Chapter 121: Bloody

C_t; "Cold and bloody?"
Whether it is Ziyun, Yunmeng, or Lingqing is a glimpse, a bit inexplicable, but when they turn around, Ling Feng has fallen on the platform. . Update is fast.
In the third game, Ling Feng confronted the dragon!
"The strength of the dragon is too strong, I am afraid that Lingfeng has no chance." Yunmeng Liuyemei started, and did not hope for Lingfeng.
"Master, it seems to be a four-level martial artist, you can defeat the eight-level martial arts, even if it is defeated, our alchemy ‘door’ can come here, it is enough.

Purple rhyme smiles sweetly.
"Small wind, I should have not done my best..."
Ling Qing whispered a word, she knows the most about Ling Feng, at least Ling Feng defeated Zi Rui's means, has not been used, that light, very incomprehensible, so far she did not understand.
"The alchemy ‘door’ master, who rivals the eight-level martial artist, wants to fight with one of the three masters of Mo Yunzong, that is to send.

Everyone at Lingwu College is shaking their heads and smiling.
In their eyes, Ling Feng is equivalent to Jiang Yu, although some people have thought that Ling Feng once defeated Zi Rui, but the latter is only a four-level martial artist, there is no comparable ‘sex.
The dragons are invincible, even Wang Qiushui is defeated. The nine-level martial arts represent the peak strength of the two forces. In comparison, Lingfeng is too weak.
The third war has not yet begun, it has already "finished".
"Oh, the alchemy ‘door’ has come to join in the fun, and the dragon brother is sure to win.

"It is said that the alchemy ‘door’ master, but let me Mo Yunzong be very embarrassed, how to let him remember this battle well.

"There is a head to come."
......
Mo Yunzong's disciples have been talking about each other, and their mouths have raised their smirk. They hate Ling Feng, and they have been arrogant and arrogant. Mo Yunzong has been beaten very fiercely, too tragic and terrible.
Defeating Han Tian is awesome. Some people are not comparable to him. Since it is an alchemy teacher, then honestly roll back to the alchemy ‘door’, don’t join in the fun.
"Long Yao brother, please help us teach the Ling Feng."
Jiang family and Han family are full of anger, and hope that Long Hao can make a head for them.
"Yep!"
Long Hao nodded, his eyes also contained cold light, and the latter's talent made him all embarrassed. If he let Ling Feng grow up, it would become the enemy of Mo Yunzong.
In this battle, he can't kill Ling Feng, but if he can destroy the confidence of the latter, the blow to Ling Feng is undoubtedly huge, and even he can make him stagnate and drown. [Look at the latest chapter of the book, please go to the Marshmallow novel website www.mianhuatang.cc]
Therefore, this battle must be beaten!
"Dragon, I can't see through the Lingfeng, you should be careful." Shui Linglong came over and whispered.
"Oh, a four-level martial artist, can you still fight five levels?"
Long Hao smiled and walked onto the battle platform.
For Ling Feng, he did not have too many taboos, but with the reminder of Shuilinglong, he was more cautious.
"What do you want?"
When he had just stood still, he put on a cool posture, but Ling Feng made his forehead jump straight and almost ran away.
This is still the sentence, still mad at people!
"Ling Feng, are you trying to die?"
The dragon 昊 昊 的 , , , , , , 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟
"Long month is your brother?"
Ling Feng suddenly asked with a smile.
"Yes, what about that?"
Long Hao slightly glimpsed, the eyes flashed a cold man, he could not keep up with Ling Feng's thinking, before he was violent, how suddenly he asked Longyue?
Don't say him, it's the moon, and everyone around you is inexplicable.
"Come on!"
Ling Feng hooked his finger at the dragon, and his eyes were slightly stunned, but he could fall into the eyes of the dragon. That is the cold irony of Sen, which made him angry.
"This is your own death!"
The dragon screamed, and he instantly smashed the past. The trenches turned into a streamer, and the thorns of the wind, he showed his body, such as a wind, in the blink of an eye, he killed Ling Feng.
"Oh, is it faster than me?"
Ling Feng sneered, his footsteps were wrong, the situation was like lightning, and then he punched a punch.
"Boom"
This punch is too fast, and the pursuit of the wind is not comparable to the mysterious body. After the wind, the first hit, a punch hit the dragon's nose, the latter flew out, and the bridge of the nose was broken. Yin Hong’s blood is constantly ejected.
"Huh"
The wind is so loud that everyone is stunned. What is the dragonfly that is hit by a punch? Is it really a dragon?
All this happened in the blink of an eye. The excited smiles of Mo Yunzong’s disciples, when they have not yet fallen, are broken, and they just flew out with a fist.
"That kind of speed is too fast. At the beginning, Han Tian had suffered a big loss."

Ling Feng should have a level of
door
.

