Immortal Emperor Returns

"This young master, he has hidden strength ..."

"The power of the Supreme Master Martial Art is so horrible!"

"Good! Strong! Big!"

At this moment, neither the gift of Bai, or the four families watching the battle at the shore of Yangui Lake, or the personnel of the Special Action Group of the Sharp Blade Special Operations Group in the Xiangnan Military Region were all shocked.

Faced with the powerful momentum that Lin Feng burst out in an instant, they felt a kind of fear from their hearts, and the body shivered uncontrollably.

powerful!

It's really powerful!

Mighty beyond their knowledge!

If it weren't for their own eyes, they would definitely not be willing to believe that someone, just by their momentum, could instantly give them the illusion of ruin.

This is ... the real peak, the power of the master of martial arts! !! !!

"stop!"

Lin Feng stretched out his palm and spread it forward. Fei Jian stopped before his palm. No matter how hard he tried, he could never move forward in the slightest.

"Oh!"

Lin Feng's **** flicked the sword body, and the flying sword shivered fiercely. The sharp edge released above the sword body dissipated in an instant.

"Buzz ..."

Lin Feng's **** continued to flick the sword body, and the trembling of the flying sword became more violent at the same time. At the same time, the flying sword wailed with fear:

"Woo, wow ..."

Magic weapon psychic, even if it is the lowest-level magic instrument, the magic instrument itself will have a certain spirituality.

Fei Jian has felt the power of Lin Feng, which is strong enough to make it feel a sense of destruction.

"Come."

Lin Feng reached out his palm and grabbed the flying sword into the palm of his hand. From beginning to end, the flying sword had no resistance at all.

Palm opened upwards, Fei Jian stayed on it quietly, very motionless.

"now it's right!"

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction, stroking Feijian gently.

"Impossible ... why is this so !!!"

Bai Enci was completely lost, eyes widened, mouth wide open, stupidly there, motionless.

He only thought that offering the flying sword was the death of Lin Feng.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng reached out and caught Fei Jian in the palm of his hand.

The whole process is like treating a toy.

"Wow!"

Yangui Lake, the four major families and members of the special operations team, uproar.

They were once again deeply shocked by the sharpness of Feijian, even when they were thousands of kilometers away, they could clearly feel it.

But Lin Feng reached out and caught Feijian, without any injuries.

Most importantly, Fei Jian lay quietly in the palm of Lin Feng's motionless reaction, as if surrendered in front of Lin Feng.

"Is this strength the real strength of that young master?"

"metamorphosis……"

"Master Lin, it's terrible !!!"

The Zhou family, Li family, Wu family, and the three family owners stared at Lin Feng motionlessly, all of them were deeply shocked by the strength shown by Lin Feng.

On the Luo family side, Luo Lao and Feng Lao looked at each other. In their eyes, there was a kind of thick burning that could not be suppressed.

They knew that it might really be time for their Dong'an Luo family to officially rise. Judging from the current situation, the strength of Master Lin, even among the masters of martial arts, could still be proud of the men.

...

Geese on the lake.

"How can you ... like this! This! Strong! Big!"

Slowing down to God, Bai's gift is as dead as death.

His eyes were bigger and bigger, almost rolling out of his eyes and falling on the lake:

"Tell me, why are you so powerful?"

"Master Martial arts, master of foreign practice, I have seen many, can use physical strength to resist the flying sword, even the ink dye of our Jingshi Mo family, can not do it."

Bai Enci knows that he is already in trouble today.

He just wanted to know before he died, and after he untied himself, why was Lin Feng so powerful?

The ink dynasty of the Jingshi Mo family was known as the first master of Huaxia before he fled from the Jingshi. Like Lin Feng in front of him, he was also a master of martial arts and a master of foreign practice. With his physical body, he could resist the heavy machine gun fire .

But ... even so, Bai Enci still firmly believes that if he changes the ink dye to the position of the forest peak in front of him today, facing the flying sword, the other party can only choose one way to escape.

Even if he did not sacrifice Feijian, he could only sacrifice his own Shouyuan in exchange for the control of Feijian in a short time.

"I don't understand even the most basic sacrifice method. A magic weapon such as Feijian falls in your hands and is really a violent thing."

Lin Feng seemed to be talking to himself. He raised his hand to erase the spiritual imprint on the flying sword, and pierced the sword into his heart.

Sacrifice Feijian with heart blood, imprint the mark of life on Feijian, and unite the swordsman. This is the highest state of sacrifice Feijian, which can maximize the power of Feijian, and also allow you to control whatever you want. Control the flying sword.

However, since then, the swordkeeper has been combined with Feijian. Once the sword is severely damaged, or even completely damaged, the swordkeeper will be devoured and seriously injured. But for such a flying sword created by Tianyan Xuanjing, it is worth it.

"Buzz, buzz ..."

With the feeding of heart blood, Fei Jian began to buzz, and then began to circle around Lin Feng.

Above the sword body, the whole body of red and blue is more intense.

Lin Feng raised his hand, Xian Yuan wrapped the wound on his chest.

At a speed that is visible to the naked eye, the wound begins to heal and recovers as before.

"You just didn't exert a tenth of Feijian's power."

"Also, for your dying sake, next, I will let you see the true power of Feijian."

Lin Feng said slowly:

"Fei Jian, drive!"

The words fell, and the flying sword glowed, and the whole sword exuded an extremely hot flame and cold coldness, which was compelling under the light of the moonlight.

Then, the flying sword was zoomed in. It was zoomed in dozens of times than before ...

"Boom!"

A sword waved off, starting with Lin Feng's front as the starting point, and spreading to the opposite bank **** as the end. The lake, which was a few kilometers long, was divided into two, the left and right sides were billowing lake water, and the middle was a few meters The wide gap, deep into the bottom of the lake for dozens of meters, even exposed the bottom of the water, pebbles, water plants, and fish are clearly visible.

It is like, in the endless Yangui Lake, a spacious passage is opened out of thin air.

"Is this the real power of Feijian!"

Bai Enci was deeply shocked, and remained motionless.

...

Yangui Lake.

The strong men in the four families, as well as members of the special action team of the Special Blades Brigade, were once again deeply shocked by the strength shown by Lin Feng.

"God, how can he split the lake with a sword !!!"

"Feijian, is this the true power of magic weapon?"

"The power released by Fei Jian in the hands of Master Lin is more powerful than in the hands of Bai Yunci ... hundred! Times! No! Stop!"

...

Geese on the lake.

Bai Enci stared at Lin Feng decadently:

"You're right, I did not even exert one-tenth the power of Feijian."

"Boy, I acknowledged Bai Yunci today, but ... before I die, can you make me a ghost, who are you?"

Lin Feng said word by word, indifferently, "Lin Feng."

Bai Enci stumbled to himself, "Lin Feng, Lin Feng ..."

"cut!"

The enlarged flying sword spread to the top of Bai Geng's head.

Volley cut off.

Bai Enci died, split in two, and fell into the bottom of the lake.

Blood, reddish a lake.

"Come."

Lin Feng beckoned, and the jade gourd suspended in the air flew into the palm of his hand.

With a wave of his hand, Feijian entered the jade gourd, and Lin Feng put away the jade gourd.

That night, the Du family was gone.

That night, Lin Feng beheaded Bai Yan and returned to Yangui Lake.