King of Gods

When Yunxiang Dream and Zhao Feng whispered whispers, the eagle hook nose youth "Xu Zhi", slowly oppressed, cold eyes, staring at Lin Fan.

"Several of you, get out of here!"

Xu Zhimei's eyebrows were twisted, and Zhao Zhao was swept away with a warning.

His goal is Lin Fan. If the other kids don't know each other, don't mind cleaning up together.

Behind Xu Zhi’s body, he also followed the two disciples of the two heavens, with a playful color.

These three people are all two heavens, and they are repaired as much as Guanghou Hou.

"Zhao Shidi, Xiao Shidi, Yun Shimei... Lin's things, solve them themselves."

Lin Fan stood alone and did not want to imprison the three Zhao Feng.

Xiao Yu was a little relieved and quickly pulled away. He was afraid of being involved in Lin Fan. Xu Zhi three people, but all of them are all in one, and they enter the inner door earlier, which is not something they can provoke.

Zhao Feng was also pulled aside by Yunxiang Meng.

"The sectarian inner door allows a general degree of 'study', but here is the assembly square. Under the public, they will not be too heavy."

Yunxiang dream whispered.

Obviously, Xiao Yu and Yun Xiang Meng don't want to intervene between Lin Fan and Xu Zhi.

Although they have a good relationship with Lin Fan, they are not deeply involved and do not want to offend those old inner disciples because of him.

"Ha ha ha... Lin Fan! No one dares to help you!"

Xu Zhi three people, laughed loudly, more and more crazy.

They are very satisfied with the surrender attitude of the new entry disciples and are very satisfied with the "fear" and "identification" of the three Zhao Feng.

Lin Fan’s heart is slightly cold, and there is an unprecedented sense of isolation, even if he is psychologically prepared.

In the square, a piece of open space was soon vacated, and some inside disciples nearby looked at it with interest.

At this moment, there are only a handful of disciples who have arrived, and no one has intervened.

"Lin Fan, let me teach you the strength of your first door."

Xu has a strong spiritual pressure on his body, and the true power of the two heavens has broken out, and an amazing momentum has erupted.

Everything is a small leap, and the strength of the two heavens is higher than that of a heavy heaven.

Under the confrontation, Lin Fan’s breathing was also a bit unsatisfactory, and his heart suffered from invisible oppression.

However, he is the first person in the past, and his strength is stronger than the same level. He will not sit still.

Scared knife!

Lin Fan's arm plunged, a snow-white and silver-like knife, like the snow in the winter, like a white feather, the rainbow flutters.

The knife is strange, like a rainbow of lightning, and white as a feather.

Angry three swords!

Xu Zhibao sword was unsheathed and turned into a glorious glory of swallowing and vomiting. It was full of momentum and full of agile changes.

Oh...

The swords and swords are intertwined, and the collision is rapid. The waves of the sun are broken again and again, forming a shock wave.

The confrontation between the genius and the level of power is far from being comparable to the solid environment.

A trace of the two people's confrontation, you can kill the outside of the martial arts nine strong.

"This Lin Fan has two sons, and the middle-level knife method is good."

"After being rehabilitated, it can be compared with the two."

The people watching the game were a little surprised.

The strength of Lin Fan’s performance is beyond imagination, and he’s been confronted with Xu’s two-day saga, and he has not fallen into the wind.

“It’s the first door to the outside world.”

Zhao Feng had heard that Lin Fan took a half-step to take advantage of the situation and defeated the people who had taken the place. Now it seems that the name is true.

Ten strokes... twenty strokes...

Xu is full of color and dignified, taking a deep breath, a stronger force in the body, the sword in his hand, Jianguang Ruoxia, more and more rapid.

Everyone only felt the sword in the hands of Xu, exuding terrible power, and Xiaguang Jianqi added a bit of power.

The surface of the sword, floating a trace of quaint texture, crystal light.

Hey!

On Lin Fan's snow and silver knife, Mars splashed and a gap appeared.

"This turned out to be a sword of the gods."

"Yes! All the gods and soldiers "Jin Yue Jian", this is a kind of **** soldier that Li Jinyue, a master of the refiner, built today, a total of thirty-six."

......

The appearance of the ranks of the gods, let the exchanges unexpectedly turn.

Once Xu Zhi launched the power of "Jin Yue Jian", the power of swordsmanship added a few points.

Just a few rounds, Lin Fan had several gaps in his sword, and he also left a few blood marks on his body.

"There are many miraculous things in this world, divided into the ranks of the order, the order of the spirit, the order of the earth, and the order of the heavens. Each stage is divided into the lower, middle, top, and top, which is similar to the classification of the exercises. On the mainland, The treasures of the gods above the spiritual level are basically lost..."

In Zhao Feng’s mind, relevant content emerges.

In Zongmen, he has read many books, a lot of knowledge, branded in his mind.

The militia of the soldiers and soldiers, each of them contains the power of extraordinary and refined, and the legendary soldiers above the spiritual level have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

It is said that Xiaoyuezong has a spiritual order soldier, but it is a treasure of Zhenshan.

Even the lowest level of the ranks of the gods, there are also the power of decay and magic.

Zhao Feng clearly noticed that Xu Zhi’s strength increased by 40% to 50%, of which at least 30% increased from “Jin Yue Jian” and the other 20% came from the explosion of his real power.

In a moment, Lin Fan was defeated, leaving a **** scar on his body.

