Martial Immortal Inheritance System

"What an innocent woman."

Looking at Fang Xiaoyun's leaving back, Zhang Yunhao suddenly laughed. At this moment, an unhappy voice suddenly came from the side: "Zhang Yunhao, you laugh so wretched?"

"I'm such a handsome person, no matter how you laugh, I can't be awkward. I'm a handsome guy with three hundred and sixty degrees.

Zhang Yunhao turned his head and smiled, two rows of white teeth gleaming-the special effect of Gang Qi.

"Congratulations, your skin is thicker again."

Miao Xue rolled her eyes and asked, "Your partner Xiaoyun is interesting?"

"I have a good feeling, I can't help but want to tease her, but I didn't think too much."

Zhang Yunhao didn't deny it. He said, "I can feel the good and evil of people's hearts. Xiaoyun's heart is very pure, unlike you guys with **** hands."

"Which great master is not full of blood?"

Miao Xue dismissed it, she said: "You should be because of her Mohist technique, right?"

"If I want Mohist techniques, I don't need to be so troublesome."

Zhang Yunhao shook his head and said, "Besides, I still can't afford to offend the Mo family. The Mo family's techniques are useless to me."

Miao Xue nodded secretly when she heard this, and sneered on the surface: "There are people your little bully dare not offend?"

"Budo cares about sincerity, sincerity in the great, sincere in self, I will not deceive people with emotion, although I am very good in this aspect."

Zhang Yunhao shook his head and said, "Well, Miao Xue, did you feel anything?"

Miao Xue said: "Tomorrow is very lively, but you will not die, Ling Feng will not die, and I will not die."

Zhang Yunhao frowned: "Is there only this point?"

"How much do you want?"

Miao Xue rolled her eyes and said, "I'm just a great master."

Zhang Yunhao said with a smile but a smile: "A great master whose strength is advancing by leaps and bounds."

Miao Xue was taken aback for a moment. Just about to say something, Zhang Yunhao waved her hand and said: "A coincidence is here. She is just like you, her strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, and she even has a little understanding of the true meaning."

Miao Xue was stunned; "Her strength is also advancing by leaps and bounds?"

"Well, you all have destiny and the power of heaven. Be careful yourself. In addition, Qiaoqiao may want to kill you."

Zhang Yunhao didn't say much, touched Miaoxue's head and left!

Whether it is Miaoxue or Qiaoqiao, the black fog behind them is too terrifying, Zhang Yunhao can't afford to provoke!

Wanting to help people, but not being able to help, this is also a kind of non-freedom. If you want complete freedom, you can only become the strongest in the world!

"Coincident?"

Miaoxue's face was uncertain and she couldn't wait to find Qiaoqiao. As for Qiaoqiao who wanted to kill her, she didn't care at all. With her current sensitivity, no one could kill her!

...

In a blink of an eye, the next morning, two groups of people officially met in a forest above Echo Valley.

The warrior on the left is led by the eight princes, there are about 20, while on the right is Zhang Yunhao's team and the invited sect children, a total of 13 people.

The atmosphere on both sides was a bit solemn, and Zhang Yunhao smiled when he saw it, "This time we have two main goals, one is to eradicate the magic door, and the other is to watch Ling Feng's good show. I really want to know that after this ice face was saved What will it look like?"

As soon as he said this, everyone suddenly laughed, and the eighth prince said heartily: "I think his face will be even colder."

"Of course, it must be uncomfortable to ask others to come to the rescue at the top of the list."

It was the Liaoyuan gun Fanghuo who was talking. He had suffered from Ling Feng's losses, so he was very happy to suggest that Ling Feng was deflated.

Yan Fei glared at Fang Huo, but didn't say anything, after all, things were wrong now.

Zhang Yunhao smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, I set up a magical array on the top of the mountain, and we can go there to monitor the situation in Echo Valley."

The Eighth Prince was a little surprised: "Little Overlord, you know how to make a formation?"

Zhang Yunhao said modestly: "Understand a little bit."

"If you only know a little bit, let us set up the formation here."

The Great Master of the Beiming Family next to the Eighth Prince said coldly: "If it is discovered by the Demon Sect, it will fall short."

As soon as he said this, the people on Zhang Yunhao's side frowned. They didn't want to enter the court's formation, who knew what traps were in it.

When Yan Fei was about to speak, Zhang Yunhao raised his hand and said, "Yes, as long as your formation has the effect of covering the soul!"

The Eighth Prince frowned: "Hiding the soul?"

"Well, there is a master in the magic door who can sense the soul."

Zhang Yunhao nodded and said, this is not nonsense, the witch of the Heart Dream can definitely sense the soul.

"How do we know..."

