"Can the magic of cold weather change the world?"

The use of psychic skills cannot make a difference between heaven and earth. As long as it's strong enough, the sky can be blown up by you.

When ten thousand swords are wielded, the soul is sometimes scattered and cannot be entangled. Lin Yifen was stunned. Thousands of swords struck him and made him stop thinking. Instead, he shouted at the top of the tower, glowing with a golden light.

Now, dragon dance, smallpox.

"Ling Chang Wanzhang!"

During the three months of burning in the cave, Lin Yifeng not only practiced his courage, but also practiced the spirit of a dragon thousands of times. Today, the dragon's spirit is fused with Lingyun's ghost.

Skilled, freely used, brutal power.

The winding of the dragon and the magnificent scenery made the disciples not afraid. Some of the able-bodied front-line personnel had the mentality of defeating Lin Yifeng in the past, but they saw that Lin Yifeng took advantage of this mentality.

There is no end to magic.

They preached the gospel secretly in their hearts, but they did not go up.

A string of surprises appeared in the cold eyes, waving the blade, falling sword rain, like a fairy scattering flowers, flying everywhere, this kind of flying appeared cold, colliding with the dragon, and the sound alarmed the clouds.

It shook the mountains.

"Drink!"

The momentum that swept through has not abated in the slightest. In this painting, the dragon swings around in a rain of swords, its roar shattering most of the rain of swords, and its back slowly disappears. That's the case.

Jing, Lin Yifeng shouted angrily.

The dragon wagged its tail and regained its strength. It can't stand this rain. When it comes to the final blow, it will crush the rain of swords so that it can sink in one breath, but it has not yet exhaled.

Cold weather is accompanied by a sword.

When he walked to the edge of the sword, he did not hesitate. When he turned around, his left arm waved. His figure passed through the blade. He grabbed her arm and pulled it down. Half of his clothes were ripped off.

Dot.

In this way, the disciples below believed that Lin Yifeng had deliberately violated the etiquette of the Han Dynasty. They shouted. There were a few people who wanted to come up and see how Han Li's sword blade was swinging unconsciously, such as Ruluo.

didn't do this just now, but Lin Yifeng was suddenly stabbed by the blade.

So far, they had to be persuaded by Lin Yifeng's strong consciousness. Han Ji didn't anticipate her motives before she set off. This is not the consciousness that a practitioner should have. affair

In fact, Lin Yifeng's predecessors put it on the world continent, which is definitely the pinnacle of existence. It was not surprising that he had anticipated Han Li's behavior in advance.

"Bastard!"

I don't know if Lin Yifeng avoided her attack, or because of his misbehavior, with a cold turn of his eyes, the sharp blade came again.

The sword qi poured out, cutting the gap between Lin Yifeng's clothes, and blood flowed out. Seeing that the other sword was back, Lin Yifeng waved his fist to stop Han Yu's attack.

Approaching the body, it is a battle of the body, Lin Yifeng** raised the semi-heavy body, Han Yan suffered a loss in front of him, close to the body, even if she has the magic of the five focuses, she can't fully get the spiritual realm.

Display.

Ordinary people don't do that. Most of them were afraid that Lin Yifeng would take advantage of her, so they seemed to be afraid of their hands and feet. It seems that the last Tianshan incident gave her a big shadow.

Hands and feet didn't dare to show boldly, but a woman's body, flexible enough, turned around and gave Lin a foot instead, and then asked Lin Yixin to take a few steps back.

The two of them separated, and the sword in Han Fei's hand waved again. At the moment when she swung her sword blade, she suddenly felt a little hesitant, and Lin Yifeng noticed something strange.

Suddenly aware of the strange movement of the air conditioner, and the head seems to be drowsy?

The sensing was perceiving, but Han Ji did not stop attacking, the figure rushed over, and Lin Yifeng flashed behind. This time he easily hid it and didn't see through it thoroughly.

The way this was done was noticeably different from what it is now, and it was much less so.

Waiting for the cold weather to hit again, Lin Yifeng no longer liked to fight, and shouted, "Senior Sister Han Fei? "Do you think it's necessary for us to keep fighting?

Han Yu's body trembled again, staggering. He didn't know what was going on. Even his disciples were confused by the scene.

When the sword was raised, the half-empty hand was not strong enough, and the blade suddenly fell to the ground. Fang Xu's face was expressionless. Seven or eight meters away, Lin Yifeng saw a trace of sadness on her face.

"Sister Hanfei!" Lin Yifeng screamed, and Han Ji thought of killing him. He wasn't supposed to be like that at the moment, but somehow he walked over anyway.

Halfway through, Han Ji picked up his sword and raised it.

"Get out!"

A roar immediately brought mixed emotions, Lin Yifeng could only feel a trace of pain in her body, and the rest was unknown. As the voice left, Han Yu's figure

Quickly leave the scene and disappear into the sea of people.

No one knows what happened. After a while, people pointed to Lin Yifu's letter, and then Wu Xuan and the others cheered.

"Win! It wins! ”

"Haha...... The Boss finished ninth!

"There is no doubt that this is our number one rookie king, and the boss is indeed the number one!"

...

When Wu Xuanyuan was excited, many people were unhappy, especially the children of the three big families. This war was enough to establish Lin Yifeng's position among the newcomers. Liang Zhe saw

His body trembled, turned around, and jumped onto the stage.

"Impossible! The woman didn't try hard at all. You can't win her! Lin Yi! I want to challenge you! ”

Lin Yifeng's spirit condemned, in front of Liang Zhe, he gradually walked away, and the sense of oppression scared Liang Zhe away, even if he hadn't started yet.

"Are you sure you want to duel me?"

Liang Zhe was half-hearted and lost his mind again, he hesitated for a moment and said: ! "Yes...... "Yes...... What I want...... Challenge you"

Lin Yifeng's mind was obviously not on Liang Zhe. The difference between Han Yi and Liang Zhe puzzled him. What just happened? How can this happen to a good person?

What kind of situation?

Although he had not experienced the pain of cold weather, for a moment, the feeling was beyond the capacity of one person.

"Liang Zhe, you dare to despise me!" Let me die! ”

Lin Yifeng's silence caused Liang Zhe to be extremely dissatisfied, and then hit him with his fists. His strength burst forth from his rage. He has a lot of strength to face in front of his new comrades. Lin Yifeng, he attacked like this.

It's not very deadly.

Liang Zhe reached out and grabbed Liang Zhe's fist, and used the half-heavy and half-powerful Xuanling, Liang Zhe screamed, his hand bones twisted and dislocated, and he fell off the stage.

The people of the Liang family wanted to come up, but when they saw those terrible eyes, they didn't listen. Most of these children were newcomers, and the three powerful sons of the Fengyun Sect were all powerful sons.

The younger brothers were all watching in the dark, but at the moment their minds were not on Lin Yifeng, but on him.

Nearby, a few people laughed, as if they saw a sweet tooth in front of them.