The first stupid but small chapter ends with the glorious three

At this critical moment of life and death, the knife in Lin Feng's hand suddenly flew out of his hand, roaring and spinning around his body, lightning and flashing, cutting off his right arm.

"The sword is out of the sheath!" exclaimed at the same time those who were familiar with the Thousand Gate Sword Technique. The sword out of the sheath, is the thousand doors of the foundation of the knife in the Ah Lu away hand knife, in the knife out of the knife people's knife intent to the peak of the accumulation, the knife out of the hand, relying on the knife qi to flutter on its own, to arrive at the long-distance injury to the enemy's result. The sword technique of the Xianmen is the secret of the knife that was born from the Jianghu sect. Although it is a thousand-door foundation knife, it is a kind of sword technique that fills in spirituality and pride. Many famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes have taken the unsheath of the royal knife as their first method of swordsmanship. It's as if a great painter wanted to drink a glass of good wine before he waved.

When the sword is unsheathed, it is the wine of the swordsmen.

However, Lin Feng's imperial sword came out of the sheath, and instead of hurting the enemy, the knife cut off his own hand with the knife. The knife that cut off the right arm was like a flying fish out of the sea, roaring and twisting up, rolling up the spiral-shaped knife rainbow in the sky.

When Lin Feng's arm was broken, his people were also free from the traction of the Nine Dragons Whip. He kicked the head of the ice dragon that was close to him, and his body swirled and whined, and the throwing knife that twisted and rose rose into the sky.

Tong Chou's ready-to-go, Nine Shadow Bone Erosion Flower, flew out of his hand under the induction of the qi machine, flew over the soles of Lin Feng's feet, and detonated more than ten meters below him, exploding a full air of ice flowers.

"You deserve it-" Tong Chou came forward in a rage, his hands spinning, and the nine ice dragons roared and circled, chasing Lin Feng's body and attacking wildly.

Lin Feng's Luffy swirled upward, his knife like a fish playing in the water, entangled around him and swam happily. Missing his right arm, he did not stop him from wielding the knife, and he used his shoulders, sleeves, knees, toes, any part of his body to control the twisting of the long knife with a rash motion. His knife seemed to have been spawned by him, and the knife roared like thunder, flashing suddenly, twisting and galloping, and drawing a beautiful and picturesque sword light in the air.

Every time the furious ice dragons of Tong Chou slammed into the sword net he unleashed, their vast power, Duyi was absorbed by the knife track in a tight spiral arc, turning into the lift of the Thousand Soul Knife in a continuous spiral upward spiral. In this move, it is like entering the realm of swordsmanship, and there is indeed the power of the two instruments of yin and yang transformation, transforming the enemy's attack into the sword momentum accumulated by himself.

"Tiancheng Sword Technique!" everyone present greeted generously. Lin Feng's knife technique is exactly the eighteenth move of the Xiling Blue and White Trick he created himself-Seeing the White Head in the World. In the Jianghu Martial Arts Classic, all of them will be listed as the top grade - Tiancheng Martial Arts. Tiancheng martial arts is enough for people to cross a certain level to fight.

Tong Chou's wild Nine Dragons Dance turned out to be the help for Lin Feng to accumulate supreme sword momentum. I hate to press the gold thread every year, and make wedding clothes for others. This man is in the most miserable world, and how can he suffer it?

"Sui-Feng ——!" Tong Chou looked up to the sky and roared, his hands opened, and his body turned ice blue. Ah, hundreds of roaring ice dragons sprang out of the various points of his body, merging in the air into a roaring tide of rage. Ah, the blue and white dragon shadow of the hundred roads coiled in the air in the shape of a wolf's tooth slap, and was about to pounce on Lin Feng.

In the martial arts scriptures of the rivers and lakes, it is just a long-lost legend. Only in the inner refining to reach the third peak of the world's wonderful hands, the qi detonates the qi full of qi pockets, the twelve dignified against luck, open the seventy-two acupoints, together with the twenty-eight acupoints of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, to make a dragon of a hundred air cavities, creating the shape of a hundred dragons.

In front of Lin Feng's peerless sword technique, Tong Chou was inspired to show his long-lost blood qi, and in an instant, he broke through the limit of the upgrade of the Potential Realm Essence, and made this stunt that made him go to the extreme peak.

The Xuanbing Hundred Dragons Roar attack and defend the body, perfect and intact, is the supreme magic skill of the qigong master. Tong Chou has already got all the winning cards!

