"Whew!" Lin Feng broke through the air.

His gaze swept below, and he saw more and more warriors.

Originally, if you want to go to Dongling City, you still need to ask for directions, but now you don't need it anymore, and if you go in the direction of the martial artists, it must be where Dongling City is located. However, the number of people still surprised Lin Feng a little, "Sure enough, it is a first-line city, and there are many martial artists." ”

"It happened to be the beginning of the year, so there were a lot of people." Lan Xinyan looked at Lin Feng, and there was not much restraint at the moment.

After seeing people's hearts for a long time, whether they are good people or bad people, they will naturally know after getting along.

Lan Xinyan asked himself about his appearance and figure, all of them were the best choice, he was the leader of the Blue Moon Clan, and he was better than the 'Zhirou' who was killed by the demon Lin Feng, but... Lin Feng was unmoved. If it is normal, it is undoubtedly contradictory.

Lin Feng hummed lightly: "I heard that the Treasure Refining Sect is going to openly recruit disciples. ”

"And the Sword Killing Palace." Lan Xinyan looked at Lin Feng with beautiful eyes, a little complicated: "Originally... I want to worship under the Gate of the Sword Killing Palace. ”

"Originally?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised.

From Lan Xinyan's eyes, Lin Feng instantly understood: "If there is hatred, there is motivation, in fact, it is not a good thing, especially if your personality is too supple and lacks momentum, having a goal to strive for will make your cultivation and improvement faster." ”

Lan Xinyan's personality is too soft.

If she is a strong woman, how can she believe in herself so easily.

She wanted to join the Sword Killing Palace, the first sect in Dongning Continent, and the original purpose should have been to take revenge and kill herself, but now... She hesitated.

"But ......," Lan Xinyan wanted to say and stopped.

At this time—

"Huh!" Lin Feng's heart moved.

During the gallop, his body paused instantly, changing direction, and his gaze fell slanted downward, "They, here." ”

"Them?" Lan Xinyan was stunned.

"Xiaoxiang Sword Sect." Lin Feng's eyes shimmered: "One fetus is five steps, and one is six steps." "The dragon bead chain wantonly absorbed the holy power of the true dragon, and in the sea of Lin Feng's knowledge, the golden dragon roared. The sixth holy power is saturated and overflowing.

"Fetal five steps, is the Condensing Sword Wu Qi's senior? Fetal six steps... It must be the predecessor of Wu Qu at the end of the song! Lan Xinyan's eyes were shining.

Cultivating one of the ways of water, Lan Xinyan has admired the thirteen swords of Xiaoxiang for a long time.

"Condensing Water Sword Wu Qi, the end of the song is scattered and the song is ......" Lin Feng smiled wilfully.

Looking at the two people below, it was quite consistent.

"Wait for me here." Lin Feng's voice fell, and before Lan Xinyan could come back to his senses, Lin Feng had already turned into a beam of light and galloped down.

Killing intent pervades everywhere.

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A group of 100 people.

Brought by Wu Qi, the condensing water sword. The target was directed at Lin Feng.

Among the thirteen swords of Xiaoxiang, although Wu Qi is the second brother, it is only because of the early entry time, his strength is only ranked fourth. The fifth brother Wu Qu, whose strength is above him, ranks third. The disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect who accompanied him had seven people in the womb week, and the rest were all in the Qiyun period.

This kind of formation is even better than a squadron of the Dongning Army.

"Surround him. Don't let him run! Wu Qi Shen of the Condensing Water Sword drank, and the target was Lin Feng.

He is not afraid of being alone, and now he has the help of his fifth brother Wu Qu, and he is even more ambitious. Dongling City. The Xiaoxiang Sword Sect has connections, but it can't do it. Once Lin Feng stepped into the protected area of Dongling City, no matter how horizontal the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect was, he would not dare to openly disobey the rules of Dongling City.

However......

Lin Feng didn't think about running at all.

Just out of Changyang Mountain City. He dared to confront the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect head-on, and after the thunderstorm, even the 100-man squadron of the Dongning Army was killed. At the moment, the strength has made a big increase. How could they care about the hundred-person team of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, compared to the Dongning Army, there were only a few more martial artists.