The Great Master of the Beiming Family was about to argue, the Eighth Prince raised his hand and said: "If this is the case, it's up to you to arrange it!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Zhang Yunhao hugged his fist and asked a little puzzled: "His Royal Highness, why is Brother Wuwei not here?"

The Eighth Prince said casually: "He has other tasks."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Yunhao didn't ask much, and led everyone to the top of the mountain. A phantom array had already been set up there. The people in front walked in and immediately disappeared like water patterns!

"What a clever formation technique."

The Great Master of the Beiming Family's complexion changed slightly, and he was also proficient in the formation, so he understood how subtle this phantom formation was.

"Little Overlord, you seem to be very humble."

The eighth prince was surprised when he heard this. Zhang Yunhao was so young that he had a martial arts formation. He was too genius?

"I've always been very humble, but it's a pity that the truth is rumored in the arena, causing everyone to misunderstand me."

Zhang Yunhao sighed. Of course, this phantom formation was not made by him, but by the little magic cloth. The talent of this guy in the formation is too terrible, and it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the level of the seven major formation mages.

It is worth mentioning that the little demon is currently performing a special task, not here, in addition, Zhang Yunhao has arranged a means on the little demon, and he is not afraid of messing up after he leaves!

"misunderstanding?"

A lot of people are rolling their eyes. If your little overlord is considered modest, then there are arrogant people in this world?

Without mentioning this, everyone soon came to the top of the mountain, but to their surprise, they were surrounded by a white mist, and they couldn't see the situation outside.

Everyone turned their heads and asked, "Little Overlord, what is going on?"

"The magic door is sensitive, and the witch of the heart dream knows the true meaning. If we look at her, she will definitely feel it."

Zhang Yunhao explained: "So, we just listen to the voice."

"That should be the case, Little Overlord, you are interested."

Many great masters nodded their heads in agreement, but some were very upset: "I still want to see how beautiful the Xinmeng Witch is, she can actually charm the ruthless sword Lingfeng!"

Yan Fei suddenly became murderous when she heard that, and the eighth prince smiled and said, "No matter how beautiful, he is also a demon. We must kill them all! Besides, there will be a chance to see them in a while."

"This is natural!"

Everyone nodded one after another, righteous and evil are not at the same time, and they will not make mistakes in the big right and wrong.

Zhang Yunhao said: "Well, everyone is ready. The battle will start at any time. In addition, don't use the qi as soon as possible to avoid being discovered."

"it is good!"

Everyone agreed, the Eighth Prince's eyes flashed, and the voice transmission said: "Little Overlord, can you show me outside? I want to know the general strength of the Demon Sect!"

"Naturally."

Zhang Yunhao knew that the Eighth Prince was a little worried about himself, and took him to the side, carefully unraveling a little mist.

The Eighth Prince looked down and saw that more than twenty magic gates were waiting. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Zhang Yunhao also closed the mist for the first time!

"Ok?"

In the valley, the witch of Xinmeng suddenly raised her head to look at the mountain wall, her brows frowned, and the saint of Shura on the side immediately asked: "Xinmeng, is something wrong?"

After feeling the witch of the Heart Dream, she shook her head and said: "It's nothing, maybe I'm sensitive."

The saint woman of Shura smiled and said: "That's good, Ling Feng should be coming soon, this person's number one will soon become a thing of the past."

"Of course, as long as he dares to come today, he will definitely die!"

The witch of Xinmeng chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, I don't know if he is willing to swing a knife at me now?"

"Of course he won't be willing, who will?"

A group of magic sects complimented, one by one, they were obsessed with the dream witch.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, Zhang Xin and Flying Sword Wang Wang Xing, they don't care about the Witch of the Heart Dream, silently waiting for Ling Feng's arrival.

"Kill Ling Feng first, then Zhang Yunhao!"

There was a flying knife in Wang Xing's fingers that quickly turned around, but no one could see it. His flying knife would only be seen after hitting the target!

"This shameless woman."

On the mountain, Yan Fei immediately gritted her teeth when she heard the sound coming from below. The others didn't react much. In fact, they also wanted to know that Ling Feng would not swing a knife.

From the God of Gamblers, the proud mahjong master made a suggestion: "Should I open a gambling game?"

Everyone was about to agree. At this moment, Zhang Yunhao suddenly said: "Ling Feng is here, everyone is ready!"

When everyone heard it, they couldn't care about the gambling, and they all made preparations.

In the valley, a cold and proud man with white clothes like snow and white hair like ice was slowly walking into the valley. When he appeared, everyone present subconsciously held their breath and dared not make a sound.

No matter how you ridiculed Ling Feng before, when he appeared, almost no one dared to speak. This is the power of Ling Feng who is the number one!

Of course, it's just that there are almost no one. The Witch of the Heart Dream smiled and said: "Brother Ling Feng, you are here."

"Brother Ling Feng?"

