Lin Feng''s heart is clear, what he is talking about is the XuanZhen old man who sent him xuanbing battle Fu before.

    Listening to you is better than reading for ten years.

    After hearing XuanZhen''s explanation, Lin Feng woke up from a dream and said: "thank you for your guidance!"

    "Very good!"

    XuanZhen answered with a faint smile and said, "you have excellent talent in Fu and Zhuan. I''ll give you some Fu paper. Remember to practice well. Don''t let down your excellent talent!"

    The voice falls, a space ring appears in front of Lin Feng out of thin air.

    Lin Feng really expected that there was such a good thing. He put away the space ring and glanced at it. His eyes immediately narrowed into a crack!

    There are more than a few pieces of Rune paper in the space ring. NIMA has several baskets!

    What really made him overjoyed was the simple book which was placed in the most prominent position!

    This book seems to be made of some kind of animal skin, with a long and ancient flavor.

    The book case is vigorous and powerful, with four big characters engraved on it.

    "Ancient seal characters! "

    what is pie in the sky?

    This is special!

    As soon as he was about to doze off, someone brought him a pillow.

    Lin Fenggang is going to study the art of Fu and Zhuan. Old man XuanZhen will send him the ancient Fu and Zhuan!

    Happiness came so suddenly that he couldn''t turn his head around.

    To be reasonable, he has nothing to do with the old man. How can he give himself such a big gift?

    Is it hard to be true that the old man cherishes his talent and doesn''t want to see his talent of Fu and Zhuan insulted?

    After shaking his head, Lin Feng didn''t care too much, so he directly integrated his mind into the ancient seal characters.

    This ancient Fu Zhuan book records all kinds of Fu Zhuan metaphysics, including gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, wind, poison, light and darkness!

    Relatively speaking, the xuanbing battle Fu can only be in the middle and upper level in the whole ancient Fu Zhuan.

    Time flies, just when Lin Feng completely forgets himself and devotes himself to understanding the techniques of Fu and Zhuan, a long chime of the bell brings his consciousness back to reality.

    The second round of zongmen duel, the first duel has been divided.

    The loser can only exit with full of reluctance.

    There are only 50 schools left in the decisive battle!

    This is the clan duel, simple and rough, survival of the fittest, wave after wave of constant duel, fight.

    Until the real king''s master was born and won the final glory for the clan!

    After a little rest, the second round of duel soon began.

    This time, Qingdu Guan''s luck is not very good, against the Tang clan, which is famous for its assassination!

    Tangmen, the assassin world is worthy of the burden!

    No language is needed to explain its power!

    There is no doubt that this is a tough battle for Qingdu!

    Qingdu view is the first of ten thousand schools in the universe.

    Tangmen, the king of assassins.

    It''s a peak duel!

    Outside the decisive battle, countless people set their eyes on this battlefield, and an idea flashed across them almost at the same time.

    Who can laugh to the end of this peak battle?

    With the dull bell ringing, without any narration, the duel between qingduguan and Tangmen became white hot at the beginning.

    Both sides didn''t even make any tentative moves. They just went all out!

    "Whoosh!"

    If there is no breaking wind coming from all directions, Lin Feng has no fear, but in his heart he has a strong sense of war!

    Tangmen, who is more powerful than the secret department, has long wanted to see each other''s means, hoping that they would not let themselves down.

    As his mind turned, a long snow colored sword flew out of his head and hovered over his head. It was powerful and ready to go!

    At the same time, countless silver needles, as thin as hair, with unparalleled power, turned into Silver Rainbow.

    "Hum!"

    There is the sound of sword chanting. The ice sword trembles slightly on the top of Lin Feng''s head. Then it turns into thousands of snow colored sword shadows, just like a billowing white wave, shaking heaven and earth!

    Sharp metal collision filled the whole small world, and countless silver needles turned into stars scattered in the world.

    The shadow of the sword exploded and disappeared.

    "Tangmen assassin, this little trick can''t hurt me. Show me some real skills?"

    Lin Feng''s spirit is there, and he even has a long stretch of leisure. If the Tangmen assassin has such strength, it would be boring.

    "As you wish!"

    There was a cold voice in the void.

    The voice did not fall, and a shadow flashed away.

    "Bang!"

    Lin Feng is holding the red flame sword. Raising his hand is a blow to wipe out thousands of troops.

    In the sound of metal collision, the dark shadow trembled all over. A little cold came first, and then the sword came out like the wind!

    A sword!Two swords!

    The sword of black shadow is very fast, faster and faster!

    The naked eye has been unable to capture the path of the sword light, outsiders can only see the cold light constantly flickering around the forest wind.

    "That''s interesting."

    The assassin''s sword is really fast. It''s so fast that it''s hard for him to completely avoid the attack of sword light. He can only avoid the key parts by force and try to keep up with the rhythm of the opponent at the cost of minor injury.

    "See how hard you can talk."

    The black shadow sneered, and the attack became more and more fierce!

    There was a spatter of blood.

    The sound of skin cutting reverberates in the whole small world.

    "This guy What are you doing? "

    Green cloud cloud Xiao a face black line, he is very clear, the strength of Lin Feng is absolutely more than this degree, before the war against gold armour Fubing, this guy''s strength is more powerful than now.

    "Worry about yourself!"

    A light smile fell into qingyunxiao''s ear. At the same time, a cold short blade crossed the strange and unpredictable track and wiped away to the back neck of qingyunxiao.

    The sharp blade is shining with green light.

    Tang clan is not only the assassin''s Wang Zhe, but also an expert in using poison. It''s obvious that this short blade has been smeared with poison for a long time, and it will die if you touch it!

    "What are you?"

    Green cloud cloud sky eyelid all don''t lift for a while, as if didn''t see the short blade that the head-on comes, the purple cloud sky battle gun in the hand sticks on the hard ground.

    There was a dull roar. Centered on him, there was a blue light curtain visible to the naked eye.

    The people who are covered by the blue light curtain immediately feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

    The assassin who bullied himself to kill qingyunxiao was the first one to bear the brunt. The whole person seemed to be confined in a closed space. Despite all his struggles, his figure was still.

    The short blade, which has reached into the air and is less than one foot away from the target''s neck, can no longer move.

    "Take you on the road first."

    With a long roar, qingyunxiao suddenly draws out his Zixiao gun, and his backhand is a split.

    The assassin of the Tang clan, who was invincible at the moment before, was like a puppet with a broken line in the next second. When he was thrown aside, he was still in mid air and lost his life completely.

    "Tang Qi!"

    The other four of Tangmen were surprised. They were very clear about the strength of their companions. Among the younger generation of Tangmen, they were the best. Now they died on the spot before they even had time to fight?

    "You are qingyunxiao! The first day of Qingdu temple! It is said that you have the blood of the ancient holy king. Now it seems that the rumor is true! |"

    Tang San seems to have suddenly thought of something, and his eyes toward qingyunxiao are filled with a strong shock!

    Ancient holy king, empty?

    What the hell is this?

    Lin Feng''s brow is slightly wrinkled. It''s the first time that he has heard the word "ancient holy king".

    "You die, too!"

    As soon as qingyunxiao''s spear turns, he''s going to fight against Tang San!

    "Wait, his opponent is me!"