This scolding and prickly ridicule is extremely arrogant.

Between the words, it seemed that Elder Feng was not in his eyes at all.

That teasing and teasing tone made Elder Feng's whole body angry.

As the elder of the torture hall of the dignified Xuanyue Heavenly Palace.

Elder Feng has deep authority and respectful status in his hands, when has he ever been ridiculed so bluntly?

What's more, the one who ridiculed him was a nameless man.

However, relying on himself to get the inheritance of the ancient monks, he doesn't know the height of the sky, and he is extremely hateful!

At the same time, it also made the greed in Elder Feng's heart more and more vigorous.

At this moment, Elder Feng's face was gloomy, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Arrogant and ignorant junior, you are looking for death!"

As the eerie voice sounded, his wrist was reversed, and the dust in his arms flew out suddenly.

Suddenly, silver filaments filled the air.

The white dust flutters in the air.

The silver thread comes through the hole.

Razor-sharp and seemingly able to pierce the void.

Wisps of brilliant silver light bloomed suddenly.

At this moment, Lin Yu felt in a trance that between heaven and earth, only silver-white colors remained.

Front, back, left, right, and in all directions, completely locked.

The air around him suddenly became obscure and heavy.

It's as if you're carrying a mountain on your back, and it's hard to walk an inch.

Under the heavy oppression, Lin Yu's proud degree advantage was gone.

A trace of silver thread seems to have the mysterious ability to block space.

enveloped him in the entirety, forming a white cocoon of light.

"Ignorant junior, it's just a fluke to have an occasional adventure, I really think that no one can cure you!"

Elder Feng sneered and waved the dust in his palm.

The light and fluttering movements have their own dusty style.

The whisk in his hand is even more unpredictable and terrifying.

Seeing this situation, Luo Shanshan and Huangfu Yunyan looked at each other.

Brush!

The three-foot green blade pulled out, and a cold light burst into the sky.

At this moment, Lin Yu suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't need your help, let me play with this old horseman." ”

Despite the deep predicament, the tone remained uncaring.

The arrogance in his bones has not faded in the slightest.

The arrogant voice is full of domineering pride.

"Hmph, don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin, wait a while, I'll let you know what life is better than death. ”

Elder Feng's face became more and more gloomy, and the hatred in his heart was like a tide.

With his respected status, he was called the old man for the first time in his life.

Lin Yu's arrogant attitude just now completely angered him.

I saw that he gently shook the dust with one hand, and the other was pushed out of thin air.

Invisible forces condense and converge in the air.

The surging aura rushed towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu, who was trapped in the light cocoon, had no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat.

But there was still no trace of panic on his face.

Embattled, he pulled out a sword from the cloth wrap behind his back.

The blade of the sword is crooked and pitted.

At first glance, it looks like a burning stick.

The surface is black, and the shape is very awkward.

Seeing the sword that Lin Yu pulled out, the disciples of the Xuanyue Heavenly Palace, who were still covering their faces and wailing just now, burst into laughter.

"Haha, this kid actually used a burning stick to face Elder Feng, is it possible, he used to be a fellow ......"

Piercing laughter lingered around.

Lin Yu, who was in the light cocoon, did not change his face, and said lightly: "To deal with an old waste, it is enough to use a burning stick." ”

As soon as these words came out, Elder Feng's eyes were even more angry.

The surging power, across the distance of space, came suddenly.

Lin Yu swung his long sword and slashed straight over.

The long sword is like a rainbow, slashing horizontally and vertically, as if waving a mountain, heavy and powerful, unstoppable!

The sword-like sword slashed into the void, colliding violently with that force.

For a while, there was a roar.

It was as if the earth was shaking, and the ear drums of everyone who shook were buzzing.

The sword trembled, emitting a piercing metallic tremble.

In the face of the surging power, Lin Yu chose to hard-connect the cross.

What's even more unbelievable is that in the collision of forces, he didn't retreat a single step.

Qi and blood are boiling, and the body is like a flame furnace, continuously providing domineering and fierce power.

The strength of its flesh is simply terrifying.

