Standing at the top of the cultivation tower, Lin Feng looks down on one arm. He has a feeling of condescension. Combined with that arrogant tone, Lin Feng seems to be at the top of the training tower, reprimanding one arm.

The eyes of one arm and the crowd were all slightly frozen. Lin Feng, unexpectedly, has been at the top of the cultivation tower. The crowd of Tianyi college below did not find it justifiable. However, with one arm, they did not find it. It seems that the cultivation of the Xuanwu realm is not worthy of it. Lin Fengcai is just a Lingwu state.

One arm facial expression is ugly, raise a head, stare at Lin Feng, gloomy way: "be I arrogant ignorance, come down a war."

"Hum." Lin Feng laughs coldly and strides in the air. At the foot of Lin Feng, there is an illusory sword floating there, supporting Lin Feng's body. This imaginary sword is condensed from Zhenyuan. Today's Lin Feng can gaze at Zhenyuan's strength to such a point.

"Did Lin Feng step into the realm of Xuanwu

The crowd murmured in their hearts that it was really the transformation of the body into an illusory sword, which was not what ordinary people in the spiritual realm could do. Even if Lin Feng did not step into the realm of Xuanwu, it was definitely not far away. It must be the highest cultivation of Lingwu, only the last step was Xuanwu.

At this time, Lin Feng and one arm, facing each other, are stepping on the sword of Zhenyuan, suspended in the air, the breath of his body, constantly climbing, incomparably fierce.

"It's just a spiritual realm. I dare to speak up. Today, I'll let you try my sword again. You'll understand what is arrogance and ignorance."

He said coldly with one arm. The one arm was raised, and the vitality of heaven and earth was howling. He was crazily converging towards his palm. A huge sword gradually solidified, domineering and sharp, as if to kill all the people in front of him.

Lin Feng stood there, motionless, and the sword did not even come out.

Today, he wants to let everyone know that even if he is defeated by one arm, no one dares to insult him. No one can look down on him. Even if he has been defeated once, there will only be one time.

"Chop!"

The palm slowly cuts off, the surging huge knife cuts the space, the space air current becomes incomparably manic, disperses toward both sides, like the waves in the water.

His eyes calmly looked at the cut knife. When the knife had fallen over his head, Lin Feng's body finally moved and moved with the wind.

Just a slight swing, Lin Feng's figure will disappear from the original place, even without any sign, moving flat.

The roar of "hiss and hisses" is harsh. The long knife cuts it off, but it doesn't touch Lin Feng's body at all. However, the blade can't stop, and it still falls down.

"Get out of the way."

The crowd on the ground exclaimed, especially the sense of a knife oppressed overhead. They trembled with fear and kept dodging away.

"Boom!" Zhenyuan's sword turned into an invisible surging force and fell on the ground. The dust was flying. The ground was actually cut into a deep gully by this illusory knife. It was shocking.

However, the one arm who cut off the knife did not have the slightest complacency on his face, only indifference.

Lin Feng, did not go to pick up his fierce knife, but gently dodged away, his knife, he is doing useless things.

What's the use of chopping Lin Feng but not even Lin Feng?

Zhenyuan's sword coagulates again. One arm drinks coldly. The vigorous wind of the sword cuts the space for hunting. It sweeps out as fast as lightning.

Lin Feng's figure trembled slightly. He had already moved when his knife was just cut out. Heaven and man are in harmony. Any wind and grass can't escape his feeling. At the same time, his body method is extremely keen. Unless the opponent's speed reaches the extreme and there is no time for him to Dodge, he can't touch him at all.

If one arm wants to launch the strongest attack with Zhenyuan broadsword, the speed of the sword will be affected. Therefore, he can not be touched.

"Gorgeous but not real, is this the knife you are proud of? When you fight, are you stupid enough to think that someone else will pick you up? How can you fight if your knife can't even touch me? "

Lin Feng stood in the void, with a thick satire on his face, which made his face stiff and ugly.

