Obviously, these two monks plotted against Ji Yuhan and the beautiful woman.

This beautiful woman is called Taixuan, with a plump figure, long legs, a thin waist, and a pair of luxurious twin peaks.

And the face is absolutely beautiful, and there is a charming style like a ripe and watery peach.

It's a man, and when he sees such a beautiful woman, he will have some thoughts of beasts.

And Ji Yuhan, although he is not very old, his body has already opened, his delicate and beautiful face, tall figure, and he is also a superb little beauty, in a place like the immortal mountains, no one is restrained, and it seems quite normal to encounter such a superb beauty and have evil thoughts.

If Lin Feng chooses to leave, Ji Yuhan and Taixuan, who are injured, will definitely not be the opponents of these two, and when the time comes, they will definitely be murdered, this kind of thing, Lin Feng will naturally not do it.

Lin Feng sneered and said, "Leave, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you."

"Boy, give you a chance to live, but you don't know how to cherish it, in this case, let you die here today." The Friar in Blue laughed.

"Hey, I'll deal with this kid"!

The white-clothed monk sneered and stepped out, obviously, this person did not take Lin Feng in his eyes.

Rumble.

The white-clothed monk blasted towards Lin Feng with a punch.

In the void, a sound like the roar of divine thunder came out.

The strength of this whitefriar is too terrifying.

With a punch, such a huge sonic boom sound was heard, and you can imagine how powerful this punch was.

Lin Feng also made a move, and blasted towards the white-clothed monk with one punch.

Bang.

The two of them slammed into each other fiercely, and all of a sudden, Lin Feng felt a terrifying force that destroyed everything surging into his body.

That terrible force seemed to destroy all his life.

Lin Feng was struck by lightning and was directly blown away.

"General!"

Lin Feng's body slammed into the rock wall, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he had fallen apart.

This white-clothed monk turned out to be a powerhouse in the realm of military generals.

It is rumored that the strength of a martial artist can reach one billion.

A monk of this level will condense a dragon form in his body.

The power of a dragon is the power of one billion catties.

...

And Lin Feng, even if he completely activated the three Devouring Martial Souls, his strength was only 150 million.

Compared to this whitefriar, the gap is too great.

"Lin Feng, how are you?"

Seeing Lin Feng who was blown out, Ji Yuhan's face turned pale and he asked worriedly.

"I'm fine"!

Lin Feng shook his head.

"Hey, a kid in the realm of martial arts, he didn't die after taking my blow?"

The white-clothed Xiushi had a ghostly expression.

Even if the Martial Master Ten Heavens monk withstood such a terrifying blow from this white-clothed monk, there was a great probability that he would be killed by the white-clothed monk.

But what Lin Feng cultivated was the anti-heaven technique of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique!

Although his monks are still only in the realm of martial artists, their physical bodies may even be stronger than those of the martial arts realm.

It was not inconceivable to be able to withstand the blow of the whitefriar.

It's just that this kind of thing is really too amazing in the eyes of outsiders.

"Hehe, in the realm of military generals, it's not a big deal." Lin Feng said with a sneer.

"Boy, do you dare to be hard-mouthed?". The white-robed monk's face sank suddenly.

The blue-clothed monk pursed his lips and said, "How much time will it take to deal with a boy in the realm of martial arts? If you can't do it, replace me and guarantee that his life will be taken within one move."

Whether it was the blue-clothed monk or the white-clothed monk, they were obviously extremely contemptuous of Lin Feng!!

They are all strong in the realm of martial arts, Lin Feng is in the realm of martial arts, and it is naturally as simple as crushing ants to death when a martial artist is dealt with by a martial artist.

As for Ji Yuhan and Taixuan, they were directly ignored by the blue-clothed monks and white-clothed monks.

They could naturally see that Ji Yuhan and Taixuan were both injured, and they didn't have much combat power at all.

"Boy, die".

The white-clothed monk sneered, he didn't want to delay time, he wanted to solve Lin Feng as quickly as possible.

The white-clothed monk rushed quickly, and with a powerful palm, he slammed towards Lin Feng fiercely.

"Moan".

The sound of a dragon's groan came from the white-clothed monk's body.

This is the power of a dragon.

A billion pounds of power!!

Cast by the Whitefriar.

Obviously, the white-clothed monk wanted to kill Lin Feng with one palm.

Facing the terrifying blow of the white-clothed monk, Lin Feng felt the breath of death.

Pressure!

Unprecedented pressure!

This was the first time he had faced a strong man in the realm of a military general alone.

"Devouring Martial Soul, Space Magnetic Field".

Lin Feng operated to devour the martial soul, the three devouring martial souls urged, and the triple spatial magnetic field was superimposed, directly enveloping the white-clothed monk.

"Is this a martial spirit?And such a strange martial spirit?". The white-clothed monk was slightly surprised.

Lin Feng's Devouring Martial Soul possessed an extremely powerful power of imprisonment.

However, the whitefriars are just too strong.

Lin Feng's triple spatial magnetic field was not able to affect him too much.

The whitefriar stepped in.

A punch slammed into Lin Feng.

Bang.

The two bombarded each other again, this time, just like the first time, in the face of the white monk's dragon power, a terrifying attack of a billion catties of huge power!!

Lin Feng had no power to resist at all.

He was blasted out again.

Bang.

Lin Feng slammed into the rock wall again, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face was very pale.

"Not dead yet?".

The whitefriar's face was gloomy.

The blue-clothed monk said impatiently, "It's so troublesome to deal with an ant in the realm of a martial artist."

The white-clothed monk said in a deep voice, "Don't underestimate this kid, this kid is a little evil."

As soon as the words fell, the white-clothed monk quickly swept out, and instantly came to Lin Feng's side, he grabbed Lin Feng's neck, lifted Lin Feng up, and wanted to break Lin Feng's neck.

"Boy, it's time for it to end".

The white-clothed monk laughed fiercely, as if he had seen the scene of Lin Feng's tragic death by him with his neck broken.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the white-clothed monk screamed.

He hugged his head and screamed so badly, "My head hurts, my head is about to crack."

The white-robed monk roared and screamed as if he had gone mad.

This scene surprised everyone, and no one knew what was born?

"It's you who die". Lin Feng, who struggled to break away from the white-clothed monk, laughed fiercely, and slammed his fist towards the white-clothed monk's chest.

Bang!!

The powerful blow hit the whitefriar's chest hard!

Click, click!

The sound of bone cracking came out, and the white-clothed monk's chest was directly collapsed by Lin Feng.

The white-clothed monk flew out upside down, spurting blood in mid-air, falling to the ground and dying of exhaustion, a strong man in the realm of martial arts was killed by Lin Feng's punch.