At this time, Lin Feng dt.com figure. Swordsmanship. Stunning to the world's first.

One sword frost fourteen states. There has never been anyone who can really perceive it that way. But now it doesn't matter John Stephen or Xiao Jun. Chen Qi, White Cloud Demon. They all had such thoughts in a moment.

Lin Feng's entire divine soul power at this moment was actually condensed in this sword at this moment. Lin Feng issued such a sword move at this moment, if it weren't for the violent use of divine soul power. Lin Feng couldn't use such a move.

A sword out. Wanzhou fold. Who else can stand in the way.

Murderous and wanton. The air was full of Lin Feng's murderous aura. This sword Lin Feng has only one purpose. That was to kill John Stephen. To be able to send Stephen with the same sword - to their God. It's definitely John Stephen. So that John Stephen can have enough brilliance.

John-Stephen's pupils instantly constricted, staring at Lin Feng in mid-air, this was the second time in his life that he felt the true fear from his soul, which was already a danger signal that threatened his life. No. He felt that he could no longer resist, that he was unstoppable, and that he had a hint of fear. I have the opportunity to disappear into this world like this. At first he was afraid, but then John-Stephen felt a little excited, very strangely excited, and he felt that it was an honor for him to die under such a sword. So John-Stephen instantly dissipated all that fear.

After the fear dissipates. Instead, there is a cold murderous aura, and although John-Stephen feels that death is also an honor, it does not mean that he will close his eyes and wait for death. To be alive, no one wants to die. Even, this moment. John Stephen also thought of a strong resistance. I can't weaken my momentum.

With this in mind, John Stephen did not retreat. Of course, even retreat is death. John Stephen fused all the divine soul power in his body, his body suddenly bent downward, and his footsteps drew a circle on the ground, and then John Stephen perfectly reincarnated the scimitar in his hand. A murderous aura instantly rose into the air. Slashed at Lin Feng.

At this moment, John-Stephen's sword qi was actually stronger than all the previous sword qi, and at this moment, he actually broke through under Lin Feng's oppression. In this case broke through.

It was a good thing to break through, but John Stephen didn't feel any excitement. After the breakthrough, he didn't have time to enjoy the power of the breakthrough. Because he felt his sword qi slowly disappear under Lin Feng's sword qi. After the breakthrough, he is still no match for the latter. But John-Stephen had no regrets, no fear. He thought it was worth dying.

In this world, there are probably not many people who dare to say that they can use swords. Xue Yiqing Ge can say that the swordsmanship has reached a perverted point, but this moment may be able to perfectly show Lin Feng's moves.

When the long sword in Lin Feng's hand swung perfectly. A sword light suddenly emanated towards the sky of the entire city, and for the country of M, it was like the divine light of God. There were even some citizens of country M who knelt down at the first time. These ordinary citizens are like believers in some countries, except that they believe in God.

Ability late at night. In the dark night, this sword light not only alarmed many citizens. At the same time, it also alarmed some masters hidden in the shadows of country M. All night at this time. It seems that there is only Lin Feng's sword light.

The real one-sword-frost fourteen states. All night long. The heavens, the earth, and all things became nothingness. Only sword light.

And then this qiē is just a moment of time. In the verses of this moment. A sword light pierced the air, and a sonic boom sounded. At just 0.001 seconds, the sword light appeared in front of John's eyes.

The knot of the branch is far away from the most sail and cool

Stephen's pupils instantly constricted, staring at Lin Feng in mid-air, this was the second time in his life that he felt the real jealousy from his soul, which was already a danger signal that threatened his life. No. He felt that he could no longer resist, that he was unstoppable, and that he had a hint of fear. I have the opportunity to disappear into this world like this. At first he was afraid, but then John-Stephen felt a little excited, very strangely excited, and he felt that it was an honor for him to die under such a sword. So John-Stephen instantly dissipated all that fear.

In an instant, there was a sword light left in the middle finger of John-Stephen's eyes. There was nothing but the sword light, glowing with a white and cold sword light.

"Kill ......" before the light of this sword came. John-Stephen yelled, he wanted to try his newfound strength again, maybe this was the last chance, and he was still a rare master, not even a master. It can only be said that he is standing at the pinnacle of dance. John Stephen roared, almost high-pitched.

John Stephen flashed again. But it was instantly replaced by sword light. Then John Stephen stood quietly. It was quiet. There is not a single scar on the body. It was as if it had never been harmed.

At this time, Lin Feng's body fell. It was as tall as a mountain, standing firmly in the wind.

John Stephen had no wounds. But the blood on Tianya's body really dripped down the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground. His face was pale and weak.

Then John Stephen felt it and felt that every breath was difficult. With every breath, countless blood burst out from his seven orifices, and he knew that he was at the end of his crossbow at this time. Although it is the end of the strong crossbow. But John-Stephen's eyes were staring at the motionless body of the young man in front of him with madness and wantonness, and the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a cruel and bloody resolute arc.

He knew that the young man in front of him was too strong. So strong that he can't resist at all. So strong that he even had an urge to worship. And such people are still from an eastern country. In the past, they didn't think that there would be such a master in the Eastern Country. Except for those of the older generation, the country of the East is a place where many masters gather. Previously they did not believe it. He thinks he's the best in the world, but now he believes it. It's a pity that it's late. Because he knows that his life is slowly passing. Only he knew that his appearance was suffering from typhoid fever. But he knew that all the internal organs in his body had been destroyed. Even if the gods are alive, they will never be able to save themselves.

John - Stephen was just terrified of Maple. His eyes trembled slightly like a candle in the wind. The light of the sword did make John-Stephen feel fear in his soul, a sense of jealousy. This was the first time that John-Stephen had learned what fear was. For the first time, I realized that I had people who were afraid.