The strong existence of the four sub-realms of Xuanwujing, together with Lin Feng, in the crowd's view, although the 36 women can temporarily suppress the shackles of the six realms of Xuanwujing, Lin Feng, but will die.

"This time, do not believe that you are still not dead." Duan Sirius stared at Lin Feng coldly, the sound is like ice, cold and incomparable.

Lin Feng glanced at Sirius, and said faintly: "You are not dead, how can I die?"

"You are confident, with your cultivation, although you can deal with a five-person person in Xuanwujing, but now, you are facing four people, and they are all so strong, that thirty-six swords, are you alone? Can not regenerate the array, unless you can change thirty-six women out."

Duan Sirius sneered, he also had to admire Lin Feng’s life, so many times of crisis, every time, he was saved by danger, and his strength is also stronger than the Vietnam War, it seems to never end, you weak him strong, you Stronger, he is stronger, always able to shock the crowd, I hope this time, do not be turned over by Lin Feng.

Duan Sirius’s heart is still awkward.

"Whoever said that I can't use thirty-six swords."

Lin Feng sneered, and the purple martial arts fluttered fiercely. Suddenly, there were thirty-six tentacles in the air that spread forward and turned into thirty-six purple hands, holding those swords suspended in the air, and at the same time, a terrible The soul of the soul blooms from Lin Feng's body, and the souls of the souls are filled into the purple tentacles. At this moment, the swords are not only entangled by the purple tentacles, but also controlled by the soul of Lin Feng.

Every sword is so clear, as if it were Lin Feng’s hand.

This scene caused the crowd's heart to tremble suddenly, staring at Lin Feng, and the thirty-six swords trembled in the void, making a humming sound, one person, controlling the thirty-six swords.

"The power of human beings is exhaustive, but there are so many magical means of martial arts. You are the frog of this well, and you can understand what you think you are."

Lin Feng said indifferently to Duan Sirius, let Duan Sirius look stiff, Lin Feng, he actually did it, can he really make it easy to make these 36 swords?

When people hear Lin Feng’s words, they seem to be relishing. Indeed, the power of ordinary people is exhausted. But as long as they step into the martial arts and keep moving forward, this is the way to break through the heavens. You can estimate it by manpower, martial arts, no limits, no What is not possible, one person controls the thirty-six swords, Lin Feng, it did.

The four strong men of Xuanwujing stared coldly at Lin Feng, and their hearts were slightly awkward. Just now, Lin Feng had already killed one of their companions. As long as Lin Feng seized the opportunity and killed them, there would be no any The scruples, his men, Lin Feng, said that killing will kill.

"My main attack, you two from the two sides should cooperate with my attack, the wolf rides you after the opportunity to move and assist us." Four Xuanwujing five strong, one of them said to the other three, let three People nodded slightly, and the person who spoke had the sword and martial arts, attacked powerfully, and faced the main attack, which should be brought by him.

Four people, at the same time release their martial arts, Lin Feng's frontal person, sword Wuhun, Jianqi throughput, sharp and incomparable.

The left and right, the knife and the soul, the overbearing sharp, the last one, the beast Wuhun, a black-faced demon wolf.

"kill!"

A low drink, the sword martial arts owner's gods flashed, the sword if the cold light, thorns toward Lin Feng, this sword is sharp and terrible, the sword around, are all squatting, endless.

"A terrible sword."

The crowd looked at the swordsmanship in the void, the sound of the sword whistling like a wind and thunder, rolling, and if they faced, the horror moment would be killed.

The sword repair of the five realms of Xuanwujing, the attack power is unquestionable, absolutely horrible.

"Jian Ning!"

Lin Feng sighed low and suddenly, thirty-six swords trembled and huddled together, and together, the swordsman was swallowing on it, but it was condensed and not put out. The terrible sword was revealed from the tip of the sword, letting the front face Lin Feng’s heart trembled, and this sword was concealed and terrible.

"kill!"

A big drink, the mad knife flashed, such as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, there are two huge knives in the void, squatting to Lin Feng, as if to split the space.

