Supreme Demon

C_t; "Look for death!"

This sentence fell, and all the people around him sank down from the face of 'color' and 'yin'. They were all disciples of Mo Yunzong's 'door', and they were despised by a little-named guy. . Update is fast.

It is unbearable!

"Zhang mad, arrogant for a while, I will let you know when I will, despise how terrible our price!" Gu Yong yin yin.

"The disciples of Lingwu College dare to shoot us, know how to write the dead words?" Dong Yue sneered.

Mo Yunzong’s disciples are all screaming, and they are very unruly for Ling Feng. Some people are gearing up and ready to shoot for Ling Feng.

"Kid, sire!"

A person named Dong Qing took the lead, and a handle of iron and green with a screaming wind, straight into the wind, although his mouth was ridiculous, but also very cautious on the wind.

Before, they had already learned the strength of "Feng Ling Tian" from the mouth of Baiyun, so a shot is really moving.

The cyclone of the six warriors formed a strong wind, and it was able to penetrate a big tree that was held by one person, just like a sharp arrow was shot.

"嗖"

Then, the wind of the wind fell through, and Ling Feng escaped with a flash of his body. He displayed a chasing step, and “唰唰” five steps, he came to Dong Qing’s side.

Immediately, when the people were too late to exclaim, he pinched Dong Qing’s neck and lifted the latter.

"Let me go!" Dong Qing's face ‘color’ has changed and struggled fiercely.

At the same time, he also displayed a yellow martial arts, elbows to the top of Ling Feng's "chest" mouth, if he was hit by him, it is Ling Feng will be injured.

"Humph"

Ling Feng's face was unchanged, and a slap in the face of Dong Qing's face, that huge force, Dong Qing was stunned, and the whole person flew out.

"Snapped"

Followed by, Ling Feng chased up, and the two palms went down. For a time, Dong Qing’s face was swollen and like a pig’s head, and the three rows of Wuzhishan were clearly visible.

"Ah...噗"

He spurted out of his blood, and his body fell to the ground with a glimpse of his body. His neck was squashed and it was estimated that he could not lift his head for two days.

"That's too fast, right?"

The disciples of Mo Yunzong were all shocked. The face 'color' has changed. When Baiyun said it, they all felt a bit exaggerated. How could the disciples of the military have such a fast speed?

However, now they understand that, Baiyun said that it is not a fake, this boy is indeed a bit scary.

"Up, kill him!"

After a brief shock, four or five disciples were rushed out, all of whom were five-level warriors. They joined forces to kill Ling Feng. The momentum was not weak and the six-level fighters were even stronger.

They are surrounded by the past, that is, they are afraid of the speed of the use of Ling Feng, and they will be broken.

However, to their surprise, this time Ling Feng did not display the pursuit of the wind, but raised his fist and slammed it down.

" "

A warrior flew, his fists were broken, the whole arm was twisted, and he was beaten three times and lost his fighting power.

"Hey..."

Another few fists fell, Ling Feng shot speed is very fast, at least not in front of these few people can compare.

Undoubtedly, the few people flew out, one by one, some of them used a weapon to sag, and some directly fought with two fists, the arm was broken.

Of course, this is still the result of the battle of Ling Feng in the storm of the warriors. If Ling Feng is hard to smash with the body of blood, he can definitely kill them.

"It's very strong, it should be no worse than the seven-level warrior."

Gu Yong, Zhang Yuan and Dong Yue are both eyelids and feel that they are facing opponents.

"Mom, kill him!"

The remaining six or seven people, including Baiyun, rushed toward Lingfeng, and they pulled out their weapons in the blink of an eye. They knew what the results of those hands were.

"choke"

A series of martial arts cyclones, from the four sides of the direction of Ling Feng killed, very fast, including three six-level military, that is, the general seven-level military is not their opponent.

"Hey!"

Ling Feng's face ‘color’ dignified, had to display the pursuit of the wind, a rush to the front of a warrior, the three warriors suddenly rushed out and knocked the man out.

"Give me death!"

Ling Feng was awkward. He shot in succession and flew out all three people around him. They all had face ‘color’ bruises, their teeth were knocked out, and they vomited blood.

Followed by Lingfeng, a retreat, avoiding the blow of the people, calmly reversing, such as the lion into the flock, the pursuit of the wind shows a desperate speed.

Speed ​​is also the biggest killer of the warrior!

"Hey..."

Lingfeng’s arm glowed, Longyan’s knife shot, a cross-bow, and everyone flew out. Everyone was injured. Some of the arms were beaten off. Someone’s chest was torn open. The mouth is deep and visible.

"Ah..."

Those people were lying on the ground, vomiting blood, and they were not hurt. The blood was dripping down the face and the ground was red.

"Good speed."

