All sharp eyes fell on Lin Feng.

Especially in the direction of the Xueyue Holy Academy, a killing intention appeared in the eyes of Mr. Dapeng and Mr. Luoxue.

Duan Tianlang's face was even colder, and he was bitingly cold.

Today's Tianlang King has long lost his former style. His black silk on his head turned into white hair, full of desolate and vicissitudes, and it seems to have become much older. But if you look at his eyes, you will find that Duan Tianlang's eyes are even sharper and more severe and extremely cold.

Duan Tianlang's cultivation is even more powerful than before!

Lin Feng, he only looked at Duan Tianlang's eyes and knew that the other party had not spent this period of time in vain and had actually improved a lot of cultivation.

What Lin Feng didn't know was that after he wiped Duan Han, Duan Tianlang's black silk turned into white hair. From then on, he rarely involved in the affairs of the Snow Moon Holy Academy and practiced wholeheartedly. He killed Lin Feng one day and killed his son Duan Han, one day, and revenge his son Duan Han.

Lin Feng's words, Duan Tianlang, was incompetent in his children, made Duan Tianlang instantly feel endless resentment and murderous aura, and pounced on Lin Feng, causing the bamboo raft to shake unsteadily in the Xiangjiang River.

"Lin Feng, you will soon regret everything you have done. Kneel in front of us to repent for everything you have done." Chu Zhanpeng's voice was cold and his face was arrogant. Today will be Lin Feng's end. See how long can he laugh?

"Two years ago, you went to my Yunhai Sect to ask for someone. At that time, you wanted my life. You are one of the eight masters. At that time, I was a weak man in the martial arts realm. Have I ever feared you? Now, two years have passed, and I have gone from Qiwu realm to my current cultivation level in the Xuanwu realm. And you have only improved such a pitiful cultivation level and are content to say that I will kneel down to repent. The eight masters are ridiculous and sad."

Lin Feng's sarcasm made the crowd's heart tremble. It turned out that Chu Zhanpeng and Lin Feng had met two years ago and had grudges. At that time, Chu Zhanpeng was already one of the eight young masters, and Lin Feng was so talented that Lin Feng was in the martial arts realm. I'm afraid that in Chu Zhanpeng's eyes, Lin Feng was a complete ants.

"Two years, from Qiwu Realm to Xuanwu Realm, what a terrible talent."

The crowd sighed in their hearts that few of them knew that this genius young man with dazzling snow and moon was weaker than most of them in two years.

Compared with Lin Feng, Chu Zhanpeng, who was already the eight masters back then, had his cultivation level improved, but everyone also understood that the higher his cultivation level, the more difficult it was to improve his cultivation level. Every time he crossed a level, it was a leap.

"Senior brother, his cultivation speed seems to be much faster than you!"

In the void, beside Ling Tian, ​​his junior sister smiled slightly, which made Ling Tian’s eyes cold, and he snorted coldly: “So how fast the cultivation speed is, it’s just the second level of Xuanwu Realm. In Yangzhou City, I can destroy his sculptures. Today, I can also take his life.”

"Of course, with the third level of the senior brother's Xuanwu realm and the Aurora Sword, killing him is easy."

The boy giggled, which made Ling Tian's face look a little better, and a proud look appeared in his eyes, saying, "That's natural."

However, at this time, the young man was thinking in his heart: "I heard that this boy killed twelve Xuanwu realms powerful people not long ago, including three people with the third level of Xuanwu realm. None of them escaped and all died. His combat power was terrifying. If he didn't provoke me, that would be fine, I wouldn't provoke him."

Although Ling Tian was arrogant and arrogant, he was not a stupid person. He could kill twelve Xuanwu realm powerhouses, but it would be very difficult. Lin Feng's killing undoubtedly proved Lin Feng's strength.

The girl's eyes flashed, thinking.

"The strength of the senior brother is at the third level of Xuanwu Realm. Lin Feng is at the second level of Xuanwu Realm, but it is definitely stronger than most people at the third level of Xuanwu Realm. If the senior brother faces him, it will inevitably be a fierce battle. Perhaps with the ultimate sword of light and shadow, senior brother can win, but it will never be easy. It is better not to collide."

