Chapter 1769: Revenge

The parents of Yunqing’s parents are swordsmen and squadrons. They are a rare pair of monks in the Warlord College. With the cultivation of the strong, they are not willing to go outside to open the school, and they are submerged in the War King College. As the elder of the War King College, after the birth of a woman, it is Yunqing.
Two swords repaired, there are countless swords in the Tibetan swords, and Lin Feng stepped into the Tibetan swords. I saw that the bookshelves were neatly arranged. Whether it was paper or jade, the names were engraved on the bookshelf. In different categories, at the same time, on the wall, hanging many ancient swords, although they are all sheathed, but Lin Feng seems to be able to feel the extraordinary.
"Lin Feng, here is the sword code owned by my husband and wife. You can read it at will. Some of you are also free. Although you are not a sword repairer, there are places in the martial arts." Yunfu is facing everyone. Smile said, the chest is wide and very generous.
"Thank you for your predecessors." Lin Feng was grateful for the first time, and the other side wanted to invite the Tibetan Pavilion. This kind of discouragement is something that ordinary people can have.
"You are welcome, my daughter is not a good sword, and it is rare for a friend to have a good sword. If you want to wait and see, why are these swords hidden in this place? It is also buried, why not contribute to the future." Unwittingly laughed.
"Look here, my husband and wife are also bothering you here." Yunfu said to Yunqing: "You come out with me."
Cloud Qinglan revealed a trembling look, and immediately made an expression to Lin Feng, followed her parents out of the Tibetan sword.
Lin Feng walked to the bookshelf and looked at the labels. They were all martial arts gods, water swords, and angry seas; gold swords, Qiankun swords; death swords, boundless wood; all the swords and dazzling eyes, Lin Feng a ministry Seriously look up, these swords are the sword of the law, some swords need a law force from beginning to end, but also some swords, have multiple styles, need several rules to achieve the strongest power, this Those who pioneered the swordsmanship must be extinct, and the palms are multi-laws, and they must be sword repairs, just like him.
"Swords, the sunset is a day." Lin Feng looked at the law of one step, this sword must actually cooperate with the four laws to play the strongest power, the first type, with the power of the law of the earth The force of the people will press down and take the lead; the second type, with the law of fire, spurs the sun, spurs the eyes, and blazes the fire; the third type, the sword of the wind, the law of the wind The power drops from the sky, so that the opponent does not have a breathing space; the fourth type, the fallen sword, is the sword of death.
Four styles of blending, if it can be perfect, use it in one go, it will be stronger than a sword, the next sword superimposes the power of a sword, reaching the last sword, not only has the power of death, but also With the power of the first three, it seems that the four rules meet, with supreme power, if the first three can fully bloom, the fourth sword, the opponent is almost a dead end.
The general outline of the sword, the shape of the sword, the tangible and unintentional, this set of swords is like a split, just the four swords of general power, the general lethality, only to achieve the same meaning, can blend the swords The true law is also integrated into the magical powers, with infinite power.
"It's a very powerful sword, but the conditions are harsh. It is very human." Lin Feng whispered in his heart. To repair this set of swords, you must first understand the artistic conception of the sword. This kind of sword is no longer the point of the past. Sword meaning, but really want to understand the artistic conception of the sword, at the same time, but also need to form the same, and palms four rules, the conditions are extremely harsh, but Lin Feng still secretly remember this set of swords.
How can you play the tyrannical power without the harsh swordsmanship.
Lin Feng continued to look at the swords in the Tibetan swords. Some swords had similarities. They could even try to use different swords. In the end, Lin Feng seemed to be immersed in the Tibetan sword, so that Qing Feng and so on. People don't know if they leave silently.
A few days later, I saw Lin Feng lying on the wall in the Tibetan sword pavilion and sinking into the dream to understand the kendo.
The virtual Yangzhou City, Yunhaizong is among the green peaks, Lin Feng is waving in the palm of his hand, constantly dancing the shape of the sword, one sword and another sword, endless, the surrounding leaves are constantly screaming down, and the shape is cut off.
"Heavy shape is not gravity, heavy meaning is not heavy, shape is intentional, and then force to bloom, in order to play the strongest power." Lin Feng muttered to himself, watching his movements slightly disappointing.
"Shaping is moving, meaning is static; shape is real, meaning is virtual." Lin Feng whispered, and gradually his movements seemed to be slow, like static, like real, finally, with the action of Lin Feng, As soon as the mood spread out, the branches and leaves of Xiao Xiao were swept by the wind, and they fell into suspension, and then they smashed.
