Looking at the Mitaka who was kneeling in front of him, Ling Feng really frowned.

He violently beat his old disciple Luo Cheng, and it had nothing to do with Luo Cheng's beating of Bishan Sanying.

Even, Ling Feng faintly felt that the roots of the tongue of the three eagles in Bishan were too long, and they deserved to be beaten if they talked about others behind their backs, but the people who beat them were too ruthless.

Ling Feng looked at Mitaka with an expressionless face, muttering about how to refuse the other party.

But I heard the middle-aged man with a decent face among the three say: "Master! I'm the mountain Mitaka, the most affectionate! The reason why we become the Three Eagle Brothers is precisely because we are willing to live and die together, lose and prosper! Since the master, you beat that Luo Cheng and were angry for my Bishan Mitaka, then from now on, my Bishan Mitaka will be the master's slave, please accept us! ”

Although Ling Feng is not very old, he also knows the truth of acting on the spot.

This mountain Mitaka, although it is righteous, seems to be really willing to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire for himself, but it cannot be ruled out that the other party has other purposes.

After all, he was not familiar with the other party at all, no matter how sincere the other party was, Ling Feng was not willing to accept them so hastily.

So, Ling Feng didn't even say a word, he just shook his head expressionlessly, and turned around and walked up.

He's going back to his training room.

The short fight with Luo Cheng just now was basically a one-sided situation, and he easily restrained the other party. However, Ling Feng still gained some understanding from it, and he needed to hurry back to the cultivation room and summarize it quietly, hoping to make a breakthrough in his exercises after the sixth hand of the thirteen hands of Vajra.

Ling Feng walked forward, and he could hear the mouth of the three eagles of Bishan still talking, and the voice followed him, as if the three of them were kneeling forward.

Rao was like this, Ling Feng had made up his mind, but he still felt that he couldn't accept the other party easily, so he still walked forward quietly.

"Master!"

Suddenly, among the three eagles in the mountains, the scarface let out an exclamation, Ling Feng knew that something was wrong, estimated what had happened, hurriedly ran the exercises, and turned around quickly.

Then, Ling Feng saw a long knife with a fiery red body flying towards him. However, Scarface was the first to find out, and at the same time that this person yelled at him, the whole person took off and blocked in front of the fiery red long knife.

And the person who released the long knife was actually Luo Cheng, who had just been beaten by Ling Feng!

Yes!

The long fiery red knife slashed through Scarface's body, slicing off one of his arms. Scarface suddenly screamed, and the man and the severed arm rolled in the air, blood spilled all over, and then fell to the ground.

However, under Luo Cheng's urging, the fiery red long knife continued to slash at Ling Feng.

However, under Scarface's obstruction, the speed at which the fiery red long knife flew towards Ling Feng was indeed a little slower. Moreover, he called Ling Feng, which also enabled Ling Feng to turn around in time and find the fiery red long knife flying towards him.

Sou!

As soon as Ling Feng's body technique came out, his whole person was like the wind, and he easily dodged the fiery red long knife.

Then, Ling Feng immediately turned his gaze to Scarface, who had his arm cut off by the fiery red long knife and was struggling in pain on the ground, his expression was very complicated.

Although it is said that the whole body of the Tongda Realm monk is smooth, and the vitality of flesh and blood is quite strong, even if the arm is broken, as long as it is connected with some medicine, it will be recovered in a day or two.

But when the other party rushed towards the fiery red long knife, he was not sure that the long knife would only cut off one of his arms. It can be said that Scarface blocked this knife for Ling Feng, and it can be regarded as forgetting to die.

No matter how firm Ling Feng's mind was, seeing the other party cut off an arm for himself, his heart was inevitably a little touched. He began to believe what Mitaka had said to him when he knelt on the ground.

"Ling Feng, do you think you'll be able to leave unharmed? Let me tell you, my Flame Sun Knife is not easily exposed, and as soon as it is taken out, it will definitely make the opponent's head fall to the ground! Why are you all stunned? Give it to me! Kill him! Kill him! ”

Luo Cheng was covered in blood-red fist marks at this time, and above the door, it was even broken by Ling Feng with a golden gun, and a blood hole the size of an egg appeared, bleeding nonstop, and from the gushing blood, he could even faintly see the brains in his skull.

While urging the "Flame Sun Knife", he roared at his four subordinates, and he actually wanted to fight five to one as an old disciple, and he still beat Ling Feng, a Fortune Realm cultivator who did not participate in the assessment of peripheral disciples, completely leaving his shame behind.

Swish!

The Flame Sun Knife swirled violently in the air, bringing up a series of blazing flames, constantly flipping, like a living fire snake, slashing towards Ling Feng again.

Ling Feng's Jiao Scale Battle Armor had Jiao Scale Thorns, which could be released to compete with Luo Cheng's Flame Sun Knife. However, that is the magic weapon of the Dragon Gate, so many people in the square are watching, it is inevitable that people with intentions will see the doorway, and when the time comes, it will spread out, which will be very bad.

Moreover, Ling Feng had handled several magic weapons such as the Star Dragon Flying Heaven Diagram, the Jiao Scale Battle Armor, and the Blood Gold Staff, and after the guidance of the Star Dragon's "One Look, Two Refining, and Three Tests", he already had some experience in judging the power level of the magic weapon.

Just looking at the fiery flames ejected from the Flame Sun Knife, Ling Feng felt that this knife was definitely not the lowest grade magic weapon, but a spiritual weapon similar to the Jiao Scale Battle Armor!

