The moon is incomprehensible, the moon is green, and the crowd is slightly confused.

But since Lin Feng has made a decision, the fate of the moon, only face, battle, and Lin Feng.

When the footsteps cross, the body of the moon is landed on the battle platform. This battle must win and defeat. He belongs to the thirty-two strong first-class person. If he wins, he will enter the top 16 and the shrine will give it. The benefits will be more generous, not to mention the glory of victory itself and the significance of the snowy ratio.

When he came to the stage of the snowy field, he had no reason to retreat. Lin Feng was going to fight, and he defeated Lin Feng.

The two figures stood opposite each other. On the body of the moon, a sigh of breath burst out, staring at Lin Feng. Now, he still feels that he can't see Lin Feng.

In the last round of battle, Lin Feng relied on the five-fold cultivation of Xuanwujing, but it resisted the Vientiane force of the six powerful people in Xuanwujing. The strength of the body was not moving. The strength of the flesh was terrible. I don’t know how powerful it is. Therefore, the moon is also alive. I don't dare to be too big, and my eyes are a bit wary.

However, his warfare is undoubtedly a manifestation of his self-confidence, no confidence in the battle, how to win, not to mention that he is a realm higher than Lin Feng, even if it is weaker than Lin Feng, still have the belief to win.

"I will tell you that your choice is the most wrong choice for your snowy field." Moon Tianming looked at Lin Feng and said indifferently: "You will regret your choice because of your choice." And pay the price, the price of irreversibility."

Lin Feng looked at the fate of the moon and shook his head gently: "I never deny my choice. Since I choose, I will assume that even if I finally find that the choice is wrong, I will not regret it, but I will not Move on, because that's my choice, so you don't have to talk nonsense, let me know my mistakes, and tell me with your strength!"

"Tell me with your strength!" Lin Feng's voice echoed in the eardrum of the moon, let the eyes of the moon stunned, and squatted on the body, a more powerful and fierce breath burst out, terrible, rolling true Yuan Yuan whistling, and went to Lin Feng's oppression. The moon Qingshan stood up under the stage, and the white hair fluttered, standing with his hands on his back. His eyes were full of excitement.

The battle, the fate of the moon, the battle, the opponent of the last battle of the moon is not strong, reflecting the strength of the moon, this time, famous.

"Destiny, he will be your stepping stone to climb the martial arts, defeat him."

Moon Hill whispered and spit out a voice in his mouth.

"He will lose." A voice refuted the words of Yueqingshan, let the moon green hills look at Xiaoya, not far from the side.

I saw the look of Xiaoya’s clean eyes, but it was firm and firm.

"Brother, it is impossible to lose."

The clean smile is so splendid, the heart of the moon green hills trembled slightly, these eyes are so clear, she is so confident about Lin Feng.

"Yes, Feng Ge, he will only win, it will not be defeated!"

Han Man is clenched with both fists. He also has absolute confidence in Lin Feng. Feng Ge will definitely win.

"Look at it." Yueqingshan is free and easy to smile, but his heart is not calm, because the moon is not calm, how much suffering has been eaten, how much sweat has been paid, and the moon is now standing on the stage of the snowy field. Above, he is very clear, behind the genius, how much is paying.

"War."

The moon is screaming and screaming, and a terrible real power blooms. The seven powerful forces of Xuanwujing have no reservations. All of them are released, and they want Lingtian.

"boom!"

The real yuan seems to be blasting, and the moon is desperate to scream and scream toward Lin Feng.

But seeing Lin Feng’s gaze at the moment is still so calm, the body is like the wind, drifting away, it is so free and easy, nature.

The mouth, slightly open, the Sanskrit, which can't be understood, seems to come from the ancient times, and spit out from Lin Feng's mouth. These van Gogh cultures are made of beautiful golden characters, floating in front of Lin Feng, Lin Feng's body. Gradually, it is plated with a beautiful golden brilliance.

Gold, golden gold, Buddha-like gold, holy golden light shines through the space, as if the battlefield of the whole space is brighter.

"Well? What is this practice?"

