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Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters powerful disciples

"The dragon and the dragon are in harmony, the snake and the snake are in harmony. I and you, who are just arrogant and arrogant, are indeed not all the people." Lin Feng sarcastically at the crowd, making their faces look extremely ugly. Not long ago, someone mocked Lin Feng for not being worthy of being with them. They were snakes and dragons.

But when he really spoke with his strength, Lin Feng used absolutely shocking means to suppress Mr. Tianlin, a disciple of the Martial Emperor, and Mr. Tianlin. With his powerful bloodline and martial soul advantage, he could not do anything to Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng only needed a palm to deal with him. How cruel it was.

The power of that palm is so terrifying. It seems ordinary when it comes out, but when the palm power falls, it contains a terrifying power of nature in heaven and earth, with infinite power.

"Young Master Tianlin, you have the face to call yourself a young master. Just a waste, if you were not a martial soul handed down by your ancestors, you would just be a waste. Wouldn't you feel ashamed when you insult others?" Lin Feng walked out slowly towards Young Master Tianlin, with a chill of killing.

At this time, Mr. Tianlin had already struggled to get up and stared at Lin Feng: "Do you dare to kill me?"

"The disciple of Emperor Wu, Mr. Tianlin, wants my life, Lin. Everyone can see it. I, Mr. Lin, will not take your life, but what is the use of your cultivation besides showing off your power?" Lin Feng said coldly. Suddenly, his steps flickered like the wind, and he rushed towards Mr. Tianlin.

"So, it's better to waste it."

Lin Feng spitted a cold sound from his mouth, and his body pressed towards Mr. Tianlin. The wind roared angrily, and the killing aura was extremely strong.

Mr. Tianlin's face turned pale in an instant. Lin Feng actually wanted to abolish his cultivation. If his cultivation was abolished, he would be completely finished.

With one step, Young Master Tianlin walked freely and retreated madly towards the rear, extremely fast.

"Is it a free footwork?" Lin Feng sneered. The nine-day technique of the wind was used and the wind was blooming. His body was shrouded by a gust of wind, and it was swaying and moving with the wind. His feet were incredibly mysterious and had a bit of free footwork, and it seemed even more free and elegant with the wind.

It was Lin Feng who integrated the free and illusory footwork into the nine heavens of wind and the will of the wind.

Fast, Lin Feng's speed was faster than Mr. Tianlin at this moment, and the distance between the two was getting closer. This scene made Mr. Tianlin's face look even more ugly, almost as dark as he was suppressed by Lin Feng in terms of strength, but in terms of speed, he was not as fast as Lin Feng. As a member of the Xiaoyao Shen Sect, he was not as fast as Lin Feng in practice of Xiaoyao footwork.

The others also froze. Young Master Tianlin's speed was not as fast as this pathological man. Who was this guy? Last time he seemed to be weaker than Young Master Tianlin and was suppressed by Young Master Tianlin. This time his cultivation level exceeded the second level of Tianwu, and he completely suppressed Young Master Tianlin.

Hua Changfeng's eyes also flashed, revealing a suspicious look. Could it be that Lin Feng had hidden his cultivation that day, but that he was originally the first level of Tianwu. In these six days, he crossed another realm and reached the second level of Tianwu, so that he could steadily suppress Mr. Tianlin?

"Kill." Young Master Tianlin roared angrily, and the martial soul storm reappeared, and he released it desperately, and crushed towards Lin Feng.

"You are looking for death." Lin Feng roared, and Feng Zhi's power spread wildly in his palm. He slapped out with a terrifying palm. The space trembled, and the martial soul trembled endlessly. Young Master Tianlin's body trembled suddenly.

"Boom!" The terrible power once again came upon Mr. Tianlin, slashing him out again. Lin Feng looked expressionless and continued to step forward, saying coldly: "That day I said, if I was in the same realm as you, killing a waste like you would be like killing an ant, without any effort. You are just a waste who only knows arrogance but does not know himself."

