Lin Feng not only knew about this period of history that Yingwu said, but even participated in it himself.

Why did the Shadow Clan fall into the dust from the top powerful race of all races? It's all because of his actions!

At that time, he had not yet attained supreme strength, and his reputation in the starry sky was not even very loud, he was just a young cultivator who was about to break out of the Shaking Light Continent.

And the Shadow Clan, although expelled to the Northland, has a deep heritage, and is the most powerful killer force at that time, far surpassing today's Blood Shadow Building.

ShadowClan takes on a mission, and this mission involves assassinating a female cultivator.

The Shadow Clan is worthy of being the biggest killer organization in the world, and she succeeded in one blow, but she didn't expect that this female cultivator actually had a life-saving magic weapon, and although she was seriously injured, she escaped in their hands.

Lin Feng's move was precisely because of this female cultivator who had escaped death.

Her name is Jiang Yu.

The confidant of the sword saint Lu Shi.

Chong Guan was angry and turned red, which is a very romantic thing for a high-spirited young man.

But for the Shadow Clan, this is a catastrophe.

Lu Shi, who had just rushed out of the Shaking Light Continent, unexpectedly slashed out a shocking sword outside the sky, that sword was invisible and invisible, it was the last sword of the twenty-third sword, and it was also a sword of the gods.

Under the sword, all the adult masters of the Shadow Clan fell, if it weren't for this strange city to inspire its own supernatural and escape into nothingness, it is still unknown whether there is a Shadow Clan in the world.

Few people know that the person who made the shot was the sword saint Lu Shi who had not long entered the starry sky, first, there were not many people who knew the relationship between Lu Shi and Jiang Yu, and second, this sword came from outside the sky, formless and formless, and did not leave too many traces.

It's just that Lin Feng believes that these people of the Shadow Clan will definitely find out about this. After all, it was the hatred that almost wiped out the clan, if you don't find out who the enemy is, how can these people of the Shadow Clan be willing?

Later, they may have figured it out, but in the face of the Sword Saint Lu Shi who was overwhelmed by the First Generation, how could they dare to speak out? So much so that later the Sword Saint Lu Shi fell inexplicably, and they also did not dare to mention this matter.

Although Lu Shi is dead, he still has a Penglai lineage, which is one of the top inheritances in heaven and earth, on the other hand, the film clan has reached the point where it needs to be attached to the big tree of the Yaksha clan.

No matter how much hatred there is, it can only remain in my heart.

Lin Feng beat a drum in his heart, if he entered the studio, if his true identity was discovered, would he be torn apart by ten thousand arrows?

Of course, the probability of being found is very small, after all, he has walked under the noses of many peerless powerhouses with Lin Feng's identity, how can he identify the down-and-out Shadow Clan now?

A group of six people marched towards the studio.

As everyone approached, the city was no longer ethereal, and there was a lot more fireworks.

When I entered the city, I found that there were many pedestrians on the streets, but they were all people of all races.

The whole city is surprisingly bustling.

If it weren't for Yingwu's introduction, no one would have thought that this city would be the territory of the Shadow Clan, born in the dark.

A few people marched swaggering like this, although it was a little eye-catching, but the news of the Terran entering the northern land had already spread, and although the people here were surprised, they didn't care much.

For most people, the whole world is too big, and all they need is to live the days in front of them. As for things like the Terran going north and the inheritance of the War Clan, it should be just a story.

Most of this world is just ordinary people.

Looking at the bazaar full of fireworks in front of him, Lin Feng suddenly thought of his hometown.

His hometown is Clearwater City.

If you ignore the unique appearance of this city, the whole city is actually very similar to Qingshui City. The same commercial prosperity, the same smoke curling, the same full of human touch.

Although embarking on the path of cultivation, earthly life is destined to drift away from him, but Lin Feng always believes that any cultivator comes from the earthly world, if he cultivates to the point of despair, is this cultivation still interesting?

Only true love can lead to true detachment, and this detachment may be the true meaning of spiritual practice.

Su Chi looked at Lin Feng beside her in surprise, she noticed some changes in his temperament, but she couldn't say what the specific changes were.

She smiled slightly, it seems that Lin Feng Gongzi has realized something again.

Su Chi, as the senior sister of the Huanhua Sword Sect, and a genius cultivator in the world, can truly appreciate the preciousness of this insight.

The lifespan of cultivators who embark on the path of cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary people, and in their long lives, there are still many cultivators who are trapped and die at a certain level.

It's not that there is not enough time, but that there is not enough understanding. Cultivators have too much time to polish the Yuan Force in their bodies, and what they lack is the strength to push open a door!

And where does the power of pushing the door come from? It is the different perception of each practitioner about the practice.

Every cultivator is different, as the so-called avenue three thousand, as long as you insist on moving forward on your own path, the end of the road must be a magnificent scenery,

This kind of perception is the most commendable, so Su Chi is really happy for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng continued to immerse himself in this strange feeling, realizing the mysterious feeling of passing through the red dust, but not messing with his heart.

But this feeling was suddenly interrupted.

Because, he can't feel the breath of red dust anymore.

All he could feel was murderous!

Murderous aura! Murderous aura that is so thick that it can't be dissolved! I love to read Chinese networks

ShadowClan has struck!

Lin Feng suddenly remembered at this time that the Shadow Clan was now a vassal of the Yaksha Clan, and he and the others had formed a blood feud with the Yaksha Clan, how could the Shadow Clan let himself and the others leave?

