"You must have it, and you won't take it out!" said the man with the hammer in his hand, slowly approaching the bearded man.

The two are getting closer, and maybe a fight will break out next.

Lin Feng fell from the sky, stood next to the wooden house and looked at the direction where the two of them were, a golden flower was very conspicuously pinned to the body of the man holding the hammer in his hand.

It seems that this man is participating in the athletic convention, and at this moment he is threatening the natives who originally lived in this forest.

"If you say that, I can't help it. The bearded man spread his hands and said.

"It seems that you are stubborn, eat me a trick. The man with the hammer in his hand held the hammer and threw it at the bearded man.

And the man with the stubble took a step forward and punched, a black fist print, burst out, and quickly bombarded the man with the hammer.

"Bang!" sounded, and the man with the hammer was bombarded and flew upside down, spitting a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth.

Lin Feng could see that the man with the hammer was a martial artist in the middle stage of the gods, and the man with the beard was in the late stage of the gods, and the different realms of the two people would of course produce different results.

"Count you awesome, we'll see!" The man with the hammer covered his chest with one hand and fled directly.

"Are you here to ask me for Neidan too?" the bearded man turned his head to look at Lin Feng and asked.

"I'm not interested in ordinary Neidan, if you know where there are powerful demon beasts, then it will help me a lot. Lin Feng looked at the bearded man and said.

"What are you supposed to be doing, right? I just saw a lot of warriors with golden flowers on their bodies passing by here, some of them were in groups, some of them acted alone, such as you, and the person who was blown away by me just now was acting alone, what are you doing?" asked the bearded man suspiciously.

"Actually, we are participating in a competitive conference, and the first competition is to collect the inner dan of demon beasts. The more powerful the demon beast, the higher the value of his inner pill, I want to ask you where there are powerful demon beasts. Lin Feng asked.

"Thirty miles to the east, you will see a cliff, and there is a cave in the cliff wall, and there is a thousand-year-old Jiao in it, and that's all I know. The bearded man said.

"Okay, thanks. When Lin Feng heard this, he directly took off into the air and flew towards the east.

In less than a minute, Lin Feng had already come to the edge of the cliff, and one could imagine how fast his speed was now.

But he wasn't the first person to come here, the sound of the unusually fierce fighting below the cliff was constantly reaching Lin Feng's ears.

Lin Feng jumped and jumped down.

Lin Feng arrived at the bottom of the cliff and saw five or six martial artists using martial arts around the thousand-year-old Jiao.

Below the cliff was a small river, and at this moment Lin Feng was in the air, watching the battle in the distance.

These five or six martial artists were all injured, but the thousand-year-old Jiao was intact, seeing this situation, as well as the scene of the fight, Lin Feng preliminarily judged that the strength of this thousand-year-old Jiao was stronger than that of the Wind Wolf King, and it was only some.

"You're not its opponent, get out of the way!let me come!" Lin Feng roared.

When the five or six martial artists heard this roar, they collectively looked in the direction where Lin Feng was, and then they all rushed towards Lin Feng's location.

The thousand-year-old Jiao was also approaching Lin Feng at this time, Lin Feng used a sword drawing style to cut out a sword qi that made the thousand-year-old Jiao slow down a little, although this sword qi slashed at the thousand-year-old Jiao's body and did not cut its skin, but it also caused some obstacles to it.

"This brother, can you win this thousand-year-old Jiao alone?"

"This thousand-year-old Jiao, just now the five of us joined hands to fight for ten minutes, and we didn't even hurt it at all. ”

"Isn't it, the defense is amazingly strong, but the attack power is mediocre. ”

Those few martial artists all told Lin Feng what had just happened.

"I'll be enough for me, but I'm not going to give it to you, because there's only one. Lin Feng said lightly.

"Okay, anyway, we can't take this thousand-year-old Jiao, let's take a good look at your performance. The warrior who took the lead said.

After saying this, the five or six martial artists all got out of the way, making room for Lin Feng to deal with this thousand-year-old Jiao.

This thousand-year-old dragon is in the stage of turning into a dragon, and if it is given this stage, it will be a thousand-year-old dragon.

However, it hadn't been allowed to pass this stage yet, and if it was given a little more time, it would be very troublesome for Lin Feng to take its Inner Dan.

At the same time that those martial artists let go, the tail of the Millennium Jiao was drawn towards Lin Feng, and Lin Feng raised the blood-drinking sword in his hand and placed it across his chest to resist.

This tail was directly pumped on Lin Feng's blood-drinking sword, and Lin Feng didn't move, as if he had been whipped by a ball of cotton just now.

"Daoless Sword Technique, Broken Sword Flow, Tenth Style, Eight Desolation Infinite Falling Style!" Lin Feng said the name of the move lightly, although this move is the tenth style, but this is a revision of the tenth style, how much has Lin Feng grown in the past ten years of cultivation? Now he is showing it step by step.