Lin Feng took a big strode, and the killing aura was still strong. His palm raised, and there was a sharp aura, as if he was really going to destroy Mr. Tianlin.

Young Master Tianlin's face was pale. They looked at the crowd with him, but sadly found that no one was willing to help him at this moment. No one was a friend, they were just superficial relationships. These people probably wished that he would be deposed as soon as possible. This cruel reality made Young Master Tianlin feel cold all over. What a glorious thing to be a disciple of the Martial Emperor, but in the end it was not so sad.

At this time, Lin Feng had already walked to Young Master Tianlin, and was about to destroy him. Young Master Tianlin's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were cold and staring at Lin Feng and said, "If you dare to touch me, my senior brother will definitely die."

"Let's talk about it when your senior brother is here." Lin Feng smiled coldly. Anyway, he was hiding his identity. At worst, he could get rid of the other party and escape. With Qiongqi protecting him, he would not die. If he changes his identity, who knows that he is Lin Feng.

"Genius, goodbye." Lin Feng spit out a voice, raised his palm and was about to slash out.

"Stop!" A rolling angrily shouted from the sky, causing Lin Feng to tremble all over. Then he felt a terrible destructive force coming towards him. Without any hesitation, Lin Feng's body suddenly retreated, and then a deep hole appeared in the ground where he was standing, silently turning into nirvana in an instant.

"What a terrible power." The crowd froze and looked up into the void. There, a young man wearing a golden robe, with a cold face, majestic and domineering, and a dazzling golden light. The person's pupils were deep, and the trembling eyes seemed to have many experiences engraved, and his specific age was not visible.

“So strong!”

The crowd looked up at the person, and at one glance, he felt the other party's strength, very strong. This terrifying power was already at the level of the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, but the other party was so young.

Of course, Lin Feng also knew that the other party was not really young, but he could return to the natural state when he reached a certain level of cultivation. For example, the life span of a person with Xuanwu was about two hundred years, while the life span of Tianwu was five hundred years. He entered the level of the Venerable, and his life span was even longer. Some powerful Venerables are said to be able to live for a thousand years before the oil lamp was exhausted. Therefore, they are also 100 years old. Can people in Xuanwu realm compare with the Venerable? Xuanwu has lived half of his life for 100 years, so they will definitely look old, but the Venerable's 100 years old will definitely look young.

Therefore, many strong people will pursue a higher realm at all costs. The strong realm is, the more powerful it is, the longer it is, and can last forever in the world. Who will not pursue it desperately, although countless people die in the process of pursuit.

Although the figure standing in the void at this moment seemed to be just a young man, it was obviously impossible that he was only twenty or thirty years old.

"Senior brother, kill him." Young Master Tianlin's expression was cold and shouted at the man who appeared in the void. It turned out that the person who appeared was the disciple of Emperor Wu, the senior brother of Mr. Tianlin, who was just a disciple of Emperor Wu, but the cultivation strength of the person who appeared was much stronger than Mr. Tianlin.

The crowd's eyes were all condensed. It turned out that it was Mr. Tianlin's senior brother who had arrived. This person was the person invited by Mr. Tianlin to be the leader of the Wanshen Conference. This time that guy was dead.

Many people looked at Lin Feng with a hint of sympathy. Such a terrible strong man would undoubtedly die.

Qiongqi let out a low roar and came behind Lin Feng unknowingly. His fierce eyes stared at the figure in the void and said, "This person's cultivation is very powerful. Your teacher may not be able to do anything to the other party. Even among the disciples of Emperor Wu, he should be the one who is extremely excellent."

Lin Feng nodded secretly and cursed Mr. Tianlin in his heart. This bastard actually called such a powerful guy over here.

"I said you follow me to go and go for a walk, there is no need to be so hindered." Qiongqi said temptingly, but Lin Feng replied: "What are you afraid of with you, the emperor, by your side? I can't die anyway."

"Bastard, can I keep saving your life?" Qiongqi said angrily.
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