The pedestrians on the street have dispersed at some point, and the surrounding area is quiet, but the sand area is everywhere.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, now his strength had increased greatly, and he already possessed the cultivation of the Xuan-rank Sixth Heaven. When he was in the Xuanjie Triple Heaven, he could defeat the enemy of the Xuanjie Sixfold Heaven when his hole cards were exhausted. Although he is far inferior to Su Chi at the beginning, he is not without the strength to fight in the face of ordinary Nine Heavenly powerhouses.

Do it with all your might, unexpectedly, and it's not impossible to slash it under the sword!

So Lin Feng wasn't very worried about his safety, but he had other worries.

Su Cheng, Su Chi.

Su Cheng fell into a coma, Su Chixiu was completely lost, the two of them had no ability to protect themselves, and if they fell into a bitter battle later, I am afraid that they would not be able to take care of them.

Zhang Xiaobai seemed to sense Lin Feng's worries, and said loudly: "Young Master Lin Feng, don't worry, I will take care of the safety of the two girls." ”

Lin Feng's face did not fluctuate, and he said softly: "That's tired." ”

The murderous intent on the long street was getting stronger and stronger, Yan Meng and Yingwu had already approached Lin Feng, and the three of them surrounded and put on a defensive posture.

"Whoosh!"

A series of three arrows shot from the houses on both sides of the long street, and before the arrows arrived, the tearing force was already painful in the face.

Each arrow has the power of the Xuan-level Six Heavens!

The cold light in Lin Feng's eyes burst out, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was pocketed, the two arrows were surrounded by the sword momentum, and finally fell to the ground, making a muffled sound of "bang!", and it actually smashed the stone bricks of the long street!

The other arrow was caught by the hero's wings.

The three of them stood in a small circle, surrounding Su Cheng and Su Chi, while Zhang Xiaobai also stood in the circle, holding a long stick obliquely, with a stern face, as the last barrier to protect the safety of the two women.

After three arrows, the long street fell into silence, but Lin Feng knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and next, what was waiting for them was a stormy attack!

After a stick of incense, there were suddenly more dense black dots in the sky, and if you looked closely, the front of each black dot shone with silver light.

It was all arrows!

Yan Meng's face changed drastically, she could feel the breath of palpitations from these arrows, these arrows, with only one of them, could take her life.

Still not strong enough, Yan Meng looked at the master who was waiting for him, and bit his silver teeth lightly.

The arrows fell to the ground, and the sound of a burst of rain hitting the pipa sounded, Lin Feng waved the Guiyun Sword in his hand, like a craftsman focusing on the work in his hand, his expression was meticulous, he only had the arrows one after another in his eyes, and his job was to cut each arrow down.

After a long time, the dull sound of rain hitting the lute disappeared, and a dense layer of broken arrows appeared on the ground.

There was an eerie silence in the field, and this time it was very different from the last one.

Last time, it was to accumulate momentum for the next offensive, but this time it was because of the young man in green shirts, and even more because of the sword in the hands of the young man in green shirts.

Among these hundreds of arrows, the weakest one possessed the power of the Xuan-rank Triple Heaven, and the strongest even had the Xuan-rank Sevenfold Heaven fluctuation. But he was beheaded by the young man in a green shirt under the sword.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Even Su Chi, Yan Meng, and Yingwu, who were getting along with Lin Feng day and night, stared at each other and were relatively speechless.

Especially Su Chi, she is also a swordsman, and the shock of this scene to her is incomprehensible.

If her cultivation is still there, it will naturally not be a problem to take over this wave of offensives. But if her cultivation is only the Xuan-level Sixfold Heaven, ask yourself, she can't cut off all the arrows.

Although her cultivation was completely lost, she knew that what Lin Feng had just used was not a subtle move, but the most basic sword move.

Chop, chop, collapse, tease, grid, wash, intercept, stab, stir, press, hang, cloud.

It is the most basic twelve moves, flowing clouds and water, all in one go, every sword cut is incomparably natural, every sword move transformation is extremely smooth, and between leisurely walks, the arrows in the sky have fallen.

Is this still a basic sword move?!Su Chi suddenly felt that he didn't understand swords.

A strong desire rose in her heart, and in today's battle, she saw the other side of kendo.

Everyone in the world pursues the mystical swordsmanship, and they all think that after learning the peerless swordsmanship, they can go all the way. But this is perhaps the biggest misunderstanding of all time in kendo.

In this world, the most exquisite swordsmanship must be the twelve basic sword moves.

All swordsmanship is derived from these twelve sword moves. But how many people can understand these twelve sword moves?

At least after today, Su Chi didn't dare to say this.

Lin Feng didn't know how much impact his swordsmanship had on Su Chi, he just faintly felt a little strange.

After these two rounds of attacks, although the momentum of the Shadow Clan was full, the final offensive was not as fierce as imagined.

It stands to reason that they shouldn't be so dismissive of what their squad is. Most of these Shadow Clan archers are cultivators of the third and fourth heavens of the Xuan Rank, and it is not even known whether these arrows were triggered by treasure soldiers, so how can such a lineup be the opponent of themselves and others?

Unless...... They have another hand!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's long sword was raised, not to the left, not to the right, not to the front.

Instead, he slashed at Zhang Xiaobai behind him!