"Wait a minute! I'm not doing my job. I'm practicing magic until I put on my robe. " Lin Feng has been wearing ordinary tight clothes on his way this time. Now he plans to play high-profile, so he will play high-profile to the end.

Lin Feng stood the split sky gun towards the ground, opened the package behind him, took out his white robe, split it on his body, and slowly tied the two belts of the predecessor.

"Yes." Lin Feng reached out and grabbed the crack gun around him. He waved it and pointed at his back. Now Lin is wearing a robe of two stars in March and holding a crack gun in his hand. He will be as coquettish as he wants.

"Are you a mage?" Xin Biao was shocked and said that he had seen a mage, never seen such a young mage, and never seen a mage with a long gun. Lin Feng's current situation has broken Xin Biao's and Meng he's previous understanding of mages. There are many mages of the broken army sect. The martial uncle in front of him is also a mage, but have you seen a mage wearing a bright magic robe and holding a war gun? Is that shocking?

Looking at everyone's surprised eyes, Lin Feng's vanity has been greatly satisfied. When I don't pretend, I pretend to be jealous.

"Well, I was assessed as a Mage at the beginning, but they had to say I was a Mage at the middle level. I had to wear this one." Lin Feng looked dissatisfied.

"OK, now you have a level 5 light magic, I'll admit defeat." Xin Biao leaned over and said.

Xin Biao knows that if he is a real mage in the middle level, he is definitely not an opponent! To avoid shame.

Lin Feng was speechless. The white magic robe was pulling the wind, but TMD didn't study light and dark magic. Why didn't he think of this at the beginning? His left hand touched the back of his head and said helplessly, "can you admit defeat for my individual magic? Bright I will not? "

"You really can't?" Xin Biao saw that Lin Feng's robe was real and definitely not fake.

"Well, I really can't." Lin Feng is speechless and paralyzed. The classic dialogue of his previous life is bad. I want to be able to do it, but I really can't. what can I do.

"The robe is true, but it should not be worn on you." Xin Biao has a kind of anger that has been played by others.

"If you don't believe me when I say it's mine and don't tell me to go, then do it." Lin Feng knew that everything he said was useless. Anyway, he decided to make a high-profile appearance today. Xin Biao conceded defeat, which would be even worse for him.

"Please give me your advice." Xin Biao drew out a four foot long and three inch wide saber behind him and arched his hand.

"Then I'm coming." Lin Feng stamped his foot and soared into the air. The crack sky grab in his hand chopped off Xin Biao's head.

Xin Biao is a little stunned. Why doesn't this guy just say something polite to himself? Seeing Lin Feng's fierce attack, he can only block it with a war knife.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, Xin Biao was shaken back by Lin Feng's shot, and there was a gap more than an inch deep in his sword.

Lin Feng won't forgive people if he succeeds. If he wants to attract others with a high profile, he will keep a high profile to the end. A level 5 popularity skill in his left hand is added to him, and his body is fast approaching Xin Biao. Crack sky rob is like a dragon and kills at Xin Biao's predecessor.

One round of fighting was shocked by the onlookers. The disciples recruited by the broken army sect were bluffed by the short and fat Meng he all the way. Xin Biao used to be the first expert among the external disciples and joined the internal sect after reaching the third level. However, the former first expert among the external disciples was forced to retreat.

Chen Tianlin stood up. Originally, when Lin Feng began to compete with Meng he, he thought that Lin Feng was the dandy of the family in the secular world.

However, when Chen Tianlin bowed down to himself, Chen Tianlin's impression of Lin Feng changed. No matter what kind of dandy, at least he was a polite dandy. When Lin Feng took out his magic robe, Chen Tianlin was shocked and others didn't know, but Chen Tianlin knew that this robe was definitely Lin Feng's own, because the magic guild wouldn't mess with the robe and borrow it? What do you want? It's impossible. A magician won't lend his identity symbol to others, because it's an insult to magic.

Steal? That's even more impossible. A mage with two stars in March will lose his robe? That was a joke when Lin Feng said he couldn't do light magic. Chen Tianlin is just a little suspicious and doesn't understand. He simply didn't take it seriously, but Lin Feng just showed the authentic level 5 magic popularity.

After Lin Feng added the degree, Xin Biao was beaten by Lin Feng. He couldn't attack Lin Feng because Lin Feng's degree was too fast.

"Ding! Ding“ The sound of weapon attack rang out constantly, and iron filings flew. The sword in Xin Biao's hand was cut like a wind by Lin Feng, making it a big saw.

"The little thief should be rampant." Meng he, who was far away, saw his senior brother suffer a loss and rushed towards the battle place of the two with his sword.

