Lin Feng glanced at the man, his body was slender, his face was clear, his temperament was extraordinary, and he should be the kind of family, to have this temperament.

"You want the blood of the grass." From the hate to hear the man's words do not return, whispered, but his eyes have been gazing at Lin Feng.

"In the Star Temple, some people dared to be so rude." Lin Feng whispered, but saw that the woman did not care, the body suddenly trembled, and went straight to Lin Feng.

"bring here."

The woman's palm was thrown toward Lin Feng, and suddenly a feminine palm wind struck toward Lin Feng, and Lin Feng's clothes were blown.

"Humph."

Lin Feng snorted, I didn’t expect this woman to be so bold, and her heart was moving. The Great Day Burning of the Classics was running, and the fire was really flowing in the palm of his hand. Among his palms, all were masculine fires, and the other’s feminine in contrast.

"Go back." Lin Feng screamed, under the burning of the real fire of the yang fire, the space made a loud noise, Lin Feng's palm and the hands of hate instantly collided together, sending out a few heavy muffled sounds.

The two palms intersect, and a yin and yang airflow rotates. Lin Feng intuitively has a feminine force to penetrate everything, and spreads along his own arm. From hate, he feels a hot yang fire and wants to burn her. Arm.

"Blood grass, hand it over."

A hateful step forward, suddenly a horrible feminine atmosphere invaded Lin Feng, let Lin Feng's body tremble, suddenly backed off, but did not retreat from hate, still stand there.

"Go." Lin Feng sighed coldly, and the yang fire really swept out and rushed toward the arm, dissolving the feminine palm.

The hate was just the arm shaking, and suddenly the sleeves on the arm broke open and burned, and a hot gas permeated from her arm and was easily dispelled.

"A good and tough woman." Lin Feng's eyes condensed, this hatred, his eyes are always cold and tough, and the battle is full of enthusiasm, it seems that if you do not achieve the goal, you will not give up.

Lin Feng stared at her, getting colder and colder. This **** grass was so easy to get. The woman actually said that she would grab it.

The fiery yang fire really reunited, and Lin Feng’s arm seemed to have a flame lingering there, full of blazing scent. At the same time, in the flame, a dark air flow circulated, so that Lin Feng only felt his arms full. With endless power, the magic of four thousand Buddhas, all gathered in the arms.

At this point, the body of hatefulness trembled again and rushed to Lin Feng. It was still a soft palm, without any fancy, and this palm was a bit stronger than before.

"Roll!" Lin Feng stepped on the ground, suddenly the hall shivered slightly, his steps stepped out in three steps, each step fell, the momentum of the body increased sharply, three steps down, there is a group of airflow around his arm , dancing constantly, revealing a few black positive fires.

"Boom!"

A heavy muffled sound came out, the power of the nine-turn Buddha and the power of the real fire of the sun, the power of this palm of Lin Feng can shake the six people of Xuanwujing, and shake the body under the hate Then, the footsteps are retreating, step by step, and returning to the original place, as if they are unwilling, the arm that hangs there has filial piety, and the power of Lin Feng’s palm blossoms may be so strong.

Lin Feng stood there, his eyes still indifferent, staring at each other, around the palm, there is still a stream of air that is raging.

The crowd in the hall looked at the battle between the two with great interest. Lin Feng’s breath is the four-fold atmosphere of Xuanwujing, and the hatred, Xuanwujing six, the first palm collision, is the advantage of hate, and the first Two palms, Xu Feng's four-fold Lin Feng actually reversed, repelling hatred.

The eyes of hate are still so cold, staring at Lin Feng, and still want to continue to do it.

"It’s enough to hate."

At this time, she listened to the temperament youth to drink her, and she converges her breath.

The temperament youth stepped up and walked to the side of hate. He nodded slightly to Lin Feng and said, "Sorry, my sister has a temper, because I know that I need blood grass, so it will be like this. You are not surprised."

