Chapter 242: Pressing the Foot of the Mountain
"This big brother, I don't have any malice in coming to the palace, not to mention that there is a strong man like you guarding here, and the palace will not have any losses, so you can let me go," Lin Feng said with a smile. The brown-haired middle-aged man in front of him www.biquge.info is a dignified four-star peak powerhouse, Lin Feng is not sure that he can defeat the other party, if he doesn't want to reveal his identity, Lin Feng really wants to tell the other party that he is also a person who wins the pavilion, and the other party is also a colleague, so he can take the opportunity to learn some skills from the brown-haired middle-aged man.
"You killed forty guards, the target is obviously the eldest prince, and my task is to protect the eldest prince, so I can't let you go," the brown-haired middle-aged man said quietly, without any intention of releasing the water.
"Big brother, you are really dead-eyed, your task is to protect the eldest prince, and now that he is under your protection, he is alive and well, I have no chance to do it at all, so letting me go will not affect him," Lin Feng argued.
"Only by killing you can we ensure that you will never cause harm to the Great Prince and eliminate all hidden dangers, this is the nature of our cultivators, you should be able to understand it," the brown-haired middle-aged man still said with a blank look.
"Understand a fart," Lin Feng immediately scolded. I want to kill myself, but I still let myself understand.
Hearing Lin Feng suddenly scold, the brown-haired middle-aged man was not angry, and said lightly, "Are you ready?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng's face turned straight, knowing that the preparation that the other party said meant fighting, and he also knew that it was impossible for the other party to let him go. So Lin Feng immediately stood up, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and said with a serious face: "Are you going to break the net?"
"If you think too highly of yourself, the fish will die, and the net will not break," the brown-haired middle-aged man calmly recounted the facts. Hearing this, Lin Feng didn't have any expression on his face, just a touch of the ring, and he held Lei Ji in his hand, and at the same time, as soon as his mental power moved, a layer of black armor appeared on the surface of his body. At this time, he was facing a genuine four-star peak powerhouse, and Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless, so he used his armor and thunder killer as soon as possible.
Seeing that Lin Feng actually used two first-grade spiritual weapons at once, a trace of surprise flashed in the brown-haired middle-aged man's eyes, and he said, "There are actually two first-grade spiritual weapons." ”
At this time, Lin Feng didn't have time to gossip anymore, just when the brown-haired middle-aged man was surprised, Lin Feng kicked the ground fiercely under his feet, and the bluestone slab under his feet was instantly stepped on and shattered, and Lin Feng's body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the brown-haired middle-aged man. It only took two seconds for a distance of a few hundred meters to rush over, Lin Feng held the thunder slayer tightly in his right hand, and the three-foot long stick smashed into the forehead of the brown-haired middle-aged man. The terrifying wind pressure suddenly blew the middle-aged man's brown hair flew back, and the muscles on his face were slightly deformed, which showed how terrifying Lin Feng's stick was.
Just as Lei Ji was about to smash into his face, the brown-haired middle-aged man took a step with his left foot without hurrying. It was a seemingly simple step, but it seemed to have been taken a long time ago, and it seemed to be slow, but before the thunder slammed into his forehead, he dodged it in time. With a stick smashed into the air, Lin Feng's body immediately leaned forward, and the empty door on the side was exposed. At this moment, the brown-haired middle-aged man turned his right palm into a fist and slammed towards Lin Feng's waist. Although Lin Feng only had one star in the Void Realm, his soul perception was very powerful, and he sensed the opponent's terrifying fist at the first time. At this time, the two of them were almost close to each other, and the distance was too short, so Lin Feng only had time to forcibly twist his body and dodge half of the brown-haired middle-aged man's fist.
There was a loud "boom", and the other half of the brown-haired middle-aged man's fist smashed into Lin Feng's waist. Lin Feng was suddenly blown away, and when he flew out three hundred meters away, Lin Feng's body rotated gracefully in the air, unloading most of the impact force, and finally fell to the ground, sliding dozens of meters away before stopping.
"What a powerful fist," Lin Feng rubbed his little waist, although he was only hit by half of the opponent's fist, and he still had a first-grade spirit weapon-level armor defense, but at this time, there were still bursts of hot pain in his waist. At this time, Lin Feng also felt the terrifying strength of the four-star powerhouse, and the four stars were really not blown out.
In fact, at this time, the brown-haired middle-aged man was also slightly surprised in his heart, although he didn't do his best with his punch just now, but it was also quite terrifying, if he was an ordinary person, even if he had armor to defend himself, he would break a few ribs. However, Lin Feng only rubbed his waist at this time, but he didn't look injured. In fact, this was all thanks to Lin Feng's usual hard cultivation, and he had cultivated his muscles to a rather terrifying level.
