The corners of Lin Ke's mouth smiled noncommittally, as if in his heart, he didn't regard Lin Feng as an opponent.

Although he said that, Lin Feng was not sure that he would kill Lin Ke quickly.

Judgment, after all, is still wrong.

Lin Ke's escape method is not one step in one mile, but one step in three miles!

It's just that the only good news is that Lin Ke can't use it more than one mile in one step, and more often, he still has to rely on one mile and one step!

However, Lin Feng never had the intention of sitting still.

He pinched the mantra and waved his palm, and then shouted loudly: "Hold the gods and send the generals!" ”

With a flick of the wings, ten heavenly soldiers suddenly appeared.

Then, there was the fierce and boundless feather storm!

Like waves hitting, wave after wave, endless, there is no respite at all!

Lin Ke just glanced at it lightly and chuckled, "Is that just it?" ”

Lin Feng silently didn't answer, and as he saw it, Lin Ke waved out a dark green mist!

This green mist, looking extremely strange, fluttered in the wind.

But no matter who it is, they won't think that Lin Ke summoned the mist, just looked good.

The mist suddenly turned into a solid body, like a thick city wall.

But in the face of the feather storm, it was like made of tofu, and it was beaten into a sieve in an instant.

Lin Ke didn't have half an expression, just looked at it lightly, from beginning to end, like a stranger's passerby,

Watching a battle that doesn't matter to itself,.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth suddenly!

He understands that his current self has no intention of letting Lin Ke go all out, and he does not have that qualification.

Therefore, he has always looked at all this with an outsider attitude.

used to be himself, wishful thinking, this is all Lin Ke's strength.

But when he returned from the copy of Shushan Biography

only to find out how I was sitting in the well and watching the sky at that time.

Lin Feng's heart was gloomy, and the sword trick in his hand!

There are a lot of Emei sword cultivation, although it is slightly inferior to Slaughter Peak.

But after all, it was still an orthodox sword technique, after all, Lin Feng had always used to control the flying sword, and it was much better.

The sword trick is pinched out.

Nan Ming left the fire sword, as if suddenly, he had changed.

Slashed towards Lin Ke again!

Only this time, Nan Ming's fire sword, in Lin Feng's hands, was even more like an arm.

"Drink!" Lin Feng suddenly snorted,

He spat out a mouthful of turbid breath and pinched his sword finger at the same time!

Pointing at Lin Ke!

Nan Ming's fire sword skyrocketed!

It's more than 300 meters long!

Shouted and slashed.

At this moment, the originally dilapidated altar, after experiencing the Feather Storm, was once again affected by Nan Mingli's Fire Sword!

This time, the altar was completely shattered! 、

Countless clouds of dust and rubble were all blown away.

Lin Ke's face did not change color.

It's just that when he faced Nan Ming's fire sword, he finally put some thoughts into it.

The palm of his hand was flipped, and a bronze ghost head bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

The bronze mirror with a dark green hue looks so incongruous with the white palm.

But the power of the explosion made Lin Feng feel slightly surprised.

In the bronze mirror, a three-meter-thick pillar of light burst out.

Nan Ming's sword light surged from the fire sword and slashed on the pillar of light.

The pillar of light was instantly split in two, starting from the center.

But the next moment, another pillar of light slammed in.

At the same time, a pale black light appeared on Lin Ke's white and slender fingertips, which then condensed into a small black ball.

He leaned back slightly, shaking his hand.

With his movements, the black ball of light on his fingertips was thrown behind him.

Rumble!

The violent explosion lifted up the surrounding land for three or four miles.

I don't know when I touched the heavenly soldiers behind Lin Ke, and with a violent explosion, nearly half of them all died in this hit.

The remaining three or four heavenly soldiers were also pushed seven or eight miles away by this surging wave of qi.

Lin Feng, but at this time, quietly used invisibility and approached Lin Ke's land!

At this time, even Lin Feng's breathing involuntarily held his breath and concentrated.

This distance, too close!

A mile away!

It's a one-step thing!

The decision to collect interest can hide Lin Feng's eighty percent of the fluctuation of Yuan Force.

In other words, as long as the Yuan Power consumed by him next did not exceed eighty percent of Lin Feng's total Yuan Power, then, when he used the Yuan Power, there would not be any Yuan Force fluctuations leaking out!

This means that Lin Feng has a first move.

A completely unnoticeable first move!

Obviously, Lin Ke also discovered that Lin Feng's figure, I don't know when, disappeared into the venue.

He smiled slightly, didn't show too much worry, just brought the spirit mirror in his hand to his eyes.

But at this very moment!

Lin Feng made a brazen move!

True Demon Body!

In an instant, Lin Feng's body skyrocketed by hundreds of meters!

The two-hundred-meter-tall giant, on his head, appeared a blue sky, and in the blue sky, the green dragon and white tiger soared.

Beneath his feet was a black mist, like hell, in which ghosts and demons roared with fangs and claws!

The sky is above your head, and your feet are on the netherworld!

But when it was even more noticeable, Lin Feng's body was like a crystal.

Crystal clear, even unfortunately clearly visible, the beating internal organs.

The faint layer of lustrous light on the skin of the body faintly exudes crystal points of light, and from a distance, it looks like a layer of mist, like a dream.

But this beauty is echoed by a huge stick!

It is more than 200 meters long, and countless blood-colored talismans are engraved on the body of the stick, like an evil ghost, twisting and circulating.

The blood-like brilliance matched Lin Feng's hideous expression.

But it shows how much he is eager for this blow at this time to be able to gain something!

From Lin Ke, when he picked up the Spirit Mirror, Lin Feng felt a bad feeling.

Even the Haotian Mirror of the Four-Rank Yuan Weapon could illuminate Lin Feng's true body, so the Evil Spirit Mirror, which was a treasure against the sky, would be a little ridiculous if it couldn't do this.

"Not bad! The yuan method is good, the patience is good, the power is good, and the timing is even more grasped. For this level, Lin Ke commented lightly, and there was a feeling of half nervousness.

It's just that Lin Feng didn't have the slightest feeling of joy!

Because, this blow missed!

Lin Ke's figure appeared three miles away, looking at this scene lightly, and felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I chose the wrong opponent." ”

Lin Feng was silent, shrinking the ground into inches, and Lin Feng, who was also practicing this method, naturally had an intuitive impression.

Spanning several miles in one step, this is simply too perverted in battle, especially in the battle of the Ning Yuan Period.

Unless there is some means to restrict Lin Ke, the next step is nothing more than a repetition of this scene.

His heart was anxious, but it seemed to think of something,

Immediately opened his lips and teeth slightly, and a white yuan weapon flew out of his mouth.

(To be continued.) )