"The angry hair is rushing to the crown, and the rain stops when you are on the railing."

As the solemn sound fell, Lin Feng took a step forward, with a sharp sword intent on his body. His palm fell and he descended on the first war drum. In an instant, the war drum turned into powder and disappeared without a trace, clean.

With just one blow, the eyes of the crowd trembled, such a sharp sword intent.

"Looking up, looking up at the sky, roaring with a strong heart."

The loud voice trembled the eardrums, causing the crowd to create one of the pictures. The hero held a sword and stood in the battlefield, furiously rushing to the sky and roaring.

"Boom!"

The second war drum is annihilated, without a trace.

"Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moon."

"Don't wait, the young man's head is gone, and he is so sad!"

Lin Feng's voice was still the same, and the words were spoken, and the war drums roared and burst. In a blink of an eye, the war drums in front of Lin Feng had already exploded on all sides.

The voice was still being held, Lin Feng kept walking, his voice became more and more high and full of passion.

"The shame of breaking the blade is still not yet gone."

"When will the hatred of the minister be destroyed?"

"Step across the iron cavalry and break through the Helan Mountain Palace!"

"Boom!" The fifth side of the war drum burst and was obscured in the space.

At this time, the sword intent on Lin Feng's body, Lingyun Tiandi, merged everything with the ambitions in his mouth, as if he wanted to destroy Jiuxiao.

At the same time, an extremely surging trend, an unstoppable sword force continued to spread from Lin Feng, covering everyone in the space.

"I am determined to eat barbarian meat when I am hungry, and laugh at me and drink thirst and rub my blood when I drink."

Lin Feng's palm transformed into a sharp sword, and the surging momentum of the carrier easily smashed the sixth-sided war drum, which made the crowd's heart tremble. It was already the sixth-sided war drum.

"When I start over, I clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky and the quid!"

The extremely arrogant sound of arrogance filled the sky. The arrogant young man had endless sword light burning. He hit him with a palm, or fell down with a sword, and the dazzling white light flashed. The seventh-side war drum was like shredded paper, passing by the wind, disappearing invisible.

At this time, Lin Feng's movements finally stopped. His clothes and long hair fluttered in the air, unruly and frivolous in the world. His shocking voice still echoed in the space and could not be extinguished, trembling in the minds of the crowd.

"The angry hair is rushing to the crown, and the rain stops when you are on the railing."

"Looking up, looking up at the sky, roaring with a strong heart."

"Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moon."

"Don't wait, the young man's head is gone, and he is so sad!"

"The shame of breaking the blade is still not yet gone."

"When will the hatred of the minister be destroyed?"

"Step across the iron cavalry and break through the Helan Mountain Palace!"

"I am determined to eat barbarian meat when I am hungry, and laugh at me and drink thirst and rub my blood when I drink."

"When you stop, clean up the old mountains and rivers and go to the sky!"

What aspiring and passionate singing, this is the true ambition and heroic passion.

Compared with this song, the tune that Yue Tianchen just sang was indeed too unremarkable. Just as Lin Feng said, the tricks of being scattered are inappropriate and nonsense.

The soldiers all had solemn eyes and stood steadily in their original positions. A stream of blood was burning in their chests.

"well!"

Duan Wuya stood up, with a sharp look in his eyes. Such a shocking "singing" was so rare that it actually came from a young man's mouth.

Compared with Lin Feng, Yue Tianchen’s so-called talent is not worth mentioning. At this moment, he feels a bit like a jumping clown, in order to please Duan Xinye.

Lin Feng is called manly and heroic passion.

Duan Xinye's beautiful eyes kept flashing, and when she looked at Lin Feng's eyes, Lin Feng could sing such a trembling song.

The people from the Snow Moon Holy Academy and the people from Tianyi Academy were all silent. Looking at the boastful young man, the scene of Lin Feng singing with his sword and stepping through everything was still floating in his mind.

At this time, only Yue Tianchen looked extremely ugly. He lost, so completely.

He lost in terms of strength and talent, and was a mess.

Needless to say, in terms of talent, although he and Lin Feng both beat the seven-sided war drums and used one breath, Lin Feng's singing was longer and higher, more infectious than him, more shocking, and naturally more difficult. Moreover, all the war drums that Lin Feng beat were not broken, but completely turned into powder, and disappeared into invisible under his sharp sword intent, even the seventh-sided war drums were like this.

In this way, the victory and defeat are clear at a glance. His Yue Tianchen was still high not long ago, but now he is defeated.

I still remember the words that humiliated Lin Feng, but Lin Feng slapped him hard with his actions.

Moreover, what Yue Tianchen couldn't bear was that Duan Xinye's beautiful eyes were staring at Lin Feng at this moment, clearly releasing a hint of brilliantness, unlike the kind of polite smiles of others. Obviously, Duan Xinye was also a little impressed by Lin Feng. This was something Yue Tianchen did not allow. Duan Xinye must become his wife.

A beautiful woman with the power of the sealed door blood flowing in her body is determined to win. In the Kingdom of Snow and Moon, only his moon and heaven can be worthy of Duan Xinye.
Chapter completed!