"You really have two hits, no wonder you dare to break into the palace," the brown-haired middle-aged man said calmly, and at the same time, with a movement of his mind, an extremely terrifying ukla aura emanated. It seems that the brown-haired middle-aged man is ready to show his full strength. Seeing this, Lin Feng's face became more and more solemn, and he began to hesitate to call Lei Lao. Lin Feng believed that if Lei Lao made a move, he should be able to defeat the other party. However, in the next second, Lin Feng secretly gritted his teeth, and a ruthless energy welled up in his heart.
"The small palace, you can break into it if you want to," Lin Feng raised his chin and snorted coldly. Even if the strength is not as good as others, the momentum must not be weak.
"Then let me see your capital," the brown-haired middle-aged man said in a somewhat cold tone. At the same time, as soon as his mental power moved, Lin Feng saw that the brown-haired middle-aged man's already large fan-like bare feet suddenly doubled in size, just like a diver wearing a foot cover, which looked a little funny. But at this time, Lin Feng couldn't laugh, because Lin Feng sensed a danger signal from those huge bare feet.
"White eyes," Lin Feng immediately snorted secretly, and at the same time, as soon as his mental power moved, the pitch-black pupils instantly receded, turning into a snow-white patch. Through the small holes in the eyes on the mask, the brown-haired middle-aged man also saw the strange changes in Lin Feng's eyes, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.
"What kind of exercise are you? It's weird," the brown-haired middle-aged man asked. It was the first time for a brown-haired middle-aged man to see such a strange exercise, although the set of exercises he practiced could make his feet bigger, but it still didn't look as weird as Lin Feng's white eyes. It's a pity that the brown-haired middle-aged man didn't know that the white eyes used by Lin Feng were not a certain set of exercises, but the unique strength of a special race.
"I won't tell you," Lin Feng pursed his lips and said with a teasing smile, but his heart was preoccupied, ready to fight at any time.
Hearing this, the brown-haired middle-aged man still didn't have much expression on his face, and said calmly: "You have a really good mentality, but you still have to die." Immediately, the brown-haired middle-aged man took a step forward with his left foot and shouted, "Press the foot of the mountain." ”
Just as the brown-haired middle-aged man's huge left foot stepped out, Lin Feng's face changed slightly, and his body flew out upside down immediately. Just after Lin Feng retreated, a loud noise suddenly sounded from the place where he was standing, and a huge footprint with a length of fifty meters and a width of thirty meters appeared out of thin air, smashing the bluestone ground, stepping on a deep pit in the shape of a footprint. The brown-haired middle-aged man's set of exercises is called "Pressing the Foot of the Mountain", which is a genuine Kun rank lower grade exercise. When used, although the master only took a small step by himself, he could use his telekinesis to form a void footprint in the distance and attack the enemy from a distance. The stronger the master, the farther the attack can be. It's a small step, a big step forward.
"Such a powerful exercise, worthy of being a low-grade of the Kun rank," Lin Feng sighed secretly in his heart. Then Lin Feng bit his teeth, stepped on his feet fiercely, and rushed towards the brown-haired middle-aged man. Seeing Lin Feng rushing towards him like lightning, the brown-haired middle-aged man's face was still as calm as ever, but his right foot was slowly raised, and then he stepped on the bluestone slab below. As the brown-haired middle-aged man's right foot stepped down, Lin Feng suddenly felt a strong pressure on the top of his head out of thin air, pressing hard against him.
At this moment, Lin Feng's mental power moved, and the Wu Kra in his body quickly swam along a complex meridian, and finally converged to his eyes.
"Control," Lin Feng secretly sighed in his heart, and his powerful telekinesis controlled the power of space, attacking the right foot of the brown-haired middle-aged man. The special ability of the white eye is that it can lock the space from a distance with its vision, and then restrict the opponent's movements. As Lin Feng's eyes activated, the brown-haired middle-aged man suddenly felt as if his right foot had stepped into a piece of sand, sinking deeper and deeper, and stepping down more and more laboriously. Although Lin Feng had white eyes, after all, Lin Feng's strength level was too poor, so the white eyes could only slightly delay the actions of the brown-haired middle-aged man. I saw that the brown-haired middle-aged man's right foot still stepped on. However, the white eyes bought Lin Feng a little time, so before the brown-haired middle-aged man's right foot stepped on the ground, Lin Feng flicked his feet and dodged into the distance in time.
(Spring is here, brothers remember to go out to hunt for beauty, hehe.) )