When Lin Feng saw such an opponent, he suddenly became interested, if it was over at once, it would be too boring.

"Heals fast, it's fast. Lin Feng said.

"Although your sword cultivation attack power is very strong and can hurt me, you also have a headache with such a healing speed. The whip woman said with a smile.

"It's true, it's a bit of a headache, but it's not the kind of headache that can't be solved. Lin Feng tightened the blood-drinking sword in his hand.

"Soul Whip!" The leather whip woman raised the whip in her hand and whipped towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng used the blood-drinking sword in his hand to resist the position where the whip hit, and resisted more than ten whips in a row, and the whip woman couldn't help but get half a point from Lin Feng.

"Shura Sword Technique, Ten Thousand Sword Flow, Eleventh Style, God's Sorrow!" Lin Feng lightly spat out the name of the move, and then the two giant swords fell from the sky and inserted into the ground.

On the hilts of these two giant swords, countless chains stretched out and wrapped around the whip woman.

Although this move is Asura's sword move, but when it is used on Lin Feng, he is also perfect, and his power is not weaker than Asura's.

Back then, Asura taught this trick to Lin Feng, and he didn't expect that ten years later, Lin Feng would use this trick against the enemy.

This trick is best used against whip women who heal quickly.

The chains directly wound the flap woman, holding her between the two giant swords, and then two figures, a man and a woman, each stood on the top of the hilt of a sword and began to sing.

The distant and smooth music sounded, as if God was crying, and the sad voice echoed the audience.

In a short time, the skin on the whip woman's body cracked inch by inch, and blood began to flow out.

But in less than three seconds, she was healed again.

That's it, repeated, without the slightest progress.

When the song is almost finished. The chains on the two giant swords were directly loosened, and Lin Feng slashed through with a sword in the air, and the power of this sword was quite huge at the end of the move, directly unloading the entire arm of the whip woman.

After doing all this, Lin Feng quietly looked at the leather whip woman, and the leather whip woman's arm was cut off by Lin Feng and fell to the ground at this time.

"Ten seconds!" the whip woman said, and it took only ten seconds for a new arm to grow back at the link of her arm.

Such a disgusting ability made everyone who saw this scene chill.

This is simply Xiao Qiang, who can't be killed, and her healing ability is so strong, no wonder she will be the central figure led by those people, and she has the right to command the five elders and the three protectors, it turns out that it is because of this.

Lin Feng can be regarded as understanding, if it is based on attack ability, speed, and means, this whip woman is just mediocre, but with such healing ability, even if she can't beat it, she can do it hard.

"No tricks, right? Ordinary swordsmanship won't work for me. The leather whip woman raised the long whip in her hand and whipped at Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng said while resisting, "Then try an unusual swordsmanship!"

"Oh, you still have unusual swordsmanship? Let me see. The whip woman said with some disdain.

"Daoless swordsmanship, broken sword flow, thirteenth style, five-colored time. After Lin Feng finished saying the name of the move, a circle of unknown inscriptions was wrapped around his body, and these inscriptions were ring-shaped, glowing, and wrapped around Lin Feng's waist.

When Asura heard the name of this move, he instantly understood, Lin Feng had already completed the thirteenth form he had taught him, and he had also changed the name, it seemed that there had been a lot of changes to this move.

Originally, this trick was used to deal with the God of Time, but now he took it out and used it without even seeing the God of Time, and Asura didn't expect such a thing.

In the past ten years, Lin Feng has become stronger under the guidance of the Sword Daoist people, and Asura really wants to find out.

Not only has the twelfth type been developed, but even the thirteenth form has been developed, but there is also a mysterious existence, these three moves are enough for Lin Feng to break anywhere in this world.

"Thirteenth style, try it and see if it works!" The leather whip woman was also taken aback by Lin Feng's thirteenth style, it was already rare for a school's swordsmanship to develop to the thirteenth style.

Lin Feng took an arrow step, and came directly to the leather whip woman, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand slashed towards the leather whip woman, although the leather whip woman intended to dodge, but she was still cut by the long sword.

This time, after drawing the mouth, Lin Feng immediately distanced himself from her, watching to see if her scars would heal.

As a result, after waiting for half a minute, the wound still did not heal, and the whip woman was amazed when she saw such a situation, it was the first time she had encountered such an injury, and it could not be healed!

"What's the matter? I'm afraid it's still too late, or it will be too late in a while. Lin Feng said.

"What exactly have you done to me?" asked the whip woman aloud.

"It's nothing, it's just that the flow of time has slowed down where your wound is, and the time flow of your wound is one day, which is equal to the time flow of the space we are in for a year, and it is strange that such a slow flow of time can heal. Lin Feng said lightly.