Chapter 737 Who Will Come First?

Lin Feng's frank admission made He Jin slightly surprised.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the battle on the battlefield. At this time, the fierce battle was in full swing, and the strength of both sides was at its best. It could be seen that Wu Ge was obviously stronger, but with his talent of understanding, understanding and ground Yao Shengqi's tyranny, Wu Daozi also tried his best.

A great showdown.

It was also a brutal showdown.

Both of them were injured, but He Jin still stood firm and did not call for a stop.

"This is the army." Lin Feng clearly understood that the Glory League seems to be a loose alliance of forces, but in fact it is tightly twisted like a hemp rope. Every lieutenant and sergeant has an iron-blooded temperament. very similar.

Injuries are just commonplace.

In martial arts competitions, you must go all out, and the brave will win when you meet on a narrow road.

"Peng!" A head-to-head confrontation, Wu Daozi flew backwards with a muffled groan. Although the talent is strong, there is a big gap between the strengths of each other. This blow directly made the situation clear. The wolf howled wildly.

"Wu Daozi, I'm going to lose." Lin Feng knew very well.

Wu Ge didn't let go of this good opportunity, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, he had no way to continue, he could only swallow the bitter fruit of failure amidst the shouts around him. But for him, winning or losing is second, the most important thing is to know where his current strength is, and prepare for the first half of the battle in one month.

The evaluation of the rookie's combat power is just a formality.

"Wu Ge!" "Wu Ge!" "Wu Ge!!"

All the sergeants raised their arms and shouted, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd high, and Wu Ge, like the god of war returning in triumph, beat his chest with his left hand and roared. He was also very depressed in this battle. He had never seen such a difficult opponent, as unaffected as a ball of cotton candy.

Lin Feng looked at Wu Daozi, who staggered up with his hand on his wound.

Looking at each other, Wu Daozi showed a wry smile. Blood dripped from the wound on his chest, Wu Daozi left the battlefield, looking very lonely.

"Go back to Thirty-Three Continents!"

"A group of wild monkeys who can't control themselves!"

"This is the Nirvana world, you bumpkins shouldn't come here!"

...

△dǐng△ǎn△Xiao△ said,

.▼.⊥os_(); The taunt sounded again.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, although he knew it was more of jealousy, but he still felt uncomfortable when he heard it. Especially at this moment, more than a hundred people from the Thirty-Three Continents were defeated one by one, and they were ashamed and clenched their fists tightly. Coupled with Wu Daozi's bleak back, it was like a needle stuck in their hearts.

Ridiculous sound. It pierces the ears like a magic sound.

The wanton and insolent laughter is an insult to all the fighters who are trying their best.

tread!

Lin Feng walked out.

Feel with your heart, act with your heart.

The mocking laughter weakened a bit, and bundles of gazes came together. All the Niemo powerhouses in the Thirty-Three Continents also raised their heads. When they saw Lin Feng, their shameful eyes suddenly brightened. They may not know Wudaozi, but Sword Demon Lin Feng... No one knows it!

The real king of thirty-three continents!

"Shua!" Wu Daozi's eyes lit up.

The corners of He Jin's mouth curled up slightly, looking leisurely.

"Another one?"

"Those bumpkins from Thirty-Three Continents really aren't afraid of losing face. How many of them are there?"

"This is not the one just now..."

Discussions arose everywhere.

Lin Feng waited as if ignoring it, and stood still in the center of the battlefield.

He had seen this kind of scene too many times, his eyes glanced over the sergeants and lieutenants indifferently, and Lin Feng said suddenly: "Who will come first?"

three words. Shen suddenly fell.

In an instant, the original noise turned into silence. Sergeants and lieutenants looked at each other, but they were a little uncertain. When things really come to a head. Who is somewhat hesitant in his heart, but there are quite a few brave ones.

"I come!"

The sound was like a bell, and a giant man with a height of nearly two meters strode forward with a giant ax on his shoulder. Muscular, with a deep scar on his face, the big black-haired hand of the giant axe slapped his chest fiercely: "Corporal, man, please teach me!"

"Thirty-Three Continents, Lin Feng." Lin Feng said.

"You also use your palm?" The big man with the giant ax looked at him with disdainful eyes.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Come on."

"Come on, Man Heng!"

"Chop him into meat paste within three moves, haha!"

"Let the bumpkins of Thirty-Three Continents see how powerful our Nirvana world is!"

The honorable sergeants all around shouted happily, but they were numb after winning.

Man Heng, a big man with a giant axe, flashed his light, shouted with arrogance, and the world of the ax poured out, but in an instant, an even larger world of swords covered him, Man Heng's complexion changed, and the giant ax was overwhelming , falling down with a loud bang.

The next moment——

"Break!" Lin Feng used his hand as a knife, and drew it directly.

There is no extra power, no weapon amplification, and no titanium-level body bonus, just the explosion of Taiyou's holy energy, the ultimate level of tyranny, like an aurora penetrating the world, seemingly inconspicuous but the moment of touching the giant axe.

Peng! Burst! !

Explosive explosion, the power is shocking.

"Shua!" He Jin's eyes widened.

With a miserable hiss, Man Heng was directly taken away by this huge force, the giant ax was shattered, and the standard armor on his body was also shattered. The most direct head-to-head handover is a complete crush, a huge gap in strength that cannot be contended with.

It was silent.

The entire battlefield was eerily quiet.

"Sword Demon!" "Sword Demon!" All the Niemo powerhouses in the Thirty-Three Continents shouted frantically with flushed faces. Excitement and anticipation, admiration.

This is the real powerhouse!

Their Thirty-Three Continents are not weak!

Because they have sword demons, unrivaled sword demons!

"What kind of holy spirit is this!?" He Jin was not surprised by Man Heng's failure, because Man Heng had no brains to find out by himself.

What shocked He Jin was Lin Feng's holy energy. He had never seen it before. Judging from the degree of condensation of the holy energy, it was definitely a "perfect" fusion of the holy energy, but the composition of the holy energy could not be seen from the glimpse just now. , There are all kinds of perfect fusion of holy energy in my mind, which cannot be matched.

Frowning tightly, He Jin's light flickered suddenly: "Could it be the perfect fusion of three holy spirits!?"

"impossible!"

No wonder He Jin was shocked.

Perfect fusion is already difficult, let alone the perfect fusion of the three holy qi, and the most terrifying thing is——

Lin Feng's Holy Qi Rank!

"No, it's not a masterpiece."

"Even if it is the extreme holy energy, it is far inferior to his holy energy."

Looking at Lin Feng, He Jin's body trembled.

what did he find

"Ultimate holy energy, definitely the ultimate holy energy!" He Jin's lips were dry and his heart was beating wildly. Looking at the entire Nirvana world, there is very little ultimate holy energy, and there is only one person in the entire Seven Leagues of Glory, Nirvana The world's top Yuanǎn actually appeared in front of his eyes!

…(to be continued.)