MTL - History’s Number 1 Founder-~ 21. The enemy, the Golden Danish monk!

The flames of the sky will be small and not around, and all over the top of the head will be covered, and there will be no way to go.

Little, no, wow, yell: "You are a bad person, I am not going with you!"

During the foundation period, the monk frowned and said: "The wild child in the mountain village, I don't know how to be good, my fire swordsman accepts him, it is his creation, it is still unclear here, it is really annoying."

"Zhang Nan, give him some lessons now, teach him rules, save back to Zongli and make a lot of noise, not shameful."

Zhang Nan, the young man in the red robe who first encountered a small point, responded to the fire hood.

Looking at the little bit, Zhang Nan sneered in the heart: "Little devil, you will fall into my hand after all." At the beginning, he was taken aback in the mountains, which made his heart extremely unhappy.

Now, when seeing Elder Li, he decided to accept the little bit as a disciple. Zhang Nan’s heart was even more uncomfortable. He wanted to calculate his genius in his hometown. He had to go under the fire sword and still abolish the power of the two.

This play has played its own little devil, but it has been easily accepted as a disciple, so that Zhang Nan, who is narrow-minded, is jealous and hateful.

During the foundation period, the monk deliberately opened a hole in the fire cover to facilitate Zhang Nan's entry.

At first glance, there was a gap in the fire hood, and the little one immediately slammed up and wanted to escape the birth.

Zhang Nan is waiting for this moment, stepping on one step, blocking the way to the small point, and not rushing: "Let it open!"

"Be honest with it." Zhang Nan sneered, and he pushed the palm of his hand to the chest.

There is limited space in the gap. If you can't do it, you can't dodge it. You have to meet it. It is also a palm to Zhang Nan.

Zhang Nan secretly sneered, he saw that although the small point is not perfect, but after all, only the four layers of training, and the six layers of the hard-working, he is hard to eat.

Just thinking, Zhang Nan suddenly saw that the little palm of his hand had turned over, and he had already buckled his wrist. The original push of the little bit was just a sham. After grabbing Zhang Nan, his physical strength different from ordinary people suddenly broke out.

Zhang Nan did not respond, and he was thrown over the head by a small person, like a hammer, and squatted on the ground.

The swordsmen of the fires were all staying, and no one thought that the little ones were so fierce.

Seeing that the little slammed Zhang Nan, it was necessary to run out of the fire hood gap. The base of the fire hood could not be hanged on the face of the monk. The cold manared, the majestic mana suddenly overwhelmed.

Little is not on the ground, he is struggling. He is young, but his physical strength is extremely strong. At this moment, he is mad, and he is low and low, just like a fierce beast.

During the foundation period, the monk's face was iron-green, and he did not have a killer. As a result, he felt that he could not suppress the feeling of being small.

Zhang Nan then slowed down, and the laughter came from the fire hood. The old face rose red, and the heart was furious. He turned over and climbed to the little one. If he didn’t point his head, it would be a slap. The head is lying on the ground.

Zhang Nan whispered: "Small beast, I will teach you to learn the rules today!" Speaking of a slap in the face of a small slap in the face.

The little one only felt the burning pain in his body, but he didn't cry, didn't cry, and didn't say anything.

Just because Master once said to him: "When you fall into the wind, the more you lose, the more happy your enemies will become, the more you will become bullying, and you will not lose your momentum, you must be strong, you must find ways to defeat you!"

Seeing the small point, not only did not yield, but struggled more and more powerful, Zhang Nan was provoked fierce, the power mentioned the extreme, a palm of the hand to the small neck.

"Give this seat!"

As soon as Lin Feng arrived, he saw a scene in front of him that made him angry and rushed to the crown. He quickly screamed as if the ground was blasting thunder.

Along with the loud noise, a smashing Arctic sky magnet light directly hits the fire hood, and the violent thunder light directly shreds the fire hood and turns it into a raging fire.

Lei Guang went on the go, and Zhang Nan, who was a cockroach.

On the side of the fierce sword, Li Chang's eyes flashed, and he snorted: "The worms are small, and dare to show off?" Raised his hand and a red-red sword flew out.

Only a slight difference from Zhang Nan, the red sword light stopped the Arctic sky magnetic light, and the lightning was broken in midair.

Lin Feng's pupil suddenly shrinks: "Golden Dan!"

The Arctic sky magnetic **** light is the strongest attack of the arctic sky magnetic sword in the base period. It can't be promoted by Lin Feng's own repair. It must be relied on by Tianlei Yuxi, which is equivalent to the full force of the foundation monk. It is Lin Feng's strongest means as a card.

He saw the mana fluctuations of the fire hood far away, and he knew that it was the means of building a base monk. To save people, he had to break the fire hood first, so Lin Feng put a big move when he came up, and he broke the fire hood.

