"Boring!"
"This is not how you play with swords!"
Lin Feng shook his head and snapped his fingers at the swords around him.
Those sword shadows dissipated instantly, and the long swords fell to the ground one after another, making crackling sounds.
Saw this scene.
Many disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect panicked and hurriedly pinched their sword fingers to call out their swords, but the swords were all lying on the ground without any reaction.
"Snapped!!!"
There was a muffled sound.
This time, three strong men died directly, and among them there was a strong man in the martial soul realm!
The blood mist fell like rain, falling to the ground, and blood flowed into a river...
"Two thousand eight hundred. Twenty-five minutes."
Lin Feng continued to speak. He looked at the Qingcheng Sword Sect and said calmly:
"Do you want to all die here today?"
"you…"
Wu Kuang's heart was so frightened that he was speechless for a moment!
How to fight this?
Led by him, the Qingcheng Sword Formation was easily broken by Lin Feng...
He thought of what the woman in black said last night. Is it true that only the master of the sect arrives to deal with Lin Feng?
Chen Beixuan looked yearning.
Is this the strength of a cultivator?
And at this moment,
"Ta-ta-ta~"
There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards,
An old man walking on crutches, with an old face but extremely sharp eyes walked in.
The old man scanned the audience with indifferent eyes and asked:
"Who is Lin Feng?"
"I am, who are you?"
Lin Feng asked with interest.
"Lin Feng killed more than a dozen people from the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce. The gun king Chen Zi'ang was specially ordered to kill Lin Feng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly straightened his rickety back, and the terrifying gunfire burst out from the crutch in his hand, making the tables and chairs around him creak.
next moment.
"Wow~"
That seemingly ordinary crutch turned into a shining silver gun!
The old man has an upright figure, holding a silver gun, and his hair is like silver snow. He is dancing in the wind, just like the unparalleled god of war descending to earth!
"Yin~"
The spear in his hand actually made bursts of dragon roaring sounds, as if he was holding not a gun but a silver dragon!
And saw this scene.
Everyone in the venue took a breath of air and looked horrified.
"It turns out to be the gun king Chen Zi'ang who is ranked 831 on the Xia List! Hasn't he been hiding in the world for a long time? How could he avenge the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce?"
"This person already entered the 831st position on the Summer Ranking thirty years ago, and now his strength is probably even more unfathomable!"
"Oops! Why is this Chen Zi'ang here at this time?"
Yaochen, Yaoyan, Huangmei Taoist, Zhao Wuji and others all spoke out.
Chen Beixuan was silent, but secretly clenched the Long Yun Sword in his hand, planning to use his Ten Thousand Swords Art as soon as Lin Feng was defeated!
Compared with Chen Beixuan and others, Wu Kuang, Zhang Miao and others were trembling with excitement!
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment,
Such a powerful reinforcement unexpectedly arrived!
This is simply God helping me!
"Lin Feng, for the sake of being a person, please kneel down and repent. I will leave your whole body intact!"
Chen Ziang pointed his gun at Lin Feng and said coldly.
"Have you brought the spirit stone?"
Lin Feng asked.
"Spiritual stone?"
Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said:
"Lingshi, I never want that stuff!"
"Then you can go die!"
Lin Feng didn't hesitate when he heard this, and slapped his hand in the air. The palm grew countless times in mid-air, as if it was going to cover the sky and the sun!
"It's a small skill, look at my spear like a dragon!"
Chen Zi'ang sneered and pointed his gun directly. The gun energy turned into a silver dragon and rushed towards Lin Feng's big hand.
"Boom boom boom!"
In full view of everyone,
Lin Feng's big hand and the silver dragon collided instantly, making a roaring sound.
next moment.
"boom!"
His big hand easily smashed the silver dragon, pushed him invincibly, and turned Chen Zi'ang into a ball of blood mist.
…
Quiet!
Extremely quiet…
When everyone in the field saw this scene, they immediately fell into a state of sluggishness.
a slap!
It was still just a slap, and he killed the gun king Chen Ziang. It seemed that no one could stop Lin Feng's second move...
"Ten minutes left!"
At this time, Lin Feng's faint voice broke the calm in the field.
"So fast, you just had twenty-five minutes!"
A Qingcheng Sword Sect disciple said loudly.
"Snapped!"
Lin Feng slapped this person into blood mist, and then said calmly:
"Whatever I say is what I say. Anyone who talks back to me will die!"
"you…."
Supreme Elder Wu Kuang looked pale, and felt that his whole heart was cold, as if he had been poured from head to toe by a basin of ice water in the middle of winter!
Who is this Lin Feng!
How could there be such a strong young man in today’s martial arts world!
Even the sect leaders of some hidden sects are no match for this person, right?
"Too...the Supreme Elder, I...should we...give him the spirit stone?"
Another martial soul expert from the Qingcheng Sword Sect said in a trembling voice.
He never thought that one day he would be so scared that his lips would tremble.
When everyone in the audience saw his frightening look, no one would laugh at him, because if it were them at this moment, they would probably be no better than this martial soul powerhouse.
"Lin Feng, 2,300 spirit stones, right? I can give them to you."
Wu Kuang also gave in.
"It's not enough now, we have to add more money, 3,300 yuan."
Lin Feng said lightly.
"you…"
"You want to talk back to me?"
Lin Feng interrupted Wu Kuang coldly.
"How could that be? How could I talk back to you? I think the number of three thousand three hundred spiritual stones is just right. You are very thoughtful."
Wu Kuang's heart tightened and a smile appeared on his face.
"Really? I think the number 6666 is better."
Lin Feng said.
Wu Kuang's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he wished he could slap himself.
And just then.
A middle-aged man in blue shirt walked in quickly and said with a smile:
"Little friend Lin, how about showing mercy to others?"
Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.
Wu Kuang and others looked overjoyed and said loudly:
"Welcome to the master!"
"Welcome to the master!"
"Welcome to the master!"
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