Ling Feng turned around and saw a person, and his heart sank.

Leng Zhiyuan.

The star of hope among the newcomers of the Leng family, the outside world has a high demand for him to seize the newcomer king.

Ling Feng put the golden silk blood vine into the storage ring, and said vigilantly to Leng Zhiyuan: "Heaven and earth treasures are everywhere in the Secret Snake Valley, and those who are destined to get it will be whoever gets it first." Leng Zhiyuan, do you want to be strong?"

Leng Zhiyuan looked at Ling Feng with disdain, the corners of his mouth pulled out a touch of cruelty, and he said with a cruel smile: "I really don't know whether to say that you are naïve or naïve?

"Every year, not everyone can pass the rookie disciple assessment, you don't even know this, right?"

Leng Zhiyuan laughed, he was going to teach this newcomer a lesson to the next two courts, and also satisfy his sense of superiority.

"Heaven and earth treasures are destined to get it? Joke, you are a garbage in Tianxuan Garden, and you don't deserve to waste the resources here. Whoever has strong strength is the one who is destined. I am the one who wants to seize the king of the newcomers, and I am the one who is destined. ”

"Now you not only have to hand over the golden silk blood vine, but also contribute the spirit beast core in your jade slip. Otherwise die. ”

Leng Zhiyuan's words were indifferent, and his tone was extremely cold, as if he felt that all this was a matter of course in his heart.

Ling Feng had long been impatient with his arrogance.

"If you want the beast core, take it yourself, I'm afraid you don't have the strength. ”

Leng Zhiyuan's face turned cold, and with a step on his feet, he rushed towards Ling Feng.

With a wave of his hand, he took the lead in stabbing out a sword light, and the sword light carried a sharp and fierce momentum, stabbing straight at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng felt that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the space around him seemed to be squeezing towards him in an instant.

The sword light pointed at him, and before he could reach his body, his skin had already felt a pinprick-like tingling.

"What a sharp sword aura. ”

Ling Feng didn't dare to slack off, and the Gale Tiger Fist blasted out.

Roar.

The fist wind roared, like a fierce tiger, almost condensing a tiger-headed phantom behind him.

The concussive circular air wave spread out in all directions, and Leng Zhiyuan's sword qi was shattered by a punch.

"Huh, it looks like this guy is a bit of a pound. ”

Leng Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, and said secretly in his heart. The pace under his feet did not stop, the sword in his hand was raised, and a sword stabbed straight at Ling Feng.

This time it took eighty percent of its strength.

Ling Feng faced Leng Zhiyuan's sword and jumped up.

The tiger's roar sounded, and it was another punch to block Leng Zhiyuan's blow.

chuckled: "With your little strength, it's only enough to brag." You're still far away. ”

Leng Zhiyuan, who was shocked back, finally changed color on his face, and the disciples of Tianxuan Yuan on the opposite side did not have the strength of the acquired forging stage.

Even a martial artist at the peak of body forging has never been able to take a blow from his eighty percent strength.

And the guy in front of him with a wheat complexion and narrow eyes actually did it.

And not only did it, but it was so easy that it shook himself back, it was incredible.

His eyes became serious, and Leng Zhiyuan said fiercely: "I really underestimated you, I didn't expect that a small body forging martial artist could take a blow from my eighty percent strength." ”

"But then you weren't so lucky. Look at the sword. ”

Swing the sword in your hand again, and attack Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was secretly surprised in his heart, this guy only used eighty percent of his strength.

His own Xuan-level intermediate martial art, Gale Tiger Fist has been practiced to the fullest, and with all his strength, he can block a blow with eighty percent of his strength.

The genius children of the Leng family are really powerful.

A distracted, cold and distant sword has come to the front.

Ling Feng was still blasted out with a Gale Tiger Fist, but this time the fist strength was directly torn apart by the sharp sword.

He was also shaken back.

The cold light surged, and the sharp sword chased Ling Feng backwards like a snake of tarsal bones, only a foot away from each other.

Ling Feng did not panic, and hurriedly drew his sword in his hand, and the spirit rank sword Pi appeared.

Seven Tribulations Dragon Sword.

The roaring sound of the clash of gold and iron rang out.

The screeching sound of swords colliding spread through the forest for more than a mile.

Both went backwards at the same time.

Leng Zhiyuan only took half a step back, stepped his heels, and sank into the ground soil, and his face sank like water in an instant.

said coldly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that there was another master in the next two gardens." What's your name?"

Ling Feng kicked back, kicked a big tree behind him, and stopped retreating.

With a click, the waist-thick trunk of the tree broke.

Bang

The leafy canopy smashed to the ground, startling countless birds in the forest.

"Tianxuan Yuan, Ling Feng. ”

Ling Feng said loudly.

After speaking, I couldn't help but be shocked, this Leng Zhiyuan's great strength was more than a little stronger than the original black evil.

That black demon is just the second layer of the first to enter the Tongmai Realm, and it seems that this Leng Zhiyuan is at least the peak level of the second layer of the Tongmai Realm.

"Ling Feng, okay, I remember your name. You're entitled to let me do my best. Death by my sword will not disgrace you. ”

Leng Zhiyuan's voice became colder and colder the more he spoke, and at the end, the figure burst out like lightning, and several cold rays enveloped Ling Feng's body all over the acupoints.

Ling Feng knew that the other party had really used all his strength, and he wanted to kill him, and he no longer spared his strength.

The Seven Tribulations Dragon Sword swung again and again, and the sword light of the waning moon continued to flicker, taking down all those cold rays, and each time the sword was connected, it was shocked back a certain distance.

One of the two kept retreating, and the other chased closely, until they crossed a distance of hundreds of meters.

finally

Bang.

Ling Feng leaned his back against the big tree for a moment, and it was too late to change direction.

At the moment of crisis, Ling Feng's eyes were like a wolf king in trouble, releasing a terrifying light.

drink

With a loud shout, Ling Feng entered the state of dry force activation.

Within a range of more than a meter of the body, the heat was steaming, and it seemed to burn inexplicable energy, and the air was distorted by the transpiring heat wave.

As soon as the non-smoke and non-cloud energy appeared, Ling Feng only felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

The fist clenched, a cloud of smoke wrapped in energy, and then a punch blasted forward.

Gale Tiger Fist.

Boom.

Leng Zhiyuan's several sword rays were all scattered, and even his own arms were numb.

"What kind of power is this? It's terrifying, why did this guy suddenly become so strong? The strength has at least doubled, it's ridiculously strong. ”

It had already surprised him that a martial artist at the peak of the ninth layer of forging body could take his attack, but he didn't expect that he could still be anti-guest and overpower himself in strength, which made Leng Zhiyuan cry out in his heart.

"It's impossible, come again. ”

Ling Feng's counterattack was so strong that Leng Zhiyuan couldn't accept it, he didn't believe it was true.

The long sword danced, and several sword rays were like dots of starlight, carrying the momentum of destruction that tore through everything, and attacked Ling Feng again.

Ling Feng chuckled: "It seems that you are poor in donkey skills." ”

The Gale Tiger Fist was ruthlessly unleashed.

The sword and the fist were connected, and the next moment it exploded directly. However, this time it was Ling Feng who took half a step back, and Leng Zhiyuan couldn't stop going backwards.

Holding the long sword with both hands, he stabbed it down into the ground hard, and Leng Zhiyuan's backward trend finally stopped.

He himself fell to one knee on the ground.

"Now hand over your beast core and spare your life. Ling Feng's playful voice came from afar.

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