Chapter 422

A sharp vision, all fell on Lin Feng's body.

In particular, in the direction of XueYue Shengyuan, there is a sense of obliteration in the eyes of Mr. Dapeng and Mr. Luoxue.

And Duan Sirius, then the face is colder, biting cold.

Today's king of Sirius has already lost his former style. His head is full of black silk and white hair, which is full of desolation and vicissitudes. It seems that he is much older. But if you look at his eyes, you will find that Duan Sirius's eyes are even sharper and sharper than before.

Duan Sirius's cultivation is more powerful than before!

Lin Feng, he only looked at the eyes of Duan Sirius, and knew that the other party had not spent this period of time in vain. He even promoted many accomplishments.

What Lin Feng didn't know was that after he killed Duan Han, Duan Sirius's black silk turned into white hair. From then on, he seldom inquired about the affairs of XueYue holy yard, and devoted himself to practice. What he did was to kill Lin Feng and avenge his son Duan Han.

Lin Feng said that Duan Sirius had no way to teach his son, so that Duan Sirius instantly gave birth to endless resentment and murderous spirit, and rushed to Lin Feng, making the bamboo raft unstable in the Xiangjiang River.

"Lin Feng, you will soon regret it. For all you have done, kneel down in front of us to repent." Chu Zhanpeng's voice is cold and his face is full of incomparable color. Today, it will be the end of Lin Feng's life. How long can he laugh.

"Two years ago, you went to my Yunhai clan and wanted my life at that time. You are one of the eight young masters. At that time, I was a weak person in the talent and martial arts. Did I ever fear you? Now, two years have passed, and I have gone from Qi Wu state to Xuanwu state, and you have improved so much. You are complacent, saying that I will kneel down to repent. Eight childe is ridiculous and pathetic. "

Lin Feng's sarcasm made the hearts of the crowd tremble. It turns out that Chu Zhanpeng and Lin Feng met two years ago, and there was also a grudge. At that time, Chu Zhanpeng was one of the eight young masters, and Lin Feng was talented and powerful. I'm afraid Lin Feng at that time was a thorough ant generation in Chu Zhanpeng's eyes.

"Two years, from Qiwu to Xuanwu. It's a terrible talent."

Few of them know that this talented young man with bright snow and moon is weaker than most of them in two years.

Compared with Lin Feng, Chu Zhanpeng, who was already the eighth childe in those years, did not improve his accomplishments. However, people also understand that the higher his accomplishments are. The more difficult it is to improve one's accomplishments. Each level is a leap.

"Elder martial brother, his training speed seems to be much faster than you!"

In the void, Ling Tian's younger martial sister's shallow smile made Ling Tian's eyes cold and snort: "how about the speed of cultivation? It's just the second cultivation of Xuanwu. In Yangzhou City, I can destroy his sculpture. Today, I can take his life."

"Of course, it's easy to kill elder martial brother with the triple cultivation of Xuanwu and the sword of Aurora."

The young giggled and let Ling Tian's face look better. The proud color appeared in his eyes and said, "it's natural."

But at this time, the young man was thinking: "I heard that this son killed twelve strong men in the Xuanwu area not long ago. Among them, there were three persons who had triple cultivation in the Xuanwu area. None of them escaped. All of them died. Their fighting power was terrible. If he didn't provoke me, that would be fine. I won't provoke him."

Although Ling Tian is arrogant and arrogant, he is not a brainless fool. If he wants him to kill twelve strong men in the Xuanwu area, he can kill them, but it will also be very hard. Lin Feng's killing undoubtedly proves Lin Feng's strength.

The girl's eyes twinkled and thought.

"Elder martial brother's strength is the triple of Xuanwu, and Lin Feng is the second. But he is definitely stronger than most people who are triple in Xuanwu. If the elder martial brother is against him, it is bound to be a fierce battle. Maybe with the sword of extreme light and shadow, the elder martial brother can win, but it will never be easy. It's better not to collide."

