Supreme Demon

C_t; "You can pick Dan furnace, try Dan's medicine first, and ask me if I don't understand. [Super good looking]-.79xs.-"

Looking at Ziyun, Xu 'Lang', Cui Ying three people, Ling Feng slightly nodded and smiled.

He really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the three people, so after swearing, he simply fled.

In the past few days, he also discovered that Yunmeng concentrates on alchemy and will not come to control him at all, so he is also very happy, at least not "no leave".

"Just today!"

The summer sun is hot, the wind is sitting on the open space, and his eyes are closed. He wants to realize the third day of the hanging arrow.

"The most powerful place in the soul is the strange and unpredictable, the wind does not move and hangs!"

Ling Feng whispered inside.

In the soul of the sea, the golden 'color' little sword trembled sharply, a clear thought, and instantly appeared in the heart of Ling Feng, this is the result of his three days of comprehension.

"choke"

The golden ‘color’ little sword shook, and a golden ‘color’ sword suddenly flew out, blurry, not really cut, it disappeared instantly, and in Lingfeng’s eyebrows, only a glimmer of golden light was splashed.

It is like a golden ‘color’ lightning, and it has passed away. When it reappears, it is already five feet away. The speed makes the wind screaming, too fast.

"puff"

The next moment, it is empty, like a golden 'color' dagger hanging over the top of the warrior, squatting down, unstoppable, a flying bird, ignorant, by the golden 'color' little sword On the spot, he pierced the sea of ​​souls and fell down.

"Damn"

Ziying ‘touch’ the ‘touch’ head and muttered a small mouth, very dissatisfied.

The little bird just fell on the top of her head, and she smashed her hair into a mess, and a trace of blood dripped on her nose, making her angry.

"Who?"

Purple rhyme wiped the blood on the tip of the nose, looking at the eyes with her eyes, and when she glanced at the wind, the latter bowed low.

"This is the three days of hanging arrows!"

Ling Feng’s heart was full of surprises, infinite surprises, and killing a flying bird. It was only one of his attempts, and he did not display the true power of the hanging arrows.

This is the case, it is such a sudden, the birds far away from the five feet can not dodge, then the Wuling strong?

"It's time to enter the martial arts level!"

He stood up and rushed out of the alchemy ‘door’ and went to the desert.

In the summer, the grass is flourishing, and the tall old trees are like towering trees. There are many lychees, which are a bit of a hidden sky.

In the wilderness, sometimes the roar of the monsters came, and the more you walked in, the more **** the breath, the more you came.

As the Mo Ling war is getting closer, both Lingwu Academy and Mo Yunzong disciples have begun to enter the wilderness, and they obviously know it.

It is also a warrior, but the combat experience and the degree of control over the cyclone of the military are the key to victory and defeat. Only by honing blood, can they become stronger.

Of course, for the monsters, they are not all destined to be killed. They will also fight back and become more ferocious.

"吼" and "kill"

In the martial arts-level wilderness, several teenagers are holding swords, and they are surrounded by a white tiger blood war. They have all reached the level of martial arts, and the strength is naturally not weak.

And the white tiger is even more powerful, and one of the mouthfuls, there are nine true rushes out, it looks like two rows of teeth, it looks very embarrassing.

"The disciple of Mo Yunzong?"

Ling Feng slightly frowned, did not do it, has his current realm, do not need to kill this disciple.

"嗖"

The next moment, he showed a chasing step, such as a light smoke, quickly rushing out to the martial arts-level wasteland.

This is a valley, lush, and the vegetation is obviously a war-torn-level wasteland. It is also prosperous. The heavens and the earth are like silky smoke, so that Lingfeng body and mind are comfortable.

"嘶嘶"

Suddenly, a giant python flashed, and a giant tail smashed toward Ling Feng. The huge body was like a bucket. The triangle snake head was like a **** red, and there was a faint blood spurt between the breaths.

Red poison!

Lingfeng’s eyes leaped, not all the giant pythons were non-toxic, and the red poison cockroaches were highly toxic. If they were bitten by them, they could not save the sect.

This also had to make Ling Feng wary.

"嘶嘶"

The red poisonous python was spit out, one foot long, and it looked very human. It opened its mouth and bit it toward Ling Feng.

"Longyan knife!"

Ling Feng shouted, and the nine-way gold ‘color’ storm rushed out instantly, forming a big knife, and the head turned to the red poison smashed.

He moved quickly, and his footsteps were wrong. He first avoided the sharp teeth of the red poison, and then quickly rushed out.

" "

The red poisonous cockroach also understood the powerful wind, the giant tail swept away, a large head of stone rushed straight, it appeared three martial arts airflow, body bend, ready to surround the wind, and then bundle dead.

" "

However, it still underestimated the fighting power of Ling Feng, although the Longyan knife was hiding, but Ling Feng also kicked in the body of the red poison.

That foot can have four thousand pounds!

Thus, the red poison scorpion flew, like a twisted lychee, even if the martial arts three-level monsters can not stop this foot reads;

"kill!"

Ling Feng’s eyes were very fierce, and he rushed to catch up. Longyan’s knife was cut down with lightning speed.