The eyes of the crowd stared at Lin Feng, and his eyes were condensed. Lin Feng finally began to use the power of the exercises. He finally tried to force it!

The golden brilliance gradually covered the body, and the face of Lin Feng was slightly dyed into gold, and the body was turned into pure gold.

The receding body suddenly stopped, and Lin Feng was like a statue of Buddha, sitting on the ground.

"Hey!"

The palms of the moon are falling on Lin Feng's body. It seems that there is a voice of a Buddhist bell. Lin Feng's immortal golden body is still moving, once again, not moving.

"This is the real strength of Lin Feng!"

The crowd trembled, the golden Buddha, Lin Feng's body, turned into a Buddha, Xuanwujing seven heavy moon and life palms fell together, Lin Feng, but the same as the last round of fighting, the move has not moved.

The eyes of the moon are stiff, and he feels that his palms are not on the human body, but on a golden Buddha statue, indestructible.

Moon Hill is also stunned, this is, Lin Feng?

He used the five-fold cultivation of Xuanwujing as a golden Buddha statue to resist the powerful attack of the moon.

This is too much too abnormal!

"kill!"

The moon is destined to step out, and the more terrible real yuan is madly saved, strangling the golden body of Lin Feng.

The golden brilliance is a little bit broken, but the gold is still unbreakable. Lin Feng looks at the fate of the moon, his eyes are calm and indifferent, whispering: "You have no chance, in front of me, you are just an ant, humble, incompetent, you I can only look up to me."

Lin Feng’s calm voice made the moon’s life tremble. He was born in the sky, and he was born with his own talents, but he still practiced hard and constantly improved and cultivated, because he hoped to become the same as the four strong men of the year. .

He also did it in the fate of the moon. After 18 years, he was the first of the eight sons of the martial arts. The audience looked up and the crowd feared him. The moon family regarded him as a treasure.

Today, he is standing on the stage of the snowy ratio, and he is ready to bring glory, Guangzong Yaozu, and let his aunt look at it. The moon family still has genius.

But at the moment, Lin Feng, who is a Buddha, overlooks him, saying that he is nothing but an ant, saying that he can only look up at Lin Feng.

Of course, the fate of the moon is not willing to admit. However, his true power has reached the limit, but he can only slightly shake Lin Feng’s body, but he can’t hurt Lin Feng. This makes him understand that even if he uses powerful martial arts magic, he still shakes Lin Feng at most. It seems impossible to completely break Lin Feng’s golden body.

His fate in the moon, even Lin Feng's golden body can not be broken, how to fight, his will to fight, is dissipating, his confidence in fighting is annihilating.

"Destiny, cheer up."

It seems that I saw the abnormality of the moon's fate. The moon was screaming, and the rolling voice trembled in the mind of the moon, letting the body of the moon scream.

Looking up, in his eyes, flashed a crazy color.

"Roar!"

Behind the fate of the moon, the celestial martial arts appeared, the head of the six dragons, shaking in the void, the cold scorpion overlooking Lin Feng.

"kill!"

The moon was angered and screamed, and the six-headed dragon was biting away at Lin Feng at the same time.

"Great sadness!"

Those golden Sanskrit condensed together, turned into a huge handprint, and directly rushed toward the emptiness of the sky.

"Roar……"

The Canglong roared, and the celestial martial arts was directly blasted back by the Great Tragedy. Lin Feng once again overlooked the fate of the moon. He said: "I said, you are in front of me, just ants, no chance."

The crowd trembled, Lin Feng, the strength is terrible, Xuanwujing seven heavy moons, in front of him, there is no resistance, he got the number one jade, really all rely on luck?

Moreover, Lin Feng seems to be deliberately aiming at the fate of the moon, to defeat the confidence of the moon and destroy his heart.

At this time, the sacredness of the moon is full of madness, 蝼 ants, is he really just an ant?

The spirit of the wind, stepping into the glory of the snowy field, how arrogant he is, but Lin Feng, destroying him, his heart, into the bottom of the deep valley!

Ps: This is the rhythm of going against the sky.