MTL - Peerless Martial God-Chapter 4 Jian Jianxing

Lin Feng’s voice fell and the entire performance field suddenly quieted down.

Lin Feng, taking the initiative to challenge Lin Yun?

Even Lin Hai was stunned and looked at his son in a strange way. As for the elders who got up and prepared to leave, they sat down again and looked at Lin Feng with great interest.

Lin Haoran, a cold smile, at the moment, his heart is holding an anger, did not expect this waste to take the initiative to find his son Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun, promised him." Lin Haoran's eyes fell on Lin Yun, handed a deep gaze.

Lin Yun looked at Lin Feng. He felt that he was insulted. His talent in the family is only ordinary. He can find pride in front of Lin Feng, so every time he sees Lin Feng, he is always willing to ridicule two times, but It is Lin Feng, the most wasteful of the younger generation of this family. At this moment, he said that he would challenge him, and he would undoubtedly let Lin Yun’s face be dull.

"If you can take my three moves, I will not shoot." Lin Yun came out, he will use the most brutal means to defeat Lin Feng, let him know how much waste he has.

"You can take me a punch and count me to lose." Lin Feng shook his head, and said very quietly, this light tone made Lin Yun's face instantly gloomy, as if he really had a fist with Lin Feng. Can't take it.

The crowd was also awkward, looking at Lin Feng silently, this guy is 80% of his head is broken, even out of madness.

"If the waste is said, even if it is beautiful again, he will still be waste, and he will make a profit. Only you will do this kind of waste." Lin Yun laughed.

Lin Feng smiled, what is his profit? It seems that he only said one sentence.

"I shot." Lin Feng did not want to talk to the other side nonsense, the voice fell, his body forward, his fist slowly raised, and then waved toward Lin Yun.

"A punch?" Lin Yun's son flashed a cruelty, did not evade, also waved his fist, he wants Lin Feng to know how big the gap.

The air suddenly trembled, and a wave of mad tyrants appeared on Lin Feng’s fists. The fists hunted and the crowd saw a wave of crazy madness toward Lin Yun.

The martial arts nine waves!

Lin Yun’s face suddenly changed, because he felt how strong the oppressive force was, but at the moment it was too late to retreat. When the two fists touched each other, Lin Yun felt that a fierce wave had oppressed him through his fist. Stronger than a wave, there is no end.

"puff!"

A sigh, Lin Yun’s body flew out, letting everyone’s eyes solidify there. This scene is similar to the battle between Lin Hai and Lin Ba Dao. Lin Yun, with no resistance, only punches. Was flying out.

Lin Haoran stood up and stared at Lin Yun who fell to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..." Lin Yun also looked dull and could not accept this cruel fact.

The crowd heard Lin Yun’s voice suddenly ringing Lin Feng’s words. ‘You open your mouth and say that I am waste. I want to ask, if you find out that you are worse than me, how do you get the stage yourself? The facts before us undoubtedly prove the unyielding pride of the juvenile.

"Is this still the waste of the Lin family?" Looking at Lin Feng, the crowd suddenly gave birth to an idea that could fly a boxing fly, at least six kilograms or more.

"You keep saying that I waste, now you can't even get a punch, what are you?" Lin Feng looked at the vicious eyes of Lin Yun who shot him, ironically said.

"And you, as an elder, have always kept the word of waste in your mouth. Now your son was defeated by me. You said that I waste, and I also said that your son waste."

Looking up, Lin Feng took another look at Lin Haoran.

"But it's just six weapons. Is it enough to be arrogant here?" Lin Haoran was pointed by the younger generation and his face was extremely ugly.

"I can't count on Yaowu, but just give back to you with your father and son." Lin Feng did not want to say more, turned and left, saying: "Insulting people, people are insulting!"

"Insulting people, people are insulting!" Lin Hai murmured, a smile in the eyelids flashed a touch of fine mans, his son really changed, and can still say such philosophical words.

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Lin Feng returned to the courtyard of the courtyard, and began to practice again. Defeat Lin Yun, who is five in the air, is not enough to make him proud. Before he beat him, Lin Heng’s talent that threw him out of the Zongmen was much stronger than Lin Yun. It is the martial arts with eight martial arts, and the children of Lin Ba Dao. The talents are much stronger than Lin Yun, especially Lin Biao’s daughter Lin Biao, who is said to have reached the Qiujing situation.

There are still three months of the annual meeting. When the family is practicing in the Zongmen, the children will come back. If they don't improve as soon as possible, the next time they are humiliated, it may be Lin Feng.

There is no time for cultivation, and the time for the military is the fastest in the cultivation. For the warrior who can absorb the strength of the heavens and the earth, there will be no problem with not eating for ten days. The strength of heaven and earth is the purest essence.

Ten days later, Lin Feng finally walked out of his room, long exhaled gas, ten days, he has reached the six peaks of Qiwujing, only one breath can step into the Qiwu situation.

Lifting his footsteps, Lin Feng came to the room of his father Lin Hai.

"Xiao Feng, is it not good to cultivate at home? Why do you have to go back to the sect?" Lin Hai heard that Lin Feng said that he would return to the sect. He was not at ease. The last thing Lin Hai was still worried about, could not let go.

"Father, some things are inevitable. If you are hiding at home and practicing, my father has been sheltering me. How can I grow up and become a strong martial artist." Lin Feng’s eyes are full of perseverance, and Zongmen’s power is stronger than Lin’s. Too many, there are powerful exercises and martial arts, as well as fierce competition, only in Zongmen, he can grow faster.

Seeing the perseverance in Lin Feng’s eyes, Lin Hai’s heart sighed, his son really grew up, yes, blindly staying at home and being sheltered by him, is the behavior of the weak people, how can become a strong martial art, just The parents of the world, from his point of view, are somewhat reluctant.

"Since you insist on going back to the sect, the father will not stop you, but you should pay attention to your own safety." Lin Hai nodded and compromised.

"Don't worry about my father, I will try hard to cultivate and put them all under my feet." Lin Feng's words reveal strong self-confidence, possessing dark martial arts, he practiced many times faster than ordinary people, and his comprehension ability became strong, plus With a persistent heart, he has reason to believe that he will not be worse than the so-called genius.

Lin Feng did not bring too much stuff, a thousand miles of snow, a bag of dry food and some silver.

"Father, I am leaving." Outside Yangzhou City, Lin Feng looked at the father who said it.

"Well, be careful." Lin Hai nodded, and then Lin Feng stepped on the horse. Thousands of miles of snow turned into a white stream of clouds, and soon disappeared outside Yangzhou City.

The vast land, endless, Lin Feng riding in the distance, galloping between the heavens and the earth, suddenly, a passionate heart in the heart to grow out, ambitious.

In the previous life, Lin Feng liked the martial arts, and longed for the knights to sing the horses and sing the swords. He did not expect this world, he also had the opportunity to ride one by one and enjoy the world.

A pot of turbid wine, a song, a world of madness!

Heroes and swords are in the world, and they are full of blood and dyed the sky!

This world is destined not to be ordinary, this world is destined to be vigorous!

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