Chapter Seventy-One: Let your gods and demons have ten thousand laws, and I will break them with one sword

"Sa-"

A wind roared.

Cheng Qianfeng's hair suddenly stood upside down, the cold hairs around his body stood upright, and he immediately withdrew his strength, staring at Lin Feng with his eyes, his forehead was full of cold sweat.

At the moment just now, he felt an unprecedented strong aura, even the teacher Xiong Wanhong couldn't match it.

And the source of this evil spirit is the young man in front of him.

"Good, good, it's interesting, you're an opponent!"

Cheng Qianfeng pressed his beating heart, mobilized the energy in his body, put his palms together, and soon repeated his old skills, turning his hands into spatial blades and rushing straight in.

"Sky Slash!"

He let out a low roar, and the knife in his hand was extremely sharp and straight towards Lin Feng, a touch of madness flashed in his eyes, even if you really have the strength of the Grandmaster Realm?

With the condensation in my hand, I, Cheng Qianfeng, am invincible!

God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks **!!

Seeing Cheng Qianfeng use a strange martial technique that shattered everything and devoured space, he quickly approached Lin Feng.

At this moment, everyone present opened their eyes wide, stared with bated breath, and did not dare to miss even a second.

Win or lose, it's all in one fell swoop!

"Come on, you ignorant boy!"

Cheng Qianfeng roared, his eyes were like gods and demons full of blood red.

However, Lin Feng was still standing in place, motionless, until Cheng Qianfeng's hand knife was almost close, he slowly opened his mouth and said in a low voice:

"Fifty thousand years ago, I was a man who killed the Buddha, killed thousands of gods and Buddhas, fell into the Infernal Hell, and was deeply terrified by the Infernal Horror. So I created my own set of sword techniques, and that isโ€”"

"Three knives in the nasal passage!"

Lin Feng's right hand turned into a hand knife and slowly raised his head.

A breath like falling hell suddenly centered on Lin Feng, like a tornado, quickly swept through the entire ring, this is the knife intent, the "Ah Nose Dao" sword intent that belongs to Lin Feng alone.

Cheng Qianfeng suddenly felt that his eyes were full of karmic fire, unjust souls, and he was almost in hell.

The endless cry and the hanging Huangquan Waterfall are in front of you, the Rakshasa evil ghosts are everywhere, and even the wind is like a bony steel knife that makes people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts!

"It's ......"

Cheng Qianfeng was instantly wrapped in endless sword intent, his eyes were bloody, and his whole body trembled.

"The first knife, broken blue fall!"

Lin Feng sighed these six words, and the sword intent around his body instantly condensed, attached to the palm of his right hand, and then the hand knife was gently swung out, and the cold light flashed from the palm of his flesh.

Having never seen such a powerful sword intent, Cheng Qianfeng almost forgot the fact that he was in the ring, but looked at the hellish illusion condensed by the sword intent in horror, trembling.

As the saying goes: between life and death, there is a great terror!

Who in this world can escape the fear of death!

"Whew-"

Lin Feng's hand knife fell, the knife move was exhausted, and the knife intent disappeared immediately.

"Huh?"

The knife intent disappeared, Cheng Qianfeng's eyes came back to his senses, he only felt that his body was cold, and when he looked down, his legs were actually cut off by Qi Qi!

"How could it be! It was just ......"

"Poofโ€”"

"It can't be - no one in this world can have such a terrifying knife!"

"Noโ€”it can't beโ€”"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the big bluestone in the ring, Cheng Qianfeng shouted hysterically, bleeding from the seven orifices, and fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, everyone wiped their eyes in disbelief.

With the naked eye, he could only see Cheng Qianfeng stopped in front of Lin Feng, Lin Feng raised his hand stupidly, and with a wave of his hand, Cheng Qianfeng fell.

Only a true martial artist could see how powerful the martial arts Lin Feng had just cast was!

