Smack!

Lin Feng had already come to a mountain after a few bullets, turned around and silently waited for Zhuo Feng's arrival, and after a while, Zhuo Feng came to the mountain opposite Lin Feng and fell, looking at Lin Feng and said lightly: "What, don't you escape? With your speed, you can probably still live for a while longer!"

"Hehe, that's a big breath, you're so sure you'll be able to defeat me, I just don't want my city to be destroyed!" Lin Feng looked at Zhuo Feng and said lightly, "It seems that you are very confident in your own strength!"

Zhuo Feng smiled, looked at Lin Feng, opened the ten fingers of his hands slightly, and said lightly: "Seeing that you are young, how about you are actually a first-grade martial saint, are you interested If we cry blood mercenary group, I will let you be the deputy head of the group, as long as you are willing to come, I guarantee that you are above 10,000 people under one person!"

"The conditions are really tempting, why don't you come and take refuge in me! I also guarantee that you are under one person and above ten thousand?" Lin Feng said with a smile: "I give you a very high salary!"

"That's no way to talk about it!" Zhuo Feng looked at Lin Feng, he knew very well in his heart that it was definitely not easy to become a first-grade martial saint, each of them had experienced countless stories, such a person had a firm mind, and it was not easy to surrender to others!

Syllable!

The soles of Zhuo Feng's feet suddenly lightly, a little bit of pale green sparks suddenly exploded from under his feet, and the sparks flashed away, no, even before they appeared, Zhuo Feng's whole person had disappeared from Lin Feng's sight.

(So fast!)

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his body suddenly turned, and his right hand slashed downward, blocking Zhuo Feng's attack just right, with a loud bang, Zhuo Feng's face couldn't help but change slightly, the fighting qi he cultivated was the fighting spirit of the god of war, and the so-called fighting qi read outside the elements, the same as the crazy fighting qi.

Those who cultivate Combat Qi themselves have amazing combat power, their physical quality, explosive power, and endurance are far stronger than ordinary Fighting Qi, and they are also first-grade martial saints, but the cultivators of Combat Qi have to occupy a great advantage.

However, Lin Feng's palm cut made Zhuo Feng feel as if his wrist was about to break, and he couldn't help but feel slightly awe-inspiring in his heart.

(Could it be that this guy is also cultivating combat qi?)

Without giving him any time to react, Lin Feng flipped his hands lightly, but it was the starting style of the cloud palm, flowing water and clouds, but this set of palm techniques was round and extended, as if flowing clouds and flowing water.

A disdainful expression appeared on Zhuo Feng's face, this set of palm techniques seems exquisite, but in fact, in the eyes of a great expert, it is very rubbish, excessive pursuit of coherence of moves, but gives up the power of palm techniques, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Ha!

Zhuo Feng roared angrily, his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and with Zhuo Feng's fists clenched, the steel claws that originally popped out contracted instantly, and correspondingly, there were more sharp spikes on his knuckles.

Bang! Bang!

The palms and fists collided fiercely, Zhuo Feng's pupils instantly contracted, he actually underestimated this set of palm techniques, obviously just pursuing the coherence of moves, but the power in it far exceeded his imagination, and the collision again and again was as if it had hit the steel plate, and the power of the shock shook his knuckles with a feeling of shattering.

(Hell, is he really a steel and iron bone? why, it's me who has the advantage of a sharp weapon?)

After a few moves in a row, Zhuo Feng deeply felt the difference between Lin Feng, every collision between his fist and his palm, for Lin Feng he didn't feel anything, although the fighting qi can strengthen the physical quality, but after all, it is not a body refining technique, how can it be compared with Lin Feng's Nine Turns Xuangong? That really abuses people to death!

(Back)

This thought just arose, but Zhuo Feng suddenly found that the surrounding space had unconsciously locked himself completely, and this set of palm techniques was unexpectedly swung out with palm power, constantly intertwined in the air, forming a unique force field, and the surrounding air was constantly squeezing towards Zhuo Feng.

"Explode for me!" Lin Feng roared angrily, his palms came out together, and a terrifying palm power burst out violently, and at the same time, the heaven and earth essence qi driven by the palm power also squeezed violently towards Zhuo Feng's body.

Rumble!

Zhuo Feng raised his arm and caught the attack of Lin Feng's palms, but the power of the explosion caused by the crazy squeezing of the essence of heaven and earth also exploded fiercely on Zhuo Feng's body, and in an instant, a terrifying wave of qi raged wildly, and the cliff under the feet of the two people was crushed into powder inch by inch, drifting with the wind.

Lin Feng moved back lightly, hanging his hands very casually, and a drop of blood slowly slid down his palm, after all, he was a first-grade martial saint, and with a full blow, Lin Feng was still a little injured.

On the cliff, Zhuo Feng was embarrassed, gray-faced, and the weapons in his hands had been scrapped, but there was an extra set of golden battle armor on his body, which was dazzling and a magic weapon.

"Boy, I underestimated you!" Zhuo Feng looked at Lin Feng gloomily: "You can force me to display this God of War Armor, you are proud enough!"

"Is this your hole card?" Lin Feng looked at Zhuo Feng and said with a smile: "Doesn't it seem to be a big deal?"

"Your hole cards?" Zhuo Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, hooked his hand at Zhuo Feng, and continued: "Okay, come on, let's continue, let me see if you have that ability!"

"Don't underestimate people!" Zhuo Feng grabbed his hands lightly, and in an instant, countless rays of light suddenly shone in Zhuo Feng's palm, and then a spear composed of blazing white light appeared in his hand.

"Ares' god-killing spear!" Zhuo Feng said calmly, accompanied by Zhuo Feng's spit out word by word, a strong battle intent rushed straight into the sky, as if the god of war in the dark responded to Zhuo Feng, and the golden light burst out from the armor of the god of war.

"God's surname is a weapon!" Lin Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, the so-called weapon with the surname of God must be a weapon that has been refined by the Divine Sacrifice, no matter what it is, even if it is a pig-killing knife, as long as it has been refined by the Divine Sacrifice, it is a weapon with the surname of the Divine Sacrifice.

However, the weapon surnamed God is also strong and weak, Fu Tianwolf's blood wolf battle knife is also a weapon surnamed God, it is said that it was sacrificed by the wolf god back then, and it can communicate the power of the gods, and the Ares God-killing spear in Zhuo Feng's hand is brewing an amazing battle intent, and it has been nourished by this fighting intent, and with the combat qi cultivated by Zhuo Feng, its combat effectiveness is simply multiplied by a geometric multiplier!

"Ha, you also call it a god-killing spear, what a shame!" Lin Feng took a deep breath, his mouth was full of flowers, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, he might really be abused miserably if he was not careful: "Damn, sooner or later, one day I will exchange the god-killing spear, I want to see, this innate spirit treasure is still Ares's power!"

Turning his thoughts, Lin Feng clenched his hands and said in a low voice: "Weeping Blood Divine Spear!"

The spear blade was like blood, as if it was lingering with indelible blood, but the barrel of the gun was as black as ink, and the moment it was summoned, a hideous evil aura emerged, and Lin Feng's blood was rolling all over his body, like a demon god in hell.

Weeping Blood Divine Spear, in view of the fact that the general weapons that I exchanged are always easy to break and shatter, this gun cost a lot of money, and it was not a big merit point, and it was exchanged.

100,000 merits, weeping blood divine spear.

Anyone who is injured by the Weeping Blood Divine Spear will absorb the other party's life essence and fighting energy, and restore their own loss by transforming the Divine Spear into the purest power, and wield it with a strong bloody true qi, killing intent, which is really a good thing.