Chapter 122: I am Fenglingtian

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Everyone is staring at Ling Feng, and Mo Yunzong is dumb, and even the disciples of Lingwu College are dumbfounded. They have never seen such a strong side of Ling Feng.
"The little guy is a five-level martial artist?"
Yunmeng is biting candy, like a child. When Lingfeng’s fifth golden blood flame rushes out, she has a small mouth and a candy falling directly on the ground.
"Little wind, he is amazing!"
Ling Qing first was a glimpse, and she immediately jumped. She also knew that this was a lot of progress, Ling Feng made great progress, and the speed of promotion was much faster than her. This may be what he said, the benefits of honing the body.
Ziyun has a small hand and a big mouth, and even the exclamation can't be done.
"Five-level martial arts?!"
The dragon was suddenly stunned, and there was a faint ‘color’ in his eyes.
It turned out that the guy has been playing pigs and eating tigers. The five-level martial artist is really able to compete with him with his four-level combat strength.
However, that is still not enough. The improvement of every realm of the martial arts represents a bigger gap.
"kill!"
The next moment, he jumped up and hit a sharp blade on the trench. Together with the trenches, he killed Ling Feng.
"come on!"
Ling Feng lightly sighed, and he took it one step at a time. He punched out with a punch and punched like a dragon.
Fighting!
The wind around it stopped, and the punch was over, and the steel and wood picked up a dust, which was the tail flame of the fighter.
This boxing will be overbearing, strong, and interpretation of the best, just to the hegemony!



