Galaxy Shattering Blade

Everyone was shocked.

Especially Lan Xinyan in the sky, his eyes widened.

The next moment--

"Poof!" Wu turned pale, spit blood.

Even if there is a holy treasure for the defense of the soul, the talented soul is not bad, but it was also injured by Lin Feng. Looking shockedly at Lin Feng, Wu Qu retreated, but how could Lin Feng give him this opportunity, Nine Nether Thunder Knife Thunder and Light Zero: "Shen Lei Hell!"

boom! boom! boom!

The group attack's knife moves are now full of mystery.

In the thunder of the fusion of the first seven strokes of Purple Thunder, Lin Feng's best grasp is the first three strikes, one of which is the simplest, and the other is the most widely used. One move is fast single attack, two moves are defense, three moves are group attack, and it is effortless.

A series of thunder snakes rushed to the Xiaoxiang Sword sent a team of 100 people.

Suddenly, a holy atmosphere was triggered, and the screams were one after another. It was like this every time the Dongning Army was killed. The Qiyun period warriors rarely could block Shen Lei Hell. Thunder dragon spiraled out, mad thunder and lightning, Lin Feng was like a tiger entering the flock, killing the ring.

The goal is to directly lock the song "Qu Wu".

…

"Look!"

"Isn't this the Xiaoxiang Sword School?"

"Wow, who is that person, so strong!"

...

"One to one hundred?"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy!"

"Crazy you, it must be a strong star player, and the Xiaoxiang sword faction is too bad."

...

Here, it is quite close to Dongling City.

The battle between Lin Feng and the Xiaoxiang sword faction was not a minor incident, and the violent fluctuations attracted the attention of the warriors in the Eastern Spirit City in front, including the Dongling City Guards responsible for the gate guard. I hurried over, but it was more lively. After all, this is not a ‘Forbidden Area’.

Outside the city, fighting in wild areas, Dongling City will not control.

Extremely tragic!

Bloody smell. Very pungent.

Xiaoxiang Sword sent a team of 100 people with less than one-tenth left. Those who barely blocked Lin Feng’s first attack could not block the second and third. Lin Feng is like a phantom, where the light is. There was a splash of blood, and the sky was **** as follows.

Spring thunder storm!

Lin Feng's knife is simple and effective.

In a short span of time, all the swordsmen of the Xiaoxiang sword faction were granted the title, and there was no place for burial. Only Wu Qu is the strongest. Like a defeated cock, blood stains remained on the corners of his mouth, looking at Lin Feng's eyes with a feeble look.

"It's amazing, really amazing..." Lan Xinyan was completely stunned.

The pretty face shines, looking at Lin Feng's **** battle against the Xiaoxiang sword faction, but in the blink of an eye, the martial arts team led by Xiaoxiang's thirteen swords is completely killed. Recalling what Lin Feng said to her in the cave before. At that time, she thought Lin Feng was cheating, exaggerating the fact, but now it seems...

she was. That's wrong.

"Ningshui Sword Wu Qi, Qu Yuanren's Wuwu Qu... Xiaoxiang Thirteen Swords, so weak." Lan Xinyan murmured.

…

They are not weak.

Lan Xinyan knew that it was actually because Lin Feng... was too strong.

Strong enough to kill Wu Qi, the condensate sword in seconds, and hit Wuqu, who hit the fetus on Saturday with a single blow.

Only the last knife is left.

"Chi!" Lin Feng Jiuyou Thunder Knife fell.

Be kind to the enemy. It was cruel to himself, and the murderous intention flashed through. But suddenly Lin Feng's face changed slightly, and a giant water dragon blasted him in the distance. Wei Wei saves Zhao. Forcing him to withdraw his hand, the water dragon is more powerful than Wu Qi's attack.

Master!

The real powerhouse is here.

"Spring thunder storm!" Lin Feng does not block the counterattack, want to give a try to the strength of the comers.

The right hand held the sword and gave up Wu Qu, but the left hand was lit up by the cold mountain array. The true dragon holy force was condensed. The black dragon scale crossed the cold light and killed Wu Qu, who had no resistance. Lin Feng will never give him any chance to return the tiger to the mountain.

"Five Brothers!" roared with rage, and even the water dragons were terrible.

Lin Feng's double pupils sighed.

Obviously, the comer is one of the 13 swords of Xiaoxiang.

"Boom!" The power of the water dragon, with its spiral force, the sword is extremely powerful, very rare. Ao Yi blended into it, and reached perfection. It was the same type of sword move as Zilei's Seven Strikes. Lin Feng groaned, his arms numb, and he was suddenly forced to retreat.

The strength of the comer is the eighth order for fetal week!

"Chi!" is another sword light, condensing the water to the lightsaber, the sounds are very harsh again and again, the four lightsaber's spins fast, and the water dragon is coming, the attacking method is quite sharp, if you don't pay attention Will be secretly calculated.

"Heavenly Thunder turns!" Lin Feng had just been repulsed, the distance was pulled away, and he gained defense time.

The Thunder Dragon formed the power of the vortex, and the feeling of the vortex was inexplicably deep in my heart. It seemed that I saw the mysterious black hole vortex in the soul of wisdom. The sublimation of the defensive power directly transformed the four lightsabers into nothingness. It appeared when I realized the secret bite."

twice!

Once was when I realized the dark bite.

Once, when comprehending Zilei's second strike.

"What the **** is this?" Lin Feng wondered. In the soul of wisdom, the strange black hole vortex is deep and mysterious. The only thing I know is that it can drive the overlord's fighting power and explode the power of the sword.

Wow! ~

After the knife got up, Lin Feng jumped back and landed.

Snapped! tread!

Opposite, two figures also appeared.

One of them was majestic and mighty, his pupils were burning with anger, and the sword was engraved with dragon patterns in his hand, and the breath was the strongest.

"Xiaoxiang's Thirteen Swords, the top water dragon sword'Hero'." Lin Feng has learned from Xiaoxin Yan's mouth that Xiaoxiang's Thirteen Swords are not only ranked first, but also have the strongest strength. The fetal week is eighth, second only. Sovereign Xiao Cong.

He was the one who just launched the water dragon attack and wanted to save Wu Qu.

And the other...

"Xiaoxiang's thirteen swords, the third-ranked Shuiguang sword'Xingzizhuo'." Lin Feng looked at a thin man dressed in white, with a pair of eyes and a piercing penis. . The attack just now showed that its means were insidious.

Seventh week of fetal week!

The two are the strongest of the 13 swords of Xiaoxiang.

"Huh~" Lin Feng breathed lightly, his face slightly dignified.

With his own strength, he is 90% sure of winning the seventh-ranked lucky son of the last week, and the strongest water dragon sword Helong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can also exceed 50%. But if the two join forces, it will become very difficult to entangle. The most troublesome thing is that once they are entangled, they will fall into a big crisis.

Xiaoxiang Sword School is not the only Xiaoxiang Thirteen Swords!

Once his suzerain, Xiao Cong, arrived, he wanted to escape at that time.

"A fierce battle." Lin Feng darkened.

But I was not afraid of half a point, what kind of crisis I haven't encountered before, and this is still not a nine-death situation, what is it.

It's just a fight!

倏地——

Uh! Lin Feng's complexion changed.

A tyrannical momentum, the instantaneous coming, the high pressure, will compare all the warriors present at the scene, glance at the heroes.

"Sub-week strong!" Lin Feng looked cold.

…(To be continued)