City: After ten years of cultivation, you will be invincible when you go down the mountain

"No fun!"

"Swords are not played like this!"

Lin Feng shook his head and snapped his fingers at the swords around him.

Those sword shadows dissipated in an instant, while the long swords fell to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound.

see this scene.

Many disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect panicked. They hurriedly squeezed their sword fingers and wanted to call their long swords, but those long swords were all lying on the ground without any response.

"Snapped!!!"

A muffled sound.

This time, three strong men were directly killed, and one of them was a strong man in the Martial Soul Realm!

The blood mist was like rain, falling on the ground with a rush, and the blood flowed into a river...

"Two thousand eight hundred. Twenty-five minutes."

Lin Feng continued to speak. He looked at the Qingcheng Sword Sect and said lightly:

"Do you want to all die here today?"

"you…"

Wu Kuang's heart trembled, and he couldn't speak for a moment!

How is this played?

Led by him, the Qingcheng sword formation was easily broken by Lin Feng...

He remembered what the woman in black said last night. Could it be that Lin Feng can only be dealt with when the sect master comes?

Chen Beixuan looked yearning.

Is this the strength of a cultivator?

And at this moment,

"Tattoo~"

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Then,

An old man with a cane, an old face, but a pair of extremely sharp eyes walked in.

The old man scanned the audience with indifferent eyes and asked:

"Who is Lin Feng?"

"I am, who are you?"

Lin Feng asked with great interest.

"Lin Feng killed more than a dozen people from the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce, and the spear king Chen Ziang was specially ordered to kill Lin Feng!"

As the words fell, the old man suddenly straightened his hunched back, and a terrifying spear shot out from the crutch in his hand, making the surrounding tables and chairs creak.

next moment.

"Wow~"

The seemingly ordinary crutch turned into a shiny silver gun!

The old man is straight, holding a silver gun, and his hair is like silver snow. He dances without wind, just like the unrivaled God of War!

"Yan~"

The long gun in his hand made dragon roars, as if what he was holding was not a gun, but a silver dragon!

And see this scene.

Everyone in the arena gasped, with expressions of horror on their faces.

"It turned out to be ranked 831 in the summer list, the gun king Chen Ziang! Hasn't he been hidden for a long time? How could he avenge the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce?"

"This person entered the Xia Ranking 30 831 years ago, and his strength is even more unfathomable now!"

"Oops! Why did this Chen Ziang come at this time?"

Yao Chen, Yao Yan, Taoist Huangmei, Zhao Wuji and others spoke out one after another.

Chen Beixuan remained silent, but secretly clenched the Longyun Sword in his hand, intending that as soon as Lin Feng lost, he would immediately use his Ten Thousand Swords Art!

Compared with Chen Beixuan and others, Wu Kuang, Zhang Miao and others were trembling with excitement!

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment,

Such a powerful reinforcement came unexpectedly!

This is just God help me too!

"Lin Feng, for the sake of you being a human being, kneel down and repent, the old man can leave you as a dead body!"

Chen Ziang pointed his gun at Lin Feng and said coldly.

"Have you brought the spirit stone?"

Lin Feng asked.

"Spirit stone?"

Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said:

"Lingshi, I never want that thing!"

"Then you can die!"

Lin Feng didn't hesitate when he heard the words, he slapped out from the air, and the slap grew countless times in mid-air, as if it wanted to cover the sky and the sun!

"Small tricks, watch me shoot like a dragon!"

With a sneer, Chen Zi'ang pointed his spear directly, and the gun gas turned into a silver dragon, rushing towards Lin Feng's big hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of all,

Lin Feng's big hand and Yinlong collided instantly, making roaring sounds.

next moment.

"boom!"

The big hand easily smashed the silver dragon, pushed invincibly horizontally, and patted Chen Ziang into a cloud of blood mist.

……

Quiet!

Unbelievably quiet...

Seeing this scene, everyone in the field fell into a state of sluggishness.

a slap!

It was still just a slap, and he killed the spear king Chen Ziang. It seemed that no one could block Lin Feng's second move...

"10 minutes left!"

At this time, Lin Feng's faint voice broke the peace in the field.

"So fast, you just had 25 minutes left!"

A Qingcheng Sword Sect disciple said loudly.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng slapped this person into a blood mist, and then said lightly:

"As much as I say, it is as much as I say, and anyone who talks back to me will die!"

"you…"

Taishang Elder Wu Kuang looked pale, and felt that his whole heart was cold, as if a basin of ice water had been poured from head to toe in winter!

Who the hell is this Lin Feng!

In today's martial arts world, how could there be such a strong young man!

Even the sect masters of some hidden sects are not this person's opponent, right?

"Too... Supreme Elder, I...we want...should I give him the spirit stone?"

Another strong martial soul from the Qingcheng Sword Sect said in a trembling voice.

He never imagined that one day his lips would tremble in fright.

But when everyone in the field saw his frightening appearance, no one would laugh at him, because if they were replaced at this moment, they would probably not be much better than this martial soul expert.

"Lin Feng, [-] spirit stones, right? I can give them to you."

Wu Kuang also gave up.

"It's not enough now, I have to add money, 300 yuan."

Lin Feng said lightly.

"you…"

"You want to talk back to me?"

Lin Feng interrupted Wu Kuang coldly.

"How come, how could I talk back to you, I think the number of 300 Lingshi is just right. You are very thoughtful."

Wu Kuang's heart tightened, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Really? I think the number 6666 is better."

Lin Feng said.

Wu Kuang's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, wishing to slap himself.

And right now.

A middle-aged man in a green shirt walked in quickly, and said with a smile:

"Little friend Lin, how about forgiving and forgiving?"

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt, narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not speak.

But Wu Kuang and others looked overjoyed, and said loudly:

"Welcome to the sect master!"

"Welcome to the sect master!"

"Welcome to the sect master!"

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