Chapter 774 Lin Feng Vs. Jing Wuhen!

Lin Feng stood in the middle of the hall and leaned back, while the man in black robe inside was always sitting on a chair, but it was not a dragon chair, but a chair next to him. His face was cold from the beginning. It was not until Lin Feng walked in that his expression fluctuated.

"Has your father agreed to your coming out?" Lin Feng looked at Jing Wuhen with a bright smile on his face. He walked up to the latter and punched Jing Wuhen hard.

Jing Wuhen did not hide, he resisted the punch forcefully. This was what he deserved. He had no complaints, but Lin Feng did not use much strength. It was a heavy punch but it only seemed to be very powerful. Lin Feng did not May use vitality.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm not a qualified friend." Jing Wuhen stood up, his expression serious to the extreme. He was still feeling guilty and blaming himself for what happened at the beginning. He would never forget what happened that day. The Evil God took Lin Feng away, and he could only faint and be sent away by his father. Return to Zeguo.

This is not what a friend should do. Jing Wuhen has never done such a shameful thing. He has always found it difficult to forgive himself. So when Jing Tianao agreed to let him out, he didn't stay a step longer. From Zeguo He left for Sancheng and met Yin Tiesheng before rushing here from Sancheng.

Lin Feng knew what Jing Wuhen was thinking, and he also understood that Jing Wuhen must be in a bad mood at the moment. He would never forget what happened that day, but Lin Feng himself did not blame Jing Wuhen, and this incident was his own fault. What you are looking for has nothing to do with others, and Jing Tianao is not wrong. No one is willing to offend more powerful people for uncertain people or things, thus putting themselves in crisis.

"Brother Jing, don't think too much. The fact that you can come to me now shows that we are still friends and nothing else matters." Lin Feng patted Jing Wuhen's shoulder hard and said these sincere words. He only hoped that Jing Wuhen could understand.

Jing Wuhen raised his head and looked at Lin Feng's very clear and sincere eyes, and finally nodded, but he still couldn't forget what happened that day, and he would always remember that that kind of thing would never happen again. .

"Okay, sit down." Lin Feng grinned and pushed Jing Wuhen to sit down with one palm. Jing Wuhen looked at Lin Feng with some shock on his face. His strength just now was not very strong, but he unexpectedly found that he was pushed by Lin Feng so naturally. sat down.

Jing Wuhen also heard about Lin Feng killing the Jinlun God. He also thought that if it were him, the best he could do would be to lose both sides. It was impossible to kill the Jinlun God. From now on From one point of view, Lin Feng's strength has surpassed his own.

When Jing Wuhen thought of this, his heart suddenly became hot. The fighting spirit in his body was thunderous, and his eyes were even brighter. His hands were itchy and he wanted to fight Lin Feng to see how strong Lin Feng was.

Lin Feng noticed the change in Jing Wuhen's aura, and his heart suddenly trembled. This fighting maniac, doesn't he want to fight with him again?

"Lin Feng, as old friends, let's have a fight."

Lin Feng was afraid of whatever he wanted. Jing Wuhen made such a request with a serious face. Lin Feng could only smile bitterly and nodded.

Lin Feng is not afraid of fighting Jing Wuhen, but he is a little reluctant to take action. Although his realm has fallen back, he is no longer the mid-level god he was before. Although his realm has fallen, his strength is not weaker than that of a god. The first deity and the superior deity.

Lin Feng this time was different from the last time. Last time, Lin Feng was thinking about how to get the greatest chance of a tie. But this time, Lin Feng was very hard-working to think about what kind of moves could be as good as Jing Wuhen's, but not the same. It really hurt Jing Wuhen's self-esteem.

Lin Feng's mood was a little complicated, but Jing Wuhen was very happy and could fight to his heart's content. He had been locked up in the barrier for a month and had already gone crazy. Being able to fight now was what he longed for most.

"Go out and fight." Jing Wuhen laughed heartily, and then took a step forward. His figure instantly disappeared dozens of miles away and appeared in the sky above Jinlun City, with ferocious fighting intent, like a wild dragon trying to devour the sky.

Lin Feng walked out of the hall slowly, still thinking about the right way to take action.

The battle between Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen was unknowingly noticed by someone. As long as someone noticed it, it quickly spread throughout the eight hundred miles radius, and all the powerful people from the younger generation or the older generation in Jinlun City , powerful men ranging from God Emperor to God Lord all gathered.

Lin Feng killed Jinlun God. At least everyone in Jinlun City knew Lin Feng. Jing Wuhen was the third runner-up in the last Western Empire Competition, so he knew many of them. After all, this was Mr. Wuhen.

If Lin Feng hadn't killed the Golden Wheel God, I'm afraid many people here would still think that Jing Wuhen would win the final victory, but with this incident, they didn't dare to draw a conclusion easily.

