Lin Feng and his entourage left Taiping City and walked towards Wanshou City in the north.

All the way to the wind and snow, all the way rugged.

Lin Feng and the others were used to such a scene, and if one day, the sky suddenly became sunny in the north, it would be strange.

Yan Meng was alone at the end, not saying a word, looking sullen.

Her appearance can suffocate Yingwu, there was someone who talked to him before, but now she can only talk to herself.

"I said, Miss Yan Meng, isn't it just a criticism? What's the big deal. Put your mind right. ”

"Moreover, your master didn't talk nonsense, every word was beautiful, deafening, but it really can't be true anymore!"

Yan Meng was extremely angry, so he turned his face away and ignored him.

Lin Feng looked at the wind and snow in the sky with a little worry, and he found that the snow seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Faint, but he didn't escape his eyes.

Su Chi stopped and asked softly, "You also found out?"

Lin Feng nodded, his face was a little heavy, it stands to reason that the farther he walked to the north, the stronger the wind and snow. This scene in front of me is indeed unreasonable.

Only then did Yingwu stop the noise and ask in hindsight, "What happened?"

After hearing Lin Feng's story, the smile on his face disappeared. As a native of the Northland, he couldn't be more familiar with the place. Perennial wind and snow are the biggest feature of the Northland, and another characteristic of the Northland is that the further north you go, the greater the wind and snow.

There are no exceptions.

Yingwu said solemnly: "This is also the first time I have seen such a situation. ”

Yan Meng saw that the three of them had heavy faces, and finally stopped pretending to be angry, walked up quickly, and stretched out his hands to hold the falling snowflakes.

After a stick of incense, the pair of soft wattles was filled with a piece of white.

Yan Meng said softly, "It didn't take so long when I was in Ping'an City before. ”

The four of them looked at each other, and it seemed that their guess was not wrong!

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Soft in the snow, nice view. ”

Lin Feng and Su Chi both had a hint of shock in their eyes, this person was so strong in cultivation that he was able to conceal their perception and approach himself and the others silently.

A tower-like figure slowly stepped out of the wind and snow, a man armed with a spear and a thin tattered garment hanging from his body, and the holes in the garment showed knotted muscles like old trees.

This is a wild man, and even more so a terrible man.

There were three black shadows looming behind the man, and as the man gradually approached, Lin Feng and the others suddenly found that these three black shadows were strong people who were similar to the size difference between the man in the iron tower.

There was a hint of fear in Yingwu's eyes, a look he hadn't seen before when he faced the Yakshas.

"The Shura clan. ”

All four of them are members of the Shura clan. The Shura tribe has a history as glorious as the Yakshas, and was famous in the Middle Ages, and was the top existence among all the races. On the other hand, the Shura and the Yaksha have been friends for generations and are each other's most trusted partners.

At this moment, the people of the Shura tribe will come to the door, and nothing good will happen.

The man in the tower at the head of the tower looked at Yingwu's eyes slightly differently, and immediately showed a sneer, "As one of the ten thousand races, you are actually in the same stream as the human race, and your parrot clan is really not small!"

Yingwu suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "My parrot clan and the human race have been friends for generations, what if we get closer?"

The tower man stopped talking, and looked at the people with a faint gaze.

Lin Feng felt the surging energy in the iron tower man's body like the scorching sun, and smiled bitterly in his heart, he couldn't deal with such an opponent.

He turned his head to look at Su Chi, who seemed to sense his concern, smiled at him, and motioned for the man to hand it over to him.

Lin Feng was a lot relieved at this time, Su Chi was known as invincible at the Xuan Rank, and he really would not be afraid of any opponent of the Xuan Rank.

A frightening sword light lit up, green lotuses bloomed in the void, and Su Chi left afterimages on the snow, like a fairy in the snow, with a graceful posture and light swordsmanship.

There is a deadly danger in this beautiful swordsmanship.

The man in the tower was not slow to react, and the muscles on his body tensed instantly, like a cheetah pounced on its prey, and quickly blasted towards the green lotus.

