Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

Yang Fan, who resisted the middle-aged man's blow, actually felt uncomfortable. After all, he had pushed the Six Paths of Samsara Fist to 200 punches before, and the consumption was actually not small. However, he believed that the middle-aged man's situation was even worse. , and the method similar to self-destruction just now is definitely not an ordinary method, it should be a desperate method. The damage caused by this method to the middle-aged man is definitely extremely huge, killing a thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred. It means, but Lin Feng's method is very powerful. Although he was hit, he was not injured.

The middle-aged man appeared a hundred meters away. He had regrouped his body, but his face now looked ugly.

Lin Feng summoned the magic weapons back, and those magic weapons surrounded him.

The middle-aged man said coldly, "I really didn't expect that I would draw a demon!! I would be forced to do this by a junior like you who has been practicing for more than three hundred years! It is true that there are talented people from generation to generation, each with his own style. .Hundreds of years!".

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know what kind of mood the painting demon was in when he said these words. Is it just a simple emotion? That's not necessarily the case.

Hua Mo looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Is the bloodline shadow behind you your father?".

"yes!".

Lin Feng nodded.

He did not take any further action, because Lin Feng knew very well that his Six Paths Reincarnation Fist had been interrupted.

The next time you punch, it will be accumulated from the first punch.

Hua Mo will not give him a chance to push his boxing skills to hundreds of punches, or even as many as 200 punches.

Moreover, the situation of Hua Mo is getting worse now. When the two sides fight together again, they will definitely go all out and risk their lives. It’s hard to say who will win by then. This is not what Lin Feng wants to see. Condition.

What Lin Feng wants to do most is to surrender the painting demon and become the master of the demonic paintings in the world.

Hua Mo said, "Your father is a great man. He is a hero and a good man. It seems that he is not just talking about it. This battle should end here. I will send you people away!".

Lin Feng said, "It's not enough to just send me off. You know what I want!".

Hearing this, Hua Mo immediately sneered, "Boy! It's just a daydream for you to become the master of the All Heavens Demon Map. I have merged with the All Heavens Demon Map. I am the All Heavens Demon Map, and the All Heavens Demon Map is me. You understand me." Do you mean?".

Lin Feng frowned slightly and said, "So, you have become a weapon cultivator now?".

Hua Mo didn't speak, just nodded.

This point is indeed a bit beyond Lin Feng's expectation. Lin Feng originally thought that the painted demon just became the weapon spirit of the demon map of the heavens. After all, after many people lost their physical bodies, their bodies were entrusted to the magic weapon, and they would indeed gradually become weapons. Spiritual existence.

But who would have thought that this method of painting demons is even more advanced, and he actually uses the demon map of the heavens as a physical sacrifice. If this is the case, the idea of ​​​​obtaining the demon map of the heavens is basically in vain.

Lin Feng said, "Since you can't get the Demon Map of the Heavens, then so be it, you join my camp, I need allies like you!".

"Hahahaha, I knew you would say something like this. It's just not exciting to join your camp. Do you dare to play an exciting bet with me?" Hua Mo said.

Lin Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said, "What? I'm not convinced that I lost, so do you want to win the game back?".

The painted demon said calmly, "You can understand it this way, and I tell you, after I completely integrate the demon diagrams of the heavens, my strength will increase ten times or even dozens of times. I think you also want to have it." Is this kind of person working hard for you? Therefore, this gambling agreement is not a loss for you."

"Oh? What do you want to bet with me?". Lin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Hua Mo. This old demon was definitely not a good bird.