Chapter 524

Lin Feng's body was swarming out like a raging wind, sweeping the whole courtyard.

"Death!"

A big golden palm appears in the sky, which is the size of a house of more than ten square meters. As if dark clouds covered the sun, the whole courtyard became dim in an instant.

From the giant palm, a kind of horrible pressure is released. Under this pressure, the air is constantly compressed, and there is a sharp sound explosion.

The flowers, plants and trees in the yard seem unable to bear the threat of this kind of terror. They seem to feel the terror and shake wildly, as if they are shaking.

"This is a practitioner!"

"You can gather the huge palms of more than ten square houses in the sky at will. It's the master of the technique, and it's impossible to have such a powerful technique! This kid's realm is definitely more than just a master of martial arts. "

"I've seen a Kong family in the super martial arts family, who is an extraordinary sacrificial hand, and the power of skill. He and this boy are in the middle of each other!"

"He Is he It's also a real transcendent! "

"Extraordinary person, this boy, must be a real extraordinary person

In the courtyard, many guests and all people in Zhangjia were deeply shocked by Lin Feng's means.

Especially in Zhangjia people, they no longer have the calm and clamour before. One by one, their faces begin to be replaced by the intense tension of the group. Even Zhang Gaoling is no exception.

Lin Feng seems to be a casual palm, the means shown, has exposed his strength. There is no doubt that this is a strong man with extraordinary skills, not a so-called master of Dharma cultivation.

In the process of cultivation, it is much more difficult to cultivate the Dharma than to cultivate the martial arts. Therefore, in the same realm, most of the practitioners are better than the practitioners. Compared with Lin Feng, who was a great master of the Song Dynasty, he was in the downwind.

"This time, Zhangjia kicked the iron plate!"

In addition to the shock, the guests who came to the wedding banquet returned to their senses one after another. An old man sighed softly.

"Old song is the most powerful sacrifice of their family. Unless there is any foreign aid, Zhangjia alone is not the opponent of this boy!"

A middle-aged man in a suit with a long goatee beard shook his head.

"Today is the day of marriage between Zhangjia and the Du family in the Central Plains. It is said that Du kunhao came with their big sacrifice. I don't know whether it is true or not?"

This is an old man in Tang suit who is nearly seventy years old.

Although the age has been rare, but the whole person standing there is still full of spirit, high head and chest, speaking, full of Zhongqi. Between the talks, it shows the demeanor of a person who has been on the top for a long time.

"The great sacrifice of the Du family? You mean the one who claims to be the same as the elder Gubei of the Dragon protecting family? "

The voice of the old man fell, and immediately excited the voice of others.

"In addition to that, who else is qualified to take the place of Lord Du Jiada's worship!" The old man in Tang Dynasty nodded his head slightly.

"Unexpectedly, the Du family asked the big man to accompany Du kunhao to the wedding party!"

"It seems that the Du family attaches great importance to this engagement banquet!"

"Although both of them are extraordinary, the strength of the big man of the Du family is by no means comparable to that of the old man of Song Dynasty. In front of the big man, the old and the weak of Song Dynasty are not worth mentioning. If the big man arrives in time, Zhangjia will be saved! "

The guests who come to the wedding banquet are the real upper class of the Chinese people.

How powerful the super Wudao family is? They know very well that every super Wudao family has the strength comparable to the Dragon protecting family.

The strength of these super martial arts families is the most powerful force in the martial arts world, which is just a little less than that of Dongtian.

"Just hope that the Du family can come quickly!"

Zhang Gaoling looks back and forth, nervous and eager, looking forward to Du kunhao's way.

For song Lao, he no longer has any hope. He wants to keep the big sacrifice of Zhang Jia and Du family, which is their only hope now.

Golden giant palm, covering the head of the old song dynasty, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

If the golden giant palm is the Wuzhi Mountain of the Buddha, then the old man of Song Dynasty is the monkey under the Wuzhi Mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he could not resist the terrible pressure released from the giant palm.

"How could it be!"

Song Lao's face was pale, his forehead was cold and sweaty, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

In the face of this golden giant palm, he felt the threat of death. He had a premonition that if he was photographed by the golden giant palm, the body would definitely be annihilated in an instant, even the spirit could be swallowed up together.

"Boom!"

The golden giant palms were clapped down, just like the thunder in the sky, and the loud sound was heard all over the Zhangjia courtyard. Even within a radius of nearly ten kilometers, it was filled with such a loud noise.Within ten kilometers, countless people came out of their homes. They followed the sound of the loud noise and looked at the distance with panic on their faces.

In the courtyard of Zhangjia, under the thunderous sound, the terror energy released from the giant palm swept the whole courtyard in an instant. The wind blows up countless dust on the ground. Flowers and plants are uprooted. Even trees are broken. On the house, vashuo flew across, even the water of the pool was rolled up, and many small fish were rolled up and scattered in the air.

Song Lao wanted to dodge, but he was horrified to find that the place where his body was was was like a technique that had been imprisoned by someone and could not move at all.

"Here How can this happen? "

"Roar!"

He is not willing to roar, can only fight as hard as possible, to rely on the strength of the body hard resistance.

Only, his tiny physical strength, how to fight against Lin Feng's powerful strength.

"Bang!"

Under the surging power, it is enough to destroy the armored tanks, flatten the high-rise buildings, directly devour the body of song Lao, then explode, and turn into a bloody fog.

The Qi strength of the golden giant palm didn't stop at this point. It exploded song Lao's body like a broken bamboo, and then fell on the ground directly.

"Bang!"

The hard ground is made of bluestone, which has the shape of a huge palm. The giant palm is tens of centimeters deep into the bluestone, and the outline of each part of the giant palm, even the tiny palmprint, is clearly visible.

"Boy, I dare to destroy my body!"

"I'm not finished with you!"

In his body, a fist sized spirit flew out of the blood fog and fled to the distance.

Lin Feng smiled but didn't speak, and didn't stop him.

He can not only control the power of nature, but also the body. The world in front of him has become his absolute realm after his physical body is integrated into nature.

As long as he has one idea, the air will turn into a harder wall than steel. Even if it is just a fly or an ant, it can't go in or out.

"Bang!"

The spirit of song Lao just escaped, just like hitting something and being bounced back directly.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

He didn't give up. He continued to run away again and again, but every time, it was the same result.

"Please, Mr. Lin!"

"It's all my fault. Spare your life!"

At this meeting, the old song didn't understand. This seemingly nihilistic air, in fact, had been used by Lin Feng.

No matter how he struggles and collides, he can't break through the magic barrier.

"Late!"

In a word, Lin Feng directly sentenced the old man of Song Dynasty to death.

The palm opens upward, a ray of golden flame appears in the palm, and then burns.

The brilliant golden flame is extremely hot. Even the steel furnace of the steel works and the rolling magma in the volcano are dimmed compared with it. It seems that only the temperature of the sun's surface can match it.

In the courtyard, the temperature suddenly soared. Everyone in the courtyard was red faced and sweating. As for their skirts, they had already been soaked by sweat.

The air also can't bear the temperature of the golden flame. It boils and evaporates under the golden flame. In the middle of the air, there are white waves. Soon, the air of the whole courtyard was flooded by white waves, just like a fairyland on earth.

"Whoosh!"

Between the fingers, a ray of gold flame flew out of the palm and turned into a beautiful and life-threatening datura flower, which exploded towards the spirit of the old song dynasty.

"No Don't... "

Datura golden flame, in the old song panic shouts, directly devour it.

Between breathing, the spirit is burned as a wisp of smoke, drifting with the wind, completely no longer exist.