"A quick sword."

Lin Feng's eyelids condensed, his footsteps were slightly staggered, his toes point to the ground, and the flashing speed quickly.

"Oh..." The coldness of the sword trembled. Lin Feng’s starlight illusion appeared in front of him. The sword seemed to move forward suddenly. Although the distance was short, it still fell on Lin Feng’s body.

The clothes on the chest were pierced, very small holes, almost impossible to see, Lin Feng drifted away and only felt a slight pain in the chest, looked down and looked at the blood, the clothes dyed red.

"Sure enough, not only is the attacking power of the ** being suppressed, but even the physical defenses that I have tempered by myself have been oppressed back to the Xuanwujing." This sword is verifying Lin Feng’s speculation that it’s terrible. As if there is an invisible rule that suppresses everything.

堕天魔域 only recognizes the power gained from it.

"Do you still want to escape?"

Sui Jian sneered, the sword shadow reappeared, the cold light flashed, the phantom sword trembled, seemingly in the distance, but in Lin Feng, the sword has come.

Lin Feng's pupils stared at each other tightly, as if to see the trajectory of the sword.

The real power of the body is stirring, and Lin Feng’s hands are dragging, and suddenly the real power seems to want the other’s sword to be clamped.

"Humph."

The sword and the sword whirl, the cold sword suddenly broke through the **** of the real yuan, and if it was star-studded, it would pierce Lin Feng.

The same cultivation is the strength, the sword has martial arts, Lin Feng does not, he certainly has to suffer.

His eyes were still staring at the sword. Lin Feng’s eyes flashed through a cold mang, and the powerful real power was in a crazy gathering in the left hand. Then Lin Feng’s palm trembled, and the slap in the face was stabbing himself. Above the long sword, suddenly the sword was slightly stunned, and Lin Feng’s right hand once again stretched out, and the right hand that gathered the true Yuan strength suddenly held the sword and clasped it tightly.

Blood ran down the palm of Lin Feng's palm, and the arm of the sword trembled fiercely. He wanted to sway, but he saw Lin Feng screaming.

"roll."

A glimpse of the right arm converges all the power of Lin Feng, and suddenly the sword sways toward the side, and the powerful force makes the body of the sword also rotate, slightly rotating.

At this moment, Lin Feng did not even blink at the brow, and deceived himself and directly rushed to the sword.

"roll."

A punch of a bang on the body of the sword, a powerful punch will smash the sword, but because Lin Feng’s strength is all above the right hand, so this fist will smash the body Retreat, the mouth is bleeding, but it does not affect the opponent's combat power.

Without waiting for the sword to react, Lin Feng's footsteps rushed toward the temple. When the sword was chased, the door of the temple closed, and Lin Feng stepped into the temple.

I saw the face of the sword sullen, staring at the gate of the temple, and was actually escaped by Lin Feng. Of course, he knew that as long as he killed Lin Feng, he could get great benefits.

At this time, outside the Tiantian Demon Field, on the Shizhu Peak, the people of the family were cold and cold, and they could not kill Lin Feng, but Xiao Ya Han Man and others waited, but gave a tone, in the case of power being suppressed, the competition It is the will, the courage and the courage. On this point, Lin Feng is obviously stronger than the sword.

The force of Lin Fengzheng, who entered the temple, flowed, causing the wound on the palm to heal gradually, while his gaze was staring at the front.

Sword, in the high place in front of the temple, a giant sword hangs from above and below, the hilt is on, and under this giant sword, the tip of the sword is a small sword, a small sword On the top, there is a little starlight, the same starlight as the seeds of snow that are imperfectly printed in their eyebrows.

What is even more bizarre is that the little sword on the left side has a little starlight, so Lin Feng’s eyebrows have a silky induction. Lin Feng’s clear feeling is that he can release the seeds of the eyebrows as long as he wishes. He entered the little sword and got something.

"These swords hidden in these little swords must be the martial arts of the sword."