"It's ...... What a terrible knife intent!"

Luo Qiankun's body trembled, and he didn't dare to look directly at Lin Feng at all, this killing god who seemed to have walked out of the Infernal Hell was really terrifying!

"This ...... Knife Intent...... Could it be that this person has comprehended the sword intent?"

Long Aoyun's whole body trembled, and he was cold, if this knife fell on him, he would be absolutely dead.

Donald clenched the crutches in his hand tightly, his heart was horrified, almost shaky, and he roared in his heart:

"Lin Feng, this son is unique, given time, the strength of martial arts will never be below Xiong Wanhong back then! This is the opportunity for the rise of my Tang family for a hundred years!"

......

After solving the opponent, Lin Feng patted the floating ash on his hand and calmly walked off the ring.

Quiet โ€“

It was surprisingly quiet, and the venue, which was still noisy and abnormal, became extremely silent in an instant.

However, after a brief silence, there was an instant burst of screams and cheers like waves!

"Grandmaster Lin!

"Grandmaster Lin!

โ€œ......โ€

The shouts came and went, and all the upper-class people in Binhai City present congratulated Lin Feng from the bottom of their hearts.

When Cheng Qianfeng took Xiong Wanhong's prestige and prepared to completely occupy Binhai City, only Grandmaster Lin turned the tide, this kind of character, after all, received the admiration and worship of all Binhai people.

The venue was full of jubilant crowds, only Long Yaoyang, Qin Chao, Wang Jie, Tian Xinyu, Zhong Hui and others had faces like ashes, their lips trembled, and they were incompatible with the jubilant venue at this time.

Is this still a human being? With a wave of his hand, he can cut off a person's legs in the air, and if he gestures at the head, wouldn't he take a person's life in the air?

Qin Chao was almost crazy, his heart was frightened, his jaw trembled, and his teeth fought.

"This ...... Is it still human? Who the hell have I been humiliating?"

Qin Chao hugged his head, like a mad demon, and kept muttering to himself.

Feng Jing glanced at Qin Chao's cowardly face, and said disdainfully:

"Qin Dashao, now I know that I'm afraid, but it's too late! If you don't want to die, hurry up and explain the situation to the family, and the clan elder will come forward to request, and Sect Master Lin may still spare you." Otherwise, just wait. โ€

Listening to Feng Jing's words, Qin Chao's body trembled, and he immediately took out his mobile phone.

Only Wang Jie's face is like ashes, and Qin Chao is just a little conflict with Lin Feng, but he is the one who wants to dig Lin Feng's corner!

His face was like gold paper, his limbs were weak, he trembled and collapsed in his seat, and he screamed in his heart:

"Why do I want to cuckold him? Forcibly take his wife? Am I really looking for death? Oh my God!"

In this case, it is really certain death!

Tian Xinyu and Zhong Hui slowly turned their heads, looked at each other, and looked at each other.

"Is this person Lin Feng?" Zhong Hui asked with a blank face, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's Lin Feng, that's good. โ€

"Do you think Liang Dashao can handle it?"

Tian Xinyu didn't know how to answer, he only felt that his throat was extremely dry, and he couldn't speak at all. This is not the most serious, the most terrifying thing is that the Tian family spent a huge amount of money to build a peripheral gambling market.

At the beginning, the odds of Jisheng Club were ten to one!

It's good now, Lin Feng alone will have to pay 10 billion!

What's more, Wang Jisheng also bet 3 billion, that is 30 billion!

The Tian family, decades of accumulation are lost!

Really, one night back to before liberation!

......

At the same time, Yao Qianqian was dressed in high-end professional clothes and came to the Tang Family Mansion with trepidation.

A month ago, when Tang Yunyun sent Lin Feng home, after being bumped into by Yao Qianqian, Yao Qianqian called Tang Yunyun to meet and talk.

Today is the day of meeting, and she needs an explanation about Lin Feng.

Of course, more for the deal!