Chapter 557

"A determined youth."

The crowd gazed at Lin Feng's indifferent and dark pupils, and his heart trembled. If he didn't move, he would have already. If he moved, he would fall into thunder, which almost did not give Qinchuan a chance to breathe.

At this time, Qin Chuan's face was gloomy and his whole body was rolling in his body. His throat was stirring and his mouth was slightly bulging.

"Go away!"

A strong voice of indignation spewed out of Qinchuan's mouth, which was transformed by the infinite real yuan, like countless short swords, stabbing at Lin Feng.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng's voice was filled with endless anger and murderous spirit. Besides the power of the real yuan, it also showed the power of Buddha and demon. It also condensed into a sword, a sword of killing and cutting.

"Boom!"

The two people spit out the power of collision in the air, Lin Feng hands flow of the light of Buddha and devil in front of the direct penetration of the raging air flow, still refused to let Qinchuan.

"Martial spirit!"

Qin Chuan's face was as cold as ice, and the sound of wheezing was howling. Behind him, there was a sword, a small golden sword, rather than a long sword.

When he retreated, Zhenyuan's strength was still gathering. In front of Qinchuan, there were all wisps of swords, all of which were of the spirit of killing, which covered Lin Feng tightly and was extremely sharp.

"Use the spirit of martial arts!"

The crowd's eyes were slightly frozen. Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan was forced by Lin Feng to use the power of Wu Hun. Lin Feng was able to defeat Yuan Tong. It was not easy.

Of course, they can also see that although Lin Feng's breath is only four levels of Xuanwu state, the power of Buddhism and Demons circulating in his hands is with a force of suppression. People in the six levels of Xuanwu state dare not bear it easily. Therefore, Qinchuan will keep retreating instead of fighting with strength.

"Martial spirit?"

Lin Feng's face was still cold, and his heart moved. Suddenly, the sky swallowed the spirit of Wu and roared wildly. He rolled directly towards Qinchuan, which was extremely fast.

"Kill!"

Qin Chuan roared and stabbed the sword made of Zhenyuan's strength in front of him towards the sky swallowing Wu Hun.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The head of Tianyan collides with the sword, making a roaring sound, and the air flow is violent. However, when the head of the black dragon, who devours the spirit of martial arts, cannot bear it, it will turn into a cloud of smoke and disappear, as if it has never appeared before.

"Roar"

the black dragon roared. The head of two black dragons broke through Qinchuan's body and rolled directly towards his body. In an instant, he rolled up his body, opened the head of Canglong, swallowed Qinchuan with one mouthful, and wanted to swallow him up.

The two people's movements are too fast, all the confrontation is completed at the same time, fast to dazzle people.

"Out!"

Qin Chuan saw that the head of the Canglong opened his fangs and wanted to swallow himself. He could not help but roar. The spirit behind him stabbed the head of Cang Long directly. A roaring sound came out, and the black dragon disappeared.

The strength of the four spirits in Xuanwu is still weaker than that of the six.

But Lin Feng did not expect to rely on the power of the soul to destroy Qinchuan, just that blow, Lin Feng just to hold Qinchuan for a moment, and his purpose has been achieved.

Lin Feng, who was already very close to Qinchuan, came to Qinchuan. The Four Thousand Buddhas and Demons turned into terrible dark fists and blasted them towards Qinchuan.

"Get out of here."

Qin Chuan knew that there was no way to avoid it. He raised his fist and collided with Lin Feng. However, the strength he gathered in a hurry melted into his body. How could he compare with Lin Feng's body and the powerful power of 4000 Buddhas' magic power? A clear sound came out. Qin Chuan howled, and the bones in his fist were broken.

"Roar"

another roaring sound vibrates in the space, and there is a warrior soul in Lin Feng's body. The purple soul turns into a huge purple demon snake. When Lin Feng's fist blows on Qinchuan, it has already been saved and caught Qinchuan's body.

"Boom

"Ow"

Lin Feng's blow directly hit Qinchuan's chest, which made Qin Chuan's mouth cry bitterly, and his mouth spouted a mouthful of blood.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The magic power of the Four Thousand Buddhas still flowed endlessly in Lin Feng's fists. The body of Qinchuan was bombarded with fists. The blood gushed from Qinchuan's mouth, and the cry of pain was particularly miserable.

