Absolute Martial God

"North Old Master," Lin Feng's eyebrows knitted together. From the tone of North Old Master, it seemed as though he was conveying final wishes, which gave him an ominous feeling.,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.,Lin Feng whispered, finally giving up. The Jade Sea Sect's thousand-year history had never seen anyone open this golden door, it was clear that he wouldn't be able to easily open it either. Placing time in this activity would just be a waste.。