Peerless Martial God

Chapter 850: Town soul bell

After the half-column was burned, the inheritors of the five main peaks did not cause any urgency to Lin Feng, but two people were bombarded. //Welcome to read //

At this time, Lin Feng stood in the void, and the surrounding body seemed to be a good sword in the whistling, sharp eyes staring at the three figures in the sky, no longer continue to flash in the footsteps.

"Who wants to try it, I have no qualifications." Lin Feng stared at the three people, revealing a arrogance, as if no one was in the eyes, changing the style just now, not only did not escape, Instead, face the three Tianwu inheritors.

The three men stopped because of Lin Feng’s horrible palm. They stared at Lin Feng, and they were surprised and surprised. They dared not to despise Lin Feng. They thought it was the same as the one who just thought. The strength of Tianwu was enough to suppress Lin Feng, but they found that they were wrong. Lin Feng took a palm and smashed the repaired Tianwu people into the ground. Lin Feng himself stood proudly and did not move.

"I will try your big hand prints." One of them looked at the incomparably strong warfare, long hair fluttering, clothing hunting, and the footsteps were empty, and suddenly a muffled sound was heard. The feeling of heavy mountains is rushing toward Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng feels that he is not facing a person, but a mountain.

"Boom!"

The person's footsteps straddle, the crowd only feels the heart twitching, the body vibrates slightly, and an invisible force is shaking the earth.

Lin Feng stared at the figure that was coming toward the void. He also had a terrible battle in his body. At this moment, the other side was in his eyes, like a giant peak, to smash everything, and the landslide.

"Hey!" The man’s footsteps were once again fierce. It was only three meters away from Lin Feng. It only took one step to reach. At this moment, many people actually gave up their hopes and looked up at the huge peak standing in the void.

"Jiufeng Yin!" The man screamed and slammed his palms. Between his palms, there seemed to be a terrible mountain peak, hundreds of meters high, towering into the clouds, and smashing toward Lin Feng, as if to Lin Fengqi pressed into a powder.

"It turned out to be the celestial power of the gods, the power of the giant peaks, the horrible power, this Lin Feng, he is so powerful that he can't compete with the giant peak printing." The crowd said in the heart, the inheritor suppressed It is repaired, but his understanding of the power of the magical power is still there. Otherwise, it is impossible to use the power of Tianwu and the horror of the horrible giants to print the horror. This time, Lin Feng is bad.

"There is no big day of palm print." Lin Feng sighed with anger, and he was not afraid. He even faced the horror of the horror of the Tianwu strong man, and both palms went out and rushed toward the terrible peak.

"boom……"

A terrible bang sound shook the eardrums of the crowd, and the earth seemed to be shaking. There was a violent airflow in the space.

The crowd saw Lin Feng’s body being smashed out, and his heart was slightly relieved. Fortunately, Lin Feng did not catch it. If he could resist even the use of the giant peak printing method, it would be terrible.

This huge peak of printing and printing, Lin Feng is afraid that the injury is not light.

However, soon, they found that their eyes were condensed. They saw Lin Feng’s footsteps and flew back again. They stared at each other and said indifferently: “The power is not enough. Go ahead.”

"This guy..." The crowd saw that Lin Feng was unscathed, and he couldn’t help but groan.

The inheritor also stunned, staring at Lin Feng, stepping on a footstep, as if he did not believe in evil, once again madly cohesive strength, the sound of trembles wandering, the giant peak printing reappears, once again rushed to Lin Feng, The airflow whistling and the sky trembled.

"Boom!" Lin Feng was once on the huge illusory mountain peak, bursting with the rumble of the rumble, without waiting for the mountain to disappear, Lin Feng stepped again, and a burst of sound rang in the eardrum of the crowd. Many people feel that they have to lose their ears.

"Boom, bang, bang, big sky, palm print..." Lin Feng screamed with a terrible hand, and the peaks of the giant peaks were smashed, and the bombs blew up, and the Wuqiang people snorted that day. Spit a blood.

Lin Feng stepped again and again, step by step, fast and incomparably, the incomparably terrible palm print instantly fell in front of his head, letting his pupils swell for a while, and his hair rose upright.