The girl was thinking in her heart that when she heard Lin Feng killing the twelve Xuanwu realms powerful people, she was also quite shocked. She did not expect that the commander of Yangzhou City was so strong.

Chu Zhanpeng looked cold and cold, staring at Lin Feng and said, "You will regret it."

"Hmph!" Lin Feng smiled coldly, then did not look at Chu Zhanpeng again. He raised his head and looked at the crowd in the void.

"Broken Blade City, clouds fly."

At this moment, a vast sound came from afar, and a figure walked in the air.

Fast, to the extreme, like a phantom.

"Although I have never received an invitation letter, I still want to see the genius of Xueyue, don't be surprised."

The sound was rolling, and the extremely fast figure stepped directly into the shackles of darkness without any barriers. He just stepped in directly. The rolling fog roared wildly and retreated, then retreated and let him stand aside. Yun Feiyang's body also walked into it directly.

"No invitation?" The crowd's eyes stagnated, and then their eyes looked at the soft sedan chair on the water. Didn't it mean that no one was missed? Yun Feiyang was extremely powerful.

"If you have the strength, you can."

A misty sound came from the sedan chair, which was very free and easy.

"Broken Blade City!" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. He hadn't heard about Broken Blade City for a long time. Those who had been burned by him took advantage of this, and such a genius came out?

But seeing Yun Feiyang, his voice is heroic and his smile is free and easy, his whole life is filled with a sense of heroism belonging to the Thousand Miles of Desert. It is indeed like a person walking out of the border, and he may even often walk around the other end of the Broken Blade World.

"The time for an incense stick is almost here."

Another sound came out of the sedan chair. Lin Feng looked at the void and smiled similarly to Mengqing. Then his body rose into the air and walked towards the black fog.

However, this time, Lin Feng did not pass through the black fog, but slowly fell from the sky surrounded by the black fog. The general did not go in the dark circle. Although Duan Feng also received the invitation letter, Duan Feng's time for this genius gathering was not enough to release his light. Just take a look here.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Lin Feng's movements, avoiding the black fog from above and descending into the dark bondage? Is this okay?

"This guy..."

The crowd was speechless. The dark bonds surrounded them in circles. Everyone knew that they could enter from above and below. But the crowd didn't dare to think about it that way. It would be too boring and embarrassing to walk in like that. The people in the sedan chair also said that the dark bonds were poisonous mists of dragons, which could stop some people, but if everyone was like Lin Feng, how could they stop them?

It can only be said that Lin Feng didn't care at all, and did not step into it with a huge momentum like others, showing his strength.

In Lin Feng's opinion, these are all illusions, and soon it will be time to truly verify their strength.

With Yun Feiyang, Lin Feng and Mengqing stepped into the black fog circle. There were 32 people inside, 32 young geniuses. The weakest cultivation was the first level of Xuanwu Realm, but there were only a few people.

The one with the most cultivation is actually a strong man at the third level of Xuanwu Realm. It can be seen that these people have such high talent and the third level of Xuanwu Realm. Few people from the older generation have reached it, but these people are not over thirty years old.

"The time has come." At this time, an old man raised his head next to the sedan chair and spoke. Then, his body rose into the air, stood in front of the crowd, and looked at everyone and said, "Everyone is standing by the side around this dark circle."

"Huh?" Everyone was a little confused. They had to stand by this dark poisonous fog? What is this?

However, they still abide by it, standing evenly beside the poisonous fog, forming an arc.

"The people invited this time are all considered Xueyue geniuses in terms of talent, but only by being able to withstand the pressure of death and having extremely tough will, can they become a real strong man. Now everyone is not allowed to move."

The old man spoke slowly, causing the crowd's pupils to shrink and everyone was not allowed to move. What did he want to do?

At this time, the nine dragons crawling on the water surface shook up again, raised their heads, and suddenly let out a roar.

The rolling dark air was spitting out wildly, and the dark bound mist roared wildly, becoming extremely violent. The old man waved his palms, and the black mist seemed to be condensing special handprints.
Chapter completed!