Galaxy Shattering Blade

Heimang, coming quickly, is very strange.

The appearance like a sneak attack was unexpected. Especially the poppies, the audience touted the complacent, self-confidence swelled violently, did not take Lin Feng's eyes at all. In his opinion-here is his territory.

How could anyone think that someone would dare to attack him!

But after all, Pop Luo is a ninth-order strongman in the cyclone period, and his strength is indeed good, which is even better than the Lan Yu killed by Lin Feng that day. The thallium sword in his hand reacted subconsciously, and then blocked the black mang, when the sound was clear and resounding, everyone was quiet for a moment.

call out! call out!

Almost instantly, the second and third black awns appeared, the face of the poppy changed, the thallium sword in his hand was too late to change, and his body turned slightly, avoiding it just right. But the emergence of the fourth, fifth and sixth road of Hemong suddenly made Pan Luo Cang panicked and confused.

Three grades, thallium gold sacred!

It was too late to release, and the poppies receded subconsciously, barely giving way, but...

scold! scold! scold!

The last three black mans, unable to avoid.

"Pap!" "Pap!" Two black awns fell straight on the ankle of the poppy Luo, staggering together, two of them suddenly saw pain in blood, and the poppy Luo Peng fell directly from the jump, and the ninth black swooshing stroke After his handsome face, left a mark.

"Hi!~" The crowd widened their eyes and took a breath.

Losing his balance, the poppy Luo Gang who fell to the ground propped his body, and the tenth black mans appeared ghostly in front of him, puncturing directly above the bridge of his nose and the middle of his eyes. Pop Luo Luo opened his eyes wide and saw the appearance of the black mang, growing bigger and bigger-

Snapped! Stopped in a flash.

Pop Luo's legs were trembling, and his forehead was sweating straight. Everyone around was shocked and looked away. In the distance, a young man in black crystal armor came slowly. Although he was only single, the strength of the force completely overwhelmed everyone.

That face. It's a bit strange to everyone.

But for the five members of Liang Ping, they existed like demons, their faces were pale, and they were afraid: "It's him, it's him!!"

Prepare disciple, Lin Feng!

Each one enters Evil Wind Hall. The preparatory disciples registered in the roster are just a process, and no one will pay attention at all. Only ‘Lin Feng’, on the first day of entering the Xiefengtang, has become famous. Everyone knows.

"You, are you here again?" Lin Feng looked at Liang Ping. The latter seemed to see a demon, and the staggered company fled behind the poppies.

"Damn it!" Poppy Luo Qingjin was exposed, and Jun's face was flushed.

For a moment of negligence, Lin Feng seized the opportunity and lost his face. Pop Luo roared: "What are you waiting for. Give me!" There was such a violent jump that Pop Luo was still half handsome and angry. The seven formal disciples beside him finally reacted, and immediately took the sword out of their sheath and fetched Lin Feng straight away.

boom! boom! Bang!

The war is on the verge.

In the seven cyclone periods, the seventh- and eighth-order strong men refine their swordsmanship, and each holds the sacred qi.

Three of the eighth-ranked strongmen. The strength is comparable to that of Lan Yu, facing the soul of the earth locked by the soul of the lock. Lin Feng, whose strength can't be played, is like an overwhelming advantage. around. A pair of eyes glared, and the preparatory disciples were shocked by the situation in front of them, but it was Lin Feng's strength and momentum, far exceeding their expectations.

In the face of the eight official disciples, even Lin Luo, Lin Feng was like a strong party, and he was overwhelmingly strong as soon as he appeared!

And now-

"Zheng!" Jiu You Thunder Knife out of the sheath.

Slap! Lin Feng clenched the handle of his knife tightly, his eyes bright and shining brightly, and he felt a long absence.

After the Soul of the Earth was locked, he failed to fight with a sword. At this time, it was like a dragon going out to sea, and the power that suppressed for a long time finally broke out. Suddenly the thunderlight roared, and the dark sacred gas surged out of the body, and the seal of the Nine Nether Thunder Knife was untied.

"Netherworld Holy Spirit!" Lin Feng's flames skyrocketed.

Even with the black crystal armor outside the body, the light shines, the divine energy is like a wild horse galloping off, and there is no limit.

The soul of the earth, fierce firepower!

Although the Rising Sun Shop and his party failed to buy Shengli's determination, Lin Feng and the branch president Lu Yu built a bridge. The most important thing is that Lu Yu is a strong fetal week. Although it is only a fetal week, it is a whole level higher than the Qiyun period, just like the devil's primary landlord.

With his strength, it is necessary to shatter the soul lock——

It's easy.

Not to mention his identity, even if he doesn’t take action, there are many ways to help Lin Feng break the lock of the soul. Compared with the trade of "Relentless Spectrum", this is just a trifle of sesame and green beans. It is simpler for Lu Yu. Why not get closer to Lin Feng?

But for Lin Feng, it was a big deal, whether it was extremely good.

Now, the fighting power is full!

"The eighth strike, the thunder struck the real dragon!" Induced the thunder and lightning ball, divided into two, two into four, four into eight, Lin Feng turned into an attack, the overlord's fighting force broke out, urging the valley to attack the sword. On the same day, Lanyu could kill Lan Yu with the power of the talented soul. Now the strength of the strongest sword is unmatched, and it can be destroyed!

boom! ! !

"Come on!" Lin Feng's eyes widened.

The belligerent blood rose in the chest, but it was a battle that hadn't happened for a long time.

Right now, I feel comfortable!

…

boom! boom! boom!

Thunderlight roared, the ghost image behind Lin Feng was terrifying, and the nine-nine Thunder Knife exploded in super power. The one-step Purple Thunder Knife method showed its prestige on Nemeus. Lin Feng did not break out of the titanium body, but his own physical qualities have not inferior to these formal disciples.

To deal with them, kill the chicken with an ox knife!

"Thallium Holy Spirit!" Poppy Luo gritted his teeth, and his strongest strength also broke out.

Countless tornadoes roared, the golden masterpiece, like a golden mad dragon, struck violently in the sword wind, the attack strength was unparalleled, the seventh-level Dacheng swordsmanship, dazzling, enough to prepare the eyes of the disciples Liang, attracted his attention by this violent extreme knife.

but……

boom! ! !

The purple and black thunder suddenly awakened everyone.

The thunderbolt thundered and threw a thunder dragon wailing, directly destroying the mad dragon gathered by the golden light. The majestic darkness, like the palms of the nether world, controlling the tyrannical power, let the poppies and the eyes look godless, the complexion was pale, the attack was completely destroyed, and the defense was in an instant-

Fragmented~www.wuxiaspot.com~Boom! "Nine You Thunder Knife roared down.

Lin Feng, unstoppable.

…

Eight figures, tragically fell to the ground.

Especially the head of the poppy, the abnormal look at the moment, a pair of eye pupils have no pride and no gloss. Blood stains remained on the corners of the mouth, looking at Lin Feng with horror, as if looking at a monster, the thallium gold sword was broken in two, and the poppy body trembled.

Prepare disciples!

How could this be a preparation disciple!

At this moment, Pope Luo already understood, this time—

He kicked the iron plate.

"Also, continue to learn?" Lin Feng held the knife with one hand, looking at the poppies.

…(To be continued)