People’s mouths have been smashed a few times. Obviously, the speed of the latter is indeed a headache, and even the dragons are not.
"The speed of horror is really exciting!"
Shui Linglong's eyes are brilliant, and the speed is no less than him, which makes him full of war.
"Are you looking for abuse?" Ling Feng indifferent.
"Your speed is really fast, but this can't decide the win or loss of the battle, you are still too weak!"
Long Hao wiped the blood from his face and climbed up in an instant. His eyes looked like a fire.
He stared fiercely at Ling Feng, and if the eyes could kill, Ling Feng had already died countless times.
"It is true that speed is not the key to winning, but at least you can beat you."
When the voice fell, Ling Feng rushed out and punched again.
"kill!"
Long Hao cold drink, eight martial arts air enveloped the whole body, he also showed his body, fast dodge, and at the same time stabbed Ling Feng.
"嗖"
Ling Feng flashed past, and then punched on the dragon's left shoulder, the latter hit a shackle, the body of the eight martial arts airflow also collapsed.
However, he was not injured.
As Long Hao said, speed is not the key to winning or losing. When a person's strength is strong enough to crush the latter, the speed has lost its effect.
His face 'color' is very cold, like a piece of ice. Even if Ling Feng hits him ten punches, he can easily block it, and with a glimpse, he can pierce the wind.
The most basic and most crucial decision to win or lose is still strength, the most powerful force!
"How proud?"
Ling Feng glanced at the dragon scorpion, and then killed the past. He cast the chasing step to the limit, and it was so amazing that he smashed the fist with one punch and another, making the dragon's face a big change in the face's color. Dodge all the way, the eight martial arts airflow enveloped the whole body.
"Boom"
However, he defended two punches, but he followed him and flew. His left cheek was punched and instantly swollen, looking like a ‘meat’ buns.
Undoubtedly, Ling Feng displayed a hegemony, but also used the silver treasure, the eight-level martial arts airflow is also unstoppable.
"Ling Feng, I want to make you a pig!"
Long Hao was completely angry. He fluttered and flew, and the low martial arts airflow rushed out and floated on him.
Nine-level martial arts!
At this moment, Long Yao did not keep his hands, and the mad scorpion smashed out, and the Daoli blade rolled out, with a snoring, and killed Ling Feng.
"Is it finally hidden?"
Ling Feng sneered a sigh, four golden blood flames, also flew out, turned into a fierce punch, greeted up.
"boom"
The battle platform slammed into a shock, and Ling Feng strode backwards. The four golden blood flames were dimmed. The nine-level martial artists were indeed not comparable to the eight-level martial artists.
What's more, at the moment, the dragon 昊 also displayed the madness 诀reads;
"However, except for speed, you are not my opponent at all!"
Long Hao sneered, the shot was even more fierce, and the trenches turned into a residual image, covering the surrounding winds, and ‘force’ he had to fight.
"Longyan knife!"
The next moment, Ling Feng's palms flew out a golden blood knife and struggled to survive.
"卡擦" "卡擦"
For a moment, the handle of a handle was smashed, and the knife was too powerful. Even the dragons lost their faintness.
"when"
However, he still ruthlessly killed the past, a muffled sound, Ling Feng snorted, Longyan knife was crushed, his arm was drawn a blood.
Obviously, the four golden blood flames are difficult to compare with the nine-level martial arts.
"Is this your strength?"
The dragon is indifferent, the hand is treacherous, and the face is faintly ridiculous. The latter's talent is indeed very strong, but now it is not his opponent, then, only one defeat.
"Nine-level martial artists, it is a bit tricky!"
Ling Feng smiled a bit.
"Oh, the alchemy ‘door’ master, how can you go back to alchemy?

"That is, the battle between the warriors, you are not qualified." Mo Yunzong disciple sneered.
"Damn, dare to ridicule my alchemy ‘door’ disciple!

Yun Meng was so angry that she even bite her teeth, although she also wants to pick up Ling’s and pick him up, but she definitely does not allow others to bully her disciples.
"Small wind, is it really going to be defeated?"
Ling Qing wrinkled a pretty look, always feel that Ling Feng should have a back hand.
"Why, do you want to force me?"
Slowly, Ling Feng raised his head, his eyes sparkled with cold light, and the blood of the battle was completely boiling.
At this moment, a powerful force suddenly emerged from his dantian, and the fifth golden blood flame finally flew out.
This is the real strength of Ling Feng!
On that day, he broke through Jin Xuanshi and Ling Dan, not a four-level martial artist, but a five-level!
Under the strong fighting power of Long Hao, he finally used the strongest golden blood flame, which nobody thought of. Therefore, everyone was stunned, and even Mo Yunzong was shouting and sneering. All come to an end.
The four-level martial arts can defeat the eight-level martial arts, then, the five-level martial arts?
What's more, the most touching thing is that Ling Feng is like a bottomless 'hole'. When everyone thinks that he will lose, he will display a higher level of power. The ghost knows what level he has reached. ?
"Oh, the five-level martial arts is your strongest strength, but I still can't see you!" Shui Linglong has already set off his eyes.
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