Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 871: Convinced oral

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She wanted to try Lin Feng's strength a long time ago. Even though Lin Feng has changed a lot now and became a teammate with each other, Mengmeng still has some dissatisfaction in her heart, not hostility, but she is arrogant and not easy to accept for a while.
Especially when Lin Feng passed the heart-cultivating world and realized Tianying after cultivation.
Although she knows that Lin Feng is a practitioner of Holy Power, that feeling is completely different. She devotes all her energy to the cultivation of talented soul, but Lin Feng is only a part-time student, and she can see that most of Lin Feng’s energy is on the earth. Soul.
How can I be convinced?
"Although I may not be as powerful as you, but on the divine power and the soul of talent..."
"It must have won you!"
Mengmeng has her own heart.
Although they joined forces with Ye Xia, they fought each other, because she knew that Ye Xia's strength was far worse than Lin Feng. The real contest was between her and Lin Feng. The light appeared in his hand, and his first shot was the four-handed Yunmeng Feijian. The control was exquisite. The Feijian was like a pair of invisible hands.
Glory Seven League's strongest holy force practitioners.
Mengmeng doesn't mean that the waves get their reputation.
Her strength is not inferior to that of the giant leader. In fact, the two have also fought, and no one can help anyone. Before losing to Qin Tiansheng, it was because of the perfect defense of the Holy Treasure. Mengmeng’s greatest weakness was its lack of attack power.
More than dexterity, lack of strength.
However, this kind of control attack power is completely sufficient in the battle of the Holy Force practitioners, and the defense of the Holy Force practitioners is not high.
With absolute self-confidence, Mengmeng does not care even though she knows that Lin Feng has been conquered by heaven, because she knows that Lin Feng’s source of divine power is only in the Nirvana period, which is a step up from her. Powerful, Mengmeng believes that she can completely crush her opponent.
however……
The truth is always cruel.
"Thirty-three hands of the imperial object, tiger shape." Lin Feng shot.
A tiger head was formed in the void, with a large mouth opening in the blood basin. Thirty-three milky white iced needles showed their power. This high-level sacred treasure has not yet exerted its true strength. Zhenlongyuan burst instantaneously. The power condensed on the needle of the Glacier is very big.
On the source point stars, the true dragon source point of the first realm is more than the cuteness.
Although the maneuverability is inferior in terms of maneuverability, Lin Feng's instant explosive power is quite terrifying-
The secret of imperial emptiness!
Master the third level. Five times the explosive force.
"boom!"
Under one blow, Mengmeng Fangrong changed greatly. She never thought that she would be forced back by Lin Feng. Although her flying sword attack was known for her dexterity, she was a true practitioner of Holy Power. All abilities must be stronger than Lin Feng!
how is this possible!
The purple bite of Mengmeng's tiny lips, the moment she stopped her body, the four-handed flying sword appeared again.
Go all out!
The eight-handed Yunmeng Feijian twirled around her, with a hidden image of gossip. call out! call out! call out! call out! The eight-handed flying swords are combined into two circles, one big and one small coming one after another.
"Wow~" Lin Feng's eyes flashed through his eyes, spreading out a layer of unrelenting power in the sea.
Mysterious power flooded the whole body. Lin Bing's 33 needles turned into ice bones spurting cold, twirling at the moment of bright eyes. Each ice Liu needle is covered with a layer of invisible and powerful energy, which is completely different from the previous one.
howl!
A gigantic dragon shining with magical light suddenly appeared, vomiting clouds and mist.
Thirty-three hands of the royal, dragon shape!
"Self-improvement." Lin Feng burst into strength.
Thirty-three iced needles integrated with the power of human cultivation have intensified countless times. The dragon-shaped image in the sky is extremely unbearable. It seems to be alive. Its body is ten times larger. The open blood basin contains the ultimate power. .
boom!
In an instant, the Mengmeng eight-handed flying sword was engulfed.
The momentum is like breaking through bamboo. With the absolute power of crushing and crushing, the cute face is white, looking at the dragon that is approaching in front of you, and it has no resistance. She didn't expect Lin Feng to be so strong, and... just the power of the Holy Power practitioners.
at this time--
"Be careful. Brother Lin!" Ye Xia, who had been waiting, finally shot.
"Higher illusion-Hundred Fantasy Sprite Realm." Ye Xia's left eye turns into a red hook eye pupil, the right eye turns into a green hook eye pupil, the middle of the eyebrow is depressed at the center of the hall, and a mark that intersects like a Tai Chi is red and green. bright.
Tianpu pupil.
Compared with the 33rd continent, Ye Xia not only cultivated for promotion, but also strengthened Tian Tian Pu Tong.
Such as the energy contained in the parrot pupil today. Very powerful.
Last time, Lin Feng was directly swallowed by the illusion without resistance, but this time...
"Broken." Lin Feng sipped.
Seeing all directions, listening to all directions. He is one enemy and two, but how can he not guard against Ye Xia. Ye Xia's attainment of fantasy is extremely high. If you are inadvertently likely to be successful, even if you have not fallen into fantasy, the delay time has already been changed suddenly.
The majestic man's repair force exploded.
Lin Feng broke the Ye Xia illusion with the power condensed by his self-cultivation, and suppressed his absolute strength.
Not even giving him the chance to swallow.
"Peng!" Lin Feng's counterattack was so sharp, the collision of his direct will made Ye Xia's head buzz, and the Holy Power collapsed.
…
Victory!
In the practice room, the three Lin Feng still stood, but their expressions were different at the moment.
Ye Xiayang was lying on the ground, her head was full of sweat, tired and speechless; Meng Meng looked at Lin Feng with complex eyes, and the eight-handed flying sword was suspended in the air, but no longer had any intention of war. She was convinced this time.
Lin Feng's strength is far above her.
"This is the power of Tianxuexiu..." Mengmeng envied in her heart.
Koono also said to her that the best way to greatly increase her combat power is to comprehend Tianxu Xiu, and wait for the military to gain the recognition of the source energy. But she had no way out, until this time with Lin Feng, Mengmeng was really determined at this moment.
A saintly force practitioner who does not have celestial cultivation is not a true saintly force practitioner at all.
"I want to get self-satisfied too!" Ye Xia was even more eager.
He used Lin Feng as an object of worship.
"People worry about nine ways, no matter which one is the same. The key is whether they are suitable for themselves." Lin Feng said to Ye Xia. In his opinion, Ye Xia's simple mind is not suitable for self-cultivation, but for self-cultivation or self-cultivation. It's true and kind-hearted~EbookFREE.me~ But Ye Xia decides how to go.
Helping him decide for himself is not so good.
"Well, Brother Lin." Ye Xia obeyed Lin Feng's words.
Lin Feng nodded with a smile.
I glanced at Mengmeng and didn't speak again. I knew that Mengmeng's current psychological fluctuations, but this can only depend on her. If even this setback can't bear it, even if you pass this level, Mengmeng's future achievements will not be. Too high.
As for myself...
The greatest benefit of self-cultivation is not the improvement of combat power, but—
"Within half a month, my true dragon star will be able to cross into Nirvana."
"Enter the sanctification period!"
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(Thank goodness, my daughter finally got a fever... The little ones are tired and paralyzed these days. They lost five pounds a week, and shouted, not to mention false, and they will recover three more tomorrow) (to be continued.)