This was the first time Lin Feng had seen someone dare to confront Qinglian's sword technique head-on, if this tower man was not mentally retarded, then his strength must be even stronger than he imagined!

There was a sound of shattering in the air, not the long sword shattering, let alone the broken body of the man in the iron tower, but the green lotus blooming in the void, like a wounded precious porcelain, cracking one after another, and finally disappeared in the void.

Terrible man! Lin Feng knew nothing more about the terrifying Qinglian swordsmanship, this was the supreme swordsmanship that had already obtained the true intent of the sword. There are even folk songs on the Shaking Light Continent that the green lotus blooms and lives and dies. And the man in the tower actually resolved the Qinglian sword technique head-on!

Su Chi was not surprised when he encountered this change, the swordsmanship changed again, the sword light was ethereal, like a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and like a bird crossing Jin, indescribable mystery, indescribable elegance.

In the vast snow, I don't know when a burst of pleasant music sounded, the music went straight to the soul, or heroic, or poignant, but it can always capture the softest place in the bottom of people's hearts.

Qinglian Sword Song, another peerless school of the Huanhua Sword School.

The man in the tower felt like a rough man with a big knife to chop mosquitoes, with no strength, but he didn't know where to go, unspeakably depressed, unspeakably aggrieved.

And that ethereal sword light, but always bloom a dangerous light when he is a little relaxed, if it weren't for his mastery of kung fu and amazing defense, he would have been defeated.

Lin Feng and the others could only see the sword light flickering, and they could only hear the angry roar of the man in the iron tower, but they couldn't see what was happening inside.

Now the two sides in the field have their own worries, Lin Feng is worried that Su Chi will be in danger, and the three Shura clans are worried that the leader will not be able to support it, so the two sides seem to have agreed and started to act in an instant.

As soon as they fought, Lin Feng knew that something was wrong, and the Yuan Force in the bodies of these three Shura people was like a great river, extremely wild, shaking him to the point of disordered breath.

These three people turned out to be all good hands of the Xuanjie Eight Heavens!

Is it so worthless in the late stage of the Xuan Rank!Lin Feng scolded secretly, but thought of what Yingwu had said before: It is rumored that the Yaksha clan will select the three most talented people in each generation to enter the secret land, and wait for the opening of the great world to be born again.

The Yaksha and Shura are of the same level, so doesn't that mean that this rumor is true!

I didn't have time to think about it so much, because those three casserole-sized fists were already approaching again.

Lin Feng didn't know how to express his feelings anymore.

He is still a child of the Xuan-level Fourfold Heaven, even if you Eightfold Heaven, you still have to join forces to bully people!

With another wave of attacks, Lin Feng seemed to see the end of his serious injury.

Fortunately, at this moment, a pair of wings glowing with holy light stood in front of Lin Feng.

A voice like defeat came, wings flew, and Lin Feng's eyes were blood-red.

Not his blood, but the blood of the heroic.

The blow of the three Xuan-rank Eight Heaven masters, only the heroic martial arts of the Xuan-rank Six Heavens actually resisted Lin Feng without hesitation.

A warm feeling rose in Lin Feng's heart. He has only known Yingwu for a month, but he is such a person who is not very familiar with him, and at the time of life and death, he chose to help him.

Maybe this man has a lot of words, maybe this man is very out-of-the-box, but Lin Feng believes that he must have that sincerity like a teenager in his heart.

"I'll follow you, you cover me. ”

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was he who covered him.

"I'm better at getting beaten ......"

Just when Lin Feng was a little stunned, the familiar voice came, although it was faint, but there was no regret or fear.

The heroic body flew far away like falling snow blown by the wind.

However, his last sentence did make Lin Feng feel a lot more at ease, at least he wasn't dead now.

But Yingwu had been seriously injured, and Lin Feng had to face those three indifferent and ruthless iron towers again.

Three terrifying fists struck again, this time even more powerful, and the snow on the ground scattered in all directions, leaving three deep marks on the ground.

Lin Feng can no longer keep it, and it is impossible to keep it, in this case, he still wants to keep his hole cards, which is no different from looking for death.

