Chapter 48: Still a sword

The time of a musk was soon passed, and the old man announced that after the start of the third round of fighting, the enthusiasm of the crowd immediately burned.
The remaining ten people have six people who are in the realm of Lingwu. The strength of their lives is also extraordinary. Only three people are not very concerned. Therefore, no matter how the war is, the strong confrontation is inevitable.
In the end, there were two battles that attracted extra attention. One was a collision between the strong spirits of the spirit, the autumn 岚, the battle against Lin Hong, and another attractive battle was the ancient Yan, fighting against the dead.
As for the other three battles, there is no meaning. It is estimated that Nalan Feng, Lin Biao and Wen Jiang can directly advance.
The facts are also similar to the crowd's expectations. Nalan Feng and Lin Biao's opponents directly admit defeat. Wen Jiang's opponent is sealed. Although he has worked hard, the seal is still only three strokes in Wenjiang's hands. It was bombarded with the battle platform, and Wenjiang did not use all the power, and the gap between the spirit and the environment was irreparable.
This time on the main battle platform is Qiu Jin and Lin Hong, they are the protagonists of this round of fighting.
On the North War, the cold and cold eyes of Lin Yan fell on Lin Feng's body, and the murderousness was released outside the body. It was really clever. He actually met Lin Feng. As long as Lin Feng dared to fight, he must let Lin Feng die to report the ancient green. The hatred of being killed.
"If you don't dare to fight, just go down and don't lose the face of the warrior." The ancient face of the face is ridiculous and the voice is harsh.
Lin Feng is still standing calmly, indifferent: "You don't need to provoke me, rest assured, I will give you the opportunity to avenge."
"Hey." Gu Yan heard Lin Feng's words and smiled. He really used words to stimulate Lin Feng, let Lin Feng fight with him. I didn't expect Lin Feng to see it, but still have to fight.
"Foolish guy, I will let you understand what Lingwu realm, the gap, can not be made up." Gu Yan heart sneer, not even released Wuhun, he is afraid that the release of Wuhun will make Lin Feng scared, afraid to fight again.
When the footsteps were lifted, Gu Yan went to Lin Feng. When there were only ten steps left from Lin Feng, his footsteps suddenly trembled, and the palm of his hand was smashed, and the actual palm prints attacked Lin Feng. I saw this moment. Lin Feng, has been covered by endless palm prints, from the direction of ancient inflammation, even can not see Lin Feng's people.
"The person who dares to move my ancient family is to find death by yourself." Gu Yan was violently screaming, with a huge sky-printing, banging to the front of Lin Feng, even if Lin Feng could withstand those palm prints, he would kill A blow will still require Lin Feng's life. Since he started, he will not allow Lin Feng to live. Otherwise, the face of his first day will be placed.
The overwhelming palm prints will fall on Lin Feng's body, and Gu Yan's mouth has even revealed a cruel smile.
However, at this moment, the brilliance of the brilliance was the same as before, and the flashing of the sky was directly torn apart, and there were cracks in the strips, as if they might break at any time.
"Death." Gu Yan was not moved, and he screamed. The palm of the tyrannical tyrant was printed directly on the palm prints that were about to split. The power of the mountains and the sea went forward. This blow is enough to obliterate all the anger. The people of Wujing.
"not necessarily."
"Booming."
The calm and indifferent voice came, and a sword of incomparable tyrants tore everything, and the palm prints collapsed and collapsed in an instant, turning into countless pieces, scattered with the wind, as long as a sword light, we must fight against the heavens and the earth.
"Lingwu realm." Gu Yan's face was pale, how did he not think that Lin Feng hides his strength.
The sword light is cold and cold, and the sword is smashed with destruction, destroying everything that blocks the thing in front.
The swordsman is invincible and omnipotent.
"Not good." Gu Qing was shocked and stood up from his seat. However, everything was already late. Gu Yan had been plotting to kill Lin Feng. This attack did not leave any room for himself. At this moment, he It is impossible to counterattack, let alone resist the sword of Lin Feng.
A blood arrow was shot from the ancient pharyngeal throat, and the ancient inflammation of the Lingwu realm was degraded.
This is also the only one who will be carried out until now.