But now the Arctic sky magnetic **** light was broken by the red-haired old man, and Lin Feng’s heart sank to the bottom.

Every big realm is a huge watershed, and it is insurmountable. I don’t want to say that Lin Feng only has seven layers of training. Even if he succeeds in building the foundation, Li’s elders in the Jindan period will only have food. .

Such a big gap, there is no way to make up for it, the strength of the difference between heaven and earth, so that Elder Li can ignore all the means of planning, directly crushing Lin Feng.

Lin Feng faced a group of fierce swordsmen who were stunned by the fire, and the cold sweat had already wet the clothes.

"Master!" Lin Feng's previous strike was not all ineffective. The collision between the red sword light and the Arctic sky magnetic light directly smashed Zhang Nan, who was not in the small point, and struggled to get up and ran towards Lin Feng.

However, he just ran two steps, his body suddenly slammed, and the next moment he flew backwards and fell into the hands of Elder Li. The red-haired old man grabbed his collar and squatted in the air.

I was caught by this old man. I felt that I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t show my strength and strength.

Little do not point to the limbs in the air helpless struggle: "Let me open, let go of me! You bad old man! Master, Master, save me, Master!"

Lin Feng’s mouth was bitter, strong spirits, maintaining the superficial style on the surface, and watching the swordsmen of the fires coldly: “The sacred fire swordsman, also one of the nine days of the sword league, actually Bullying a child?"

Li Chang-Lai smiled coldly: "But once the installation is broken, the repair of the building's peaks in the district is also worthy of being sold in front of the old man?"

"This baby is outstanding in talent, and learning from you is a secret cast of Pearl. He has squandered his talents. The old man took him into the door of my sword, just to not waste his talent, but his creation and luck. you……"

Li Chang's disdainful grin: "Today, the old husband has received a good apprentice. He is in a good mood. He doesn't care about you. How far is it to go, from now on, don't appear in front of the old man, or a sword will smash you. I have to see who can say that the old man is not!"

He casually looked at Lin Feng, this is because of Lin Feng's previous Arctic sky magnet light, otherwise he would not even look at Lin Feng.

But in this eye, Lin Feng was instantly in the rush of the ice, and there was never such a strong crisis of life and death in him, and it suddenly appeared in the bottom of my heart.

He never felt that he was so close to death, his life was withered and his soul was shattered.

The pressure of the Jindan period monks was imposed on a seven-layer monk who practiced the gas. With this pressure, the opponent was almost broken.

Lin Feng's fingers moved, and he had the urge to hold his fists, but he restrained him in the first time and relaxed again.

At the moment, Lin Feng’s heart is fighting in the heavens: “What to do? Do you want to endure? The gap between the strength of the other party is too great. If you do it, you will definitely be killed by this old man.”

If you can't complete the system task within one year, you won't be able to get rid of the four disciples, but you will be obliterated by the system. But if you don't give up today, you may die soon.

"Gentlemen revenge, ten years is not too late, today tolerate, and then repaired to be high, and then the old man will repay twice, knowing that it is not an opponent to be hard, it is not brave, it is the second force..." Lin Feng in his heart Constantly convinced himself, but when he came into contact with the little clear eyes, he suddenly could not say.

In the eyes of a four-year-old child, there is no fear, no worry, only endless expectations. He seems to never worry that Master is not an enemy opponent, and he never thought that Master would give him up.

Lin Feng’s fists suddenly clenched, and his heart was arrogant: “When you go to Tamar, the second force is forced to force you to pass. It’s not for the grandson to come over, but why are you still alive?”

The dead bird is in the sky, not dead for thousands of years, is a word.

dry!

Lin Feng’s fist clenching action was sharply noticed by Li’s elders. He sneered: “It seems that you are trying to find a way out, and the old man will be yours!”

One hand grasped the little bit, the other hand pointed to the sword, and the dazzling flaming sword light began to condense at his fingertips.

Unlike his younger generation who spurred the flying sword, Elder Li has completely refining his flying sword into a fierce sword, and the sword is one, the power is completely different.

Jianguang is burning like a beating fire, has not been released, but has already exuded a terrible power of horror.

Within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, all the vegetation has withered and the water is evaporated.

Lin Feng stood in the same place, the air that breathed into the lungs seemed to be burning, and the dizziness in the hot environment was actually a harbinger of dehydration.

He can even see a large amount of water vapor rising from the lake in the distance, like a cloud.

This is the terrorist strength of the Jindan period monks. The sword of Elder Li sent out that it is enough to razed all the small lakes in the north of the city!

Lin Feng licked his cracked lips. Now, he is the direct target of this sword.