The personal master of the female president

The Battle of Taihang Mountain was beyond everyone's expectations.

A result that no one dared to imagine shocked everyone.

Lin Feng defeated Sword God.

Countless people feel that a change is about to start.

This world is about to change!

Countless people left Taihang Mountain one after another, and ordinary people were already too cold.

Although the wind and snow had stopped, the temperature in this icy and snowy land was too much to freeze.

People in the rivers and lakes hurried down the mountain to report the battle report of Taihang Mountain and report this amazing news.

Lin Feng didn't die, not only that, but his Tai Chi Dao Xin recovered.

More importantly, Lin Feng became a grand master of a generation.

The current Lin Feng is stronger than he was a few years ago.

Lin Feng put on the coat he brought from the villa, and led Lin Shuai all the way down the mountain.

Lin Shuai was full of anger: "They have gone too far, they are all like this and want your life, Brother Feng!"

Lin Feng smiled softly: "Doesn't this prove that I am very important to them? I am not dead, and I am a great threat to them."

"Whoever wants to kill you, pass me first!" Lin Shuai's eyes showed a hint of killing intent.

He was angry, angry.

Lin Feng finally survived, and there are still people who want him to die, this is simply intolerable.

"Don't get excited, it's not that easy for them to want me dead." Lin Feng smiled.

The two slowly went down the mountain, and the road down the mountain was basically blocked by wind and snow.

The thick snow covered the way when you came, so you must be very careful when going down the mountain.

Just as he was walking, Lin Shuai suddenly stepped on the ground, and the snow under his feet quickly fell.

Lin Shuai's obese body fell heavily, and at the same time, a huge fishing net came down from the sky.

Killing intent, approaching!

Lin Feng immediately took two steps forward and stretched out his hand: "Grab me!"

Lin Feng grabbed Lin Shuai's hand and pulled Lin Shuai up.

With the help of Lin Feng's strength, Lin Shuai jumped up, drew out the Tai Chi sword in his hand, and quickly smashed the fishing net.

Full marks for cooperation, Lin Feng and Lin Shuai have known each other for so many years, the two have been together since childhood, this kind of cooperation is extremely skilled.

Lin Shuai stood on the ground and cursed: "Sun, sinister!"

"As long as I die, they don't care about the process!" Lin Feng smiled.

Around them, countless men in black appeared.

Surrounding them, every man in black covered his face, with a chill in his eyes.

"Are you afraid?" Lin Feng asked.

"Can you survive?"

"I probably won't survive." Lin Feng looked at the men in black, and if they were reasonable, they probably wouldn't let Lin Shuai go.

"Then what's the use of being afraid?" Lin Shuai curled his lips and threw the Taiji sword to Lin Feng: "I don't know how to use a sword, so I can solve half of it by myself, act!"

A sneer appeared on Lin Feng's face, and he rushed out holding the Tai Chi sword.

The man in black was not afraid at all, and came towards Lin Feng and Lin Shuai.

Combat is imminent.

Lin Shuai's 200-jin body seemed very flexible at this moment, and he quickly rushed into the men in black.

With two punches, the two men in black were sent flying by him.

With a huge body, no one can bear such a heavy punch.

The men in black quickly changed their lineup and surrounded Lin Shuai.

Lin Shuai sneered: "Don't think that I don't know who you are if you are blinded. You always have parents, relatives and friends. As long as you are alive, I will definitely find out who is behind the scenes!"

Lin Shuai roared and rushed in again.

He studied under Shaolin Temple, and he originally learned Kungfu from Shaolin monks.

Originally, his master Master Yaodeng wanted to train him as his successor, but Lin Shuai really didn't have that kind of buddha karma.

After he was discovered for the nth time secretly leading his disciples to eat dog meat, Master Yaodeng heaved a long sigh and finally gave up this unrealistic idea.

This son really has nothing to do with Buddha.

Lin Shuai didn't learn much Buddhism, but Shaolin's kung fu can be regarded as learning a lot.

Although it is far from enough in the eyes of Master Yaodeng, this apprentice is really not promising at all.

Lin Shuai resorted to the authentic Shaolin Kungfu, the fighting style of the monk, and quickly fought with the man in black.

Holding the Tai Chi Sword, Lin Feng jumped up and jumped onto the nearby tree.

He rushed forward quickly, and countless men in black chased after him.

Their mission is to block and kill Lin Feng.

Countless men in black, carrying long swords, followed Lin Feng in the forest.

As if chasing prey, the men in black spread out and came towards Lin Feng in an orderly manner.

In the forest, killing intent was everywhere.

"Whoa!"

The sound of ice and snow falling from the tree, Lin Feng's figure appeared behind a man in black, and quickly cut his throat.

The man in black didn't even have time to make a sound, he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

Blood sprayed out, but there was no movement on Lin Feng's face.

After recovering Taiji Taoism, his current state of mind is extremely firm.

After killing one, Lin Feng's figure disappeared in place again.

The hunt is still going on.

One after another!
Finally, Lin Feng was discovered, and countless men in black came chasing and killing Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned around and continued to hide.

