Galaxy Shattering Blade

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　　 Competition ground.

　　 Male martial arts, the favorite is the competition.

　　Especially the warriors in the middle of the private hall are not the powerful Qiyun period warriors, or the elite geniuses of the major forces, all of them are dragons among the people. Meeting friends with martial arts is the most powerful and concise way to deal with male martial artists.

　　 "Good!"

　　 "Pretty, Brother Yu's seven-kill sword tactics are already perfect."

　　 "You are very polite, Brother Wei's plum blossom gun is a thorough understanding. I just take advantage of weapons, not a win."

　　 "Haha, killing the sword palace is rarely as modest as Brother Yu."

　　……

　　 Lin Feng walked into the competition field.

　　 Thick fighting intentions permeated in the contest field.

There were a lot of martial arts around the two competitions, Lin Feng’s eyes quickly swept: "There are more than thirty people, 88 private rooms, each room can accommodate up to five people, based on an average of four people, a total of 352 people, Here alone has gathered 10%."

　　 Quite a lot!

　　Know that you still need to remove female martial arts, and remove those who are closed to practice. As for the older generation, it is even less likely to come to the martial arts field.

"Kill the Sword Palace, and... that is the tenth-year-old Hanshanling on the 33rd Continent." Lin Feng recognized it at a glance. Basically, the thirty-three continent's famous sect gate marks, he had already been one by one. Write down. All kinds of information are often very important.

　　 Lin Feng smiled.

　　 wandered in the hall for a long time, and never saw a decent gate.

　　 But when I first entered the competition field, I saw two Zongmens in the thirty-three continents and ranked in the tenth place, which is undoubtedly a good start.

"I didn't expect the Sword Palace to come to this floor." Lin Feng's heart was light, and suddenly: "I forgot, the top floor of the Dongling Auction House, there are only eight VIP VIP halls. First come first serve, The top ten sect gates, super powers, local forces in Dongningzhou, families with strong financial power, and hidden powers etc..."

　　Eight. Not enough points.

　　When she was in the fixed position, the woman of Momei reminded herself that one day later, the private room would be fixed.

There are 88 private rooms in 　　. There are only 8 VIP halls, which is ten times worse. For the face fight, the eight VIP halls should have been vacated. Moved by his heart, Lin Feng's eyes brightened: "Maybe, I will encounter a better chance than Jue Dao Mountain Villa."

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　　 Dongling Auction House.

　　 "What do you say!" Ao Lin took the case. Anger is unstoppable.

　　 "Guest, it's really... I'm embarrassed." The auctioneer's face was scared pale, and he kept bowing and apologizing.

"Do you know who we are?" The leader of the guard Li Jun was very sharp, and his scabbard was horizontal: "Open your dog's eyes and see, this is the helm of the future of Nirvana Shenzong, Ao Lin, the young patriarch! Dazongmen, you let us live in a private room? What a joke!"

"I'm really sorry, young patriarch." The director of the auction house came too late and wiped the sweat from his neck, even apologizing: "Because our exclusive VIP hall only has a total of eight. First come first served, now... indeed It’s all settled."

　　 "Don't talk to me about some of them, there are 8 rooms, wouldn't you make the 9th room!" Ao Lin sneered.

"This!?" The cold-selling director of the auction house shed his eyes, his eyes turned, "Otherwise, young patriarch, you might as well stay in a private room, we immediately arrange for someone to negotiate to see if any guests are willing to honor Give up VIP lounge. Do you see it?"

　　 Ao Lin's eyes were slanted, and he said proudly: "You mean, I still ask them?"

"No no no!" the auction house manager shook his head like a rattle: "You are a little patriarch, what a distinguished identity. I believe other guests may not be able to make acquaintance with you. Soon, soon I will bring good news, please also Young Sect Master, you first set foot in the private room and rest a bit."

　　Ao Lin's expression calmed down. "It's almost the same."

　　Speaking, Lengheng took a crowd and left.

　　…

　　 Competition ground.

　　 Competition. One after another, there was much discussion underneath.

　　 Lin Feng was standing in the middle of the two competition platforms, his eyes glanced at the left tire week competition platform from time to time, but stayed on the right sub-week competition platform more. There, the two strong sub-weeks of fierce fighting are fierce, and the battle is fierce and fierce.

　　 On weekdays, I have never seen it.

　　 "Just watching the sub-week matchup, it is already worth the fare." Lin Feng was quite satisfied. Right now, even if he doesn't have a ‘mission’, he can’t wait to stay in the contest field for 24 hours to watch the strong match of the week, understand the use of mystery, and display various strange holy treasures.

　　 These are valuable combat experience.

　　 Lin Feng is not the only one. He shares his thoughts with many young and strong men. Sometimes they gazed at each other and nodded, saying hello. Compared with the bustling scenes of the fetal week competition field, the sub week competition field looks solemn and solemn.

　　 地地——

　　 "Next, I'm coming!" A hearty drink sounded in the left ear, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly brightened.

　　 Judging from the direction of the voice, Lin Feng clearly remembered that it was a warrior in Bailian Daogu, a man and a woman. Basically, all the warriors in the contest are remembered in their own minds. There are no special rules in the contest. Everyone comes with you. If you want to fight, just go to power.

　　For Lin Feng...

　　'S purpose is very clear, and it is only meaningful to the warrior who fights the sword.

　　 For example, to fight against the former Sword Palace disciple ‘Chao Yu’, what is the point of having a good relationship, and not joining Sword Palace.

But Bailian Daogu Valley is different~www.wuxiaspot.com~Although it only ranks 98th in the 33 continents, it is one of the ten major sects of Dongningzhou, and it is also the highest ranked sword in Dongningzhou. Zongmen!

　　 "Predecessor Situ mentioned that although the Bailian Daogu is not ranked high in the 33 continents, it is thin in Nirvana." Lin Feng nodded.

　　As Senior Situ has said, his consideration is not the thirty-three continents, but the world of nirvana.

　　 In the world of Nirvana, the power of Bailian Daogu even exceeds the Rising Sun Chamber of Commerce!

　　 "Bai Lian Dao Gu, Ju Liang, No. 988 on the Yaoxing List, seventh week of fetal week." The young man smiles and introduces himself, simple self-introduction, not humble and not overbearing. Every warrior who goes to the competition will introduce it. After all, they don't know each other.

　　Distinguish the strength, it is conducive to the challenge.

　　 "Wow! ~" Everyone sounded a heated discussion.

　　 Just now, Sword Palace disciple ‘Chao Yu’ was also the seventh week of fetal week, but was not on the Yaoxing list. There are a total of 1,000 in the ranking of Yaoxing, beyond nine. Chengdu is the younger generation of the sub-week, and the remaining 10% can enter the ranking. If it is not like Lin Feng who has achieved a perfect body early, it has excellent blood, super talent and so on. .

　　 It can be said that the fetus week strong who can be ranked in the star list is not easy.

　　 Everyone looks at me, and I look at you. Many warriors secretly estimate their own strength. After all, they are too strong, too weak, and too ugly.

　　 At this moment-

　　 "I'm coming." Qingran's voice fell.

　　 suddenly jumped into the contest stage, and everyone gathered their eyes.

　　 It is Lin Feng!

　　… (To be continued.)

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