"Oh... the strength of the first door is not the same."

Xu Zhi has a soldier in hand, steady victory, deliberately not to win immediately, non-stop play to torture Lin Fan.

Moreover, he started to be very measured. So far, Lin Fan is just awkward and suffers some skin injuries.

"The winners and losers have been divided, let go."

Zhao Feng stood by and finally interjected.

At this point in the battle, Lin Fan also conceded defeat, Xu Zhi sneered: "Unless he gave my brother a sinful sin, otherwise there is once today, and next time!"

Hey!

Zhao Feng turned into a residual image, swept out from the crowd and rushed to the back of Xu Zhi.

"The kid stopped!"

Xu Zhi’s two detached two partners, exclaimed, did not react at all.

Zhao Feng's speed is too fast, it seems to be just a phantom, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Wind thunder!

The one-eyed boy who danced with blue hair, appeared behind Lin Fan, launched a thunderous palm, and the wind was raging, even with the sound of thunder.

Xu Zhi only felt the thunder of the ears thunderous, the blood tumbling, barely turned back, flipped a palm and greeted.

砰 隆 ——

The thunder of the wind blew, and the palm of the tyrant, like a thunder and lightning, the terrible wind power, let the nearby people feel the brakes.

A terrible one!

There are only a few people nearby, and I can see that one.

Hey!

Xu Zhi body flew out, the clothes broke, and there were several scars.

"You... you dare to attack me!"

Xu was pale and his voice was soft.

"It’s you who attacked!"

Zhao Feng embraced his hands and looked cold and strong.

Wow!

Xu insisted on the strength of force, but vomited blood on the spot.

Just now, Zhao Feng’s palm has already caused him to be hit hard. Now he is directly vomited with blood.

"That is so terrible, what is the practice?"

The inner disciple who watched the battle nearby reacted with horror.

Although Zhao Feng is a sneak attack, anyone can see the terrible power of that palm.

"Wind and thunder! It must be the wind and thunder! This guy is crazy, even practicing this taboo!"

Soon there was a disciple of the three disciples who exclaimed.

Wind thunder!

Some inner disciples in the square have changed their colors and set off a horror.

"The people who used to practice "The Wind and Thunder" have not been normal, not extreme, or crazy!"

"A few years ago, there was a madman who practiced "The Wind and Thunder" and died with a person who was above his own weight."

......

When I was awkward, these people looked at Zhao Feng’s gaze, showing jealousy and vigilance, as if there was a time bomb in front of him.

As they say, the person who cultivates "The Thunder of the Wind" is not a madman, but an extreme.

This kind of person can't be provoked.

There is such a saying: soft fear of hard, hard fear of horizontal, horizontal fear of life.

And those who practice "The Wind and Thunder" are all mad and extreme, and even more difficult than the ones that are not to be killed.

Because "Wind and Thunder" is a very dangerous practice, even if you are lucky to cultivate to the highest level, it is often bombarded by thunder.

Everyone looked at Zhao Feng’s “green-eyed one-eyed” dress, and he could not help but shudder. It was more and more certain that this was an extreme terrorist.

"This kid... actually dared to attack me!

Xu was pale and lost his strength. His two partners were all two.

However, his two partners did not dare to take it out easily.

Invisible winds, Zhao Feng's blue hair fluttering, cold eyes, revealing a hint of ridicule, overlooking the underground Xu Zhi, and his two partners.

In the face of the two great disciples, he did not fear, and even some of the excitement of trying to try, could not help but licked his tongue.

Falling into the eyes of everyone, Zhao Feng’s look is like a bit of evil.

"This Zhao Feng... wouldn't it be a madman?"

Yunxiang Dream and Xiao Yu looked at each other.

In fact, Zhao Feng is excited in his heart: "The power of this "wind and thunder" is really strong!"

Just when the two sides confront each other, the atmosphere is depressed.

"The true disciple is here!"

There was a low cry from the distance.

The atmosphere on the court was loose, and everyone looked at the distance. I saw a few disciples who had taken off the four heavens and came here.

True disciples, in the inner door, and even the sect, have a good position, and the privileges they enjoy are comparable to those of the deacon.

Behind every true disciple, there are basically the cultivation of high-ranking figures of Zongmen, which are generally disciples under the elders.

"Boy! You dare to attack me, next time you must make you die."

Xu Zhi snorted and barely stood up.

His two partners are also glaring.

However, Xu Zhisan found that Zhao Feng’s gaze, staring in a certain direction, did not look at them at all.

Ok?

Zhao Feng’s gaze fell on one of his true disciples.

The costumes of true disciples are different from those of ordinary disciples. They can even wear standard clothing.

The true disciple is a tall, beautiful woman, dressed in white, with a heroic look and a different kind of beauty.

Yuan Shijie?

Zhao Feng slightly stunned, and soon next to Yuan Shijie, saw a girl with a look of innocence, Xiao Xiaoyuan.

When a big one and a small girl came out, it attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Sister... is him!"

Xiao Xiaoyuan just saw Zhao Feng, the one-eyed eye of Qingfa. He was surprised and discolored, his face was white, his eyes were dodging, and he seemed to be scared by the evil appearance.

"When did this kid get inside the door?"

Yuan Shijie was shocked and thought that the last time he was "sneaked" by Zhao Feng, he was also suffering from the situation of "to be jealous". His face suddenly sank.