Supreme Demon

Chapter 268 Invincible Teenager

A jug of wine, a round of moon.

A heroic young boy, a talented girl, gently picking up a burst of hair, is a gust of wind.

"Hey!" The cold is not a sentimental figure. When she raises her hand, she smashes a pot of wine and lets the wine slide over her fingertips. Her mouth opens and the front seems to form an upside down cyclone, which will spill the drinks. Inhaled into the mouth.

"This is not a holy wine, but it is also integrated into the blood of the Holy Ghost. It is also rare in the ethereal island." The cold wiped away the residual wine in the corner of the mouth, and the jade flies in the clouds, like a sunset burning in the sky. Red cloud.

She is magnificent and can't help but see more.

"Spirit, beauty!" Ling Feng laughed, swept the haze before, gently pointed out a finger, poked a pot of wine out of a hole, and then he slaps the sky, time, the jug Vibrate, a rush of wine rose into the sky, and fell in the middle of the heart into the Lingfengkou lying on the ground.

"Hey!" "咕咚"...

The entrance of the spirits, like a spring, rolled down the throat and turned into a substance of holy medicine, nourishing the five internal organs of the wind, and letting his heart sulking, and slowly spreading.

"Know that you are in the air, this wine is very good?" Cold as the moon smiled, the cold woman, once laughed, can make the sky light up.

Ling Feng smiled and looked at the cold as a month, this is an intellectual woman, although it is as cold as a mountain, but her heart is as fine as hair. She knows that Ling Feng has been seriously injured for a year, and her heart is bound to be very angry. Now the injury is getting better, but the depression is difficult. Xiao, so she invited Ling Feng to come over and drink a glass of wine.

Moreover, the wine is also different, can eliminate the suffocation of the mind of the warrior, such a woman is always refreshing, warm as water.

I have to say that in this respect, whether it is cold and ecstatic, Ye Xinran, or gentle, cute Ling Qing, Liu Shushu is not as good as her.

"Under the cold, wrap a tender heart." Ling Feng thought in his heart.

Said on the mouth. "Thank you for the cold girl's wine."

"Since, if you drink wine, can you enlighten me?" The cold moon lay lazily on the ground, side by side with Ling Feng, and the scent of the scent of the heart, full of temptation.

However, Ling Feng's heart is very calm, can not afford a trace of waves, this woman is gentle and can not bear the thin.

"Today is very tired, can you fight?" Ling Feng smiled. A few days ago, he just smashed the arrogant bird. The fighting on his body was not strong. What's more, he started with a woman who invited him to drink. He always felt too much to care about.

"Don't you think you can hide in the past?" As cold as a month, he rolled up an arm and raised a pretty face. He looked at the wind with interest and his mouth curled slightly, revealing a touch of smile. .

"First hide and hide and say." Ling Feng coughed.

"I invite you to drink, you have not refused, you think I invite you to fight, can you refuse?" Cold as the moon laughs, has full confidence in himself, the tone of speech, is not invited, but full of a mediocrity The taste of doubt.

"Don't you?" Ling Feng chuckled, this stubborn woman, also revealed a lovely temperament.

"I want to keep my mouth shut, I always have to pay a little price." Han Ruyue stood up and took off the grass clippings on the hair, becoming more serious than ever.

"If you say this, I really want to beat you." Ling Feng smiled a bit, now the women are rogue, not only sharp, aggressive, but also people can not refuse, if this is not a battle, but thin Ling Feng thought for himself and found that he could not refuse.

"Hey!" Cold as the moon giggled.

"..." Ling Feng suddenly wanted to go, this woman is too terrible, he underestimated the degree of cold as the moon flowing, under the icy appearance of this woman, what kind of mind is hidden?

Ling Feng felt that he could not see through.

"Hey!" The next moment, the cold is like a hand, the wine disappears with the beauty, replaced by an iceberg queen.

Her pretty face was so cold, her eyes were like a knife, and she formed a strong momentum. She swooped out and looked at her clothes. Then she had a sword in her hand.

Thin as a flap, a drop of autumn water, slipping on the blade, and that is not the real autumn water, but just a fierce sword, it is obvious, this is an extremely fierce sword, gently shake, is a sword Light.

"In the beginning, I missed the opportunity to fight with you. Today, I can finally regret it."

"A persistent woman is terrible."

Ling Feng shook his head and said that the momentum on his body has also changed. He is dull as a mountain. Standing there gives him endless pressure. Even if it is cold as a month, he is secretly surprised. The latter seems more horrible than before.

"I know that you have broken through the eight-level Wusheng, go all out." Ling Feng is so arrogant, grinning. "I will send you a punch!"