The Yuan Force in his body boiled, and the power of the stars in the twelve acupoints gushed out wildly, and his legs sank deep into the snow, sinking into the earth, and the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and the essence of life gathered towards him.

This is the method of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth from the Eight Desolations Sole Sword.

Patches of bright light appeared on his body, and finally pieced together into the appearance of a pair of armor.

A huge roar came out, and the bright starlight pierced the vast wind and snow, shining for hundreds of miles.

A deep pit appeared where Lin Feng was standing, and white gas was still bubbling from the pit.

This is the horror of this collision.

In order to resist this attack, Lin Feng used all his strength, the power of heaven and earth, the power of stars, the essence of heaven and earth, and the strongest defensive move tens of thousands of star armor.

In the end, it was ...... Blocked.

Although Lin Feng was embarrassed, he survived after all.

He suddenly raised his head, and the three tower-like figures were still standing in place, as if they had been here for eternity.

Lin Feng suddenly found with some sadness that he had used all his strength, but they were just an ordinary blow.

How to resist the next attack?

This was the first time Yan Meng had found that sad color in the eyes of her master, and this was an emotion she had never seen before.

In her eyes, the master is omnipotent, the master is extremely powerful, and the master cannot fail.

But today, she suddenly discovered that her master is also a mortal, and he will have the emotions that a normal person should have when facing an opponent who cannot be resisted.

So Yan Meng suddenly moved, left Su Cheng's side, came to the pit, and helped his master.

The three Shura people didn't move, they were suddenly a little interested in this Terran kid, and if he had any other hole cards, they didn't mind taking a second look.

Lin Feng felt Yan Meng's rapid breathing, and he was still a little comforted in his heart. Although his apprentice is a little disobedient and lazy, he is still kind after all.

"Don't touch my master!" Yan Meng looked at the miserable appearance of the master, and was angry from the bottom of his heart, and yelled at the three people of the Shura clan.

This momentum is very similar to the Mary Sue heroine.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, and said with a faint breath: "Fool, let go of the Qinglian Demon Fire!"

Only then did Yan Meng react, opening his right palm, and a faint green flame came out.

With the appearance of this flame, the snow where everyone was standing quickly melted, and an extremely hot breath came out.

Qinglian Demon Fire also seemed to feel angry.

This is the greatest confidence of Lin Feng's trip to the north, the green lotus demon fire, born by absorbing the essence of the Shaking Light Continent, using the wisdom of hundreds of millions of miles, and raising the strange fire of the sky.

This is the Qinglian Demon Fire.

A cyan flame slowly spread, and the three Shura tribes found that their bodies were slowly disappearing, first their feet, then their knees, and then their waists......

There was a great deal of fear in this way of dying, and no one knew what the three men had in mind before they died.

And Su Chi's crimson figure had already appeared, standing beside Lin Feng vividly. And the master of the Shura clan who fought with her naturally went with his three clansmen.

After a few moments, the cyan glow slowly faded. The Qinglian Demon Fire returned to Yan Meng's hand, but the color seemed to be a little darker.

"I'm going to sleep. After saying this, the Qinglian Demon Fire submerged into Yan Meng's body.

"Qinglian Demon Fire said that after he made a move this time, he needed to sleep for a while before he could recover......" Yan Meng translated the meaning of Qinglian Demon Fire, after all, she was the nominal owner of Qinglian Demon Fire, and she had the same heart as it.

Lin Feng nodded, the Qinglian Demon Fire was just a wisp of clone, and it was a matter of course that he couldn't make unlimited moves. It's just that I lost a lot of strong reinforcements, and I still have a little regret.

Lin Feng didn't say much, but unfolded his body, came to Yingwu's side, and fed the Great Huan Dan into his mouth.

After taking the Great Returning Pill, Yingwu's face was a little ruddy, and Lin Feng was relieved.

This battle is not tragic, if there is no Qinglian Demon Fire as a trump card, he and others will die.

The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, Su Chi took Su Cheng with Su Cheng, Lin Feng took Yingwu, and everyone walked towards Wanshou City in silence.

Lin Feng looked back at the heroic warrior on his back, his gaze was extremely gentle, and he regarded him as a friend.