Feng Zheng's blood smell is very strong, even more than Luo Qiu. A self-proclaimed righteous cultivator has such a strong blood smell, which is very problematic in itself. The key point is that everyone in the world has ignored Feng Zheng, who killed everyone.

Is it a demon cultivator?

Lin Su mainly used the Blood Shadow Sword, supplemented by the other seven sword pills, and more than four thousand Qi swords to frame the two of them, "Feng Zheng, your Shaoyang jade bone hand training palm is indestructible, can all the bones in your body also be destroyed?"

Tempered into jade bones?"

Glancing at the Qi Sword that was about to move, Feng Zheng waved his hand, "Your methods cannot be ignored, but don't treat others as incompetent people who are at your mercy. I was already on the Dragon List more than ten years ago.

, how can we only rely on Shaoyang’s jade-bone hands?”

Crushing a bead in his hand, silver-white light enveloped Feng Zheng's whole body. He gently flicked the clothes on his chest. Hearing a thunderclap sound, Feng Zheng smiled: "Jade bones cannot be popularized.

Although your sword is sharp, it is no match for my pearl."

Lin Su narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what to think about anymore. He ignored Feng Zheng who had already been blessed with silver light. With a twist of his steps, the Endless Qi Sword struck like a long dragon towards the latter's throat, eyebrows, Tianling Cap, heart and other fatal places. "It turns out

It's you, the bastard, who's causing this."

Feng Zheng's hands shook, and the air swords that hit his body suddenly collapsed one by one. The effect of the silver light was like an enhanced version of the iron shirt, which could resist all intrusions from the outside world.

The Blood Shadow Sword moved horizontally, and all the Qi Swords bowed their heads slightly. After a pause, the infuriating energy of the two attributes of wind and thunder was released at the same time. The wind was fierce and the thunder was violent.

Feng Lei Sha understood a mithril ore from Ren Qi. Taking Ren Qi's majestic atmosphere as an example, Lin Su's understanding was not as profound as Ren Qi's, but it should not be underestimated. It was as strange and unstoppable as a hurricane's sudden attack and the thunderous thunder.

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The wind blows and the lightning strikes!

Phew, boom!

Allowed to be tempered by the wind and lightning, Feng Zheng held his hands and had an unshakable realization, "The thunder is loud and the raindrops are small, but your attack is nothing more than that. I thought it would be more interesting, Yin Xiang"

The gun head has a very loud tone."

An eternal moment!

The powerful sword energy struck, and Feng Zheng shattered it with a palm, "I don't have time to play with you anymore, so let's just deal with it."

With a slight smile, Lin Su Lingxu pointed, and seven sword pills were shot out at the same time. Although they were polished into a round shape, their sharp edges were still inevitable. With just one finger, seven tiny streaks appeared on Feng Zheng's silver light.

crack.

"Since even the seven sword pills can't break your silver light, let's take eight." As soon as his hand was released, the blood shadow sword turned into a sword pill and rushed towards Feng Zheng. The cold light in the blood light exuded a very cold smell.

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As soon as the Blood Shadow Sword came out, it stabbed Feng Zheng in the heart, causing the latter to step back more than ten steps. He glanced down and saw that his chest had collapsed with a large hole, leaving only a thin silver light.

Still stubbornly resisting.

"What kind of sword is this?" Feng Zheng's expression became solemn. He gave the sword that could threaten his life the most basic respect, because this sword might kill him inadvertently.

Yinguang's defense was very disappointing, but Feng Zheng was a bit unlucky. When he encountered the blood shadow sword with the sword soul awakening, Yinguang seemed vulnerable to a blow.

The body of the Blood Shadow Sword is forged from blood-tempered steel, and the blade is mixed with a small piece of ten-thousand-year cold iron. The god-level material of ten-thousand-year cold iron is sharper than blood-tempered steel. If it were a whole sword of ten-thousand-year cold iron,

With a sword forged from iron, Feng Zheng had no choice but to run away in embarrassment.

Lin Su was slightly startled. There seemed to be a semi-divine weapon-level dagger in the mustard bag. However, the mustard bag was nowhere to be found, and the dagger was nowhere to be found, otherwise Feng Zheng's silver light would be useless.