"go with."

Lin Fengyi drinks one

The sound, the whistling thirty-six swords madly snarled, and then, a glaring white mans bloomed from the sword, only a white mans, across the sky, where the swordsman passed, leaving a white sword in the space trace.

"Hey, hey..."

The crisp sound came out, and the terrible swordsman was almost unbelievable. In an instant, the sword of the five-strong powerhouse of the Xuanwujing was swallowed up, and the inch was broken.

The Xuanwujing five-fold sword repairs the desperate color, the body wants to escape, but it is too late, Baimang is too fast, fleeting, the crowd only sees the sword repair body trembles in the void Then, his body floated like a leaf in the wind. On his chest, there was a trace of a sword. Just a touch of sword, he passed through his chest.

"A terrible sword!"

The crowd is trembled, Lin Feng, actually can use the power of one's own force to make thirty-six swords, cloth thirty-six days of swords, is terrible, then now Lin Feng, is not able to easily kill the strongest of the five strong Xuanwu Even colliding with the six people of Xuanwujing?

"Boom!"

Just as the crowd was still staring at the falling body, two overbearing knives were killed. However, Lin Feng’s body fluttered like a wind, disappearing from the place, and the knife passed by, but the hurricane still smashed. Lin Feng’s body is slightly painful.

The two strong men with knives did not stagnate for a moment, the knife light turned and flew to Lin Feng. They had experienced too many battles, even though Lin Feng killed their companions with a shocking attitude, they still could not let them Stop fighting.

"Hey!"

A screaming voice came out, the black-faced demon wolf sorcerer owner, like a fierce monster, smashed toward Lin Feng, and the scorpion was full of fierce light and sharp claws.

"Jian San!" Lin Feng is another scream, the thirty-six swords are divided into three, and every twelve swords are shot in one direction, creaking.

The sound of the sword collision and the collision of the airflow are very harsh. The owner of the beast martial arts is the most disadvantaged in the face of the sword. It can only be resisted by the claws. The twelve swords are not stabbed and will stop, but by Lin Feng. Soul power control, will continue to strangle attack.

The sword array is launched, no blood, how can stop.

At this time, Lin Feng’s body also moved and rushed toward the owner of the demon wolf soul. On his body, a terrible will kills the will, and the black sword of the real sword appears in him. In the hands, Lin Feng at this time is like killing God.

"When it is over, another five-strong powerhouse in Xuanwu is going to fall."

The crowd suddenly gave birth to an idea, and then they saw Lin Feng’s sword of slashing and slashing, tearing out a black sword mark.

"Hey!"

The five-strong powerhouse of Xuanwujing gave a long shout, and the whole face turned into a black-faced wolf. The sharp wolf claws resisted the black sword of Lin Feng’s killing, and the rumbling sound of the rumble continued.

"kill!"

Lin Feng’s mouth spit out a voice, and the twelve swords were worn by the other’s chest under the imperial concubine. The blood flew out with the sword.

At the same time, Lin Feng’s sword in the hands of the attacker was unstoppable and strangled, tearing the other’s body directly, and the other party’s screaming voice did not come out.

"died!"

The hearts of the crowd trembled down, so scary Lin Feng, killing the five strong players of Xuanwujing, easy.

The eyes turned and there were two people left.

Lin Feng’s heart moved, and the twelve swords roared away. At the same time, his footsteps were also in the void, and they stepped toward the two.

"Sword curtain!"

With a low drink, the thirty-six swords changed again, turning into a rain curtain of the sword, trapping the two in them, and the endless swordsmanship was madly strangled.

"When it is over, the four powerful existences of Xuanwujing are all in the hands of Lin Feng."

Seeing the resistance of the two men in the sword, and Lin Feng’s eyes on the side, many people sighed with sorrow. For the people of Xueyue Temple, although they were shocked by Lin Feng’s strength, there was no one. I hope Lin Feng can win.

Lin Feng, is to kill them and destroy them!

Ps: On the fourth day of the month, continue to ask for flowers!