"In that case, Xu Feng has done one!"

Wang Baosi said gloomily.

"Life and death, fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the seven momentum rose again, this time it was seven artistic conceptions, seven echoes from beginning to end.

The eldest king hugged the old, the second king hugged the division, and the third king hugged the machine, and jumped up at the same time, and the breath of the three people was connected, as if they were one, in mid-air, one person spit out a series of words, as if a person was talking, and shouted:

"Old!"

Before he finished speaking, he was already standing in mid-air, forming a triangular position on the top of his head and on his shoulders.

At the same time, the old four kings hugged away, and the figure of the old five kings' city cars also moved, walked close to the ground, rushed forward and separated in an instant, standing three zhang away, it seemed that the position of the giant's feet, and at the same time, he shouted word by word:

"Open!", "Car!".

However, the sixth king was in front of him, and the seventh king was holding me behind, and he rose into the air with a vertical leap diagonally upward, and as soon as he got up and down, he stayed in the position where their five brothers were standing, forming the top of their heads, shoulders, and the middle of their feet.

At this moment, the seven masters of Guangling, seven people and seven positions, and seven artistic conceptions are intertwined with each other, forming a giant.

The twilight of the head is not old,

Sit on your shoulders and hold the heavenly machine,

Bicycle Chang'e girl,

Bayue Hengshan Golden Night Break.

It turns out that this is the general decision of the "Guangling Seven Mountains" Seven Mountains in One:

"Old, driver, machine, open, car, bring, me!"

I saw that the two people in the middle, the old sixth king's dantian that turned into a giant, slapped his palm at his feet, and landed on the back of the old seventh king holding me, and roared angrily in his mouth:

"Bring it!"

Suddenly, the old seven kings hugged me and ran the "Mixed Yuan Jin Yue Palm", and the entire body suddenly turned into mixed yuan gold, and at the same time absorbed all the true gangs of the other six people, and instantly the body swelled, more than three times, and a painful and hideous roar came out of his mouth:

"Me!"

In an instant, the old seven kings hugged me, and I was wrapped into a golden pillar of heaven, and the surface was surrounded by the artistic conception of the seven mountains of seven colors, and rushed towards Xu Feng.

When Xu Feng saw this scene, he was almost surprised by internal injuries, what is the situation, what is wrong with this world?

Xu Feng never thought that the "Guangling Seven Mountains Palm" of Guangling King City, the final decision of the ultimate move turned out to be this:

"The old driver drove me!"

Moreover, at this time, the moves, positions, and artistic conceptions of the seven heroes of Guangling are all a strong old driver's style, especially the four hidden tail poems, which makes Xu Feng admire from the bottom of his heart, sure enough, as long as he wants to drive, no matter in which world, there will be no shortage of such talents!

After the thought turned, Xu Feng's expression also became cautious, no matter whether the scene in front of him made Xu Feng feel surprised or absurd, it was undeniable that the power of this move of Guangling Qijie was really extraordinary, so that Xu Feng had to face it wholeheartedly, after all, no one wanted to let himself suddenly overturn and fall under this move.

"Zheng!"

A sword is in the air, and the sword light is like a song.

Only can be extremely affectionate, so it can be extremely sword.

The sword turned into rain and covered the earth, "Ruoshui Sword" suddenly came out of the sheath, the sword body was like a dragon out of the sea, Dapeng spread its wings, the tip of the sword was like a cold light, and the light suddenly burst open, turning into a rain of light in the sky, forming a flickering mang.

Each point contains the various artistic conception characteristics that Xu Feng has learned, and he hugged me towards the arrival of the golden pillar of heaven like the old Seven Kings.

At this time, Xu Feng's figure instantly disappeared into the cold light in the sky, and the cold light of the "Ruoshui Sword" skyrocketed, shooting out at the speed of thunder and fire.

When the sword rain rises, the sky is full of light.

The first to follow the sword rain was the condensed, indestructible sword qi that struck the golden pillar of heaven.

"Jingle bell".

A sound like the symphony of gold and iron sounded, and each sound represented the disappearance of a point of light, and also represented the reduction of the golden pillar by one point.

The light spots in the sky disappeared, and the old seven kings hugged me and emerged, like a golden man made of gold and iron, and a "mixed yuan Jin Yue palm" greeted Xu Feng.

When the sword rain falls, it is as dark as ink.

One hand, Mingyu hand,

Holding a sword, Ruoshui Sword.

The inky darkness pierced through the throat of the old Seven Kings hugging me.

Xu Feng's eyes were even more fierce at this time, his body did not stop, and he drew six sword lights one after another, and the remaining six people suddenly fell down as if they were suffocating.

When Xu Feng hit the ground, the split throat was like a dilapidated bellows, whirring!

Xu Feng looked at the seven heroes of Guangling who had not yet lost their breath on the ground expressionlessly, and said calmly:

"According to your rules, it is you who fall, if I am weak, it is I who is struggling on this earth, and I can only watch my life pass, I don't know if you regret it in your heart now?"

In his eyes, disbelief, regret, despair, and finally with a trace of hatred, after a few breaths, the seven people of Guangling closed their eyes unwillingly, and they were gone.

Ten zhang of red soil, the spring water dingdong, warm as spring, like the position of the Big Dipper, lying seven corpses, so that this beautiful scenery is stained with a trace of cruelty.

Putting away the sword and standing, Xu Feng sighed in his heart, wealth moves people's hearts, greed becomes a ghost, this is the martial arts rivers and lakes, everyone understands the truth, but not everyone can do it.

For many people, the truth needs to be obeyed by others, but they often ignore it when they put it on themselves, or identity, or power, always thinking that they will jump out of the rules, but they don't want to be in case of identity and status, their own strength is unable to support this truth, and what kind of ending will they fall into.

But for Xu Feng, after today, it is just that seven more lives have been lost in the world, and there are seven more families that have lost their sons.

"Some people have rivers and lakes, some people have grievances, rivers and lakes and grievances are not separated from each other, this is a rivers and lakes of grievances and hatreds, you will really die if you don't fight!"

Xu Feng muttered to himself:

"This is a seemingly complicated chaotic world, but it is simple and rude, whether it is the encirclement of alien monsters, or the peeping of other domains, whether you are an ordinary person, or a warrior, or a big city and a big faction, as long as everyone has force, is not cowardly, and has strength, you can protect your relatives and grasp your own destiny. ”

Of course, in Xu Feng's opinion, no matter how many people are recruited by those cities, families, gangs, or big sects, it is far from enough.

There are too many ordinary people, too many people can't learn martial arts at all, and they cherish themselves one by one, and how can they change the fate of the Northern Regions all the time.

This "Yunshen Transformative Bamboo", with a dark green color all over its body, was already stained with blood in Xu Feng's heart at this time.

He exhaled deeply, and with a wave of his hand, the entire "Yunshen Transformative Bamboo" with a square foot of soil instantly broke away from this red soil, and casually put it into the space in the nameplate, and never looked at it again.

Xu Feng's body moved, between the operation of the exercises, he ran with all his strength in this ten miles of land, carefully observed everything around, and when he confirmed that there was indeed no trace left by other people, he directly turned back, and once again came to the hundred-zhang high peak, sat on the top of the mountain, meditated quietly and pranayama, watching the sunrise and sunset, as if waiting for something!