Lin Feng is silent, this temperament youth seems to be very generous, and the apology is somewhat sincere.

"Your strength is very good. I know the generations of Tianlong City. I know that you should not, is it the snowy country?"

The temperament youth asked with a smile, he was able to confirm at a glance that Lin Feng is not a Tianlong City, but a snowy moon.

It seems that this person is not an ordinary generation, otherwise Tianlongcheng genius is so many, how can he know that Lin Feng is not one of them.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded and responded.

"Snow Moon Country, Lin Feng?"

The temperament youth asked a low voice, and Lin Feng’s eyes were slightly condensed, and he was a little surprised. He did not expect the other party to recognize himself.

"I am Lin Feng." Lin Fengdao.

"Sure enough, I said that Tianlong City, there are no talented people who can challenge the two levels." The temperament youth smiled freely and said: "The so-called not knowing each other, seeing it today is also a fate, my sister's If you are rude, you will also be forgiven. We will have a chance to meet in the coming days."

When the young man said, he turned his eyes and looked away from hate. He said: "Be away from hate, go back with me."

From the hateful eyes flashed, then the head slightly lowered, whispered: "Good."

After all, the temperament youth left the spirit grass hall with hate. Lin Feng looked at the backs of the two people feeling a bit strange. Are they really brothers and sisters? He clearly can see that the woman who hates the woman is arrogant, but The temperament youth is awe, not like his sister, but like, subordinate!

The six strong people in Xuanwujing are only his subordinates, so what about the strength of the youth? Also, what is his identity?

Looking back, Lin Feng’s eyes fell on the old man who traded with himself. The old man saw Lin Feng’s view to himself, and smiled at Lin Feng.

"Yes, the four-fold cultivation of Xuanwujing has been able to fight against the six strong people in Xuanwujing, and the potential is endless."

Lin Feng didn't care too much about the praise of the old man, but asked: "Predecessors, this star temple has its own rules, and the person who protects the transaction is safely traded. Why is the woman who is quite arrogant, but who does not have the Star Hall to stop it?"

"Young people, you have to understand that the rules are for people, and naturally they are broken by people. You have also seen the strength of the girl. The Xuanwujing is sixfold. As for the youth, how do you guess his cultivation?"

The old man asked Lin Fengxiao.

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know."

"He, like you, cultivated the technique of concealment. It is impossible to see how he cultivated with the technique of the eye. But when you look at the cultivation of people, you can see the essence and blood, so at first sight, you I didn't think that you were a master of Xuanwujing. As for the young man, his spirit is full, there is no gap, his blood is square and natural, and his realm is higher than the old man."

The old man smiled and shook his head. His eyes were a bit late, and it seemed that he was feeling that he was old. Even a young man’s cultivation was beyond him.

Lin Feng’s heart trembled, even higher than the old man.

The old man’s repairs have also been seen by him. The Xuanwujing seven-fold situation has already entered the high-order basaltic situation, and the temperament youth is even stronger than the old one.

Well, his identity, and his position in the Longshan Empire, is beyond doubt. Because of this, the people of the Star Temple have ignored the battles here, and there are potential rules in addition to the rules.

"Thank you for your advice."

Lin Feng gave a sigh of relief to the old man. After that, he did not continue to stay in the Star Temple. The things here are not what he can trade, unless he is going to change it.

But Jiuyangcao, such as the extreme sun grass, still keep some of it as well.

After Lin Feng walked out of the Star Temple, he found that the sky was dark at the moment, but in the Star Hall, it was brightly lit, like a white, and did not know what time it was.

However, even if the weather is already dark, the stars trading venue is still a crowd of people, and it is extremely lively, and the transaction is still going on.

Lin Feng has already got what he needs, and this trip is also complete, then he will not continue to stay, his body will continue to flash, and it will not take long for the star trading venue.

However, after leaving the Star Temple, Lin Feng had a feeling of being peeped. This feeling is not strange to him.