Battling Records of the Chosen One

Just unexpectedly, when the words of master Luo Feng of Lingwen just fell, someone sneered. [love ↑ go to △ small ↓ say △ net wqu]

"there are talented people in every generation, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. I'd like to ask, what is sensationalism?"

It was Lao Mo who asked questions directly, which surprised the whole audience. It was rare for someone to refute Luo Feng.

However, Luo Feng looked calm and said, "Lao Mo, when will you refine a spirit tattoo combat suit, let's ask this question again."

The implication is, you want to question me? You're not qualified!

"I'm just telling you that today is Lintian's press conference. If you don't like it, you can leave. You don't have to rely on the old to sell the old."

Old Mo Leng hum.

Everyone was a little surprised. They guessed that there must be some contradiction between Lao Mo and Luo Feng. Otherwise, how could they fight each other on such occasions.

"Old Mo!"

Luo Feng's face sank and his voice became cold. "It seems that you have a lot of problems with me. Why, do you still want to take this opportunity to settle the old accounts?"

"Why not?"

Old Mo also appears very tough, eyes full of hate.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. I didn't expect that I didn't see the real face of the "broken war" at the press conference. On the contrary, someone argued first.

"Please calm down. Everyone came to see Master Lintian's masterpiece. Some doubts are inevitable."

On the high stage, Li An, the host, said with a smile, "after showing the magic of" broken sorrow ", I believe everyone will be very happy to hear the comments from Mr. Luo Feng and Mr. Mo himself. At that time, I also hope that the two elders of the spiritual tattoo world will not hesitate to give me advice."

The words are very beautiful. They flatter them without any trace, suggesting that even if they want to argue, it's not too late after they show the Lingwen battle suit.

"Brother Luo, Lao Mo, what do you think?"

At this time, Mrs. Baohua also spoke, with a graceful temperament.

Old Mo look a slow, nod a way: "good, wait a moment I pour to see who is grandstanding."

Luo Feng said with no expression: "a battle suit with holy stripes may be extremely powerful, but I doubt whether the spirit in it has been wiped out in the thunder robbery. If so, the so-called battle suit with holy stripes is just an empty shell. Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to see these differences."

He suddenly said this, which was obviously to show that he had different views on the Lingwen war refined by Lintian!

Many people can't help thinking about this. Luo Feng is the only remaining master of Lingwen in Imperial Shengong Academy. He is famous all over the world and respected by countless Lingwen masters, just like the authority of Lingwen world.

Since he expressed different views on this, he could not help but be ignored.

"Brother Luo is right, but it's too early to say that. I'll see it with my own eyes later. Maybe I can get a clear answer."

Without waiting for Lao Mo to speak, Mrs. Baohua had already spoken out first, obviously worried that they would quarrel again.

So far, the episode has come to an end.

However, it was this episode that made the whole audience look forward to it more and more. Before Lintian's Lingwen battle suit was on display, it caused a dispute among the leading figures in the Lingwen world, which had never happened before.

The atmosphere became quiet again, and all eyes were focused on the stage.

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an also stopped talking nonsense and said with a smile: "time is precious. Next, please witness this masterpiece from master Lintian!"

Then he turned and walked down the stage.

At the same time, a thin figure appeared on the high platform. The man was upright, his face was like a knife, and his appearance was a little old. The brow was full of vicissitudes.

But there was a commotion at the ceremony. Many people couldn't sit still and were surprised.

"This It seems to be Shen Jinglun, the white horse of that year? "

"God, it's really Shen Jinglun. I haven't heard from him for many years. I didn't think that he is so old now."

"It's really him. It's said that he followed the last clan leader of the Lin family and lived in anonymity. Now that he's here, he must represent Lintian and demonstrate the magic of" broken sorrow "himself."

White horse, Shen Jinglun!

Many years ago, he was a famous figure in the Forbidden City. He was regarded as the pride of his generation, and even the great emperor praised him today.

At that time, he was extremely elegant. He rode a white horse across the capital and won many praises. He was regarded as a man like the scorching sun and had an unlimited future.

Who can imagine that after so many years, the white horse Tanhua actually reappeared in the world?

Just after the excitement, there is a burst of emotion. The years are like a knife to make people old. Shen Jinglun was so natural and unrestrained in those days, but now he is covered with the color of wind and frost. How can people not sigh?Tianjiao, who rose together with him in those years, has become a giant and powerful as long as it has not fallen. However, he is the only one who incarnates himself as an old servant and is almost forgotten by the world, leaving a few sighs.

