Chapter 1168

In fact, Shen Cong is arrogant. The Xuanling sword in Lin Fei's hand is an ancient spirit weapon used by the ancient god of war. The flame knife in his hand is just the most common spirit weapon. There is no comparison with Lin Fei's Xuanling sword. Shen Cong looks at Lin Fei scornfully. Then, he carelessly raises the flame knife in his hand, ready to block the Xuanling sword in Lin Fei's hand. Lin Fei is just a nine grade martial arts practitioner in xuanjing. Shen Cong has never paid attention to him. On the martial arts platform. Shi Yongning, the dean of Wudao college, looks as if he has seen Lin Fei killed by Shen Cong. He is such a half step practitioner of martial arts. He can't even catch Shen Cong's move. Lin Fei is just a practitioner of xuanjing Jiupin. How can he be Shen Cong's opponent? Besides, Shen Cong can also fly shadow legs, which is the most powerful martial arts skill. He also holds the flame knife in his hand. Thinking that after Shen Cong killed Lin Fei, he would have to kill tens of thousands of students of the martial arts college, Shi Yongning suddenly seemed to be ten years old. Chen Meier and Lan Qing are eager for Lin Fei to beat Shen Cong. But, no way! Shen Cong has been strong beyond the whole secular world. Under the martial arts stage. The students of Wudao college, they are eager for Lin Fei to defeat Shen Cong! They also know that Lin Fei can't beat Shen Cong. In their minds, Shi Yongning, the dean of the martial arts college, who is the strongest, was seriously injured by Shen Cong's move. Ha ha, Lin Fei wants to beat Shen Cong. It's like a fool talking about a dream... In the despairing eyes of everyone. When! Lin Fei's Xuanling sword in both hands collides with Shen Cong's flame knife in one hand“ Lin Fei, I think you are suffering from the late stage of conjecture. You... "Shen Cong's face was filled with deep disdain. He sneered coldly. Yes. His words of mocking Lin Fei came to an abrupt stop before he could say it. Why? Because. He saw that the flame knife in his hand hit the Xuanling sword in Lin Fei's hands. The flame knife in his hand was like a piece of tofu meeting a knife that cuts iron like mud. It broke easily. Shen Cong's eyes are bursting. How could that be? Shen Cong asked himself this question again and again in his heart... I can't believe it. Even if it is beyond the limit of thinking, it is still hard to believe! Shen Cong, a half step practitioner of martial arts, has been so shocked. You can imagine how shocked other people are. Shi Yongning opened his mouth. Chen mei'er and Lan Qing's eyes are almost staring down. Under the martial arts stage. The students of Wudao college, it seems that a thousand nuclear bombs have exploded in their brains. At the moment, in their minds, there is endless roar, or endless roar. At the same time. Lin Fei's Xuanling sword in both hands cuts the flame knife in Shen Cong's hand, and then he cuts Shen Cong's body at the speed of light. After all, Shen Cong was a half step practitioner of martial arts. He was stunned for a second and responded in time. As soon as he reacts, his body quickly goes back. However, the Xuanling sword in Lin Fei's hand still cut the skin of his stomach. In an instant, the bright red blood came out of Shen Cong's stomach“ Hiss Shen Cong took a cold breath in pain. His face of the original disdain, into a dignified, can not be used to describe the dignified language.