind Lin Feng, and it is almost unbelievable.

Two people, one after the other, see how Lin Feng can cope.

wind!

A glimpse of the subtle winds, Lin Feng quietly realized the rhythm of the wind, the body trembled slightly, his whole person, in a short moment, seems to tremble countless times, an action, with countless changes, and the rhythm of the wind In harmony, his body, under the moonlight, pulled out a trace of the afterimage.

In the void, there are countless Lin Feng.

"Well?" Qi Qiong stunned, but saw Lin Feng's afterimages constantly rushing toward him, almost unbelievable, as if like a gust of wind, floating in space.

The will to kill him is getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of killing is becoming more and more horrible.

"I don't believe, you can deal with two people at the same time."

Qiong Qiong’s heart was cold, and the dragon was furious, and he rushed to Lin Feng and spared everything.

"Kill, kill!"

Lin Feng sighed low, without any hand, the sword in the right hand, killing with all the power, killing and screaming.

"Roar!"

"Boom!"

The murderous gas collided with the dragon and roared, and the space trembled again. At the same time, Chu Zhanpeng behind Lin Feng arrived. The sharp palm was like a claw, and he grabbed it against Lin Feng’s chest. If this claw is buckled, I am afraid Grab the heart of Lin Feng.

"Get back!"

Lin Feng's body is reversed, and the black Nether Lotus blossoms directly toward Chu Zhanpeng, the lotus of the Nether, with a deep and devastating atmosphere.

Chu Zhanpeng’s eyes were condensed, and the palms stopped in the air. If he grabbed his palms, he did not catch Lin Feng, but the ruined lotus.

The wings stretched, and Dapeng's body stopped suddenly, and the hard-skinned place stopped in the same place. Then at this moment, a purple light rushed out from behind Lin Feng, and then the dark lotus was held and entangled.

"Ok?"

The crowd looked trembled, Lin Feng, what is this, let the purple brilliance, hold the dark lotus.

Soon the crowd understood what Lin Feng was doing, and the purple light seemed to have life. He dragged the lotus of the Nether and walked toward Chu Zhanpeng, letting Chu Zhanpeng look awkward.

this is okay too?

Lin Feng, with the purple light of Wuhun, to control the lotus of the Nether?

At this time, Lin Feng has already ignored the lotus of the Nether, and the gas of killing is once again rising into the sky. It is also a sword. When the sky is empty, he bows to Qiongqiong. He does not see the black lotus and Chu Zhanpeng. Killing.

"Hey!"

Lin Feng’s killing seems to be endless and will not stop. However, Qiongqiong can’t always use such a powerful attack to collide with Lin Feng. The killing sword kills everything, and Qiong Qiong’s dragon fist is used out, while the body is crazy. Retreat, but the sword that was destroyed still had a wound on him.

This wound, in the chest, if he had just lost a point, Lin Feng's sword of killing, broke his chest.

Destruction and killing means the wounds on the chest are raging. Qiong Qiong’s face is ugly to the extreme, and there are grievances. Can you still deal with Lin Feng?

Lin Feng doesn't seem to want to give him time to think about it. The residual image is now, like the wind's body galloping forward, approaching Qiongqiong, the killing of his body, the body of Qiongqiong must be crushed, so that Qiongqiong can not Come.

"Ah..." Yan Qiong screamed, his voice filled with infinite grievances, his heart, constantly shaking in the will to kill, his will, constantly being weakened, and in this way, he even fought The meaning will not be lifted, and Lin Feng will kill him. He is screaming, venting, venting the heart of fear and fear, and diluting the temper that he can't breathe.

At the same time, Dapeng Gongzi’s wings kept flashing, but the purple light seemed to have his own life. He held the lotus of the Nether and blocked his body. Chu Zhanpeng would not doubt this.缕缕紫光, can completely ignite the black face of the Nether, if he rushed into collision, I am afraid there will be no good consequences.

"dead!"

Lin Feng was ruthless, and he spit out a voice again in his mouth. His hands were volleyed, and the sword of ruthless killing fell.

Rumble, the power of the mad tyrants destroyed all of Qiongqiong’s resistance. Although Qiongqiong once again escaped a catastrophe, his mouth was still overflowing with blood and his body was mad.

Lin Feng did not let him go, the will to kill will still be Ling Tian, ​​step by step, and then a sword, you can kill Qi Qiong.

"Enough, stop."

A cold drink came out, and the tremor was in the space, letting the crowd's eyes condense.

Lin Feng’s eyelids are also slightly condensed. The man who is angry is the old man in the void. When Lin Feng can kill Qiongqiong, he shouts his hand, and when Qiongqiong and Dapeng Gongzi teamed up to kill Lin Feng, He didn't put one in his fart.

In this scene, who else can't see the old man in the squat?

Lin Feng certainly understands that there is a trace of cold in the corner of the mouth, and the will to kill will remain. The sword of the killing is still squatting and has not stopped.

"Humph!"

A cold voice was introduced into Lin Feng's ear, and then Lin Feng felt a horrible coldness shrouded himself. Then he saw the old man's void and appeared in front of him. The horrible palm was directly directed. He blasted out, and the rolling waves made Lin Feng’s sword of slashing a slight sigh, and then the body retreated.

"Xuanwujing, Wuzhong!"

The crowd was condensed. The strength of this old man is fivefold in Xuanwujing. This artistic conception transcends the scope that Lin Feng can bear. With the will to kill and the lotus, he can cross the two realms to overcome the challenge, but the Xuanwujing is five-fold, the difference between the three realms, too Difficult.

"I let you stop, can't you understand?" The old man indifferently yelled at Lin Feng, and the chill poured out.

Lin Feng looked at the old man's face and only felt ugly.

"What **** genius party, hosted by you, the real shame." Lin Feng stared at the old man, said coldly: "I knew this, I will not participate in this garbage gathering, I have only seen A group of shameless people."

At this moment, this gathering has no meaning for Lin Feng. These people play the rules between the applause. Without any impartiality, they are still genius gatherings?

When the crowd heard Lin Feng’s words, their eyes were stagnation, and their hearts were filled with emotions. Indeed, this genius gathering has no principle at all, and it makes no sense.

"You say it again!" The old man stared at Lin Feng, his eyes were cold, and his killing was flashing.

"Say again?" Lin Feng chilled and smiled, and indifferently spit out a voice: "I said, today, in the heavens and the earth, I have to kill Qi Qiong, no one can stop me. As for this **** party, there is no for me. Any meaning, now, you give me away!"

Lin Feng's scorpion is dark, and the will kills the sky. The voice spit in his mouth makes everyone's pupils shrink and roll, Lin Feng, let the old man roll, it is almost lifeless.

Ps: ask for flowers!