Step by step, Lin Feng's figure disappeared into the crowd's eyes and stepped into the illusion. //Update the fastest 78xs//

The rising psychedelic fog shrouded Lin Feng's figure, Lin Feng and Mu Qing, all disappeared into the crowd's sight, which made many people feel annoyed, and did not know what would happen in the illusion.

In the magical array, Mu Qing's body kept moving and blinking, his brows wrinkled, trying to find an exit.

But at this time, a slight footstep suddenly thought of it, making his eyes stiff.

The body slowly turned, and Mu Qing saw that he was standing behind him, a younger figure than him, with a cold sigh of sorrow.

"Lin Feng?"

Mu Qing brows a pick and asks coldly.

Lin Feng did not respond, just looked at him indifferently and said: "You look for me?"

When I heard Lin Feng’s words, Mu Qing showed a smile and said: “Let’s go out of the illusion first, hear that you are strong, and humiliate me, Tianfeng Guotianfeng, and want to talk with you.”

"Why must be out of the illusion, it will be fine." Lin Feng said a faint voice, let Mu Qing face a sinking, said: "In this, if you use this fantasy, I am not going to suffer."

"You can afford to see yourself, to deal with you, you still need to use the illusion!" Lin Feng said indifferently, the voice fell, the footsteps out, the figure is like the wind, the moment will come to Mu Qing, directly punched out.

"Humph!"

Mu Qing saw Lin Feng directly hands, coldly screamed, this Lin Feng is bold, Xuanwujing triple person, even dare to directly hit his fist with his fist, even the power of the real yuan has not been mobilized, this is not looking for death.

The power possessed by the three people of Xuanwujing can be compared with his five-fold arrogance.

The fists of the two men quickly slammed together and made a muffled sound.

At the moment of the collision, Mu Qing’s eyelids were stiff there. In the hands of Lin Feng, a horrible force came and made him blast.

The strength of the strong, Lin Feng, so terrible, meat fist, harder than steel.

Without chasing, Lin Feng just stared at Mu Qing with indifference and his eyes were cold.

Mu Qing also stared at Lin Feng, and his fists were sent with a sense of paralysis. A real power was flowing in the fist, which was more comfortable.

It seems that he is careless, Lin Feng can not be underestimated.

“It’s another waste.”

Lin Feng said indifferently, then stepped out, let Mu Qing's face stiffen there, waste? And Lin Feng also used the word, in the eyes of Lin Feng, Tianfeng seven, these geniuses of Tianfengguo are waste !

In Mu Qing's palm, a group of demon wild light looming, raising his fist, Mu Qing did not avoid, once again rushed toward Lin Feng.

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The demon, the power is infinite; the Vientiane exercises, the power of the Vientiane.

"Boom!" The fascinating fog of the mad tyrant kept vibrating, and Lin Feng and Mu Qing’s fists collided for the second time. This time, no one retired, and the body was fixed there.

"It is just like this. I only used the power of the thousand elephants. If the Vientiane forces come out and punch, you will die." Mu Qing stared at Lin Feng's eyes and smiled coldly: "Those people look for you to the Xiangjiang River." It seems that I don't have to, I can kill you here."

"roll."

Mu Qing’s words just fell, Lin Feng’s hands were in a terrible black power, and the horrible power came out. Mu Qing’s fists pressed onto Mu Qing’s body, causing him to tremble and be forced to retreat.

This scene made Mu Qing's face stiff. Just now he was very proud, but the next moment Lin Feng shook him back and shocked him twice in a row, making him feel awful.

"you wanna die."

Mu Qing sighed and screamed, and he showed up a long way of whistling. On his body, it seemed that there was a shadow of Vientiane, and he rushed out.

"The Vientiane exercises, the gas is full, the rushing, the trampling of everything, destroy!"

Mu Qing chilled and shouted, carrying the power of Vientiane, his body turned into a violent wind, the whole person was like a demon, the wind rushed out, and the horror rushed to Lin Feng.

Vientiane, such as the same million demon rushing, its power is fierce and powerful, can be imagined.

While Mu Qing is running wild, it seems that the space is distorted.

