Supreme Demon

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"Apprentice, you have now advanced to the ultimate battle. It is already a very glorious thing for my alchemy ‘door.’”

Yunmeng chuckled, said: "If it is not an opponent, then admit defeat."

"I am like a person who admits defeat?"

Ling Feng licks his mouth, isn't it a little girl, you can pick it up.

If you say that he still has some taboos yesterday, then today is no longer needed, and the eight-level martial artists are also playing.

"Actually, you are the weakest one in the top 16 and don't hold it strong."

Yunmeng smiled and she was more satisfied with this disciple.

"Yes!" Purple rhyme and cloud dreams are the same.

"I am the weakest one?!"

Ling Feng’s face is black, quite dissatisfied. Don’t say that he has broken through yesterday. Just before, if he used the broken blade silver treasure, he was completely fearless.

"Don't be discouraged, we are telling the truth." Yunmeng took a look at Lingfeng's shoulders.

"I am not discouraged!"

Ling Feng ‘very’ ‘t’ body, his eyes burning, these three chicks, dare to swear at him, which made him a former Wu Sheng, very unhappy.

"Look, you are stubborn again?" Yunmeng shook his head and sighed, quite helpless.

......

Ling Feng gritted his teeth. Before he was still a light and cloudy appearance, he could be said by Yunmeng. It seems that this is really the case.

"Wait, I will blow the Hantian to the battlefield!"

Ling Feng grinned, simply do not care about Yunmeng, everything must look at the strength, with the defeat of Han Tian, ​​to prove that he is not discouraged, but confident and invincible!

"What do you want?"

On the battle platform, Han Tian was dressed in white, and on the generous face, a dissonant smile was plucked.

And this sentence fell, all around was quiet, people's mouth ‘pumped’ ‘pumping’, this is not what Ling Feng should say, how is it now Han Tian’s turn?

Immediately, people will be clear.

At the beginning, Ling Feng slammed Han Xiao's foot and almost killed the latter, and now Han Tian is coming to take revenge.

What's more, Han Tian is one of the top ten masters of the "door" of the spirit, and its strength is very strong. It is simply not comparable to Ling Feng. This is a contemptuous play.

"Oh, are you Han Tian?"

Ling Feng smiled lightly, walked slowly, hooked his finger, said: "You come over, let me flip you over reading;!"

Dare to be so contemptuous of him, then hit the latter tragic!

"Do you think you can fight me with a three-level martial artist?"

Han Tian glanced at the wind and coldly, and did not put the latter in his eyes. (

However, the bottom of the eye shone with the anger of anger, and it was obviously angered by Ling Feng’s move.

The next moment, his backhand is a punch, seven martial arts airstream riots, such as the horrible rainbow, killing Lingfeng, the power is very strong, the broken steel and steel are flying up.

This makes Ziyun, Lingqing, and Yunmeng all face □ color sinking, and the palms are sweating.

However, in the face of this blow, Ling Feng was still very calm. He raised his hand and violently violently violently slammed a punch. Three golden blood flames flew out and turned into the most fierce blow. .

"啵"

The fist fell, and the road broke out from the middle of the two people. Ling Feng stood up indifferently, and the seven martial arts airflows were crushed and crushed. Even Han Tian was screaming and quickly regressed. In one step, his palms were blackened.

The three golden blood flames do not ignite the martial arts airflow, but they will bring certain damage to the blood ‘meat.” What's more, Ling Feng is a genius who can fight more than four levels.

People around are dumbfounded, especially Mo Yunzong disciples. They have long thought that this battle is a must, and even a fist can't stop it, but the ghost knows that this scene will appear.

Ling Feng not only blocked the punch, but also injured Han Tian.

Whether it is Lingqing, Yunmeng, or the solitary rainy month, cold-blooded people, etc. are all shocked, they see more thoroughly, three different martial arts airflow, but rivals the seven-level martial arts, is this possible? !

"Do you dare to hurt me?"

Even Han Tian himself was in a daze, this punch exceeded his expectations, but his eyes turned to yin, and a killing moment rushed out.

"kill!"

The next moment, he plunged out and went straight to Ling Feng. The seven martial arts airflow burst out of a stronger power, forming a fist shadow, to submerge Ling Feng.

"open!"

Ling Feng exhibited a chasing step, and he greeted him in an instant. The tyrants were thoroughly swayed, and one punch followed by a fist. Each punch was just like a 'tidal' water, and three golden blood screamed. The light.

"啵", "", "Boom"...

The speed of the wind is like the wind, and the fist is faster and lightning. He bans a blank road from the ground and kills him in front of Han Tian. He punches and punches, and he is overbearing.

"Boom"

Han Tian’s one eye was black and white, and he didn’t dodge the flash. He slammed it all at once, and the whole man flew out. He turned a muscle in the air and squatted in the air. On the ground reads;

"The seven-level martial arts, but that's it!"

