I, The Only Male Disciple in School

With the strength of Lin Feng's current clone, it is no easy task to kill him with one blow before Lin Feng has reacted.

When news of the clone's death came, Lin Feng immediately realized that there was an extremely powerful guy in that place.

Lin Feng rushed to the target direction as fast as he could. When he arrived, he saw a very familiar face. It was among the five sculptures that Mu Qing saw with Mu Qing just now, there were four sculptures. Protect the sculpture in the middle!

To be precise, they are ancient gods!

However, the ancient god did not move at this time, but stood face to face with Zuixin.

The ancient god, which is more than four meters high, possesses a powerful aura beyond ordinary people. Even if his body appears to be slightly transparent, it still gives Lin Feng an insurmountable mountain-like feeling.

This guy is definitely one of the most immeasurable strengths I have encountered so far, even Lin Feng, who is the pinnacle of the Heavenly God Realm, is still uncertain whether he can kill the opponent at this time.

At this time, the ancient gods had already seen Lin Feng, but he did not step forward because he was being drunk in front of him.

The height difference has doubled, and the size difference has been as much as four times, which makes the confrontation scene at this moment look very strange.

Zuixin is just a sword spirit, and he is not weaker than the ancient god in aura, and it seems that it is the intoxication that prevents the ancient god from rushing in front of Lin Feng.

At this time, a sound like Hongzhong and Dalu reverberated in the palace.

"You are my sword, why do you stand in my way today?"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Feng, who has his own translation system, suddenly felt refreshed as if he had drunk Hong Niu.

Fuck, is there any mistake, this guy actually said that intoxication is his sword!

and many more!

Could it be true that it was his sword!

Lin Feng's gaze quickly turned to intoxication, his intoxicated face turned towards the ancient gods, but he seemed to be able to see that the other party was responding with a serious expression.

"King, when you fell, you asked me to find another master. When I fell to the lower realm when I was the most desolate, it was him who restored me from the earth to the sacred one step by step. I have recognized him as the master, you Don't hurt him."

Said ecstatically.

Hearing the intoxicating words, Lin Feng probably understood what was going on.

The own Wuchen Sword originally came from the system rewards, but Lin Feng never knew where it came from. The reason why Zuixin was willing to follow himself was also because Zuixin wanted to find the origin of own.

Now that he entered the battlefield of gods, he felt the origin of own, and led Lin Feng to this place imperceptibly.

At that time, Zuixin was still at the stage of unrecovered memory. At that time, her instinct told her where to go.

Until here.

Obviously, the intoxication at this moment has restored the memory, and a kind of ancient introverted aura is revealed all over the body.

Even though it is still a sacred tool, it gives people a stronger inner life.

At this time, a scene of defending the new one in front of the old one is being staged.

"Holy artifact. Ridiculous. The realm of your heyday is the top ten divine sword of the God Realm. Now that you fall into the world, you are proud of the holy artifact. My way is sad! My way is sad!"

The ancient god sighed, causing the palace to vibrate.

Although Zuoxin didn't move, she started to rub her fists tightly. It was obviously the words of the ancient gods that touched her.

"Sorry, you are so numb!"

At this moment, an extremely harsh word rang in the palace.

The ancient god who was really sad and strangled and the silent intoxication looked at Lin Feng at the same time.

The eyes of the ancient gods suddenly sent out two dazzling beams of light, directly blasting Lin Feng!

Fight to the stars!

Lin Feng didn't retreat at all, and he whizzed out.

He is betting.

Bet that the opponent's strength is within two realms of his, as long as the opponent's Martial Dao Realm does not exceed his two realms, then his Dou Zhuan Xing Yi can completely rebound the opponent's strength.

At this moment, two beams hit Lin Feng's body!

The powerful impact directly broke Lin Feng's defense!

Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, it was unsuccessful!

Lin Feng regrets it!

f*ck actually lost the bet!

This ancient god is more than two Realm taller than himself!

In other words, this guy is at least two realm stronger than Martial Sage Realm!

The huge impact directly blasted Lin Feng into the air!

The heart-piercing burning sensation made Lin Feng feel like a thousand ants eat his heart.

"You are not allowed to hit him!" With a scream, Zuoxin once again stood in front of the ancient god.

The small body actually contained huge energy, causing the body of the ancient god to pause for a while.

"What you see, such a weak body, how can you be worthy of being your lord?" The ancient gods are obsessed with intoxication, obviously not the kind of hostile relationship, otherwise, with the terrifying lethality displayed by him, I am afraid that it will be another hundred All saints can be broken by him.

Gritting his teeth drunkly and struggling violently.

………Look for flowers 0…

All her memories are back. She knows her source, knows the past, and knows the prosperity and fall of own.

Once, she was one of the top ten artifacts in the ancient god realm, following the king in front of her to slay the Quartet, the point of the sword, the direction of Pimo.

The enemy heard the sound of their swords, and they all fled in panic after hearing the wind.

However, after that war.

Her master, the man she called the king in front of her, fell.

As the king's sword, she was also hit hard and fell into the mortal world.

Having experienced the peak, humble to the dust, not only did she lose the sharpness of the past, but she also forgot all the glory of the past.

It's not that she is not strong, but her opponent is too strong. If her Wang Neng's spleen is too late, she will stand proudly even with scars.

...0.......

The words of the king in front of him are not a kind of alert to the past.

If the person who owns the sword is not strong, then the strongest sword is just an ornament; if the person who owns the sword is not strong, then the toughest sword will one day break.

Compared to Wang, Lin Feng is indeed weaker. Even the king fell into the hands of the enemy, let alone Lin Feng?

Looking drunkly at Lin Feng, who was lying on the ground covered with bloodstains, was quite moved.

"You should follow the strong, he has no power to protect himself, so how can he protect you?" The ancient god sighed.

Enthusiastically silent, I don't know what I'm thinking.

At this moment, Lin Feng, covered in bruises, stood up on the ground.

Even though his face was covered with blood, his eyes were full of unyielding.

"What kind of shit talking about you! The sword, shouldn't it be used to kill the enemy, why in your words, the sword seems to be fragile and needs to be protected!

Although I am not as strong as you, I have an invincible heart; although you are better than me, you died in ancient times!

Now, I am the master who is intoxicated! If you have the ability, just shoot me again!

Come on! Sand sculpture!"

Lin Feng stood up abruptly, with an immortal body, who can't kill him will only make him more courageous!

The two beams of light converge in the eyes of the gods again, and the power is even greater than the previous one!

The obsession who saw this scene immediately wanted to rush towards Lin Feng.

"Stop! Don't come over!" Lin Feng roared, and at this moment, the ancient gods' attack came again!

Sand sculpture!

Gamble again!

One finger!

Fight to the stars! Five

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