"Huh-" Tong Chou's tiger roar had already caused the dragon to groan, and hundreds of ice dragons roared and shot into the sky. And in the sky, Lin Feng had already reached the commanding heights of the zenith, and his knife was hanging upside down in front of his eyes with a ribbon-like rainbow. He stretched out the index finger, ring finger, and thumb of his left hand, buckled it to the hilt, and aimed the blade at Tong Chou.

All the strength has been accumulated in the sword momentum of the world, and all his internal strength, the strength of the Nine Dragon Seals of Tong Chou, and his pride and love for swordsmanship have all been stored to the extreme. He and his sword, now like a bow, are drawn like a full moon. All he had to do was pluck the bowstring.

"Go!" Lin Feng waved his hand in the air, and with the power of three fingers, he gently sent out the Thousand Soul Knife. When the Thousand Soul Sword was here, it suddenly spewed out a bright light that was brighter than the sun, and it circled towards Tong Chou.

The sword light slammed into the vortex of the hundred dragons dancing, inspiring a starburst in the sky. The cracked ice edges, the broken dragon heads, the fleeting knife shadows, and the dazzling light flowers dazzled people to watch, and the roar of the ice dragon's ecstasy, the explosion of the ice blades, and the whistle of the strong wind piercing the bamboo, people were at a loss to hear.

The beautiful sword light and the wild dragon smeared a mottled picture scroll in the air. It is not clear who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies.

The first stupid can be the end of the chapter glorious four

That short breath of light *** to the onlookers of the world, like a thousand years. Then, a hundred times brighter than the sun, the Tao suddenly attacked. The present of all the people is dark, and they can't see anything. You can only hear the impact in the air concentrated like a torrential rain and as loud as a ringing gold. At this moment, Tong Chou and Lin Feng didn't know that they were already competing with thousands of moves.

When people regained their vision, Lin Feng's figure was already passing by Tong Chou, slamming to the ground, dragging out a long blood track on the ground. His body was crowded with many tiny ice fragments, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. Xuanbing Hundred Dragons roared, and on him, there were traces of old things that would not fade away. He fell to the ground on all fours, his muscles spasming from the pain. Blood spread out around his body.

Tong Chou stood majestically, like a gourd, full of height and low without a wound. Lin Feng surpassed the divine sword of the third extreme peak, after all, he was inferior to the opponent of the third extreme peak. He was defeated.

"Hmph......" Lin Feng trembled and got up from the ground, and wanted to support the ground with his right hand. But he forgot that his right hand had been severed by himself. He collapsed again in embarrassment.

Lin Drizzle, Lovely People, and the little boy watching the battle on the boat in the distance couldn't help but cover their eyes. They couldn't bear to see Lin Feng's poignant demeanor. However, the girl in black, who is known as the young marshal, has a beautiful upturned mouth.

The sound of a knife whistle was heard in the air. The world looked up and watched. Lin Feng's Thousand Soul Knife was violently moved back into the air by Bailong Xiao in the midst of Shicai's struggle, and now it was twisting and flying back. And Tong Chou was standing on its returning track. However, he stared blankly at the roaring Spinner Knife, unable to move his body.

At the right time, he urged Bailong Xiao to fight hard Lin Feng's human life, and his body was full of air pockets overloaded and reversed, and now he was all infarcted, and he couldn't even move his muscles. He could only watch as the Thousand Soul Sword swirled towards him.

The knife roared like an ice tray, and Tong Chou's neck was cut like a string, and his head flew into the sky, and blood spurted like a pillar from the broken neck.

At this time, Lin Feng, supporting the earth with his left arm, stood up hard, and gently swung the scabbard with his left hand. The Thousand Souls Knife that swirled back and forth drilled into the sheath with unmistakable accuracy, and the knife roar could not be stopped. It was only at this time that the blood spurting out of Tong Chou's broken neck finally splashed all over his white clothes.

The audience fell into dead silence. People are silent, their brains are vacant, Venus is flashing wildly, and their hearts are churning. They were stunned by the current formation. The young man who was refining and refining, in the Dingjiang boat port, singled out the Tong Chou of the triple extreme peak of internal refining, not only was he not beaten into a pulp, but he beheaded the enemy under the knife. Qianmen was white, and it was dyed red by Tong Chou's blood.

Thousands of years ago, did that group of young people who were like bamboos really return? Will the whole country see the white sunshine again?