Just remembering something, Lin Su stormed up. Shaoyang Jade Bone Hands was still an extremely powerful martial art in the minds of the older generation. His competitiveness forced Lin Su to try this invincible martial arts.

In martial arts, try the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Shaoyang Jade Bone Shou, whose martial arts is three points more powerful.

The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are both martial arts and techniques that can reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Lin Su doesn't think they are worse than anyone else.

Gather your energy and attack!

Dragons and elephants gallop in the sky, and yellow dragons soar in the palms of your hands.

"Faxiang?" Feng Zheng lost his mind slightly. The dragon and elephant dharma is really rare. This kind of strange beast's dharma is rare. As far as he knows, only the leader of the Dragon and Snake Gang can condense the dragon and snake dharma. The dragon and snake are fierce, and the dragon and elephant

It is difficult to deal with such people if they are determined to move forward.

Feng Zheng guessed wrong. It was not the dragon-elephant Dharma, but the vision of the dragon-elephant prajna that would be condensed when it reaches its peak. This is the real Thirteen Dragons and Thirteen Elephants.

His expression became more solemn, and Feng Zheng's snow-white jade bone hand was exposed. His momentum was flying, and his wrist also turned into snow-white jade bone. With a palm shake, the blood shadow sword sword pill was shot three feet away, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

With a touch of sarcasm, "The momentum is good, let me see if your palm skills are also so unsightly."

"Shaoyang's jade bone hand, jade bone controls the world!"

Lin Su smiled confidently, "Conquer the world? It's a pity that I can't suppress my dragon elephant."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thirteen loud noises were heard in a row. The men in black in the valley all looked towards this place, and they were shocked. Is that man the elder of the Yin Demon Sect? He can actually compete with the Lord Messenger.

The two of them slid backwards at the same time, creating a deep ravine.

Feng Zheng's face turned rosy, and a sudden mouthful of blood spurted out. His Shaoyang jade bone hand collapsed inch by inch. Not long after, the arm cracked into pieces and exploded with a bang.

"Ah..." Feng Zheng rolled in pain while holding his broken arm. His myth was shattered. The Shaoyang Jade Bone Hand could match the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, but it was no match for Lin Su's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"It seems that my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are better." Feng Zheng's skill is similar to his, probably more than a thousand years old, but the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can break his palm, and its power is self-evident.

But Lin Su did not dare to underestimate Feng Zheng's Shaoyang Jade Bone Hands, because this martial arts also has unique features. Without the blessing of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, who would win or lose would still be in limbo.

As soon as the palm of his hand was broken, the light curtain turned into green energy. Eight sword pills came forward and immediately cut Feng Zheng into pieces with a thousand swords.

This scene was seen by many people in black, and their beating hearts could not help but tremble and tremble.

"It's a little trouble, let's kill it." Lin Suqing said, the Eight-Way Sword Pill was like a human being, its perception was very sensitive, and with a few swishes, it killed the men in black who had already raised their heads.

An elder from the Yin Mo Sect had blood splattered on his face, and he cupped his fists at Lin Su and said, "Thank you Mr. Lin for your generous help."

Lin Su glanced slightly, without saying too much nonsense, "Where are Luo Qingying and Luo Qiu? Such a big thing happened to the Yin Demon Sect, they shouldn't disappear."

The elder said: "The sect master and the deputy sect master are chasing a man in black. That man's strength is very powerful, probably... top level."

Juedian is the abbreviation of the peak of martial arts.

"The top?" Lin Su smiled. It turned out that the culprit was still there. He asked: "Which direction?"

The elder pointed in a direction, and Lin Su's figure turned into sword light and flew out. The elder was very strange. Lin Su's eyes had a strange feeling, and he didn't seem to recognize her, but he met her twice, and once he was intercepting and killing her.

When Wen Renmo was there, he once planned to hunt Lin Su. How could he not recognize him?

The elder pondered, and it seemed that Lin Su's amnesia story was indeed somewhat believable.
Chapter completed!