They are also spiritual weapons, the Jiao Scale Battle Armor is the main defense, and the Jiao Scale Thorn is only an additional power, if it is easily used to compete with the opponent, it is likely to be directly defeated by it.

"Ling Feng, use the Falling Flame Hand! This Luo Cheng can be regarded as a big wrongdoer, his flame yang knife is clearly prepared for you, haha! At this time, Xinglong screamed in Ling Feng's mind, looking very excited.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Feng used the Qi Explosion of the Shadowless Hand to block the momentum of Luo Cheng's Flame Yang Knife, and repeatedly dodged the other party's slashing range, while communicating with the Star Dragon, in such a dangerous situation, it was really a bit thrilling to use two things, "Could it be that the Falling Flame Arm can snatch Luo Cheng's Flame Sun Knife?" ”

"Not bad! The Flame Yang Knife, at first glance, needs to be activated by particles that can burn into flames in the monk's body, and Luo Cheng obviously did not practice relevant exercises, he relied on the golden and iron breath all over his body to forcibly endure the operation of the flame particles, and he could suffer backlash at any time! What is said to be easy not to be exposed? That's not because he wants to hide his strength, but he doesn't dare to use it often, otherwise after a long time, his whole person will be burned to ashes! Xinglong gloated.

After Ling Feng heard this, his face immediately showed joy.

So that's the case, no wonder Luo Cheng will be impatient, and let his four subordinates who are obviously not of grade also join the battle group, it seems that the other party thought that he couldn't fall in love with the war, and he wanted to fight quickly.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng instantly dispelled his worries, and his whole person seemed to be relaxed, almost without any exercises, he just kept dodging, and at the same time lengthened the distance between him and Luo Cheng, making it more and more difficult for the other party to control the Flame Sun Sword to rush towards him.

Ling Feng wanted to consume Luo Cheng alive and let him cause the consequences of being eaten by the Yuan Qi.

Moreover, the less Ling Feng showed his skills, the better he could hide his strength, so why not?

However, as Ling Feng showed a stubborn stance, Luo Cheng gradually became anxious, and in his body, more flame particles condensed, and his entire body showed a terrifying red, as if his whole body was about to burn through.

"Come on! Kill him! Kill him for me! ”

Seeing that the attack was still ineffective, Luo Cheng was anxious and angry, and while yelling at his subordinates, he took a deep breath, and the whole person calmed down, as if he was planning to explode completely in the next moment, "Ahhhh I will die with you! ”

"There is no fire in the iron hand, and the self-immolation is blazing!"

Luo Cheng roared, and his pair of iron hands suddenly turned red, as if the gold and iron particles were directly ignited, which was used to condense more flame vitality. Under such an astonishing, suicide-like madness, his iron hands began to melt, and drops of fiery red iron juice spilled down from his hands.

However, this terrifying act of "self-immolation" did raise Luo Cheng's control of the Flame Sun Knife to a higher level, and a stream of majestic flame vitality gushed out from his palm, changing rapidly, and the power of the Flame Yang Knife increased sharply under the flood of this flame vitality, and with one knife down, it formed thousands of flame knife shadows, raging, like an open huge folding fan, directly trapping Ling Feng in it.

"Oh my God!"

Luo Cheng's four subordinates, when they saw that the Flame Sun Sword was so powerful, were all frightened and screamed loudly, and hurriedly dodged, no longer trying to besiege Ling Feng, but dodged away from a distance.

The onlookers in the field were also frightened by the terrifying power of the Flame Sun Knife's instantaneous eruption, and they retreated one by one.

Only the three eagles of Bishan saw that Ling Feng was completely enveloped by the flames of the Flame Yang Knife, and the three of them shouted "master", and actually rushed forward regardless of life or death, as if they wanted to pull Ling Feng out of it. The three of them rushed without hesitation, and the scarred face was only one arm, covered in blood, and looked extremely tragic.

"Stop! I'll take you! ”

But at this moment, in the thick flames condensed by the Flame Sun Knife, a roar suddenly erupted from Ling Feng, causing the three of them to stop their bodies instantly, and the three of them did not move, they didn't care about the scorching flames, they looked ahead, as if waiting for a miracle to appear.

"Luo Cheng, it's good that you set yourself on fire!"

Under the pious gaze of the three eagles of the mountain, in the midst of the flames, Ling Feng's voice sounded again, "If it weren't for the flames of your Flame Sun Knife, I don't know when, I would have been able to comprehend the essence of the Flame Falling Hand!" ”

"Burn yourself in flames, fall into flames and be reborn!"

WhewW......

Ling Feng roared in the flames, and at the same time, he saw the raging flames released by the Flame Yang Knife, trembling violently, and then it seemed to have encountered a tornado, spinning violently, forming a living "fire tornado".

The fire tornado spun faster and faster, condensing continuously, and after a while, it shrank to the size of one zhang, and Ling Feng's entire body was also revealed under the fire tornado.

His clothes were burned to ashes, his whole body was naked, his skin was golden red, like burning gold, and he raised one hand above his head, and the center of the fire tornado was Ling Feng's palm.

All the flames were sucked in by Ling Feng's palm, and the fire tornado disappeared without a trace.

In the end, there was only one Flame Sun Treasure Knife left, and a few faint flames burned on it, and the flames trembled rapidly, and the direction of trembling was also in Ling Feng's palm.

"Get down!"

Ling Feng's whole person was motionless, his eyes were deep, his expression was firm, and two words came out of his mouth.

The Flame Sun Knife in the air immediately swirled and rushed down, falling into Ling Feng's flaming palm.