The dock excavated the sound of the waves and the waves. The aquarists who were so frightened that they jumped into the river now climbed out of the water one by one, squeezed through the crowd and walked to the inner circle, wanting to get closer to watch the consequences of the death battle.

With a thud, Tong Chou's headless body knelt down tiredly, stiffened slightly, and slammed to the ground. The sound of skyline superiority gradually sounded, and Tong Chou was picked up to fly into the sky's head, and now he finally fell leisurely.

Lin Feng stretched out his left hand, grabbed it in the air, grabbed the bun, and lifted the head. He turned around and looked forward to Ai Ai, and the people came over in panic, and raised Tong Chou's head high: "Tong Chou is dead!"

The Shui warriors fell to their knees in unison, and many frog tribes wept with joy, opened their mouths, and cried loudly in the sky. The crocodiles and fish-people roared heartbreakingly and hugged each other. Most of the steel helmets were thrown into the sky by the Aquarium warriors, and then smashed on the heads of onlookers, causing a mess of fields.

"Hooray!" called Tianlong and Saliva Dragon to open the crowd and rush to Lin Feng's eyes, raising their hands and shouting and jumping. They greeted excitedly, which instantly led to the chanting of the words of the Dingjiang God and the tens of thousands of water tribes. The sound waves of applause, like the spring tide rushing to the shore, make the people's mood yearn for it.

"A thousand doors in white!" suddenly someone roared among the onlookers.

"A thousand doors in white clothes!" the famous swordsman pressed the long knife with his hand, touched the scabbard with the blade, and let out a long sound. Then, several swordsmen who approached him learned his demeanor, pressed their long knives in their hands, and groaned with their knives. The sound of the knife is like a promise to spread ten, ten to a hundred, after a few years, all the Dingjiang boat ports were eliminated by the majestic sound of the knife. The sword roars like a song, which is a very high respect for the heroes and heroes of the rivers and lakes, and it is also a song to celebrate success.

After the heavens and the earth were exhausted, the days of swords and songs were worn out for thousands of years. Now, the good days are back!

Looking at the water tribe full of applause and listening to the sound of knives all over the field, Lin Feng suddenly had a faint sense of satisfaction. This is the survival of his fantasy. This is the reason why he dedicated his blood and talent to Daodao. This is the life he deserves. It was as if he could see that he had lived for a hundred years in the time of singing excitedly.

Sadly, his life is coming to an end today. A bitter smile appeared on his cheeks: "The truth, I have also had such a promise." ”

He threw the head of Tong Chou in his hand to Tianlong: "Bury him well." ”

"Yes, Eun Gong!" told Tianlong to beware of taking the head.

Lin Feng came back and looked at the Dingjiang Boat Port that was cheering for him with endless affection, as if he wanted to keep this moment in his heart. Immediately, he sighed softly and limped away.

The first stupid can be his knife skills

Lin Feng's back is getting farther and farther away, but in Lin Drizzle's eyes, it is becoming more and more clear and grandiose. Her current frequent appearances are all his suitable tricks to "see the white head in the world".

At the moment when Tong Chou urged hundreds of ice dragons to rise into the sky, Lin Feng's three fingers were on the handle of the Thousand Soul Knife, leaning on the slanting sun, high up, and gently flicking his arms. His actions are spicy and soft, just like a gentle Linglang, waving goodbye to the lotus picker who crossed the river. But that sword light, oh, that sword light, was a very strong and fierce sword light she had ever seen. It roared with the flames that burned the whole country. Ah, hundreds of ice dragons, ah, ah, were cut off by this sword light, and they were hit by the sword qi.

That knife is more glorious than the arrow that Hou Yi shot down for nine days.

His knife was impregnated with the soul of Xiling Blue and White Jue. The very strong knives in the world will bring very beautiful Luomo. This is the truth of Xiling Blue and White Jue.

"The world sees the white-headed ......" Lin Drizzle couldn't help but read it, her voice was soft, as if she was calling her lover. Hearing her own tone, her face immediately turned red. She secretly glanced at Jun Ruxi, who was looking at Lin Feng's back in the distance, and felt miserable in her heart: "No wonder he is so spicy and hateful." This was supposed to be his sword technique. However, it was clearly revealed by Ruxi. ”

Li Tian, who was beside her, raised his hand and quickly wiped his eyes. She looked sideways and noticed that Li Tian's eyes were a little red.