Lin Feng’s eyes were condensed, and the sword came in, and a sword skill was cultivated. It should be obtained from the first sword. As for the back, there are six small swords. There are two points on the sword. Starlight, three stars, until seven o'clock.

"Next,

I will give you all the opportunity to seed, step into the sacred field, with this seed, you can choose martial arts cultivation, and, this seed, there will be benefits you can not imagine, in short, work hard, let this You will be shocked by the seed's greatest utility. ”

The impermanent voice echoed in Lin Feng’s mind, letting Lin Feng’s pupils condense and seed, with unimaginable benefits.

"Does it, I need to get the same amount of seeds before I can open the corresponding sword and get the sword skills that are sealed?"

Lin Feng’s heart flashed a lot of thoughts in an instant. Yes, it must be like this. When coming in, snow is impermanent to give everyone a seed. The number of seeds is 144. It is possible that they can kill others. Get the seeds of the other party, and get even more powerful magical skills.

"This is a rule that wants others to kill people, so weird."

Lin Feng's pupil shrinks, kills, wins seeds, and exchanges powerful martial arts skills. In this way, everyone will desperately kill others and seize seeds.

Moreover, what Lin Feng saw was only a temple. Other temples may have other treasures that can be exchanged with seeds. The seeds are enough to make the genius martial arts entering this area crazy.

"This is a cruel game."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed. It is no wonder that the murderous spirit on the sword is so strong. He wants his life and thus hunt for the seeds. It seems that he must hurry to cultivate a set of martial arts so that he can have the power to fight against others.

"Although the accumulation of seeds can give me better treasures, but the first seed must be used, otherwise don't say to rob the seeds to hunt others, only those who are chased."

Lin Feng did not hesitate any more, and his heart moved. Suddenly, his eyebrows directly invaded the starlight of the first sword.

Between Lin Feng’s eyebrows and the small sword, there was an instant bridge of stars. In Lin Feng’s mind, a sword appeared, and the sword slowly stabbed toward him, seemingly far away from him. The sword, suddenly, came directly to him, piercing his mind, and shocked Lin Feng’s head, and woke up, and a drop of cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

"A great sword."

Lin Feng’s heart was amazed. This sword is somewhat like the sword that he had just dealt with. It is obvious that he also opened the seal of the first sword, but the sword did not grasp the essence of this sword. Only fur.

"A seed, only a sword."

Lin Feng murmured, but it is worthwhile to change this sword.

A whisper came out and I saw Lin Feng’s head. In the sword hanging in a row, there was a three-footed Qingfeng falling slowly. Lin Feng reached out and took it directly, but put it on his back. Then I sat down on the knees and looked at the sword in my mind.

He has used the seed to exchange sword skills and can go out, but he did not choose to go straight out like the sword. If the sword really realized this sword, Lin Feng, now is a dead person, absolutely impossible to have a chance to step Into the temple.

The so-called sharpening of the knife does not mistake the firewood, the sword is not cold, why kill, although this delay may make other people outside become stronger.

This sword, stabbed in the mind of Lin Feng, is so real, as if to assassinate him, Lin Feng feels it over and over again, that sword is getting deeper and deeper in his mind, as if imprinted on it. The same in his mind.

After a long time, Lin Feng’s eyes opened and his eyebrows seemed to have a sword.

Suddenly got up, Lin Feng pointed out that this finger, like a sword, seems to be very slow, but suddenly fell on the wall of the temple, making a creaking sound, piercing the wall a finger hole.

"One day, I can't even fully understand this sword. It's no wonder that he only knows the fur, only the shape of the sword, there is no essence."

Lin Feng murmured, and suddenly, a ray of light shot into the temple, turned around, Lin Feng found that the door of the temple turned out to open himself, let his eyes condense.

Sure enough, there are limits to practicing in the temple, otherwise people will not be able to stay in the temple without going out.

One day is the time limit of the temple!