Zhang Yuan's face 'color' changed, and took a few steps forward, blocked in the back of Ling Feng, slowly pulled out the iron sword, the cold light, the blood stains on it, the wind is his enemy So he has to take it seriously.

"The fighting is very strong, but how many times can you play?"

Dong Yue sneered, standing in front of Ling Feng, with a sword in his hand pointing to Ling Feng, with a sly smile on his lips.

"Hey, your strength is that there is not much ‘door’ in the Lingwu Academy?” Gu Yong quietly said.

He has already reached the side of Ling Feng.

Mo Yunzong disciples have been defeated one by one. The strength of Ling Feng makes them very jealous, so they don't mind taking a shot together. As for the reputation, the news here is never transmitted.

"Well, together, all solved." Ling Feng domineering.

"kill!"

For a time, Dong Dong, Gu Yong, and Zhang Yuan were all furious, and they all tried to kill Ling Feng.

"唰"

An iron sword was killed at a very fast speed. The cold light shimmered and the wind was dark, but the speed of the wind was too fast. He turned sideways and retreated.

"when"

He punched the iron sword and hit Zhang Yuan with a slap. The face 'color' suddenly sinks, and the latter's punch is too strong.

"Gale Knife"

At this moment, Dong Yue was killed, the yellow-level martial arts were killed, the power was naturally extraordinary, and the seven-way martial arts cyclone formed three hurricanes, each of which could break an old tree and its power was extremely large.

"Heavy boxing!"

Ling Feng whispered and his body was slightly curved. It was like a dragon, the spine was squeaking, and the strength of the whole body was concentrated on the fist. Then he quickly smothered it.

"boom"

Ling Feng was a wrong step, avoiding the blade, hitting the knife with a punch, the storm of the three warriors, and the strength of the whole body was like a flood of beasts, and all of them fell on the three hurricanes.

The violent mess, shattered all three hurricanes, and the sword was sunk together, and Dong Yue was flying like a broken kite. He was a seven-level warrior and could not stop it. This kind of power.

"Kru rub" his entire arm was broken, and a painful face was ‘pumped’.

"Longyan knife"

Ling Feng took out nine steps in succession. The whole person was like a breeze, and he rushed to Zhang Yuan. His arm lit up and it was dark as ink. It was a storm of three warriors.

Since it is a big battle, Ling Feng naturally does not use silver treasures. Of course, others want to hurt him. It is not so easy.

"呛".

The storm of the three warriors rushed from his palm and shot down on the iron sword of the latter. The heavy power swept Zhang Yuan fiercely, and Ling Feng himself was slightly injured. The right hand was cut off by a blood sword, but also That's all.

" "

At the same time, Ling Feng hit the left hand, the tyrants carried a strong power, punched Zhang Yuan with a punch, the ‘chest bones were interrupted, and the snoring resounded through the woods reads;

"puff"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed, and the burning pain behind Ling Feng was smashed by the ancient eternal sword. Fortunately, he is a silver treasure, otherwise this sword will not be dead, but also seriously injured.

Mo Yunzong's three big and small masters, but not those who can compare, their combat experience is very strong, not to mention the ability to adapt, before Ling Feng has been targeting Dong Yue, Zhang Yuan, so Gu Yong caught the opportunity, down the 狠hand.

However, what made him eat this sword was only to let Ling Feng suffer a minor injury. What is this constitution?

"Death!"

While he was swaying, Ling Feng turned around and slammed it out with a punch. When he came up, he was a fighter, and he also used the silver treasure. He was really angry.

"boom"

Gu Yongfei flew, not only the arm was broken, but even the green 'color' sword was embedded in the 'chest' mouth, the 'chest' bone was broken, the blood 'meat' was blurred, and the screams were screaming.

Even the cyclone of the seven warriors could not prevent it, and it was suddenly broken. This is what he was astonished.

"Mo Yunzong is just like this!"

Ling Feng stepped out and appeared in front of Dong Yue, scared the latter back several steps.

His heart pounded, the young boy in front of him was too overbearing, too strong, and the three of them joined forces. It can be said that the eight-level warriors must be treated with caution and they must pay a terrible price to defeat them.

However, Fengling genius is only a three-level warrior, and even they have defeated them one after another. How is this possible? !

" "

The next moment, he vomited blood to the ground, was smashed by Ling Feng, and his nose and mouth spurted blood, his eyes widened, and he wanted to remember the look of Ling Feng.

"Boom"

Ling Feng is another turn, according to that Yuan is a foot, he is very fast, so that the latter can not escape.

The foot was directly on Zhang Yuan’s ass, and his **** was beaten to 'flower'.

Undoubtedly, Ling Feng alone killed a group of people in Mo Yunzong, scared the latter's face ‘color’ pale, cold sweat.

This is where the comet comes out, and to this extent, it is a enchanting.

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