The powerhouses of the Blue Dragon Sect felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and they couldn't move at all, and they were suddenly terrified. That powerful aura was so desolate and broad that it was so suppressed that their Yuan Force couldn't function at all!

The tremendous pressure not only acts on their bodies, but also on their souls. At this moment, in their hearts, Lin Feng was like a god with a height of ten thousand feet, which made them involuntarily surrender in their hearts.

And a moment ago, Lin Feng was still smiling, but at this moment, he burst out, but he didn't hesitate at all!

The sword light swayed, blood gushed out, and one by one, the sixth-level martial artists of the Green Dragon Sect were beheaded by Lin Feng without the slightest resistance at all!

And at the same time as Lin Feng made a move, the long-legged girl had already made a move!

The short knife in his hand swayed out the Dao Dao sword, cutting off the necks of one warrior after another. Xue Nu's lips pursed vigorously, his little face tightened, and he shot mercilessly.

"Not good!" Fang Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, in his eyes, Lin Feng's figure was ten thousand feet tall, as if he was a god and demon who had come from ancient times.

Fang Xiaotian gritted his teeth suddenly, tried his last bit of strength, and bit off half of his tongue before he was slightly sober.

And by this point, it's all over.

The High Elders and Disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect he brought, a total of one hundred and forty-seven people, all fell and fell in this narrow area. And an incomparably sharp long sword was slashing down towards him with a cold light!

"Lin Feng! if you kill Fang Ruoxu, his mother will definitely come to you! Sooner or later, you will die, and you will die too!" Fang Xiaotian couldn't move at all, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he hissed.

The ancient sword in Lin Feng's hand paused slightly, and then the sword light flashed, and Fang Ruoxu's head had already been cut off!

A huge head with black hair and white eyebrows flew high, and then fell heavily!

At this point, all the elites of the Blue Dragon Sect, one hundred and forty-eight sixth-level martial artists, and the capital of the Green Dragon Sect to stand in Xiaozhou, were all killed by Lin Feng and the others!

Of these martial artists, Lin Feng killed less than fifty, and the remaining more than 100 people were all killed by Xue Nu!

Xue Nu's moist lips pursed into a straight line, there was not the slightest trace of blood on the short knife, and a look of pleasure appeared on the stunning little face. ()

"Xue Nu, you're really fast!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"That Fang Ruoxu actually wants to turn me into a dead soldier!" Xue Nu Xing's eyes flashed coldly, and his voice was slightly cold, "If it is according to my temperament, sooner or later this Blue Dragon Sect will be destroyed!"

Lin Feng said: "Now like this, the Blue Dragon Sect is almost the same as being destroyed. Those ordinary disciples, we have no grievances with them, so forget it!"

"Well, let's forget it for now!" Xue Nu nodded and said, "After all, the Blue Dragon Sect is a third-level sect, and we don't have the strength to break in and kill people now." This account, keep it in mind for the time being, and I will not let it go when I meet a disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect in the future. ”

Lin Feng smiled bitterly, that Fang Ruoxu was probably also casually said at that time, but he planted such a big grudge in Xue Nu's heart. Apparently once a dead soldier is a memory that Xue Nu does not want to touch. Fang Ruoxu's words undoubtedly touched the bottom line of Xue Nu.

Looking at the messy corpse in front of him, Lin Feng also felt some emotion in his heart. These apes are all sixth-level martial artists, and they all died in their own hands!

Not long ago, when facing Senior Sister Zhuang Xuenan, I felt powerless, and Senior Sister was just a sixth-level martial artist. But now, slaughtering a sixth-level martial artist by himself is like slaughtering a chicken and a dog!

Although it relied on the power of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Talisman Array, after all, it was also his own means.

Lin Feng was not a murderous person, but he would not be killed by others willingly. The people of Qinglongmen are not good at coming tonight, so he naturally does not want to be killed. It just so happened that he had the Eight Golden Lock Talisman Array, a sharp weapon to kill sixth-level martial artists, so these powerhouses of the Blue Dragon Sect all fell here.

These people want to kill him, and he naturally won't let any of them go. Since Fang Ruoxu's origin is not small, the matter of killing Fang Ruoxu must also be kept secret. No matter from which point of view, there is no reason to let go of any of the powerhouses of the Blue Dragon Sect.

This is the case on the Xuanwu Continent, and strength is the strongest truth. If Lin Feng's strength is not strong enough, it will be Lin Feng himself who dies here tonight.

Thinking in his heart, Lin Feng didn't pause in his hand, his big hand waved again and again, and the energy of the fire attribute burst out, directly turning the remnants of one hundred and forty-eight sixth-level martial artists into nothingness. And these warriors left a large number of items, such as protective armor, weapons, storage containers, etc., which were casually put away by Lin Feng. ()

There was no trace of the ground, and no one could tell what had happened here.

......

At the same time, in the Qinglong Sect, in an underground dark room in the Qinglong Mountain Range.

On the walls, green jade slips are placed on beautifully decorated shelves, exuding a strong or weak breath of life.

These are the life slips of the strong men of the Blue Dragon Sect, and only the existence of a fifth-level martial artist or above has the qualifications to keep the life slips here.

The two inner disciples of the fourth-level martial artists sat cross-legged in the dark room, cultivating and guarding these life slips at the same time.

suddenly

"Papa......"

The dense popping sound continued to sound, and the two inner disciples were startled, looked at the shelf above the wall, and suddenly their faces turned pale, without the slightest blood!