喀擦
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The tyrants were on the edge of the blade, and the time was a moment of silence, followed by a sharp blade of sorrow, and the inch of the cracked open, and instantly, it became a fragment.
But this fist still did not stop, but greeted the treacherous battle, Lingfeng footed a side shift, that punch just hit the trench.
"啵"
Five golden blood flames, bursting in an instant, carrying a shuddering force, slamming the war, and screaming with the dragons, he was also shot.
"puff"
A blood rushed out, and the ‘chest’ mouth was hit. If it wasn’t for the sharp edge and the trenches, it would have weakened the power of the punch. I was afraid that he was already a cold body at the moment.
His look is wretched, his young face is full of blood.
"Heavenly martial arts!"
Long Hao opened his mouth and found that his voice was hoarse.
The power of that punch is even stronger than the collapse of the mountain fist, and only the heavenly martial arts can have such a powerful reading.
"Silk..."
Not only did Mo Yunzong’s disciples change their color, but even the Lingwu Academy’s people plunged a sigh of relief. They did not expect that Lingfeng’s exhibitions were all celestial martial arts. It’s no wonder that Strong. [See the latest chapter of the book, please go to]
"But today, you still have to lose!"
Long Hao was mad, his eyes were blood red, his hair was scattered, and he was still bloody.
He hand-to-hand battle, nine martial arts airflow, formed an endless shackles, shrouded the surrounding area, gradually raging, forming a storm.
Crazy magic mad 'tidal', crazy konjac third style!
"嗡嗡"
In the blink of an eye, all the cockroaches were spinning, the roaring roar, a tornado swept up, the battle table "squeaked" and the steel and wood pieces burst, and they were all involved.
In the middle of the madness madness, the dragon was proud and stood up, killing with the trenches.
This style is too wild, it is a real madness. Wherever he went, the steel and wood were smashed, and the battle platform was plowed out by a large scorpion, and quickly pressed toward Lingfeng.
Long Yao has always been the most confident one. Even if he is against Wang Qiushui, he has not erupted the strongest force. Now he proves to everyone that who is the first master of Mo Yunzong's ‘door.
This is his madness, his demon, his madness!
"kill!"
When a word rang, the madness and madness became more and more rapid. In an instant, it surpassed the ninth martial artist and reached the level of Wuling.
"Dragon is really a madman, and he has realized the madness to this point."
"Half-step Wuling, that is, Du Gu Yu Yue, Li Wei, Shui Ling Long may not be able to win."
"Ling Feng is over, even if it is a heavenly martial arts, he can't save him."
People suddenly lose their 'color', and the solitary rain moon, Li Wei and others are all awe-inspiring. Long Yao is stronger than they think. It is more than cold-blooded, Sun Tian. If it is not because of the appearance of Shuilinglong, he is the first. one person.
"Finished, a senior must take a beating."
Purple rhyme yelled.
Yunmeng's candy has fallen, Ling Qing's face is 'color' pale, she knows that if Ling Feng is really hurt by this force, it will take off a layer of skin.
"Dragonfly definitely has the strength to impact the two peaks. Although Lingfeng is not weak, it still has to be defeated."
The spirits of the Lingwu Academy were sorrowful. When Lingfeng exposed five golden blood flames, they also mobilized and saw hope.
However, the hope was just raised, and it was annihilated by the dragon.
"A madman!" Someone shook his head and readlessly;
"Ling Feng is not very arrogant, is it cool now?"
Han Jia and Jiang Jiayi all sent out a sneer, and it was a sneer for Ling Feng.
How much they hope that Ling Feng will be killed by the dragons, and now the opportunity is finally here. They know that Ling Feng is finished, unless he is a six-level martial artist. Is this possible?
In the ‘潮’, the only thing that calms is the water dragon. His eyes are a bit heavy and he always feels that something is wrong.
"Half-step martial artist... is it strong?"
In the sarcasm of everyone, Ling Feng slowly raised his head and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
In fact, if possible, he really does not want to violently "show", but since he has already participated in the Moling war, then it will be violently exposed in the morning and evening.
The next moment, he raised his hand in an instant, took a palm forward and took a shot.
"boom"
Suddenly, the steel and wood were shredded, and the sawdust was formed. It fluttered. To be precise, the golden blood was flying in the air, and they spread out in the blink of an eye, forming a golden blood hurricane.
It hovered up, followed by a sly golden blood dagger, which flashed from the center of the hurricane.
Desperate!
At this moment, Ling Feng finally displayed a coffin, and the five golden blood flames roared into the air, and the attack broke out to the limit, dazzling and dazzling, breaking into the half-step Wuling level.
"That is……"
In the crowd, Longyue smashed and felt that his head was blown up, and the ‘door’ and Mo Yunzong’s ‘door’ disciples in Lingwu College were also expressions. They were shocked and suffocated at all times.
That name, that blow, has become their nightmare.
At the beginning, the blood-stained boy, playing Mo Yunzong's ‘door’ was all stunned, and even the dragon was defeated. The half-step martial artist was hurricane, a small dagger, and was seriously injured.
Now, this blow has appeared again. Although the martial arts airflow is different, the color of the little dagger has changed, but this blow will not change.
Only that person!
Windy days!
All along, people are speculating that Feng Lingtian will not participate in the Mo Ling war, but they are disappointed, until this moment, they did not see.
Now, he is coming, with the strongest blow!
Hey!
The wind is smashing, the steel and wood are smashing, and the smashing of the spirits, greet the madness and madness of the tide, and Wu Jingying and the golden blood hurricane 'excited' battle together, 迸 'shooting' out of the clouds, Immediately after the 'wave' swaying, the people around it were shocked by the 'color' and quickly regressed.
Because they found that even the rocks under their feet were cracked. This is not the force they can touch. Otherwise, they will not be killed if they die. They don’t want to be so unlucky to give a ‘sex’ life.
"puff"
It was only a moment of stalemate, and the golden blood rushed into the madness of the madness, crushing all the knives, such as a sharp edge, cutting all the blocking reads;
"bass"
At this moment, the golden blood dagger in the center of the hurricane, squatting down, ruining and ruining, immersed in the madness of the madness, disappeared in the blink of an eye...
The wind stopped, the cockroaches dissipated, the wood chips fell, and the battle platform was silent.
People have held their breath and looked forward to it, even the elders of the two major forces.
Ling Feng stood up, his face 'color' calm, his mouth with a sneer, as before, and Long Yao is the face 'color' pale, blood is dripping along the corner of his mouth, in his 'chest' mouth, Then there is a hole, only the little finger is so big, the red blood is coming out.
"how is this possible?"
He opened his mouth and crashed down.
The strength reached a half-step Wu Ling's dragon defeat, and the most weak Ling Feng is considered to be a strong ‘very’ into the semi-finals.
This is a big storm!
The master of the alchemy ‘door’ has created a miracle that can defeat the master of the half-step Wuling, fearing that everyone should be careful.
The other identity of Ling Feng was also completely exposed, and the name of Feng Lingtian exploded in an instant.
"Lingfeng, Fengling... ‘milk’ ‘milk’, I should have thought of him.

Mo Yunzong’s disciples hated to bite their teeth.
"Oh, this guy has been loading, until now." Someone grinds.
"What martial arts is that, is it so strong?" There are also people who doubt the confession.
"The spirit of the coffin..."
The two major elders fought, and Lingwu College was extremely pleasantly surprised. Even they were all amazed. An alchemy ‘door’ disciple was so powerful that no one had pointed it.
That is the super genius.
Mo Yunzong is a face of 'color' and 'yin' sinking. While the power of the coffin is powerful, it also means that it is difficult to comprehend, and the Lingfeng is so big that it is so realized that such a talent will become a nightmare for many people.
"I finally started to swear out the fangs, but if this is your strongest strength, I am afraid I will be a little disappointed." Shui Linglong smiled silently.
"Big...Master, so fierce!" Purple rhyme opened his mouth, and the beauty would be pale for a while.
"Dead kid, I lied to me for so long, it hurts me to lose two candy!" Yun Meng stunned Ling Feng, and his face was full of hi ‘color’.
"Small wind, this is the invincible rhythm." Ling Qing smiled happiest, ‘show’ came out with two little tiger teeth.
Ling Feng won, this is the glory of the entire alchemy ‘door’. Who said that the alchemy ‘door’ is just a few, and it’s sent to the head?
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