"..." At this moment, Han Ruyi really wants to stab the sword into Ling Feng's body and stir it a dozen times. This guy has a hundred times to resign before the moment, but he can change his face instantly. He is extremely overbearing and does not seem to regard her as a Threat.

"it is good!"

Cold as the moon said coldly, and then, the Qiushui war sword shines, a cold ice-like light, burst into the air, into a fierce sword light, a large piece of rain like rain.

Waterfall rain sword!

The sword is like a rain. Once it falls, even the light will be torn. Even if the golden body can't stop such water droplets, it is the most horrible weapon of killing. It is impossible to prevent, but the scope of raindrops is lore.

In the wilderness, there are too many warriors and monsters falling under this attack. At this moment, the cold is like a moon, and the most terrible sword is played. Let this arrogant guy eat. A little bitter.

"I rub, how can you not refuse?" Ling Feng was shocked, with the cold and proud character of the cold, how could not be angry, forced him to use weapons.

Things shouldn't be like this.

"Oh..." The raindrops are endless, shrouded in a radius of ten feet, and all the way to the Lingfeng, the momentum is nowhere, the attack of the raindrops is extremely terrible, when it falls on the grass, the ground will automatically crack Open, forming a big hole.

"That's a punch!"

Up to now, Ling Feng has no retreat, and the cold and the moon's combat power is extraordinarily strong, not inferior to the general nine-level Wu Sheng, but compared to the proud bird is not as good as he is, he has no slight taboo.

In the next moment, all the power of the five gods rushed out, the faint light illumined the fist, and then a vortex was appearing, pressing the violent momentum.

撼天拳!

This is a half-step Wu Zun-class martial arts. It is also the sacred martial arts that Ling Feng realized at the beginning, but it has never been displayed. After all, the human beings and the double stone are much stronger than the Tian Tian Quan in this respect.

However, today he wants a boxing shock to retreat from the cold, this is not crazy, but a strong confidence built on strength.

"Hey!" The smashing of the heavens, the light above it, constantly shining, it seems that there is a void to break free from the front of the fist, huge fluctuations, so that the grass is flying.

Powerful.

Subsequently, Ling Qing’s fists ushered forward, and a punch smashed the raindrops. The raging storm crushed the raindrops, pushed all the way, and finally, hit the sword in the hands of the cold moon.

"When, oh..." A loud, roaring sound shattered the grass and rolled up the debris of the sky.

The Qiushui warfare was bent, and a smashing force spread from the scorpion fist to her wrist, causing the cold as the moon's mouth slammed, quickly reversing backwards, and Lingfeng followed quickly, "砰"The sound is another punch."

"Hey!"

The cold flew like a moon, and several small trees were damaged. Finally, it fell into a small otter. The plain clothes were stained with a layer of muddy water, and the cold image was broken.

The waterfall rain sword was broken, even the eight-level Wusheng, was suppressed by the Tiantian boxing. After all, the latter is the king boxing that dominates the power. It may not be so powerful, but it can exert the power of the gods. Obviously it is not cold as the moon can resist.

"Despicable!" said cold as the moon gnashed his teeth.

"What am I doing wrong?" Ling Feng said.

"Don't you say a punch?" Cold as the moon is annoyed, on the one hand Ling Feng is too strong, on the other hand, this shameless guy is misleading her, saying where the good punch is.

If it is just a punch, she will not be beaten at all. The ghost knows that Ling Feng has another punch, just hit her chest, and the faintness is still very painful.

"Have I said that?" Ling Feng laughed and laughed.

"Alright, then there will be another one." The cold moon came out with a shawl, and smiled coldly.

"Hey, how can you talk without speaking?" Ling Feng was angry.

"I have said that you can't do it twice?"

"..." Ling Feng's teeth are smashed up, he is shameless enough, and he did not expect him to be more shameless. "What do you want?"

"You can't beat me." Ling Feng said confidently.

"Then going to fight again and again, there will always be almost." Cold as the moon said coldly, the war was like a fire.

"Hello girl, goodbye."

Ling Feng smashed the scorpion and ran. This woman is a demon. He is sure to eat him, and he is still a crazy warrior. God knows what to do next, what kind of shocking wave will happen?

He is flying fast, and there is no shadow in the sound of "咻".

thump!

After Ling Feng left, the cold fell on the ground like a moon, and the face was blushing, and the silvery teeth biting straight, the guy was not intentional.

"An invincible boy!" She shook her head, throwing away the crazy thoughts of her heart, thinking coldly.

In a short time, the disciples of Chongyunzong came over, because the movement here was too big. Some people worried that the cold would be a loss, but the imaginary battle was over, leaving only a muddy cold moon.

Although, I don’t know what kind of battles have taken place, but the results have become clear.

She lost!