It feels like a humanoid beast, with the power of its arms swinging.

When the sword was slashed, the hideous face exuded a domineering momentum.

Xingtian Dance is dry, and fierce ambition is always there.

Mighty and strong, unstoppable.

Even if it was a majestic mountain in front of him, he had the confidence to split it with a sword.

The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking and the wind and thunder are fierce.

This momentum alone has made people have to break their hearts.

At this time, Lin Yu let go and was wanton.

The reason why he didn't let Luo Shanshan and Huangfu Yunyan help was to try to see how far his strength had reached.

And Elder Feng in front of him was a very perfect touchstone.

After repelling the surging power of the dark tide, Lin Yu flipped his wrist and the long sword crossed the air, drawing a perfect arc trajectory.

The lightning-bolt sword tore through the space and slashed at the silver filaments of the cocoon.

But to Lin Yu's surprise, this sword that was slashed out with strength had no effect.

The light cocoons that shrouded the left and right around it only expanded slightly, and then returned to normal.

The swift and sharp sword light was easily dissolved by a gentle force.

The intertwined filaments of silver thread have not been cut even a single one.

This result made Lin Yu secretly frightened.

Although the sword in his hand is inconspicuous, it is an authentic divine weapon.

Even if it is a hundred refined steel, it can be cut at will.

But just now it was cut on the silver wire, and it didn't work at all.

Moreover, there was a faint force of countershock from the tiger's mouth.

Just as Lin Yu was in doubt, a cold laugh suddenly sounded in his ears.

"It's useless, don't waste your efforts, under my net, you can't escape. ”

The moment the laughter entered the ears, the dense sound of breaking the air suddenly startled.

Thin silver threads, like spiritual creatures, drilled towards Lin Yu's body.

The silver filament is as thin as a gap in light, and if you don't look at it, you can't even see it.

But this thin and soft silver filament, but it has its own wisps of indestructible sharpness.

If it is pierced into the body by countless silver threads, the picture makes people's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"I said, I want you to experience the feeling that life is worse than death, lock the soul into the body, and you will be a puppet of mine from now on. ”

The dust in Elder Feng's hand fluttered in the wind, and it looked like a big spider was swallowing ten thousand silver threads.

He laughed triumphantly, his eyes shining with a cold ferocity.

In his opinion, Lin Yu was already a trapped beast in a cage, and he was powerless to resist.

The disciples of the Xuanyue Heavenly Palace, who were originally lying on the ground wailing around, also stood up one after another at this time.

They covered half of their swollen faces, and their resentful eyes stared at Lin Yu in the light cocoon.

The embarrassed and puffy face showed a gloating smile.

"Ignorant fanatic, look what kind of arrogance you have ......"

Senior Brother Zhuo gritted his teeth and muttered, secretly wondering how to take revenge for the humiliation he had received before.

At the moment when everyone thought that the victory was decided, suddenly, a pure white flame floated in the depths of Lin Yu out of thin air.

Clusters of flames, without a trace of heat escaping.

Pure color, giving the illusion of extreme scorching.

Thousands of flying silver wires, the moment they touched the flames, they were all ignited and turned into fire lines.

Rumble!

The fire spreads, igniting the light cocoon.

The scorching heat is pervasive, and the fire is stirring up the sky.

Wisps of silver are all ignited.

At this moment, the divine power in Lin Yu's body was surging, and the pure fire was burning.

The whole person seems to be a scorching sun hanging in the air, and the light is dazzling.

He was like a god in flame armor, with fireworks on his body and a divine radiance.

In an instant, the silver light cocoon that Lin Yu was trapped in turned into ashes.

The surrounding air, which had been stagnant like a mountain, resumed its flow.

Pressure from all sides, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Elder Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

On the old face, an expression of heartache appeared.

The dust fluttering in the wind was shrouded in fire in an instant.

The pure white flame gives people the ultimate and pure feeling.

Although you can't feel the slightest heat escape, it's even more mysterious and terrifying.

"Little brute, you dare to burn Elder Ben's magic weapon, I will let you be tortured to death......"

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