Peerless Martial God Chapter 170: Go sword
Yu Jiao's eyes stared at Lin Feng, the charm of eyesight disappeared, but with a hint of surprise.
The spirit released by Lin Feng just now is only Ling Qi Layer Fifth Layer, but I realized that I have control of the sword, and the power is infinite, killing Kecheng in an instant. Although some of Kecheng ignored the enemy and did not put Lin Feng in his eyes, but It cannot be denied that the strength of Lin Feng itself is strong enough to threaten Ling Qi Layer Sixth Layer people.
Yu Jiao's brow frowned slightly. She had never seen Lin Feng, so she just looked down on the other party just now, but because of this disregard, Ke Cheng lost her life.
"Giggle, Zu Ning, Ke Cheng ’s guy is really useless. To such an extent, the Ling Qi Layer Sixth Layer person, even if this guy is a sword forever, is enough to deal with it." After Jiao Jiao smiled, he first pointed out Ke The city is useless and underestimates the enemy, and then tells Zu Ning that Ling Qi Layer Sixth Layer is enough to deal with Lin Feng, and is deliberate.
Zu Ning frowned. Although he also knew Yu Jiao's words were inciting him, but he felt it was true. Even if the Ling Qi Layer Fifth Layer was in control of the sword, was it enough to deal with him?
eyesight flickered is uncertain, Zu Ning dispelled a hint of fear in her heart, and a trace of warfare appeared in her eyes.
"Zu Ning, you won't see Ke Cheng killed, are you afraid?" Yu Jiao's voice was strange, and she said, letting Zuning eyesight stagnate, gritted her teeth and stared at Lin Feng, and said, "How could I possibly Afraid? Ling Qi Layer Fifth Layer, I will take his life. "
A flash of indifferent smile flashed in Lin Feng eyesight, teasing: "Why are you still standing there?"
Zuning saw the indifference and self-confidence of eyesight on Lin Feng, his face was ugly, and his heart moved. Suddenly, behind Zuning, he actually appeared a pair of eyes, suspended in the empty eyes, such as the eyes of a hawk, very sharp , And when these sharp eyes with a hint of illusory meaning appeared, Zuning's eyesight also became amazing.
"Battle Spirit!" Lin Feng eyesight slightly condensed, the eyes behind Zu Ning must be a kind of Battle Spirit, Battle Spirit he has never seen.
But Lin Feng is not too strange. How vast is the Jiuxiao continent, he ca n’t know. Even a Xue Yu (continent) has four Great Emperor countries and nine major countries. He is now only in Xue Yue Country, an ordinary country. He I don't know the number of Battle Spirit.
"A sword thundered." Lin Feng trembled slightly, a sword stabbed, and the thunder exploded.
Zuning's strange eyes stared at Lin Feng's sword, but he stood still. When Lin Feng came to his front, his body was slightly biased. Lin Feng's sword wiped his body. Stabbed.
At the same time, Zu Ning's palm was lifted. At this time, his palm was as amazing as eyes, with a ray of sharp brilliance, buckled directly into the eyes of Lin Feng, the trick was spicy.
Lin Feng The long sword buzzed and turned sideways, but Zuning's body turned against the long sword, and the palm was still moving forward. It seemed to buckle on the head of Lin Feng.
Gently tap the ground, the light glances over, Lin Feng's body floats retreats, and it is a sword. It is cut without hesitation. It is a sword that kills you.
"Don't even touch me with your sword."
A cold voice spit out of Zu Ning's mouth, and he saw his body spin slightly, and the life-threatening sword-mangling passed in front of his eyes, a slight difference, but it could not cause a slight harm to Zu Ning.
"This pair of eyes can clearly see my movements and avoid dodge, which is a bit similar to Tianzhao Battle Spirit."
Lin Feng said secretly in his heart, his spirit gradually became cold, eyesight, ruthless Wu Qing, the gray pupils appeared again.
Looking at the changes of spirit on Lin Feng, Zu Ning's brows frowned. Lin Feng's temperament changed in a near-instantaneous manner, and ruthless Wu Qing became cold, making his heart tremble slightly.
If his eyes are strange, then Lin Feng's eyes at the moment, already cannot be described by a demon, cold, ruthless Wu Qing, not like human eyes.
