Peerless Martial God Chapter 1198: Sword Emperor Road

When Lin Feng came to Sword Pavilion, it was found that the old man of Sword Pavilion, already, opened the door of Sword Pavilion and waited around giant sword. It seemed that he was deliberately waiting for the arrival of Lin Feng here.

After seeing this scene, Lin Feng's look still kept calm, pulling Meng Qing's hand to step forward, but Meng Qing saw this scene apparently stunned. For that day, Lin Feng appeared together with the strong Sword Pavilion strong, in her mind Quite shocked, and now people who saw Sword Pavilion now treat Lin Feng with respect and respect, and they are even more curious.

At the same time, when the Sword Pavilion strong men saw Meng Qing, they also stunned. The sword of the ancestors brought a woman back?

"Young Master!" At this time, the old man headed by Sword Pavilion bowed to Lin Feng. The others suddenly resisted curiosity, bowed slightly, and shouted Young Master respectfully.

Lin Feng nodded calmly, with a pride of Wu Tian on his body, and walked straight towards it.

"Young Master, is she?" The Sword Pavilion strong man asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng eyesight flashed, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts moved. Secret Sword turned into a splendid light and shot towards the Sword Pavilion strongman. Intent of thunder, Intent of space, Intent of wind, and flame. Intent blooms at the same time, terrifying.

"Boom!" The man shivered fiercely in his mind, his face was so shocked, he raised his hand to block Jianwei, but his body fell down, respectfully: "Young Master forgive me!"

"Ancestral sword power, this is the ancestor sword power!" The other ancestors showed a frenetic look on their faces. The ancestor sword power appeared on the Lin Feng. They seemed to see the ancestor Wu Tian sword Emperor when they were young. It looks like the old form of the ancestors in the legend!

"I said, since then, I have my own life for Lin Feng, and I am not allowed to talk about it anymore!" Lin Feng voice is cold, full of endless anger, and the power of Wu Tian blooms However, although it is not powerful for the old man, it is enough to make him mad.

"The old slave will never dare to ask questions about Young Master in the future." The man's head almost fell to the ground. Seeing that Lin Feng cultivation stepped into Tian Qi at this moment, there was such a terrifying sword power. He was even more convinced that Sword Pavilion should be in Lin Feng is reviving in their hands. Where can they dare to have a little bit of opinion? They Sword Pavilion are waiting for the day of revival. already waited for thousands of years!

Lin Feng hummed, thoughts moved, Secret Sword returned, and then continued to pull Meng Qing, indifferently said: "I return to Sword Tomb, everyone is not allowed to follow, and since then, no one around Sword Tomb needs to guard Along. "

Speaking, Lin Feng's figure already stepped into Sword Pavilion, and gradually disappeared. At this moment, he, to Sword Pavilion, is like Spiritual God.

Jian Wu Bei is behind the Sword Pavilion strong men, watching the disappearing back of Lin Feng, biting his teeth slightly. Once upon a time, he determined to revive Sword Pavilion and become supreme sword repair. The glory of Lin Feng at this moment is the glory he once imagined. Everything seems to change because he introduced Lin Feng and others into Sword Tomb. The fate of their Sword Pavilion is changing. Is it good or bad?

Lin Feng naturally doesn't think so much. Since Sword Pavilion used to want him to become a sword slave, now that he enslaves Sword Pavilion is also a cause and effect, and wants him to become a sword slave, but now he is driven by him.

Who is a slave?

Lin Feng came straight to Sword Pavilion Sword Tomb with Meng Qing. It is not a huge palace, a touch of loess spirit, and the old man is still in Sword Pavilion. It seems to be tired. Put the broom on the ground and sit on the broom with his back leaning on his back. On the wall of Sword Tomb, it is quite relaxed.

"Senior!" Lin Feng will no longer have the pride of the moment, but will show a peaceful smile. He is very respectful of the sweeping old man who was gifted to him.

"Come back!" The old man said slackly, then he held his hands on the ground and slowly climbed up. It seemed a bit difficult. Lin Feng stepped forward and lifted the old man, but saw the old man pat the dust on his body and laughed I wrote: "It's getting older, it's not useful anymore, I don't know if Sword Tomb will be buried someday!"

The old man coughed twice, really like a dying sick old man, as if he might fall into the dust at any time.

Holding out my hand and looking at it, it was startling that there was a trace of blood in the palm of the old man, which was just coughing out just now.

This scene makes Lin Feng's face slightly rigid, eyesight reveals a look of astonishment, it really hurts!

Old man, not in disguise!

"Senior ..." Lin Feng has always thought that the old man was in disguise, but at this moment I saw the old man coughing and bleeding. Although there is only a ray, it shows that the old man is really injured, and his strength to the old man In terms of degree, this injury may be scary!