"嘶嘶"

The red poisonous cockroach was terrified. It was flying in midair. It was simply a counterattack. It could only block three martial arts airflows in front of it, and at the same time twisted the snake head and escaped the deadly damage.

"puff"

It is a pity that the knife is still lying on its body. Its abdomen is torn open, and the intestines are pulled out. The blood is like a spring, and it smells so bad that Ling Feng frowns.

"嘶嘶"

The red poisoned cockroach eats pain and is madly twisted. It falls into the grass, and the wounds pierce two dead branches and puncture the intestines.

The next moment, it quickly rushed out, eyes red blood red, Zhang mouth directly spewed out three jingjing airflow, each road is like a small snake, swim and kill.

"Heavy boxing!"

Ling Feng was not afraid, violently raised his hand and punched a punch.

The nine-way gold ‘color’ storm came out in a roll, and he had reached the level of the military’s arrival. He also wanted to see how strong the nine storms were.

" "

In midair, the crystallization of Wujing became a cockroach, and it was broken at once, and the golden ‘color’ storm of Lingfeng also dimmed, and the bright golden ‘color’ became a turbid bronze ‘color’.

"It's really strong, you can barely fight the four-level martial arts!"

Ling Feng is not shocked, but the road to the world is indeed terrible. It is because of terrible, so he is cool!

Followed by him, he displayed a chasing step, and after nine steps, he circumvented the body of the red poisonous cockroach and went straight down.

This time, the red poison cockroach did not escape, the pursuit of the wind is too fast!

"puff"

The blood splattered, and a snake head rolled over the ground for a few laps before stopping, and the huge body was madly twisted for a moment before it slowly stiffened.

Red poison is dying!

"carry on!"

Ling Feng chuckled and had a more comprehensive understanding of his combat effectiveness, and then he walked toward deeper.

Obviously, it is only the monster of the third division of the martial arts that it is impossible for him to go all out. He needs stronger oppression, so he is looking for the four-level monster of the martial artist.

Soon, he... was found!

"Xiao"

A Fei Peng rushed over, the wings were all unfolded, and it was more than a mile long, and it was green, and it was a Qingpeng bird.

It is very fast, flying down from the top of Lingfeng, the claws are sharper than the blade, and the cockles are more like a large scissors. When you "snap", you can cut off the arms of the warrior.

The most important thing is that the birds are much stronger than the beasts!

"kill!"

Ling Feng's face ‘color’ sank, Longyan knife slammed out and rushed four feet high, but unfortunately, the knife was hollowed out.

The Qingpeng bird fluttered with a wing, and a hurricane picked up, and the dust and the eyes blinked, so that Lingfeng could not see clearly.

"嗖"

The next moment, it flew in, and the claws were torn apart, tearing off Ling Feng’s clothes and sticking blood 'meat'.

"A dead Peng bird also dared to do it to me!"

Ling Feng grinned, and the burning pain behind him.

He displayed a chasing step and rushed out of the dusty area. The nine-way gold ‘color’ storm rushed up, shrouded in the whole body, and the arm became a dragon knives, staring at the Qingpeng bird.

Then, as soon as they came out, the nine-way gold ‘color’ storm formed a knife shadow and killed the Qingpeng bird.

"嗖"

However, the Qingpeng bird flew out and escaped the attack in an instant.

"The ‘milk’ ‘milk’ is mad at the young man!”

Ling Feng fangs, he is not a martial artist, can not fly to the sky, this pair of Qing Peng birds, but also a little helpless.

"Dead bird, have the ability to go down!" He raised his hand.

"Xiao"

The Qingpeng bird's eyes sparkled with the sorcerer's glory, and the wings slammed fiercely, and the 'chaos' stone and sand dust were picked up. For a time, even the southeast and northwest could not be distinguished.

Within a few feet, it is dust sand, and Ling Feng can't see it at all.

"嗖"

In the next moment, the dust and sand slammed and flew inward. Ling Feng’s face was cold and his footsteps flashed, and then he punched out.

A bang.

The dust suddenly collapsed, and a Qingpeng screamed and flew out. Several birds 'hair' fell, which was longer than several chopsticks.

Ling Feng mouth twitched, ‘show’ gave a silent smile.

Although he couldn't see it, he could still perceive the ‘wave’ movement, so he did not hesitate to give a punch.

Of course, not everyone can do it. If there is no pursuit of the wind, he can only passively beat, not catching up with the speed of the Qingpeng bird.

"嗖"

In the next moment, he flashed out of the dust and rushed out of the dusty sand. His movements were like a stream of water, and he fell awkwardly, so that the Qingpeng birds did not dodge, and the wings were torn off with a **** 'meat'.

This is a sudden thing. When the Qingpeng bird squats and wants to rush, the body slams and slams.

And what about Ling Feng?

Can he let go of such an opportunity? !

At this moment, the chasing step was cast to the limit by him. It was as fast as a cloud, and immediately leaped up. He jumped on the back of the Qingpeng bird and grabbed the latter's neck with one hand.

"Death, or surrender!"

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