Chen Guangyu naturally smelled the aura of the needle against Maimang. At first, he was a little worried about whether there was another enemy. But when he saw Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen above Gao Long, he relaxed, but began to look forward to it vaguely. The battle between Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen.

The little guy saw that the teacher was about to fight with someone else, and he also recognized Jing Wuhen. Jiang Xuan threw the boulder on his shoulders hard, stood next to Chen Guangyu, and raised his head to look up into the sky.

Chen Guangyu doesn't expect anything else. He only expects Lin Feng to win the final victory. If Lin Feng can't even defeat Jing Wuhen, then maybe nothing will happen to Lin Feng in this Western Empire Competition. If he can defeat Jing Wuhen, then There is something to behold in this competition.

This time the Western Empire Competition will exceed the scale of previous competitions, because all ancient sects and ancient tribes will participate in this competition, and some hidden and amazing talents in the empire will also appear, not only Jing Wu It’s a shame to see these talented people.

To be honest, if Jing Wuhen could still firmly occupy the third position in the last competition, then I am afraid that he will not be able to enter the top ten in this competition. Chen Guangyu has the latest news. Sect, all eight ancient clans sent their super geniuses to fight, just to prepare for the rebirth of their sects.

Everyone held their breath and must strive to be the best in this competition to light a fire for their sect's birth.

High in the sky, the increasingly fierce fighting atmosphere was very terrifying. Although the two were not enemies, since they were fighting, they should be treated as enemies.

Jing Wuhen's expression was gloomy, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Of course, this murderous intent was different from murderous intent. His murderous intent was just to rub off Lin Feng's spirit. Of course, the premise was that he still had the strength.

Lin Feng's expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were sharp, like two sharp swords that could break through Jing Wuhen's huge aura at any time and defeat Jing Wuhen.

The suffocating atmosphere became thicker and thicker, and no one dared to speak out easily for fear of destroying the atmosphere that was finally created.

The battle started quietly without any prelude.

Lin Feng took a step forward, and his feet seemed to span a galactic space. It felt like hundreds of years of vicissitudes had passed. He thrust out a palm, and the hundred-foot palm print showed unprecedented bravery, as if one palm was enough to shatter the entire world.

Jing Wuhen's gaze did not change, but his robe was squeaking, and was finally broken into pieces by himself. The pieces of the clothes were scattered on the ground, revealing his strong and thin upper body. Every inch of his skin was full of power, which made all the girls scream. Call.

Jing Wuhen was not trying to be cool. Instead, he formed a defensive barrier centered on his upper body. With his powerful body, he was able to withstand Lin Feng's palm.

There was no explosive energy group like a stormy wave, and no too stunning and gorgeous scene appeared. Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen collided and separated instantly. Lin Feng withdrew his left hand and kicked Jing Wuhen's upper body with his right foot. Lin Feng originally used He exerted full strength, but withdrew some strength in front of Jing Wuhen.

Jing Wuhen frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased. He yelled angrily and punched out, hitting Lin Feng's chest hard. Lin Feng felt his internal organs tremble and his whole body flew backwards.

"Lin Feng, if you continue to fight indecisively, I will sever ties with you!". Jing Wuhen roared angrily, with a scowl on his face. He was angry, but Lin Feng actually withdrew his strength. Did he really think he was dead?

This angry shout immediately made Lin Feng wake up and suddenly slapped his forehead, yes, how could he not use his full strength? This is not a kind of protection for Jing Wuhen, but an even greater humiliation.

"Okay, Jing Wuhen, let's see what the moves are." Lin Feng figured it out and was no longer prepared to hold back. Lin Feng now used real power, real strength.

"It's too much fun!". Jing Wuhen laughed loudly and continued to fly towards Lin Feng, crashing into him with just his strong body.

Lin Feng punched out with both fists, as if two powerful monsters collided with Jing Wuhen's body. Even though the latter had a super strong physique, Lin Feng's domineering fists were full of power and full of chaos power, and Jing Wuhen still fell behind. , and was blasted nearly a hundred meters away by Lin Feng.

But this kind of battle is more enjoyable, and Jing Wuhen enjoys it very much.

"Come again, haha".

Jing Wuhen laughed loudly, and flew towards Lin Feng again, still using his body to push up. Lin Feng was not afraid of Jing Wuhen's tricks, but was afraid that Jing Wuhen's almost crazy fighting method would hurt the enemy. Eight hundred, one thousand to one's own loss, this is very dangerous.

But this is fighting, and Lin Feng will not hold back.

"Eye of Jia Yan!".

Lin Feng opened his arms, and his body was filled with violent aura. With Lin Feng at the center, it seemed that the whole world had become dark. A pupil suddenly opened between Lin Feng's eyebrows, a blood-colored pupil.

When Jing Wuhen saw this, his expression suddenly changed.

"Eye of Jiayan?"