In fact, when fighting, Wu Xiu is good at different things. You are the soul of the sword and you have strong attack. It is impossible for others to resist your attack. The victory or defeat is the only one. Although your sword is fierce, you can't touch the enemy. It is useless or useless. Of course, this is based on Lin Feng's speed. In fact, one armed sword is not mentioned It's so slow. Otherwise, it's useless for him to repair the knife.

"Can you only hide?" One arm sarcastically said.

"I can only hide? Why don't you tell me how useless your own knife is? You don't hide when you fight? Then you can try some swords from me

Lin Feng said indifferently, and then raised his hands. The vitality of the space was surging wildly, with the intention of killing, fighting and destroying soaring into the sky.

A sword of Zhenyuan, which integrates all kinds of artistic conception, solidifies in Lin Feng's hand. It is Xiao Sha, terrifying, and the sun shines on it. It seems that the sword can swallow the brilliance of the sun and use it for its own use, and the blazing breath spreads out."What a terrible artistic conception of sword!"

The eyes of the crowd looked up and looked at the sword in Lin Feng's hand in the void, which was as dazzling as the sun, so that their eyes could not look directly at it. It was not only the battle spirit, but also the blazing glare.

Lin Feng strides in the void. The artistic conception of the rolling sword roars out. It is extremely fierce and pierces the air.

"With one arm, that day when I received your sword, you would rave and say that I, Lin Feng, could only take you one knife. I don't understand what kind of arrogance you have. A person in the Xuanwu realm can't hurt me with a single sword. I admire your ignorance and shamelessness."

Lin Feng stepped out of the void, and the sword spirit of Ling Tian ran straight to Xiao Han, becoming more and more fierce. At this time, his single arm only felt a sharp and incomparable breath oppressed him, as if to pierce and tear his body.

Eyebrows slightly wrinkled, one arm suddenly felt that Lin Feng's sword was no weaker than his knife.

"You have no strength, but you are arrogant. How can you be enterprising? It's normal for you to be defeated in the hands of poor Biluo. What's more shameful is that you ask me, I just point out the problems, but you can't accept it. In fact, it's just the shame in your heart. Because you've been defeated by poor Biluo, you can't bear any verbal stimulation You've lost the tenacity of martial arts. Genius is just a nominal name. "

Lin Feng's voice is bombarded in one arm's heart. Indeed, his defeat to poor Biluo has made his mind's bearing capacity worse. Therefore, after hearing Lin Feng's words, he felt very harsh. Therefore, he killed Lin Feng and threatened him.

The sense of war on one arm is getting weaker and weaker.

When the crowd felt the scene, their eyes were frozen. Lin Feng's sword was so strong that people could not look at him directly. However, one arm was stimulated by Lin Feng's voice and his fighting spirit was depressed.

"If you want to prove yourself with my Lin Feng, I will let you understand that the so-called first person of Tianyi college in the past is in vain, but he is just a waste with good accomplishments."

The body of one arm soars to the sky, with endless killing sword meaning. The sword is in the sky and the sun is dazzling. By the light of the sun, Lin Feng's sword is chopped towards one arm.

He raised his head with one arm and looked at Lin Feng's sword. Suddenly, Lin Feng's sword seemed to reflect the sun's brilliance, just like a sun, which made his eyes unable to open and look directly at Lin Feng.

"Drink With a roar of one arm, the sword transformed by one arm directly cuts into the void, aimlessly.

"Chop!"

At the same time when the one armed sword is wielded, Lin Feng shouts in a low voice. The sword is cut off in the sky, with the indomitable sharpness and the blazing light like the sun.

"Hiss, hisses"

the eyes of the crowd solidify there, and two tiny sounds come out of the void. The chopped sword tears the space, and the air seems to be ignited, and there is a faint flash of solar flame.

This bright sun lightsaber, even the air is burned, burning out a flame crack, shocking.

At the same time, the one armed sword, inch by inch, disappeared, in the light of the eye-catching sword, it became invisible!

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