"Can't I touch you?"
A cold voice spit out of Lin Feng's mouth, and then a chill of cold bones fell on Zuning's body. The sword became sharper, with the spirit destroyed.
"Fighting Sword."
Lin Feng waved a sword, like a phantom, chopped to Zuning.
Zuning snorted coldly, and those dazzling eyes shot a fierce air, his body flickered softly, and the sword fell again.
"Sword of death."
Lin Feng is expressionless, and it is dancing with a sword. The gray meaning of destruction blooms. The coldness of death envelopes Zu Ning, making Zu Ning's body slightly stiff. Even Ling Qi Layer Sixth Layer, dare not connect with Lin Feng. The sword, the swordsman with the sword, has too strong attack power, and must avoid its sharp edge.
The body is transformed into a phantom. Although the sword of death is fast, the trajectory becomes clear under his amazing eyesight, which cannot touch him.
At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were staring at Zuning. The trajectory of Zuning's body fluttering slowly in his pupil, extremely clear.
Lin Feng looks at Zu Ning, just like Zu Ning looks at his sword.
The gray air of destruction is flowing on the long sword. The movement of Lin Feng does not stop for a moment. A sword is swung out, and Zu Ning keeps retreating.
Statistically watching the trajectory of Zuning's body, a corner of Lin Feng's mouth showed a trace of indifference, and he whispered, "It's over."
The calm voice, but with extremely strong self-confidence, made Zu Ning's heart tremble slightly, and then he felt the sudden disappearance of the sword between heaven and earth, and turned into nothingness in an instant.
No coldness, no sharpness, only one sword, very ordinary sword, stabbed at him.
Zuning's strange pupil stared at the sword, with suspicion in eyesight. He wanted to see how the sword ended.
The body trembles, Zu Ning dodges towards the left, and then next, his pupils shrink.
The sword, still in front of him, points to his heart.
The strange eyes released a sharp light, Zu Ning's body once again dodged, eyesight stared at the simple sword, but what shocked Zu Ning was that the sword seemed to The metatarsal worm, as the shadow follows, does not have any deviation, and still points to his heart. What scares Zu Ning is that the sword is closer to his heart.
"How is it possible? How is this possible? My Hawkeye Battle Spirit cannot see the wrong track of the sword."
Zuning's heart began to tremble, and he suddenly discovered that this simple sword was the sword of returning to the true, and the sword of death that killed people.
Looking at the sword getting closer, Zu Ning wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't handle it.
Holding your palms, since you can't avoid it, you can fight there, but at this moment, suddenly, a sharp sharpness of peak blooms, letting Zu Ning's heart twitch fiercely. There was a hint of despair in his eyes. The sharp sword mood was stronger than the sword intent when the endless sword bloomed.
Where is this ordinary sword?
Lin Feng also looks at his sword, and enters the micro, from the potential into the micro, but it should not be just the potential to enhance the attack power.
Into the micro, it is as fine as peak and subtle to the least; it is a small attack, but it contains various changes, including the sword power sword intent and among them; it is every humble sword move, but it has the most powerful attack This is the real micro. From the majestic trend, enter the micro realm.
The eyes recovered, there is no longer apathy ruthless Wu Qing, but a smile with a sense of understanding.
The micro and the potential are like a realm. Some people are more aware of it. Some people are less aware of it. Only when they fully understand the potential can they enter the realm of micro, but the same is true of micro realm. Wanli, at this moment, Lin Feng's understanding of the microcosm is deeper.
"Oh!"
With a soft bang, the long sword in Lin Feng penetrated Zuning's body without any accident and penetrated Zuning's heart. The sword intent contained in the micro-sword instantly destroyed Zuning's internal organs. .
Zu Ning's eyes stared straight, the strange luster dissipated, and he whispered, "I ... well ... regret!"
After speaking, Zu Ning's head was crooked, and there was no life spirit.
Lin Feng was expressionless, the sword was pulled out, Zu Ning's body fell down, and Lin Feng's eyesight landed on Yu Jiao not far away, making Yu Jiao tremble.
ps: I will be home at 3 pm, without a break, and directly code. Today, I will change three times and ask for flowers.