"Grass, dead fat man, you are shameless, but... I'll give you something delicious." With that, Lin Feng attacked Xin Biao with a gun in one hand in his right hand. His left hand showed a five level swamp technique in front of Meng River. Then, the wind blade, the fireball, and all of a sudden hit the fat man.

Chen Tianlin's eyes lit up. It didn't take much time to find a place to wear iron shoes. What's the purpose of going down the mountain this time? The purpose is to find qualified disciples. If the present is not suitable, where else to find the right one? However, this guy's temper is not very good. He must be able to cause trouble, but it's not necessarily a bad problem to have the ability to cause trouble.

The fat man's Kung Fu is still good. He has a large tonnage, but he is also very flexible. He jumps and avoids obscene.

"Dead fat man, don't you agree? I'm going to make a big move? " Lin Feng cut Xin Biao and roared with infinite arrogance.

"Meng he, get back!" Xin Biao roared anxiously. Xin Biao knew that they were not Lin Feng's opponents. Up to now, they have no ability to fight back. This is still the case that Lin Feng has no fighting skills.

"Elder martial brother, I have to chop this bastard today." Fat man Meng he jumped to avoid and rushed forward.

"It's not over yet, is it? It's shameless to play. Look at my thunder." Lin Feng waved one by one, and the thunder fell between himself and the short fat man. He fought back against Xin Biao.

He glanced at the short fat man, took off his long gun, put his back to his back, walked carelessly outside, came to the short fat man, patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't pretend too much, man. It's easy to be hit by thunder. I'll let you go once today, but remember to make a detour next time you see the uncle."

The short fat man was really frightened by Lin Feng. Just now, the TMD had to be level 6 thunder magic group thunder,. If you fall on yourself, you won't become a God?

"Please stay!" Chen Tianlin spoke.

Lin Feng knows that this is the right Lord and the goal of his attraction.

"Elder, what else do you have?" Lin Feng looked at Chen Tianlin and pretended to be on alert.

"I heard that you came out to seek a famous teacher. Can you ask who you practiced with before?" Chen Tianlin asked his questions.

"Two colleges in our country. But I graduated at the third level. This time I went out and looked around to see if I could meet a master of Dharma God and war god, but I didn't even see a war emperor and Dharma saint. " Lin Feng held his mouth and said.

"Then go with me and I'll introduce you to one? Do you choose the emperor of war or the saint of Dharma? " Chen Tianlin threw out the bait.

"Shi Shuzu can't. He just insulted us." Short fat man Meng he doesn't want to.

While Meng he was talking, Xin Biao knew bad things.

"Where do you have your share of nonsense." As soon as the robe sleeve was thrown, a water dragon blew it a somersault. Chen Tianlin was very dissatisfied with Menghe.

"There is no God of war or God of Dharma?" Lin Feng asked shamelessly.

If Meng he asked, Chen Tianlin could crush him to death. Even Lin Feng made Chen Tianlin look ugly. What's the matter? When the God of war and the God of Dharma are cabbage?

Seeing that Chen Tianlin was a little tangled, Lin Feng knew that enough was enough and said, "but the war emperor and the Dharma saint are also good. How about their character? If you're like him, forget it. " Lin Feng said and pointed to Meng River.

For many years, no one dares to talk to himself like this. The boy in front of him doesn't pay attention to himself at all, but Chen Tianlin is not unhappy. Instead, he feels very happy. This is a treasure. If you let other old guys see it, don't you rob yourself? Coax the boy back, too.

"Do you think I'm the same as him?" Chen Tianlin pointed at Meng he angrily and jokingly.

"Well, it seems different." Lin Feng nodded and said.

Chen Tianlin has an impulse to curse his mother. What does it mean? It seems different? You're in the same class as that fat guy?

"Come with me! I'll find you a satisfactory master. " Chen Tianlin decided to tie Lin Feng away even if he was tied.

"You're not going to abduct, are you?" Lin Feng shrunk his neck and said that he was really happy. His goal was achieved. His goal was achieved, but he must not let the old guy easily achieve his wish. Lin Feng planned to get a little cheaper and sell good. I didn't know that Chen Tianlin had been cruel and planned to rob people.

"Do you think I'm that man?" Chen Tianlin said with a smile that he didn't know at all. The disciples who followed him opened their mouths so that their chin would fall off. Is this still the strict shishuzu along the way?

Xin Biao is also a little silly. You know, Chen Tianlin is the law enforcement elder of the sect and one of the giants of the whole broken army sect. Where do you have a smile to show others on weekdays?

"I think, think." Lin Feng tilted his head and pretended to think to see if he could blackmail some benefits.

Chen Tianlin is also thinking. If you dare not promise me, I will rob people.