"How...... How to ......"

In less than two breaths, there were one hundred and forty-eight pieces of jade slips that were broken, and there were no longer any energy fluctuations emitted on them!

And these famous brands are the kind at the top of the shelf. In other words, all of them are sixth-level martial artists!

"Senior brother, what's going on?" A thin black young man's voice trembled, and his body trembled violently.

"Something is wrong!" another young man said in a trembling voice, "Hurry! Hurry up and report to the Sect Master!"

"The life of the Sect Master...... It's broken!" the thin black man hissed.

"The Sect Master is dead?" The young man's body shuddered and he looked at the top of the shelf.

Sure enough, the only one on the shelf was already torn apart, and there was no luster at all!

"How so?" The young man's face was extremely ugly, and he hissed, "Qinglong Sect...... It's going to be over!"

......

Within the estate.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the effect of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Talisman Array disappeared in an instant. Within a radius of 100 zhang, the huge pressure also disappeared without a trace.

The Eight Golden Lock Talisman Array can only be arranged again after the energy is exhausted. Lin Feng walked back to the pavilion with Xue Nu, directly took out the spirit stone, and began to arrange a simplified version of the Eight Golden Lock Talisman Array in the pavilion.

The arrangement of the rune array, although it is only to place the spirit stones, is also quite time-consuming. Finally finished arranging the talisman array, and Lin Feng was also relieved.

With this talisman array, it is invincible for the time being. At least a sixth-level martial artist, he doesn't have to care at all.

On the Xuanwu Continent, among the forces on the bright side, the strongest is the sixth-level martial artist. As for the more advanced seventh-level martial artists, they belong to the category of high-level martial artists, and on the Xuanwu Continent, they are truly rare, and the existence of the divine dragon is not visible.

This battle undoubtedly caused a great loss to the vitality of the Blue Dragon Sect and changed the power structure near the Blue Dragon City. Not only is the Qinglong Sect no longer a powerful third-level sect ranked in the top three in Xiaozhou, but it is also unknown whether it can continue to maintain the status of the third-level sect.

However, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to these, for him, it was just that someone else wanted to kill him, but he killed him, and that's it. Killing these martial artists of the Blue Dragon Sect, there was not the slightest wave in his heart.

Just kidding, when he was in the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, he didn't hesitate to kill hundreds of thousands of soldiers of Kunyuzong's army in a fit of anger. After attacking Boling County and other places, he witnessed the extermination of the city lords one by one. He is a strong man in the army, he has long been accustomed to life and death, and the death of more than 100 people can make waves in his heart?

"A fool like Fang Ruoxu can also become a sixth-level martial artist, this matter is simply incredible. I don't know what the hell is the origin of this guy? Is the person behind him his mother what Fang Xiaotian said? Who is his mother?"

Lin Feng thought in his heart, and with a flip of his wrist, Fang Ruoxu's storage container appeared in his hand.

Killing these Qinglong Sect powerhouses also has a meaning, which is to kill people and eliminate their mouths, so as to prevent the news of Fang Ruoxu's killing from spreading. And now it is estimated that there will be no more enemies, Lin Feng naturally wants to try to find out about this matter.

Fang Ruoxu was dead, and the mana imprint on the storage container had faded. Lin Feng easily lifted Fang Ruoxu's mana imprint remnants, and after dripping blood and recognizing the master, this ring-shaped storage container was connected to his mind, and he could also see the contents of the container.

"This guy is really rich!" Looking at the contents of the container, Lin Feng also smacked his tongue slightly.

In the container, there is a large stack of Yuanshi cards, and the value is more than 10 billion yuan.

Although 10 billion yuan stone is nothing to Lin Feng now, for a third-level sect's personal disciple, this wealth is really a bit too much.

And in the space, there are also a large number of yuan stones, and there are hundreds of millions of them.

In addition, there are some pill books and other things, which also look quite extraordinary. In particular, there are three pills, all of which exude an ancient aura, which are obviously ancient things, and I don't know what they are used for.

Inside the storage container, there was also a large pile of books, extremely beautifully printed, with the words "Imaginary Poems" written on the cover.

Lin Feng casually summoned a copy and looked through it, most of these poems were Zhongping's works, which could barely be said to be in the stream, but obviously they couldn't be compared with those that Lin Feng remembered in his mind.

Of course, Lin Feng can't make such a poem by himself. Although he now bears the name of a big family, when it comes to writing poems, he can't even compare with this side.

Putting the poetry collection back, Lin Feng summoned another pill and looked at it, but he couldn't figure out what it was, so he put it back casually.

"Huh?"

Lin Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at a yellowed folding fan.

The folding fan was quite worn, slightly yellowed, and the handwriting in many places was blurred, and it was thrown in a corner of the storage container. Obviously, this Fang Ruoxu didn't care about this folding fan.

A folding fan is a mortal thing, not a rune equipment, or just an ordinary paper folding fan. However, in Lin Feng's opinion, it was a little strange for such a thing to appear in Fang Ruoxu's storage container.

Because it's the only thing that is common in the storage container. Even his poetry collection is printed with rune ink made of the blood of alien beasts, and the paper is made of tanned alien beast fur sheets into thin sheets.

There are extraordinary things everywhere, but this folding fan is ordinary, so this folding fan is naturally not ordinary.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and the yellowed folding fan appeared in his hand.

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