Peerless Martial God 2

Chen Guangyu does not expect anything else. He only expects Lin Feng to win the final victory. If Lin Feng can't beat the net without a trace, then this time the Western Empire Contest will not have anything to do with Lin Feng. If you can beat the net without traces, then This time the competition is still a bit of a look.

This time, the Western Empire Contest will surpass the scale of the previous competitions, because this time the ancient sects and the ancients will participate in the competition, and some of the empire’s hidden secrets will also appear, not only the net These days are arrogant.

To tell the truth, if the last session of the net is still able to firmly occupy the third place, then this year's contest is probably the top ten can't get in. Chen Guangyu has the latest news, Liu Dagu Zong, the eight ancient ancients all sent a super-tiger to play, just to prepare for their re-born.

Everyone is taking a breath, and it is necessary to take the lead in this competition and burn a fire for their ancestral hall.

Above the sky, the intensified fighting atmosphere is terrifying. Although the two are not enemies, since they are fighting, they must be treated as enemies.

The net-free look is gloomy, and the smashing smashes in the eyes. Of course, this murder is different from the killing. His murder is just to think of Lin Feng's spirit, of course, the premise is that he still has this strength.

Lin Feng’s look is still indifferent. The hidden between the two eyes is the sharp, like two swords, which can break through the huge and non-marking atmosphere at any time and defeat the net without any trace.

The atmosphere of suffocation is getting more and more heavy, and everyone is afraid to make a sound, for fear of destroying the atmosphere that is hard to create.

Fight, do not need any prelude, quietly started.

Lin Feng stepped out, and his feet seemed to span a space of the Milky Way. It was like a vicissitude of a few hundred years. With a palm of his hand, Baizhang’s palm prints showed unprecedented bravery, as if a palm was enough to smash the whole world.

The net has no trace of the same, the robes are creaking, and finally they are directly crushed by himself. The pieces of clothes are scattered all over the place, revealing his fine and thin upper body. Every inch of skin is full of strength, causing the sharpness of all girls. call.

The net no trace is not to play handsome, but to focus on his upper body, and to create a defensive enchantment, relying on his strong body, hard to make a hard regret Lin Feng's palm.

There was no blasting energy group like a stormy wave, and there was no too much stunning and gorgeous scene. Lin Feng and the net no trace instantly collided and separated instantly. Lin Feng retracted his left hand and his right foot had already kicked in the netless upper body. Lin Feng originally made Out of the power, but in front of the net without a trace of some power.

The net-free brow was slightly wrinkled, and some were unhappy. He screamed and punched it out. The hard-boiled bang was on the chest of Lin Feng. Lin Feng only felt the five internal organs tremble, and the whole person flew out.

"Lin Feng, there is a hesitant battle, Lao Tzu and you broke off!". There is no trace of roaring out of his voice, his face is full of anger, he is angry, Lin Feng actually took power, does he really think that he can't?

This anger suddenly made Lin Feng wake up and slammed his head, right, how can he not do his best? This is not a protection against the net, but a greater humiliation.

"Well, there is no trace, look at the move." Lin Feng wants to understand, and is not ready to stay, Lin Feng now uses real power, real strength.

"It's fun!". There was no trace of laughter, and the whole person continued to run Lin Fengfei, and the hard-skinned single body hit the strong body.

Lin Feng double-handedly blasted, like the two-headed tyrants of Warcraft hit the net without traces, and then the superior has a strong physique, but Lin Feng's overbearing punch is full of power, and full of chaotic power, the net without traces still fall. It was nearly 100 meters by Lin Feng.

But this kind of battle is more cool ~www.readwn.com~ net no trace is very enjoyable.

"Come back, haha."

There is no trace of laughter, and the whole person is running Lin Fengfei again. It is still hard to use the body. Lin Feng is not afraid of the net no trace. He is afraid that there is no such thing as a net battle. Eight hundred, one thousand losses, it is very dangerous.

But this is the battle, Lin Feng will not keep it.

"The eye of Jia Yan!".

Lin Feng opened his arms, his body was full of violent momentum, and Lin Feng himself as the center seemed to be dim in the whole world. Lin Feng’s eyebrows suddenly opened a pupil, a **** pupil.

I saw it here without a trace, and suddenly changed my look.

"The eye of Jia Yan?"

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