Chapter 266: Lin Changtian was shocked

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"If you can't get it, then you can only destroy it!"

The Netherghost Envoy sighed, Lin Feng felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, and he saw that the Netherghost Envoy's hand didn't know when there was an extra blood flag.

The blood flags danced, and countless fierce spirits roared and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was trapped by the sword array and attacked by fierce spirits, so he was annoyed in his heart.

As soon as Lin Feng's mind moved, a sword appeared in the hand of the trap beast, it was Lin Feng's Ten Thousand Souls Magic Sword.

Above the Ten Thousand Souls Magic Sword, ten blood-red thousand-year-old soul rings kept flickering, bursting out with a powerful aura.

"This ......"

This is a bit embarrassing, in comparison, the sword martial soul of the Martial Soul Elder only has two thousand-year soul rings, while Lin Feng's is actually a single thousand-year soul ring.

I saw a wave of the Ten Thousand Souls Sword in the hand of the Trap Beast, and in an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, stirring the heavens and the earth!

Boom~!

Hearing only a crisp sound, the sword formation cast by the Martial Spirit Elder was directly broken.

"Kill him, kill him!"

At this time, they couldn't care about the Ten Thousand Souls Ding in Lin Feng's body, they were like crazy, and they greeted Lin Feng's body with intensive attacks.

Soon, the Phoenix Martial Soul, Xuanwu Martial Soul and Yinglong Martial Soul on Lin Feng's body were constantly injured, and they automatically drilled into Lin Feng's body, and in the end, Lin Feng simply put away the trap beast and stood in the open space with the Ten Thousand Souls Magic Sword, pointing at the Martial Soul Elder and the Nether Ghost Envoy in mid-air.

"Die, Lin Feng!"

The Martial Spirit Elder looked up to the sky and smiled, only to see him turn into a lightsaber and rush straight towards Lin Feng.

"Dead!"

Looking at the Martial Soul Elder who was like a sword god descending into the world, Lin Feng's face showed a look of despair.

And at this moment, a silver sword light also appeared in the distance, and that sword light was extremely familiar, it was the Lin family's silver spirit sword.

Zheng!!

Suddenly, the two swords collided together on top of Lin Feng's head, and at the same time bounced back, landing not far from Lin Feng, Lin Feng raised his eyes to look at the owner of the silver spirit sword, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Uncle Changtian!"

That's right, the person who came to save Lin Feng turned out to be Lin Changtian, who Lin Feng hadn't seen for many days.

When he was in Linjiazhuang, Lin Changtian saved Lin Feng, so when he was in the Lin family, Lin Feng only had a good impression of Lin Changtian.

The only thing that made Lin Feng puzzled was the Ten Thousand Souls Law Tripod, he still couldn't fully believe that Lin Changtian really put the Ten Thousand Souls Tripod in his body to protect him.

However, despite this, Lin Feng still had a good impression of Lin Changtian, at least until now, Lin Feng had not seen Lin Changtian do anything to hurt himself.

Lin Changtian nodded slightly at Lin Feng, then turned his head to look at the Martial Spirit Elder and said, "What are you doing?" In vain, I regarded you as a bosom friend, so I entrusted my Feng'er to you, but I didn't expect you to want to harm him. ”

Lin Changtian said righteously and loudly, if the Martial Spirit Elder was a thin-skinned person, he was afraid that he would already feel guilty and embarrassed.

However, the Martial Spirit Elder only smiled faintly, and then said, "This is our internal business, and it has nothing to do with you."

Lin Changtian laughed and said, "Lin Feng is my nephew, how can it have nothing to do with me, I warn you, if you dare to hurt me Feng'er again, I will definitely be unkind to you."

The Martial Spirit Elder didn't take Lin Changtian in his eyes at all, and said, "Today, I'll kill him, see what you can do with me?"

"He can't do anything to you, but Ben can always do it, right?"

Suddenly, a melodious voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The Martial Spirit Elder's face changed, and he looked into the distance in horror, only to see a sword light piercing the sky in the sky and flying straight towards this side.

At the same time, many disciples are also rushing here.

The Nether Ghost Envoy glanced at Lin Feng coldly and said, "So you did it on purpose just now?"

Lin Feng smiled proudly and said, "That's right, the reason why I made such a big move is that I hope to welcome everyone, even if I die, I want everyone to see your true face, but my Uncle Changtian arrived in time and let me pick up another life."

Martial Soul Elder laughed, he took a few steps back, looked at Lin Feng, then looked at the real person in charge, and then looked at the dazed crowd in the distance, and said, "That's right, I'm a traitor who colluded with the demon clan, so what?" Now that the Immortal Sword is in my body, you don't dare to do anything to me at all, haha! ”

The laughter of the Martial Spirit Elder echoed in the mountains, full of vicissitudes.

"Scum!"

The real person in charge was furious, if he didn't really care about the Immortal Sword in the body of the Martial Spirit Elder, he was afraid that he would have jumped up and slapped him to death with one palm.

Whoosh!!

Suddenly, two thousand immortal swords flew out of Lin Feng's body, and one of them was still a trapped immortal sword.

I saw Lin Feng slap out with one palm, and two thousand immortal swords condensed into a sword wave and hit the body of the Martial Spirit Elder.

Disheveled!!

The Martial Spirit Elder's body shook, and a cone pain instantly spread throughout his body, and he slowly turned his head and looked towards Lin Feng.

Disheveled!

There was another muffled sound, and another wave followed, and this one seemed to be a little more fierce than the previous one, and the body of the martial soul elder was slapped back two steps.

Yes~!

This time, the Martial Spirit Elder screamed directly, and then looked at Lin Feng in horror, he was actually seriously injured by a teenager in an instant, which made him shocked and angry.

Disheveled~!

Disheveled!

Boom~!

Next, three consecutive sword waves struck the Martial Spirit Elder's body, and in the end, he only heard a miserable howl, and an immortal sword was forcibly pushed out of his body.

At this time, the real person in charge finally moved, only to see him fly up and grab the Immortal Killing Sword that had just been pushed out of the Martial Spirit Elder's body.

"You, you've actually learned the Nine Waves of the Proud Sword!"

The Martial Spirit Elder looked incredulous, he didn't expect Lin Feng to learn the Nine Waves of the Proud Sword in such a short period of time.

Lin Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Not only have I learned the Nine Waves of the Proud Sword, but I have also learned the fifth layer, otherwise I wouldn't be able to forcibly push the Immortal Sword out of your body."

After hearing this, the Martial Spirit Elder smiled bitterly, then turned his head to look at the real person in charge, and said, "Over the years, I have worked hard even if I have no credit for Wanjian, why can't you tolerate me?"

"I can't tolerate you, see for yourself what good things you've done?"

The real person in charge raised his finger and pointed at the corpse lying on the bluestone in front of the cave, which was the body of the personal disciple that the Martial Spirit Elder had not completely absorbed.

"Not only did it take a lot of energy for our Ten Thousand Swords Sect to cultivate such a personal disciple, but you were good enough to give the talents we had worked so hard to cultivate to the Demon Sect cultists to cultivate this kind of unconscionable evil skill?"

Listening to the words of the real person in charge, the Martial Spirit Elder did not have a trace of remorse, laughed, and said: "These personal disciples are like animals that we raise, even if we are hungry, we can slaughter them at will if we want to eat."