"That's...that's the nine-color phoenix!" Lin Feng stared closely at what was happening in front of him. This was incredible. A bamboo flute could actually summon a nine-color phoenix.
At this moment, Chang Sheng's face was even more solemn. He glanced at the summoned nine-color phoenix. Although it was just a shadow, it was enough. Chang Sheng lowered his head and glanced at Lin Feng, "Boy, try this trick. Feng Ming
Flute, phoenix feather!"
Changsheng growled lowly, and his face looked a little pale. It seemed that even a strong person with the Samsara Mirror would find it difficult to use this move.
After shouting the words "Phoenix Yu" for longevity, the nine-color phoenix that was originally floating in the air vibrated its wings vigorously. Countless phoenix feathers fell off quickly, and then turned into a series of feather arrows and shot towards Lin Feng.
And the nine-colored phoenix quickly faded and disappeared after that.
Lin Feng looked at the scene in front of him and was shocked. The phoenix could actually launch a feather attack by shaking its wings. He saw that the originally light phoenix feathers were as fast as lightning at this moment, with streaks of colorful light quickly shooting towards Lin Feng's direction.
Come. Looking from a distance, it seems like a colorful spring rain is falling in the sky.
There is no possibility for Lin Feng to hide in this overwhelming formation, and it is no longer realistic to use the fire and fire rain to resist at this moment. After all, Lin Feng's Yuan Power has not fully recovered at this moment.
"Huh!" Lin Feng breathed out, moved his palm, and the Overlord Bow disappeared from his hand, and he clenched his fist tightly.
"Charge!" At this moment, Lin Feng did not dodge, let alone defend, but rushed directly towards the colorful spring rain.
"Crazy!" Seeing Lin Feng's behavior, Changsheng gave him an evaluation. You must know that the phoenix whistle and phoenix feather are one of Changsheng's most powerful killing moves. Don't look at these colorful feathers, in fact, they are all
It was formed by condensing Yuan Li. What on earth did Lin Feng want to do? Changsheng stared ahead with some confusion.
"Ho!" Lin Feng roared. The blue-grey robe that originally wrapped Lin Feng's body suddenly exploded. It seemed that his already strong body actually expanded a full circle at this moment. And Lin Feng's fist was even bigger.
out.
At this moment, Lin Feng was seen rushing in front of Feng Yu. "Ho!" Both fists were waved out at the same time. The fists as fast as lightning hit Feng Yu directly at this moment.
"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!" A symphony of gold and iron played in the air. It was as if dozens of people were trying their best. Lin Feng seemed to have entered an extremely crazy state at this moment, not thinking about those things at all.
How hard Feng Yu is. In his eyes, he can smash any hard thing with one punch. This is confidence and courage.
Whenever Lin Feng clenches his fists and uses his fists and body as attacking weapons, he can enter a very mysterious state. This state is one of the important reasons why he was able to win countless free fighting competitions in his previous life.
In this state, he can even kill opponents who are more powerful than himself. Lin Feng calls this the crazy state. Yes, in the crazy state, he can quickly reach the peak.
Hands, feet, legs, elbows, head, body, every part can exert combat effectiveness under Lin Feng's urging. You must know that when Lin Feng was at the first level of Yuanhun, he could fight with the second level monsters with his own physical skills.
What's more, now Lin Feng has broken through the Soul Mirror and reached the realm of life and death. His physical fitness is countless times stronger than before.
"He...he actually used his body to directly resist my Phoenix Feather. Even the Black Turtle clan would not dare to do this!" Changsheng was extremely shocked when he saw Lin Feng's behavior at this moment.
At this moment, Lin Feng was getting more and more addicted to fighting. It had been a long time since he had used physical skills so heartily. Although some parts of his body were still injured, this was nothing to Lin Feng.
Finally, when Lin Feng was happy and Chang Sheng was surprised, Lin Feng took the second move easily. Chang Sheng, who was an eighth-level monster, was very surprised. This was actually easier than the first move.
"Not bad, not bad! Lin Feng, your physical strength is probably much stronger than some of us orcs at this time." Chang Sheng was not discouraged or angry because of Lin Feng's victory. Instead, he looked very happy.
"It seems that your physical fitness is still very strong. I was mistaken."
"Haha, you're welcome. The move I took from you just now was really powerful. Maybe this will be your fate." Lin Feng was already familiar with Changsheng at this moment, so he said casually.
Changsheng actually liked this human boy more and more at this time. From the beginning because Bawang Gong didn't kill him, to now he admires him.
This change in Changsheng made Lin Feng feel more and more confident. At least this Changsheng would not kill him. Thinking of this, Lin Feng chuckled and said: "Please take action!"
Seeing this, Changsheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Boy, good job! However, this third move is not so simple. Feng Ming, Feng Ming!"
Having said that! Changsheng's phoenix whistle appeared in the air again. At this moment, the phoenix whistle did not move like it did twice before, but floated there quietly. Changsheng glanced at the phoenix whistle and then at Lin Feng.
Then he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, picked up the Feng Ming Flute, and brought it to his mouth very gracefully.
"Woo..." A melodious flute sounded quietly. Notes seemed to flow out from the sound of the flute and directly penetrated into Lin Feng's mind. A beautiful picture appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes.
, that scene was very familiar, it was actually my hometown in my previous life.
Yes, that is the Xiangjiang River, with rolling blue waves and smoke. On a small boat on the Xiangjiang River, there are three people sitting, a middle-aged couple and a handsome and strong young man. The cantabile andante is light and airy.
The melody, sometimes singing low, sometimes stirring and singing loudly, is very beautiful and moving. The scene is like being in it, every faint smile, every thoughtful conversation, is so real.
"Xiao Feng, look at how old you are. When will you bring your partner to your home? Let us see! You know you are competing all day long. The competition is very important, but your marriage should also be decided."
The middle-aged woman in the picture said.
"You said it, as a woman, the child is now in its prime. The world-class free fighting champion that has just been won has a long way to go in the future. After marrying a wife, there will be no future.
"The man interjected.
"I don't care who is a champion or not. Career is important, and family is also important." The middle-aged woman said angrily.
"What do you know? Humph!" The man was also a little unhappy.
"That's... dad... mom..." Lin Feng, who was standing on the desert at this moment, his eyes seemed a little hollow and absent-minded, and he muttered to himself.
"You know. Don't listen to him, son. Get this done as soon as possible. I'm still waiting to have my grandson!" The middle-aged woman turned to the handsome and muscular young man and said.
"You..." The middle-aged man was speechless.
"Dad, Mom, stop arguing. I will handle this matter. I am old enough to know what to do." The handsome and muscular young man persuaded.