Super Ring

"You must have, and refuse to take it out!" The man with the hammer in his hand slowly approached the man with the big beard when he said this.

The two are getting closer, and maybe a fight will break out next.

Lin Feng fell from the sky and stood beside the wooden room and looked at the direction where the two of them were. A golden flower was conspicuously pinned to the man with the hammer in his hand.

It seems that this man is participating in the competition, and at this moment he is threatening the aborigines who originally lived in this forest.

"If you want to say that, I can't help it." The man with a big beard spread his hands and said.

"It seems that you are stubborn, take me." The man with the hammer in his hand smashed the man with the big beard while holding the hammer.

And the man with the scumbag stepped forward and punched, a black fist mark burst out, and quickly hit the man holding the hammer.

With a sound of "bang!", the man holding the hammer was bombarded and flew out, vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

Lin Feng could see that the man holding the hammer was a warrior in the middle stage of the god-man, and the man with a big beard was the later stage of the god-man. The different realms of the two people would of course produce different results.

"You're great, let's see!" The man holding the hammer covered his chest with one hand and fled directly into the air.

"Are you here to take care of me asking for inner alchemy?" The man with a big beard turned his head and looked at Lin Feng.

"I'm not interested in ordinary inner alchemy. If you know where there are powerful monsters, then help me a lot." Lin Feng said as he looked at the bearded man.

"What are you supposed to do? I just saw a lot of warriors with golden flowers on their bodies passing by here. Some of them are in groups, some of them are acting alone, such as you, and those who were just blown away by me. That person is acting alone, what are you doing?" the bearded man asked suspiciously.

"In fact, we are participating in a competition. The first competition is to collect the inner alchemy of the monster beast. The more powerful the monster beast, the higher the value of the inner alchemy. I want to find out where there are powerful monsters. "Lin Feng asked.

"If you fly thirty miles to the east, you will see a cliff. There is a cave on the cliff wall with a thousand-year-old scorpion in it. I know so much." The man with a big beard said.

"Okay, thanks." Lin Feng jumped into the air directly after hearing this, and flew towards the east.

In less than a minute, Lin Feng had already reached the edge of the cliff, and one could imagine how fast he was now.

But he was not the first person to come here. The extremely fierce fighting under the cliff was streaming into Lin Feng's ears continuously.

Lin Feng jumped and jumped down.

Lin Feng reached below the cliff and saw five or six martial artists using martial arts around the thousand-year-old dragon.

Below the cliff was a small river. At this moment, Lin Feng was in the air, watching the battle in the distance.

These five or six warriors are all wounded, but the thousand-year-old dragon is intact. Seeing this situation and the scene of fighting, Lin Feng initially judged that the strength of this thousand-year-old dragon is stronger than that of the Great Wind Wolf King. It's just a few.

"You are not its opponents, get out of it! Let me come!" Lin Feng shouted in true anger.

The five or six warriors heard the roar and collectively looked in the direction of Lin Feng, and then invariably rushed towards Lin Feng's position.

The Millennium Flood Dragon was also approaching Lin Feng at this time. Lin Feng used a sword-drawing style to cut out a sword aura that slowed the Millennium Flood Dragon a bit, although this sword aura did not cut it through the Millennium Flood Dragon. Skin, but it also caused some obstacles to it.

"Brother, can you beat this thousand-year-old dragon alone?"

"In the past thousand years, the five of us have been fighting together for ten minutes, and we didn't even hurt it."

"Isn't it, the defense is amazing, but the attack is mediocre."

Those warriors all told Lin Feng what happened just now.

"I am enough, but I won't give you the inner alchemy because there is only one." Lin Feng said lightly.

"Okay, anyway, we can't win this thousand-year-old Jiao, let's take a good look at your performance." The warrior said.

After saying this, the five or six martial artists gave way to make room for Lin Feng to deal with this thousand-year-old dragon.

This thousand-year dragon is in the stage of transforming into a dragon. If it passes this stage, it will be a thousand-year dragon.

However, it hasn't passed this stage yet. If you give it a little more time, it will be very troublesome for Lin Feng to take its inner alchemy.

Just as the warriors let away, Thousand-Year Jiao Yi's tail drew towards Lin Feng, Lin Feng raised the blood-drinking sword in his hand and held it across his chest to resist.

The tail was drawn directly on Lin Feng's blood-drinking sword, Lin Feng didn't move, as if he was drawn by a bunch of cotton just now.

"No Dao Sword Technique, Broken Sword Flow, Tenth Style, Eight Desolation Promise Falling Style!" Lin Feng faintly said the name of the move. Although this move is the tenth style, it is a revision of the tenth style. How much did Lin Feng grow in his practice? Now he is showing it step by step.