The eyes of the crowd look at all that happened in the void, it seems that they can't believe it. Qinchuan is being abused by Lin Feng?

From the moment of Lin Feng's hand, from beginning to end, Qin Chuan is being suppressed by Lin Feng, without any resistance ability at all.

"Boom

"Go away!"

Finally, the last sound fell, and Lin Feng's twin spirits were put away. Qin Chuan's body flew out like an arrow. His breath was floating, and his body was covered with blood. His face no longer had the air of his arrival, but he was really depressed.

"What a bully."

The crowd felt extremely shocked. Qinchuan and Xuanwu had been rebuilt into six realms. The Tianlong empire's young talents ranked at the forefront. They were confident to defeat Lin Feng and prove that he was stronger than Yuan Tong. But now, his ending is even more tragic than Yuan Tong, and he has no chance to resist, so he is seriously injured by bombardment.Walk straight down the maple tree and walk out of the crowd.

As he said, he had no interest in the contest. If he wanted to fight, he directly bombarded Qinchuan with shocking means and was seriously injured.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, a sound rises, will Lin Feng to stop.

Lin Feng steps a meal, looking back at the person who spoke, cold asked: "who are you?"

"Maybe you haven't heard of it. My name is Cui Wuming."

The left hand of Cui Feng Ling said: "no voice?"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Cui Wuming's eyes flashed a bit of surprise. Lin Feng had just arrived in Tianlong city and knew his name, but it also proved his influence in the Tianlong empire.

"It's me."

Cui Wuming's left hand stretched out from the sleeve. It was really dark, and it was particularly dazzling.

Lin Feng looks at Cui Wuming carefully. His eyes are cold and indifferent. When he was seriously injured by Qinchuan just now, only two people are not too surprised. One is Jianchen and the other is this person. Cui Wuming.

LAN Jiao once told him that in the talent ranking of Longshan Empire, Mo Xi, the Royal monarch of Tianlong Empire, ranked first, followed by Tang youyou of Tang family and qingmengxin of xingmengge respectively, and Jianchen ranked fourth.

When he was still in the snow moon Empire, Jianchen had a brief conversation with him. At that time, he knew that he was extraordinary and should be a sword cultivation. Moreover, he probably mastered the power of Kendo will.

Under the sword Chen, ranking the fifth person, is this person, dark left hand, Cui Wuming.

Seeing him at the moment, Lin Feng couldn't help looking at him more.

Although Longshan empire is in the same camp as him, if he wants to win in the snowy contest, he will defeat countless talented men. Even though Longshan empire is in the same camp as him, if he comes to the battlefield, he will be his opponent. The top five of the Longshan empire can threaten him. He must be able to surpass these people and at least step into the top three or even the top two.

Otherwise, each of the four great empires only needs one or two such talents. In addition, there will also be some demons in the nine subordinate countries. He will not even be able to step into the top nine seats.

"Your strength is good. Can you give me a hand?"

Cui Wuming said to Lin Feng. His sharp eyes showed the meaning of fighting. Of course, he could see that the strength of Lin Feng just now was not the power of Zhenyuan, but a very strange and terrifying force. A fist hit Qinchuan, and Qinchuan's body attached with Zhenyuan had no resistance.

When Cui Wuming spoke, his dark left hand showed a palpitating light of darkness.

Lin Feng stares at Cui Wuming, his eyes twinkle, and then he steps on his feet and rises again. He says, "good."

If other people want him to compete, he will refuse, but this person is Cui Wuming, the dark left hand, just to test how strong Cui Wuming's fighting power is.

Cui Wuming's left palm is raised, and the dark light is more and more exciting. Just looking at it, he seems to be able to feel the strength of his left hand, the black left hand.

Lin Feng's eyes were sharp, and he didn't dare to be careless. The magic power of the Four Thousand Buddhas ran wildly. If he didn't use magic power, could he compete with Cui Wuming's dark left hand power!

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