The girl thought in her heart. She was shocked when she heard that Lin Feng killed the twelve strong men in Xuanwu. She did not expect that the commander of Yangzhou city was so strong.

Chu Zhanpeng looked cold and cold, staring at Lin Feng: "you will regret it."

"Hum!" Lin Feng gave a cold smile, and then he did not look at Chu Zhanpeng again. He raised his head and looked at the crowd in the void.

"Broken blade City, clouds flying."

At this moment, a vast voice in the distance, far away, only to see a figure in the air stride.

Fast, fast to the extreme, like a mirage.

"Although I haven't received the invitation letter, I still want to see the snow moon genius, don't blame."

With the sound rolling out, the swift figure stepped directly into the darkness without any barrier. The rolling fog roared wildly and retreated. Then, the cloud flying body walked into it directly.

"Not invited?" The crowd's eyes were stagnant, and then their eyes looked at the soft sedan chair on the water. Didn't they say that no one was missing? The clouds were flying, and their strength was very important.

"If you have strength, you can."

In the soft sedan chair, there was an ethereal sound, which was free and easy."Broken blade city!" Lin Feng has not heard the news of Duan blade city for a long time. The one who had been burned by him actually came out with such genius?

However, the clouds are flying, the voice is heroic, and the smile is free and easy. The whole life is full of heroic spirit belonging to the desert of thousands of miles. It is true that people come out of the frontier, and they may even often walk on the other end of the edge of the earth.

"It's almost time for a stick of incense."

Another sound came out of the soft sedan chair. Lin Feng looked at the void and laughed at the emptiness. Then he got up in the air and walked away in the dark fog.

However, this time, Lin Feng did not pass through the black fog, but slowly fell from the sky surrounded by the black fog. The general was in the dark bound circle, and Duan Feng did not go. Although Duan Feng also received the invitation letter, Duan Feng did not have enough time to release his light. Just have a look here.

People see Lin Feng's actions are all stupefied, from the above to avoid the black fog to come into the dark bondage? Is that ok?

"This guy"

the crowd is speechless. The dark fetters are surrounded in a circle, and everyone knows that they can enter it from the sky and below. But the crowd dare not think like that. Isn't it too boring and humiliating to walk in like that for a talent gathering? The people in the soft sedan chair have also said that the dark bondage is the Dragon poison fog, which can block some people, but if all of them are Like Lin Feng, how to stop it?

It can only be said that Lin Feng doesn't care at all. He doesn't step into it like others and shows his own strength.

In Lin Feng's opinion, all these are illusory. Soon, it is time to really verify the strength.

With Yun Feiyang, Lin Feng and Mengqing stepping into the black fog circle, there are 32 people in it, 32 young talents. The weakest one is Xuanwu, but there are only a few.

However, the most accomplished practitioners are actually the top three in Xuanwu. It can be seen that the talents of these people are so high that few of them reach the triple level of Xuanwu. However, these people are not more than 30 years old.

"It's time." At this time, beside the soft sedan chair, an old man raised his head and said a word. Then, his body rose from the air and stood in front of the crowd, looking at the humanity: "everyone, all around the circle of darkness, stand by."

"Yes?" People have some doubts, relying on this dark poisonous fog station? What does that mean.

However, they still abide by it, standing by the poisonous fog evenly and forming an arc.

"The people invited this time are all snow moon talents in terms of talent, but only when they can bear the pressure of death and have a very strong will can they become the real strong ones. Now everyone is not allowed to move."

The old man opened his mouth slowly, which made the pupils of the crowd shrink. All the people were not allowed to move. What did he want to do?

At this time, the Nine Dragons crawling on the surface of the water once again swayed upward, raised their heads, and suddenly roared.

The rolling dark air was madly spit out, the dark bound fog, madly roared, and became extremely tyrannical, while the old man was waving his hands, and those black fog seemed to be condensing special fingerprints.

The dark fog, roaring and crazy, blocked the full moon and blocked the sky from the sun. It swallowed up all the people's bodies.

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