This is a big scene of chasing and being hunted. Lin Feng's figure quickly traverses the jungle.

He couldn't confront these men in black face to face, he had already suffered a lot of injuries.

He injured the sword god, so he was seriously injured.

At this time, Lin Feng could only use this method.

The injury got worse, the enemy had already counted these, so they chose to ambush Lin Feng at this time.

Lin Feng's figure moved through the jungle strangely, followed by a group of well-trained men in black chasing him.

They are cold-blooded, they have no feelings.

Their goal was to kill Lin Feng.

In terms of individual combat, none of them is Lin Feng's opponent.

However, when they are together, the current Lin Feng must avoid their sharp edge.

"hiss!"

After beheading the two of them again, a trace of fatigue appeared on Lin Feng's face.

He was finally tired, and his strength was going to run out!
With his back against a big tree, Lin Feng sat on the ground, squinting his eyes.

Heavy snow covered his figure, but instead helped Lin Feng escape from pursuit.

After resting for a while and recovering a lot of physical strength, Lin Feng stood up again and continued down the mountain with the sword in hand.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of Lin Feng.

It was an old man, standing quietly, looking at Lin Feng.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and behind him was a big knife.

Looking at Lin Feng, he said, "You are finally here!"

Lin Feng suddenly became vigilant: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The old man shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter."

"You want to kill me too?" Lin Feng clenched the Tai Chi sword in his hand.

He felt the extraordinaryness of this old man, his inner strength was strong, and he was a master.

Such a master appeared here, waiting for him, the result is self-evident.

"Since you already know, why bother to ask more." The old man looked at Lin Feng, and slowly removed the big knife from his back.

"Clang!"

With a flick of the wrapped sword, the wrapping cloth was torn apart, and a sword appeared in the air.

The knife is engraved with the ancient pattern of green dragon and white tiger, which is extraordinary at a glance.

"This knife..."

Lin Feng stared at the old man in disbelief as if he remembered something, "You are... the king of swords."

Knife King!
People in the Jianghu are called the predecessor of the sword king, the master sword king of a generation.

There was a trace of surprise on the old man's face; "You recognize me?"

Lin Feng's heart sank suddenly, and a bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

The old man in front of him turned out to be the king of swords in the Jianghu!
The three master-level seniors in the world, the sword god, the spear master, and the sword king!
Among them, the sword god is the first, the swordsmanship is the best in the world, the gun master is second, and the sword king is the last.

Even if the sword king is at the bottom, he is still a master at the master level.

Grandmaster, put it outside, is definitely a top master.

In the same way, the sword king enters Taoism with a sword, and that big sword is his most powerful weapon.

If Lin Feng was at his peak now, then he wouldn't be afraid of him.

But now Lin Feng had just finished fighting with the sword god, was seriously injured, and was exhausted by a group of men in black.

Now he meets the sword king again, this... is simply a chain of lore!

Lin Feng looked at him carefully, and then said in a very pious tone: "Can we discuss it."

Dao Wang was taken aback: "What are you discussing?"

"It's getting late today, why don't we fight another day? Then, I'll accompany you for as long as you want to fight!" Lin Feng suggested sincerely.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Dao Wang was very angry, trembling with anger.

Well, it seems that this old guy's IQ is not low, and he is not so easy to fool.

Lin Feng sighed: "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill them all?"

"I have no grudge against you, but someone has grudge against you!" Knife King squinted his eyes and said: "I owed someone a favor back then, and now I have to pay it back!"

"You owe favors, you can exchange them in other ways. Do you want money? I have a lot of money, a lot..." Lin Feng persuaded, maybe afraid that he would not believe it, and added: "Does Tianyi Group know? Jiangnan City I know the president of the most famous group. I also know Su Terun, the rich second-generation dude of the Su family in Beijing. If you want money, I can give you a lot of money."

He thinks it's really not good to kill too much in life.

Why don't you sit down and discuss something?
Is there anything in this world that money can't solve?

If there is, please kill him with money.

The sword king narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "You don't need to persuade me, boy, since others want your life, then I will not be polite. Be honest, it's just a matter of one knife."

Lin Feng was furious, and cursed: "Are you still a human? We are all people in the world. You have lived such a long time and still bullied me, a junior? If you have the ability, wait for me to recover from the injury, and I will not hold you down." My surname is not Lin if I rub against the ground!"

The sword king's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "Since you said so, then I will kill you even more today, and I won't keep you!"

A fierce battle is unavoidable. In this case, Lin Feng didn't care so much: "Master Draft, what kind of sword king, do you think you are great because you hold a sword? Do you think you are great because you are a master? I Pooh!"

After speaking, Lin Feng turned around and ran away.

Yes, Lin Feng ran away!
Can he run away?
In his current state, it is impossible to be the opponent of the sword king.

So he ran away, and it wasn't a battle, and it wasn't a life-and-death duel like the sword god, of course he had to run!
Can't beat him, can't he run away?

Lin Feng secretly swore in his heart that when he recovered from his injury, he would go back to the rivers and lakes and set fire to the sword king's lair.

Oh shit.