"Titanium-level body, fifth." Lin Feng condensed his silver armor all over his body.

The sixth weight is not used, after all, the consumption of titanium is intense, and the body has to bear a huge burden. Now the fifth-order self of the Qiyun Stage, the physical strength is comparable to that of a normal fetal first-order powerhouse, and the increase of the five-fold body of the titanium level is more than the fourth-order of the fetus.

The light arc spreads out, and the speed is off the charts.

"So fast!" Wu Qi's face changed.

Behind him, at the end of the song, the repertoire was revealed, the flute was put to his mouth, and suddenly a Xiaoxiang night song slowly blew. The sound went from low to high, and one after another notes went straight into Lin Feng's ears, and each melody was like a sharp cone piercing into the sea of knowledge.

Rumble! ～

Behind Lin Feng, the golden dragon roared into the air.

Wu Qu changed color, and his rhythmic attack was mixed with the mystery of water, soft and exquisite, and directly attacked the weakness of the human underbelly of Nemer - the soul of talent. But Lin Feng was like a dragon in the water, extremely fierce, and the rhythm attack was like a sword piercing the thick scale armor, all of which were in vain.

"Damn!" Wu Qu instantly changes the style of the song, and the soft rhythm becomes extremely high-pitched.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and there is a mystery of its own.

But......

"Soul Breaker Four-Color Fang, Green Dragon!" Lin Feng fought back.

Mixed with the strongest turquoise light, the Soul of Talent attacks straight to Wu Qu. Pure holy power energy, although the Soul Breaking Four-Color Fang is only a human-level holy treasure, but the sixth true dragon holy power is definitely the top power of the fetal week!

Rumble!

The green dragon roared.

The Nine Shadow Thunder Knife in Lin Feng's hand, at the same time, stirred up a violent thunderstorm.

"Thunder Dragon Sacred Codex, Third Weight!" Wake up the sleeping dragon in your body, and thunder and lightning swirl. The Thunder Dragon Holy Qi had reached the Fetal Star, and it was able to cultivate the fourth level, but Lin Feng had not yet found time. Despite this, the power of the third thunder dragon holy canon is comparable to that of the fifth!

The most powerful thing that can be unleashed in a sub-week!

Because, the existence of the true dragon holy power.

The fifth true dragon holy power can increase the power of the thunder dragon holy book by fifty times, and the sixth -

100-fold increase!

"Purple Thunder Ninth Strike!" Lin Feng made a move.

There is no need to use the Nine Shadow Thunder Knife Carving, and the power of the pure Fetal Star Sixth Thunder Dragon Holy Qi has far exceeded it. Including the cultivation after that, there is also no need for the assistance of the First Rank Thunder Saint Crystal, the improvement of qualifications, plus the assistance of the True Dragon Holy Power, the cultivation of the Thunder Dragon Holy Scripture alone is greatly exceeded.

Elementary Aoyi, Dark Devour!

Condensed on the blade, the darkness and the thunder were separated from the two holy qis, and Lin Feng's purple thunder ninth strike did not reach the true perfect arcane fusion.

Still, the power is not to be underestimated.

"Xiaoxiang's Ninth Sword!" The sword of Wu Qi, the condensation sword, stabbed out a drop of water in the void, which was frozen in the air, and in an instant, the water splash condensed like a power condensation, and directly skyrocketed. The name of the Condensing Water Sword is not in vain, Wu Qi's swordsmanship is exquisite.

The cultivation of the tenth realm is even better than Lin Feng.

But......

"Boom!" Like thunder, Lin Feng's knife was unreasonable.

Relying on the strength of the Holy Qi to directly destroy the defense of water, a crazy dark devouring power devoured the energy of water droplets, Lin Feng's attack was fierce to the fierce, Wu Qi of the Water Condensing Sword turned pale, and the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect behind him widened their eyes, only to see the water barrier break instantly-

Poof!

"Boom!" The dark aura shrouded Wu Qi's figure.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the powerful thunder dragon with thunder and lightning circling in the roar jumped into the air, and the knife came out, invincible!

Wu Qi, died tragically.

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(1st update) (to be continued......)