There was a lot of uproar and emotion in the field, but Lin Zhong on the stage seemed to be unaware of it. He came to the central position in silence and opened the bronze box in silence. From the beginning to the end, he was like an old servant who was not good-looking. No one could imagine that he was once famous in the Forbidden City.

Hum!

A wisp of pure chant resounded, like a Taoist voice, which immediately attracted the eyes of all the audience.

See a vast dark gray luster, appeared in the hands of Lin Zhong, also in this moment, his momentum suddenly changed, as if changed a person!

If Lin Zhong was an old servant full of wind and frost before, now he is just like a sword out of sheath, sharp and powerful!

A lot of people's eyes are bright, breath holding, silent, the atmosphere is terrible.

On the high stage, Lin Zhong didn't immediately demonstrate. Instead, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He was as silent as a mountain. He seemed to be adjusting himself. Standing at will, there was an invisible and frightening momentum spreading.

Some of the big people in the field have a flash of brilliance in their eyes. They can feel that Lin Zhong's momentum is rising, just like a giant dragon dormant in his body, waking up from his deep sleep!

Lintian opened his eyes.

Bang!

In the palm of his hand, the vast dark gray light suddenly changed into a long gun. It was simple and natural, but it had a terrible smell. It suppressed the void and made it sound sad. It seemed that it was about to collapse.

Hiss!

There were a lot of cool sounds in the field. When the gun appeared, a devastating force swept away, making their skin full of goose bumps and stinging.

As if, if there is life in the long gun, there is a soul with peerless edge dormant inside!

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all the big people in this room open their eyes and spread out all kinds of senses to capture the breath of that long gun, and never let go of any details.

At this time, Lin Zhong moved. His eyes were like a sword, and his eyebrows were full of expression. His momentum had risen to the peak.

In a trance, the white horse Tanhua seems to have come back, holding a long gun, alone, there are mountains and rivers, the peerless demeanor in the world.

Boom!

On the high platform, a bronze puppet appears. It is the best defensive puppet in shidingzhai. It can resist the powerful attack of the cave and is extremely expensive.

But when Lin Zhong pointed the spear at a distance without any action, the bronze puppet was destroyed and turned into powder.

Just with the breath of a spear, a puppet can resist the full blow of the cave!

There was a sensation at the ceremony, and many big people couldn't help losing their voice. They were moved by it. This gun was too terrible.

Luo Feng's eyes could not help shrinking, and immediately hummed coldly: "if it's just like this, it's just a slightly more lethal Lingwen combat suit at best."

But just for a moment, his face was stiff, and his heart twitched violently.

On the high platform, the dark gray spear suddenly transpiration out of a dense and obscure spirit array pattern, vaguely has the Kui cow roar, the sun and moon floating and sinking vision.

This scene was like a miracle, and the audience was stunned.

The faces of some senior people with high accomplishments are slightly changed at the moment, because they clearly feel that a dangerous breath is spreading and everywhere, which makes them feel a little palpitation!

At this time, Feng Qingyou is also in a trance. Her beautiful face is full of astonishment and shock. She suddenly murmurs: "teacher, can you see how many spirit formations have been carved in the treasure?"

"If I read it correctly, it should be forty-nine heaven level spirit array..."

The eyes of Mrs. Baohua beside her were also full of splendor. "The road is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine. One of them is gone, but all of them are taken by one shot This is a mistake! He How is it refined? "

She couldn't guarantee her composure. She was shocked!

"Teacher, what are you talking about?" Wind light leisurely, confused.

At this moment, Mrs. Baohua seemed to be in a state of bewilderment. She ignored it and muttered to herself, "no wonder it has led to thunder robbery, which is not allowed by heaven. She has to escape one of its vitality and seal it all on this gun. This is to attack the road against heaven But how did he do it in the end? This gun can be kept in the world... "

Not only Mrs. Baohua, but also Luo Feng saw this, so his face became very stiff, his eyes dilated, and he couldn't believe it.

Like Yu Beidou, Cheng Jing, and Lao Mo, they can all vaguely detect it, but they can't judge whether it's true or not. They can't help but wonder.

They are all holy tattoo masters. They are great figures in holy tattoo world. What they are concerned about is some secret methods and array diagrams for refining this gun.

For those great figures who have profound attainments in practice, the vision presented by this gun at this time makes them feel an invisible dangerous atmosphere.Bang!

On the high stage, the boundless breath turned into wisps of spiritual light, and finally evolved into a layer of dark war clothes, which covered Lin Zhong's whole body. That breath perfectly matched with the long gun in his hand, which reflected Lin Zhong's momentum once again in an instant!

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