"The five-fold cultivation of Xuanwujing is the power of Vientiane." Lin Feng’s heart

Whispering, all of them have a strange luster, black luster is constantly flowing in his body, his fist, with a layer of black streamer.

"Just give it a try, how powerful is the power of the nine-turn Buddha."

Lin Feng didn't have a bit of weakness, his footsteps crossed, his body threw himself out, and he punched him out in front.

This fist blasted, the space seemed to be distorted, and the light of this punch covered everything, the fist of the Buddha.

"Three thousand Buddha magic!"

"Boom, bang..."

Vientiane is whistling, the Buddha is roaring, the power of Vientiane collides with the magic of the three thousand Buddhas, and the space is twisted. There is a vortex between the Mu Qing and Lin Feng, and the whirlpool of horror.

"How is it possible, how is this possible?"

Mu Qing’s face is stiff, and the Vientiane exercises are his ancestral martial arts. The power of Vientiane is pure power. In the killing, it will definitely die.

However, Lin Feng, a three-person person in Xuanwujing, can say that he uses swords and magical means to raise his attack power to the level of four or even five levels of Xuanwu. He can still accept understanding, but Lin Feng is just a punch. A horrible punch seems to suppress his power of Vientiane.

"Roll!" Lin Feng stepped forward a small step forward, the dark magic light once again rushed, the terrible power trembled in Mu Qing's arm, making a squeaky crisp sound, Mu Qing's body, once again exploded.

The defeat, the power of Vientiane, lost to the other three thousand Buddha magic.

However, all of this was far from over. When he stepped back, he felt a gust of wind in front of him. Lin Feng’s figure followed him. A murderous gas shrouded his body and made him It is a stiff.

"kill!"

Lin Feng snorted and slammed it out.

"Vientiane Prajna." Mu Qing calmed his face, his palms together, and rushed to resist, Lin Feng's terrible physical strength all banged on Mu Qing, let Mu Qing mouth overflow a trace of blood.

So terrible, Lin Feng’s power is terrible, and it seems that he does not need to be like him. He wants to use the power of Vientiane to use the power of Vientiane. It is a terrible force, pure physical strength.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom……"

A shocking and terrible voice came from the fog, letting the eyes of the people outside Yunhaizong stare at the foggy way, a strong vibration, what happened inside, Lin Feng was bombarding Mu Qing, Or is Mu Qing bombarding Lin Feng?

"what……"

A sound of screaming came out, with infinite grievances, this voice, is the voice of Mu Qing.

"Lin Feng, it’s terrible. Actually, Mu Qing is still not as good as Lin Feng, who ran to kill Yun Haizong. It seems that this time is dead."

The crowd secretly said in the heart, and at this time, Mu Qing’s face was all blood, the nose and mouth of the nose, the seven bleeds, and Lin Feng’s bombardment, constantly shaking him, making his injury worse, almost Crazy.

Look at Lin Feng at this time, just like a god, staring at Mu Qing, ready to blast again.

"I don't fight."

Mu Qing roared and waved at Lin Feng, letting Lin Feng stagnate and not fight?

"I am not as good as myself. I came here this time. Someone is looking for you. Our Tianfengguo people invite you to go to the Xiangjiang River on your last name, you dare to go?"

Mu Qing’s hand pointed at Lin Feng and signaled a truce.

Lin Feng’s face showed a playful look: “I will go, but before you go, you will die first.”

"I just spoke." Mu Qing's face was stiff, only the color of fear.

"You are rumoring? You are the one who killed me Yun Haizong. If you want to sneak into my Yunhai Zong, you still want to kill me and kill me directly?"

Lin Feng feels that there is a smirk, this Mu Qing, is really too ridiculous, and found that it is not good, only to show that he is a message?

"What do you want?" Mu Qing's face was stiff and ugly, staring at Lin Feng.

"You want your life." Lin Feng spit out a figure, the figure is like the wind, the magic of the three thousand Buddhas are all mobilized, all bombarded in Mu Qing, let Mu Qing body tremble, the whole person is stiff there, the more bloody, the more powerful, Then I saw a cold flash of light, and the power of the real yuan hit, like a sword.

Mu Qing’s head flew up and died!