The crowd's eyes were all solidified, staring at Lin Feng's palm. If this terrible one was photographed, the other's head would be smashed by him.

"Go." The terrible power finally did not blast. Lin Feng lifted his foot and kicked the other side to the ground, then looked at the remaining two.

At this time, a musk has been burned for more than half, and he still stands in the void, and five of the inheritors have already lost three in his hands.

Everyone in Tianchi feels a little wrong, showing an incredible look. The inheritors of the five snow peaks besieged Lin Feng. Although they have been suppressed, they still have a heavy martial arts. Lin Feng is just Xuanwu. They also want to be in a musk Within the circumstances, Lin Feng lost his power, but the result... seems to have exceeded everyone's expectations.

Five of them, can they insist on a scent in Lin Feng’s hands?

"Bang!" The crowd saw Lin Feng stepping out and stepping over to the remaining two people, so that their hearts could not help but tremble slightly. This time, Lin Feng not only fled, but took the initiative to take the shot. Repression.

The endless sword of the madness is crazy, the seven martial arts will be strong, the whole piece of emptiness is a sword, for his use, the sword pointed, the space is shuddering.

"Go!" Lin Feng screamed, and the numerous swords gathered in the space smothered toward Ziyunqing and another person, and the world shouted, all occupied by the sword.

Ziyunqing's body flashed, the speed was very fast, and he quickly avoided the sword. However, at the moment, the endless swordsman turned into a huge sword with a terrible sharpness, and assassinated the other person.

The seven-way kendo will, even if it blooms in the hands of the people of Xuanwujing, its power is still terrible.

The man waved his arm and suddenly appeared in front of him as many crystal shields. The sword shot into the crystal and made a creaking sound. Then the crystal shield broke and the giant sword continued to stab him.

"Enough, Tianwujing's heavy cultivation is impossible, it is impossible to suppress you." The man untied his own suppression of strength, suddenly revealed a terrible ice, and everything around him was frozen. Ice crystal emerged in front of him, turned into a myriad of crystal shields, the sound of the cymbals sounded one after another, the giant sword continued to face forward, broken crystal shield, until the other side slammed a palm, the sword stopped, slowly dissipated .

However, the man has already acknowledged that Tianwu can not suppress Lin Feng and restore the suppression of cultivation. It is to recognize Lin Feng’s strength and not to continue fighting and return to his position.

The crowd also recognized his words. With the strength of Tianwujing, it is impossible to suppress Lin Feng. His seven-way kendo will attack and be strong, and the big palm print will suppress everything, and the wonderful footwork of heaven and earth will let me go. People are unpredictable, even if Lin Feng does not fight, they all have no way to take Lin Feng.

The inheritance of the five main peaks, now only the last person, Ziyun Qing of Tianshufeng, he has not lost.

However, at this time, the crowd has no hope, unless the purple cloud clears the shackles, and all the power to deal with Lin Feng, otherwise there will be no difference in the ending, he will lose the same.

Lin Feng, he will use his shocking strength to declare that he is the heir to this day, and he has the talent to surpass any of the great Xuefeng inheritors. Perhaps, he can really make the Tianyi revival.

"The inheritance of the sacred sacred sacred thing is really terrible. Lin Feng inherited the celestial stone and it has become so horrible. I have to re-evaluate his strength. Yunqing, they have a terrible legacy of sacredness, we Tianshufeng can not be weaker than the downwind, this town soul bell you use first, and Lin Feng a fair battle."

At this point, the Scorpio opened again, only to see a golden glare in his hand, clearing the past toward the purple clouds, Ziyun Qing seized it, it was a golden bell, Tianshufeng The inheritance of a vein, the soul of the town.

The eyes of Tianzhufeng are condensed, especially the three sages, and the face is ugly. This day, the hub is getting more and more excessive. It turns out that Lin Feng relies on Tianzhu Stone to have the present strength and will have his will. In the heart of the Tianshufeng, the pulse of the sacred object is passed to Ziyunqing, and it is fair to say that the war is fair, Tianwu war basaltic, is this fair?

"Tianchi has been comfortable for so many years, and it has produced a locust!" Xue Zun's look is indifferent, I hope Lin Feng can stick to it!

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