Yan Fei on the top of the mountain almost rushed straight down, Zhang Yunhao rolled his eyes, and clicked his acupuncture point in the gap. He knew that this woman was unreliable.

Ling Feng was as cold as ice: "Xinmeng, today, you will definitely die by my sword!"

The Witch of the Heart Dream laughed like a silver bell: "Brother Ling Feng, are you willing?"

"Those who stand in my way are killed!"

Ling Feng walked towards the magic gates expressionlessly. Although there were many magic gates, he was not afraid at all. In fact, it was the monsters that should be feared!

The Witch of the Heart Dream sighed and said: "What a ruthless sword Lingfeng, it's a pity that you are destined to die here today."

"Just rely on you chickens and dogs?"

Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged: "I know you plan to kill me, but what about it? Below the heavens, who killed me?"

This was extremely arrogant, but no one was opposed to it, because he was Ling Feng, a peerless genius who had only been born for hundreds of years!

"If you are still the ruthless knife, then no one can kill you, but unfortunately, you already have me in your heart."

The Dream Witch laughed and said, "Brother Ling Feng, accept the reality, you are no longer the invincible you before!"

"Kill you enough!"

Ling Feng glared, everyone around felt that he was trapped in the ice, unable to move, and could only watch Ling Feng walking towards the Witch of the Heart Dream.

At the same time, Ling Feng held the ruthless knife (imitation) in his right hand, and the killing intent quickly rose. When the knife was out of its sheath, the head of the witch of the heart dream would leave her body!

The demon heads were shocked: "So powerful? Is this guy's sword intent really flawed?"

At this moment, the witch of Xinmeng smiled suddenly and disappointed: "Brother Ling Feng, your sword intent is weaker than I thought. It seems that I am becoming more and more important in your heart!"

In the laugh of the witch of the heart dream, the demon heads recovered their ability to act, and at the same time an urge to die for the witch of the heart dream was born in their hearts. This is the witch of the heart dream to relieve Ling Feng's true intentions!

Being able to be relieved so easily, Ling Feng's sword intent really had a problem!

"dead!"

Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he appeared in front of the Witch of Xinmeng like a teleport, and then the merciless knife turned into a cold electric slash towards the opponent's neck. Everything around it seemed to be frozen, including time and space.

The demons couldn't help holding their breath. This sword light was too terrifying, too terrifying, but when I saw it, I felt like I was about to die!

It was the first time that Wang Xing, the flying knife king, saw Ling Feng making a knife. His eyes suddenly widened, and his inside was full of horror.

"How can there be such a terrible knife? It can kill everything in this world!"

Wang Xing always thought that his flying knife was the most terrifying in the world, but now, he knew he was wrong, because the ruthless knife was even more terrifying!

"Can the Witch of the Heart Dream block this knife?"

The demon heads were worried, and at this moment, Xinmeng Witch's laughter sounded again, and at the same time, her two Qianqian fingers clamped the world-famous ruthless knife!

That's right, the ruthless knife was caught by the witch of Xinmeng!

"Great!"

The demons were very excited, but did not dare to cheer loudly because they were frightened by Ling Feng.

The Witch of the Heart Dream shook her head and said: "This knife is not ready, Brother Ling Feng, you are too anxious, we women, don't like men who are too anxious!"

"dead!"

Ling Feng still didn't talk nonsense, the ruthless sword shook fiercely, thousands of swords bloomed, and the soul of every cold person trembled.

The Dream Witch giggled, her body floated behind as if weightless, and at the same time she shouted: "Forming!"

Everyone subconsciously took out the formation flag and waved it vigorously, and rolling yellow sand was blown around in an instant. Then, all the demon heads disappeared in the yellow sand.

"Fantastically!"

Ling Feng dismissed it, and the ruthless knife swung nine consecutive knives to the side, each of which caused a large piece of yellow sand to dissipate in the air, but immediately new yellow sand was born, endlessly!

Ling Feng's complexion remained unchanged ~www.wuxiahere.com~ As long as he had a knife in his hand, he would not fear anyone, including Ji Feng, the world's number one master.

Just when Ling Feng was about to take the sword again, the voice of the Witch of Dreams suddenly sounded around him: "Brother Ling Feng, this is the great red dust formation I specially prepared for you, please enjoy it!"

Ling Feng's voice was as cold as ice: "Let the horse come here, today, you will all die by my knife!"

"Then come."

Along with the voice of the Witch of the Heart Dream, a voice like a billowing thunder suddenly sounded!

"greedy!"

It was just a simple word, but Ling Feng had countless pictures in his mind, pictures related to greed!

Is Ling Feng greedy?

Of course Ling Feng was greedy. He was greedy of martial arts, realm, swordsmanship...As long as he was greedy for things related to martial arts, at this moment, all these greeds flooded into his heart, making his sword heart gradually blinded.