Absolute Martial God

"North Old Man, you..." Lin Feng's expression changed dramatically as he chased after him with the intention of stopping the North Old Man, only to hear his words cut off by the latter.,Lin Feng spoke to himself, muttering out the names of one sect after another. These individuals would be etched into his heart, never to be forgotten.,This is a subtle but powerful palm technique, like falling leaves or calm breeze and light wind. Its essence, however, is extremely tyrannical. If anyone dare underestimate it, a single strike could be fatal.。