Ling Feng smiled lightly. He took it one step at a time and killed it again. The heavens chased the wind. Once it was displayed, it was cold-blooded, and the rainy month alone was inferior to the ‘color’, let alone Han Tian?

At this moment, Han Tian lost the 'color', he quickly took a palm, seven martial arts airflow, greeted him, and then he jumped up and jumped up.

"啵"

However, the seven martial arts airflow could not be stopped at all. Today's Lingfeng has been different from the past. The three golden blood flames have undergone repeated baptisms. The more four levels of fighting, it is not a problem at all.

The tyrants fell, and the martial arts airflow was punched in a moment, and then he squatted on Han Tian’s body. The latter was like a leap and directly greeted his fist.

"puff"

Han Tianru broke the kite in the line and flew out in an instant. He spurted a blood, and his face 'color' instantly became pale.

This scene happened too fast. When everyone reacted, one by one was shocked and stunned. Han Tian was injured. That Lingfeng turned out to be a three-level martial artist.

He is fighting at the fourth level. What talent is this? !

At this moment, many elders of Lingwu College have stood up and stirred up. Lingqing can be a two-level battle. It has been designated as a spiritual disciple of the Lingyuan. From the point of view of talent, it is the only rainy day and the next day. Inferior 'color' a few points.

But now, a more enchanting guy was born, and the third-level martial artist injured the seven-level martial artist!

"A talented genius near the demon!"

The Mo Yunzong elders have lost their ‘color’ and are keeping an eye on Ling Feng. They have always underestimated the latter.

"He... is it strong enough?"

The kind of water binoculars became more and more dim, and the heart was stabbed by the shackles. It was thought that Ling Feng had already used all his strength to defeat him. But now it seems that people have never taken him seriously.

The difference is too big!

"choke!"

Han’s nose was smashed, and a body climbed up, pulling out the sword and pointing to Lingfeng.

"斩 '浪' knife!"

As soon as he slammed down, he rushed out like a wind. The golden ‘color’ knives made a beautiful arc in the air, followed by seven martial arts airflows.

A golden ‘color’ knife rainbow appeared, and there was a faint ‘wave’ ‘flower’ appearing below, all of which were split by the knife.

"嗡"

The air trembled fiercely, and the knife crossed the air, and on the steel, it left a trace of two inches deep, showing how powerful this attack was.

"Compared with me?"

Ling Feng smiled, he raised his hand, three golden blood fireworks, slowly rioting, and then swirled out, forming a golden blood knife readings;

Longyan knife!

This is a more horrible martial arts than Ba ​​Quan!

"kill!"

Ling Feng exhibited a chasing step, and in a few steps, he greeted Han Tian. Long Yan knife slashed quickly, and the golden blood flame was played to the fullest, showing the invincible power.

"when"

The sound of the eardrums was painful, and it sounded one after another. The knife directly disintegrated the 浪 浪 'knife, and the Han Tian was slammed back two big steps, his arms straight, and his eyes showed a sigh of relief.

The golden blood knife in the hands of Ling Feng is clearly transformed by the martial arts airflow, but it is like the essence. On the golden ‘color’ knives, it’s actually “excited” to shoot out Mars.

"I cut it..."

Ling Feng rushed to the end, Longyan knife cut down one after another, one knife and one knife, the air sizzling, steel and steel instantly burst, and Han Tian both feet stuck in.

At this moment, Ling Feng is like a chauff, according to Han Tian is a slash, playing the latter seven jingjing airflow bursting constantly, the arm will be broken, the body is straight, and the body is constantly falling into the ground.

"噗" "噗"...

The corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and a few knives smashed on his shoulders, cutting off his ribs, and then Ling Feng twitched his feet and broke his ‘chest bones.

The most important thing is that he wants to escape and can't escape. He is beaten to fight back, and he will die when he is wrong. The face 'color' is even more black and blue.

"Dangdang..."

In the end, Han Tian was half trapped in steel and wood, covered in blood, and the seven martial arts airflows were bleak.

Until then, Ling Feng stopped, and sighed a sigh of relief, Yang Tiandao said. "Shuang!"

"puff!"

Han Tian's face ‘color’ suddenly rose red, and Zhang mouth spurted a blood arrow. He didn’t think that it would be such a result. Now I can’t wait for a seam to get in.

And the fundus is even more 迸 射 出 出 出 ! !!

People were sluggish, and even the breathing stopped. "The sword of a warrior's sword fell off. "Hey," a hammer broke, and they have never seen such a battle.

A seven-level martial artist was slashed by a third-level martial artist!

Is this continent crazy?

Ziyun, Yunmeng, and Lingqing opened their mouths. They were completely dumbfounded. They were still worried about Lingfeng, but what is it now?

The whole world is quiet, everyone is staring at the wind, like seeing a monster, even the top ten masters are like this, everyone is very jealous, if this enchanting grows up, then they do not have to fight.

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