"Less nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

Feng roared angrily, and the words fell, and the woman on the battle platform had long since disappeared.

"Little brother Jianlin, if you kill him for the old man, the old man will be grateful!"

Lin He slid over the white beard with one hand, the majestic color between his eyebrows was even stronger, he was old and strong, and immediately crossed his hands on his waist and roared angrily at the battle platform.

"Kill!"

Feng was like an outlaw, his hands trembled slightly, and then, an invisible threat emanated, and Ling Yuan's fist technique contained different powers.

"Five?"

Jiang Shenwu raised his eyebrows, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, after his eyes were slightly condensed, a huge amount of magic power was condensed on one hand, and at this moment, his eyes had completely turned into pitch black, like a demon king, looking at the world.

"Killing Demon Fist!"

"Ling Yuan Fist Method!"

The two different forces were intertwined, the qi waves were scattered, the dust was flying, the air began to fluctuate, and it was distorted by these two forces, the purple gold on the ground continued to shatter, and the weak Wu Xiu around him turned pale, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Boom!"

The fist wind exploded, Jiang Shenwu's body retreated, and Feng took a few steps back one after another before he stabilized himself.

"It's the first time I've seen someone who can take over my Ling Yuan boxing technique!"

Feng's face was ugly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Shenwu, his hands trembled, and he immediately began to condense his might.

"Is the War King inherited?

Jiang Shenwu sneered, he could feel Feng's hostility, not so much hostility as killing intent, if it weren't for this, Feng would not have survived in this cruel prison arena until now.

"Wind, thunder, water, fire, demons!"

Jiang Shenwu shouted, and the double ** weaved out, and the endless fist shadows turned into five different shadows in the air, and these hundreds of fist shadows turned into a monstrous giant fist!

"What is this?"

Feng was dumbfounded, took a step back, and said in surprise.

"Hmm, how do you know the Battle King's Ling Yuan Fist Technique?"

Lin He shot the case, and rushed to the crown angrily, and everyone in the Lin family behind him got up one after another, showing an unkind look on their faces.

"Starmark Sword!"

Jiang Shenwu's heart moved, and the star-mark sword carved with the sea of stars appeared on his right hand.

"Blood Wolf Move!"

Feng's body was covered with bright red blood, his limbs supported his body, and he was lying on the ground, the color of red blood continued to expand, and a giant wolf that tore the heavens and the earth surrounded him.

"Boom!"

The blood wolf outside his body blocked Jiang Shenwu's Ling Yuan fist technique, and then turned into his own strength, and flew out of countless fist shadows again, this fist shadow condensed a huge might, destroying the withering and decaying, and surging towards Jiang Shenwu.

"It's too slow!"

Jiang Shenwu couldn't help but smack his tongue and sneered, the Star Trace Sword in his hand had long since disappeared, and only a dark purple streamer flashed on the entire battle platform, like a flash in the pan.

"Click!"

The blood wolf outside the sealed body began to shatter, he trembled all over, and as the blood wolf shattered, a sword mark also appeared on the seal's cheek, and the blood flowed.

"What's going on?"

"What a horrible man!"

"He is worthy of being the heir of the Sword King!"

Everyone was amazed, this person wearing a hat was obviously an eightfold cultivator of the Lingwu Realm, and he actually crushed the peak of the Lingwu Realm with a strong attitude, and he would also seal the Lingyuan Fist Method!

"You've lost!"

Jiang Shenwu's face did not change, and he walked slowly in front of Feng, and spit out an extremely indifferent voice between his thin lips.

"No, I can't lose!"

Feng shook his head gently, and then his body exploded, and in half a breath, he had already withdrawn a hundred meters away, and then folded his hands.

"The final blow, let's decide the winner!"

Jiang Shenwu held the Star Trace Sword in his hand, stepping on the Seven Star Sword Steps, his figure began to become illusory, and there was no trace of his real body.

"Crazy! Ling Yuan Fist Method!"

The power of the seal has vaguely had the power of the Yuan Wu Realm, although there is no blessing of the true Yuan power, but this terrifying power is like an arrogant wolf, tearing apart everyone present.

"Kill!"

Feng rushed forward, Jiang Shenwu carried countless phantoms, shifting shapes and transpositions, a flash of lightning flashed on the battle platform, and then the purple gold in the ground began to collapse and shatter.

"Poof!"

Jiang Shenwu's figure appeared a hundred meters away, and Feng was a hundred meters behind Jiang Shenwu, and the two stood with their backs to each other.

"I lost!"

Feng exhaled indifferently, his expression a little lonely.

Everyone present held their breath, completely unaware of what was going on, only to see a sword mark on Feng's neck.

In the process of the confrontation, Jiang Shenwu broke the Ling Yuan fist technique of the seal with a sword, if he hadn't kept his hand, the seal would have been sealed by a sword!

"Come with me, I believe you are the true heir of the War King!"

Jiang Shenwu opened his mouth and said, he knew very well that if he hadn't mastered half of the sword intent just now, he would probably be blown to pieces by the sealed Ling Yuan fist technique.

"Kill him, Jianlin boy, kill him, the old man will be grateful!"

Lin He was a little crazy, holding his head full of white hair in both hands, and the wrinkles at the corners of his forehead began to worsen, as if in an instant, he had aged several times.

"Lin family, hehe, if I kill him, will I still have a way to live?"

Jiang Shenwu sneered in his heart, during the battle, he had already exposed his Ling Yuan boxing technique, so that the Lin family's heavy thanks were probably a Hongmen banquet!

"The old man asked you to kill him, do it quickly!"

Lin He roared angrily, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and he gasped for breath, obviously angry to the extreme.

"Lin He family master, unscrupulous means for the sake of the end, do you think you are worthy of ordering me?"

Jiang Shenwu's words were amazing,-for-tat, and this cold sentence was like a bell, deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, and could not be erased.

"Crazy!"

"It must be crazy, even if it is the heir of the Sword King, he can't provoke the Lin family here!"

Everyone showed frightened looks, for fear that Lin He would be angry and hurt the innocent.

"Hehe, just ants, do you think you are worthy of the old man's orders? You are not even qualified to carry shoes for the old man!"

Lin He laughed angrily, with fear in his eyes and a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, is it? People who don't dare to kill themselves, but they want me to do it? Cowards, how can you be compared to me? Lin He family master, you can only use your tongue, not to mention Lin Xiao, his skills are not as good as others, if he dies, he is dead, and he even wants his ancestors to come out and be embarrassed, is the Lin family just a group of rabble?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Lin He opened his mouth and was furious, and slapped his palm towards Jiang Shenwu, the surging qi wave made Jiang Shenwu's robe hunting, and the coercion had arrived, his body couldn't move at all, and his bones seemed to be about to shatter, making crisp sounds.

"Humph!"

Out of nowhere, a cold snort sounded, Lin He's fist wind was resisted by countless smokes, followed by a middle-aged man with half-white hair, holding the seal with one hand, and grabbing Jiang Shenwu with the other, and immediately disappeared in place.