At this moment, everyone in the ancient family stood up, looked at the scene in front of them with desperation and despair, and looked at the best children of the ancient family and fell on the stage.
"I want you to die." Gu Qing shouted, shaking the eardrum of the crowd.
Nalanxiong frowned and said: "The ancient master, you are letting go, don't forget that this is the Yangzhou City."
Gu Qing looked a stagnation, looked at Nalanxiong, and finally refused to scream, then sat down.
However, from the sight of Gu Qing staring at Lin Feng, it is impossible for him to let Lin Feng go.
"What, Gu Yan was killed by killing, is still just a sword?" Many people were still watching the battle between Qiu Jin and Lin Hong, suddenly awakened by Nalan Xiong's violent sound, seeing the ancient corpse on the ground. Can not help but look dull.
"Damn, how do I go to see the battle of Qiu Jin, leading to missed here, the ancient inflammation."
Many people began to regret it. They sighed and missed the wonderful battle. They obviously didn’t think that there would be such a shocking battle here. The strongmen of Lingwujing were wiped out, and they were captured by the newly emerged mysterious powerhouse. Killed.
"We all look away, and he is also a martial artist in the realm of Lingwu. It is powerful and powerful enough to enter the top five or even higher."
Not only the crowd, but at this time, Nalan Xiong also looked at Lin Feng’s back from the battlefield. Qi Wujing’s martial arts is a sword. Ling Wujing’s martial arts is still a sword. The strength of this guy is so strong. Even he could not see through.
At this time, another battle also broke the victory and defeat, Qiu Jin, defeated Lin Hong, and now, the five strong players who advanced to the next round, all appeared.
Nalan Feng, Lin Biao, Wen Jiang, Qiu Qi, life-threatening!
Still, there are no family forces. The rest of the people here have the most people. There are two people in autumn and death. The ancient family, one person is not left, and the two most talented children are also killed by Lin Feng.
After taking a fragrant time, the old man went to the main battle platform.
"In the fourth round, Lin Biao was in the air, Nalan Feng was fighting against Wen Jiang, and Qiu Jin was fighting against the battle."
The crowd was in a state of excitement and finally reached the final showdown. Nalanfeng’s strength is self-evident. Wenjiang is a dual-martial martial arts. The realm is even higher than Nalanfeng and Lin Biao. The battle between the two is bound to be thrilling. .
There is another battle. The battle is like a broken bamboo. Three swords kill three people. In the fourth round, what kind of collision will happen between him and Qiu Jin.
This time, the two battles were successively carried out, and they were not carried out at the same time, and they all played against each other on the main battle platform.
First of all, it is Nalan Feng and Wen Jiang.
"Wenjiang, you are good, but it will not be my opponent, admit defeat." Nalan Feng is very proud, like a princess, arrogant.
"Hey, my realm is higher than you, and I admit defeat, it should be that you are Nalan Feng." Wenjiang speech rebutted.
"There is nothing in the air." Nalan phoenix screamed coldly, and the martial arts released. Suddenly behind her, the martial arts of the gods emerged, but the shocking thing was that the martial arts soul behind Nalan feng was killed by Lin Feng. The Nalan Chen Wu soul is different. Nalan Feng’s martial spirit is actually golden, with an invincible golden glow.
"The arm of the martial arts, as long as the golden arm of the gods, can be called the perfect arm of the martial arts." Nalanxiong mouth reveals a smile, for centuries, only Nalan Feng, awakened the most pure arm soul.
"It is the princess of Yangzhou City. The arm of Wuhun is golden, and he is overbearing."
The crowd trembled and his face moved.
Wen Jiang is not willing to show weakness, but also releases the Wuhun. Behind him, there is an illusory river, the waves are constantly flowing, and the water is flowing. This is the martial art of the Wen family.
"The world is really nothing." Lin Feng saw the sorrow of the two people sigh, the arm of God, can become a martial arts, but also golden, rivers, is also a kind of martial arts.
Wuhun, a thousand strange, can not imagine.
Looked at Lin Biao, if he did not anticipate the mistake, this battle Nalan Feng will win, and the next round is directly round, that is to say, the next round, will be defeated by Qiu Jin, against Lin Biao.