"It's okay, it's been this way for many years!" The old man looked at it freely, smiled casually, and walked towards Sword Tomb.

Lin Feng and Meng Qing followed the old man. When they entered Sword Tomb, the door of Sword Tomb closed automatically, and the old man sat down casually. Lin Feng followed the old man and sat in front of him.

"Is this girl your girlfriend?"

"My wife!" Lin Feng responded.

"Yes, I can marry Xue Linglong as a wife, a blessed person." The old man said casually, but made Lin Feng and Meng Qing look rigid, they looked at each other.

The old man just saw that Meng Qing is exquisite!

"The injuries of the seniors ..." Lin Feng strengthened his speculation, and can see the old man with Meng Qing status at a glance. There is no doubt about the realm of strength, so what a horrible injury made him show such oldness and live in seclusion. In Sword Tomb.

"Just don't worry, already has been for many years." The old man still shook his head.

"Senior, do you see if this is useful?" Lin Feng thought, a pure and jasper-like thing appeared in his hand, as if there was a tear mark on it, filled with intense life spirit.

"Tears of life!" the old man whispered, and then laughed: "City of Destiny got it, good, but it's worse for me. Rarely you have this kind of heart, keep it for yourself!"

"It's worse!" Lin Feng smiled bitterly, and it seemed that the injuries on the old man were indeed too horrible.

"Let me see where your progress is in these City of Destiny days!"

"Huh." Lin Feng nodded slightly, his mind moved slightly, Secret Sword reappeared, and Intent such as thunderbolt was endless. It seemed to be alive, so that the old man's eyes showed a touch of wonder, then nodded: "Well, it can be difficult to do this on a trip to City of Destiny. It must be a lot of pain."

"It seems that raising a sword, to you, there is no problem with already!"

"There is no problem in raising a sword, but it is difficult to find that condition after City of Destiny." Lin Feng recalled Secret Sword. Outside, there was no opportunity like City of Destiny to allow him to make such a terrible breakthrough in a short time.

"There will always be a chance. I still have a set of Wu Tian sword Emperor experience in practicing sword heart in the past. Are you interested?" Don't skip the words. The old man smiled at Lin Feng and said.

Lin Feng shivered, and naturally it was impossible to refuse.

"Because it is the experience of the predecessor of sword Emperor, I am of course willing to learn from it!" Lin Feng replied.

"Okay, I teach it to you." There is a light of flickered in the eyebrow of the old man, which is printed directly into the eyebrow of Lin Feng. Instantly, Lin Feng has a little more memory in his mind.

Quietly feeling the extra memory in my mind, Lin Feng's eyes shoot out the bright swordsman, extremely sharp, as if to pierce the space.

"Earthly washing the heart, the heart is like stopping the water; no sword and no self, one sword in hand, can not Wu Tian!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, exclaimed: "Sword Emperor senior, peerless heaven defying!"

"Do you have any opinions?" Don't skip words. The old man asked Lin Feng.

"Sword Emperor predecessor mortal world refining the sword heart, the heart is like stopping the water, seeking the self without me, as if to let go of everything, however, when a sword is in hand, the world is the only sword, can not be Wu Tian, the sky can be broken, unique style!" The sound of Lin Feng has no flattery. From the heart, the sword heart, the sword soul Absture, can break the world!

"Do you need swordsmanship magical power?" The old man asked.

"No need!" Lin Feng shook his head, eyesight revealed a sharp edge: "Sword Emperor predecessor's Kendo, refining the sword heart, take your own kendo, and now, I do not have the sword Emperor predecessor's absolute superiority on Kendo Qualification, but even if I ca n’t create my own kendo, I can still continue the path of the Emperor predecessor and realize that my swordsmanship magical power is unique! "

Lin Feng said, there seems to be a flash of gods in the eyes, unbridled, unruly, unreliable, sword heart, Wu swordsmanship, his own swordsmanship!

The old man nodded with a smile, Wu Tian sword Emperor, never cultivated his predecessor swordsmanship, ten years of sword maintenance, then tempered the sword heart, took his own kendo, and set a path that was unprecedented.

ps: Passionate at the end of last month. No trace was full of enthusiasm and wanted to show their fists, but everyone seemed to keep the flowers and wait until no trace broke out, so the flowers were worse than the previous one. Half of the same period of the month, such a traceless passion to vanish every day, if the brothers think so, no trace can not see hope at all, what is the meaning of the outbreak? I sincerely ask for flowers once, and it will burst tomorrow. If it is still so cold, then I will give up flowers this month without a trace. I hope everyone understands a warm heart!

(Two more seeking flowers)

(Two more seeking flowers)