"Italian, intentional, sword, can only play its essence." Lin Feng hand back, everything in the void suddenly disappeared, as if nothing has ever been.
Lin Feng looked at his palm, no effort, no usage, but still able to give birth to the mood.
In the Tibetan swords, Yun Qingying looked at Lin Feng lying there, and snorted slightly, this guy actually fell asleep here.
"Lin Feng." Yun Qing moved the arm of Lin Feng, causing Lin Feng's body to tremble slightly, and then his eyes opened slightly. He was a subconscious dream sleep, and it was easy to wake up, but because it was in this Tibetan sword, It is not too precautionary, and the general footsteps will not wake him up.
"You really enjoy it, but I fell asleep here." Yun Qingyu sweared, and looked at Lin Feng silently. "The celebration of the War King Academy is about to begin. Should we go out?"
Lin Feng smiled, then stood up and said: "Go."
Yun Qinglan took Lin Feng and walked outside the fairy palace. This fairyland, a fairy palace stands, showing how terrible the number of strong men at War King College.
There is also a mountain outside the fairy palace. It is said that it is a small world. The old antique characters living in the War King College are some horrible characters.
However, the place could not be easily entered. Through Xianmen, Lin Feng and Yun Qingyi returned to the center of the War King College. Now there seems to be more people walking in the War King College. The ten-year celebration is about to be On the advent, all the martial artists who have been practicing in the field have returned. Lin Feng is on the road and can easily detect that the number of strong people in the college is more, and the median emperor can be seen everywhere.
"There is a performance venue held in the celebration. Many people have already arrived." Yun Qingyi pointed to a playing field in the distance. It seems that there are several separate actors playing in the military. The strong people in different realms, the area where the upper emperor is located, the number is relatively small, and the number of the middle emperor and the lower emperor is quite large, and this is only the strongman who comes first and walks freely.
The Warlord Academy came out from generation to generation, but there are also generations of characters who have entered the college and continue to inherit.
"Lin Feng." In the distance, among the crowds of the next emperor, the Fujian and Taiwan pests stood in a piece and shouted at Lin Feng. Lin Feng stepped up and flicked away.
"Lin Feng?" Passing through the middle of the emperor's martial arts stage, I saw a line of eyes standing there, watching Lin Feng's eyes reveal a touch of cold, so Lin Feng brow slightly squatted, but did not stop.
"Shangyu, already looking for this person, he finally dared to appear." One of them whispered.
"First hide, wait until the celebration reappears, at least in the college, Shangzheng can not kill him, less appearance, naturally less insults." Several people calmly said, watching Lin Feng's gaze The meaning of sympathy, it is said that this person has some background in Wang Tiangu, but the person who abandoned it, but fortunately, is valued by the powerful power of the demon world.
However, this is not the ancient capital of Wangtian, the central city of the Holy City, far from being able to hydrolyze the thirst. Shangyu and Lin Feng are in the War King College. Lin Feng killed the younger brother of Shangyu, how can he let him go.
Although Lin Feng heard them, he had no interest. He came to the front of the Fujianese and other people. He saw that the body of the ring at this moment seemed to be more burly, like a tower, giving a tyrannical pressure.
"You can continue to grow this head." Lin Feng smiled, making the squatting and scratching his head: "It’s all the troubles of the medicine. The strength of my body is slowly erupting. I hope that it will not grow too long. Scary."
"It's already scary." Yun Qing slammed her mouth. She stood in front of the ring, and it was a bit symmetrical.
Yantai’s smile, then said:
Lin Feng, you can see that this War King College is really lively, ten years of celebration, people return, the strong is like a cloud, but unfortunately I am not the protagonist, if it is a few years later, I can Becoming a member of the Wang Tian list, it is wonderful."
"Soon things sooner or later." Lin Feng slammed the arm of the next platform and immediately asked Yun Qingling: "Is it a celebration today?"
"Tomorrow this time." Yun Qingying shook his head.
"Then we will go back to rest first." Lin Feng said, and then the group left the side, and among the crowd behind them, Fuyang and cold summer eyes were cold and cold, revealing a cold light.
"He even dared to appear, we went to inform the merchants, it is best to let him live this celebration." Liyang smashed a cold man in the pupil, and on that day, Lin Feng was humiliated by him on the platform of the squad, he could not forget!