In the process of Lin Feng sliding backwards, Lin Feng's left arm kept the movement of a fist, stretching out straight. At this moment, as soon as Fengzu's right foot stepped on it, a footprint appeared in front www.biquge.info of Lin Feng again. Although Lin Feng was sliding backwards, the speed of his footprints was faster, and he stepped on Lin Feng fiercely. At this time, Lin Feng's eyes were calm, but his right fist was blasted out like lightning. There was another bang, Lin Feng's right fist was blown away by the footprints, and in the next second, the footprints were directly imprinted on Lin Feng's right chest.

"Click, click" two crisp sounds, his right chest was slightly concave, and Lin Feng knew that his right rib had broken two. Fortunately, the footprints had already consumed most of the energy by Lin Feng's right fist, otherwise Lin Feng's right chest would probably have appeared a blood hole in the shape of footprints, becoming one of the most ugly dead people in history. Under the attack of Fengzu's kick, Lin Feng's body quickly slid backwards, and he slid out a hundred meters away. It's just that Lin Feng still maintains a fist-banging posture strongly, like a statue.

"Tick tock..." Blood slowly and rhythmically dripped down from Lin Feng's left hand and fell onto the bluestone slab. At this time, the battle between Lin Batian and Mr. Wolong was still continuing, but at this time, except for these two people, the eyes of everyone else were on Lin Feng. For a moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be quiet, and only the crisp sound of blood was listening. Zhao Yi stared at Lin Feng's blood-dripping left fist, looking at Lin Feng's somewhat embarrassed and seriously injured appearance, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly. This time, Lin Feng's injuries were really serious, the phalanges of the five fingers of his left hand were broken, and two ribs were broken in his right chest. Ever since Lin Feng embarked on the path of cultivation, He had been so seriously injured. At this time, Zhong Li and the others looked at Lin Feng's tall body, which was about to fall down at any time, and they were all very worried in their hearts. It's just that everyone was seriously injured at this time, and I'm afraid that this time they will really die here.

"In the face of strength, any stubborn attitude is ridiculous," the lean man in the white robe sneered. Hearing this, Lin Feng did not have a decadent and sad look at all, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he scolded: "Your grandfather's fish-flavored shredded meat." However, just as Lin Feng opened his mouth to speak, a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and it turned out that the abundant pressure at the foot of the mountain not only broke Lin Feng's two ribs, but also caused a lot of damage to Lin Feng's internal organs. However, Lin Feng gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of indifference. Seeing Lin Feng so strong, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes, and he secretly thought that his decision was really right, Lin Feng had to be killed, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

Hearing that Lin Feng was still scolding at this time, a trace of disgust and disdain flashed in the eyes of the lean man in the white robe. Seeing that he snorted coldly, he stepped a little and flashed towards Lin Feng, and slammed his right fist fiercely. Lin Feng slowly put down his left fist and met it with his right fist. With a loud bang, Lin Feng's body slid backwards without accident. After sliding out of a hundred meters away, Lin Feng reluctantly stopped. However, Lin Feng still stood up straight, his right fist slowly drooped, and the five phalanges of his right hand were all broken without accident, and blood slowly dripped from the tip of his right finger. Keeping the same pace as the tips of the left fingers, it looks symmetrical.

Seeing that Lin Feng still refused to fall down at this time, a trace of disgust and anger welled up in the heart of the lean man in the white robe. The lean man in the white robe knew how powerful his previous two punches were, but although Lin Feng seemed to be seriously injured, he still stood upright, and the smile on the corner of his mouth that was always on his mouth seemed to be mocking himself for not being strong enough. This is an insult to himself, the lean man in the white robe thought so in his heart, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

"I'll see how long you can last," the lean man in the white robe snorted coldly. Immediately afterwards, I saw the figure of the lean man in the white robe flashing, and he pounced on Lin Feng fiercely again. The right fist slammed down again. At this time, Lin Feng's finger bones were broken, and he was no longer able to swing his fists, and he had almost no strength to resist. At this time, the lean man in the white robe seemed to be able to see the scene of Lin Feng being blasted into meat sauce by his own punch. However, at this moment, a piece of black armor suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's forehead, and then, Lin Feng's forehead smashed forward.

With a "boom", Lin Feng's forehead and the right fist of the lean man in the white robe slammed together. Although Lin Feng couldn't use his hands, Lin Feng still had a head. In the next second, Lin Feng slid backwards again, while the lean man in the white robe took a few steps back, staring at Lin Feng with cold eyes. And after Lin Feng slid backwards for dozens of meters, he finally stabilized his figure, and he also calmly stared at the lean man in white robe with cold eyes. The two of them stared at each other coldly, while the rest of them stared at the two of them.

Suddenly there was a "click" that broke the silence. I saw that the armor on Lin Feng's forehead suddenly cracked, and then fell down and smashed on the ground, making a crisp sound. This first-grade spiritual weapon-level armor that Kong Siming gave to Lin Feng at the beginning, this armor that had saved Lin Feng's life several times, was finally shattered under the iron fist of the four-star peak powerhouse. Just after the armor shattered and fell, a trail of blood flowed out of Lin Feng's hair, slid across his forehead, slid through his eyebrows and nose bones, slid all the way to his chin, and finally turned into drops of blood, slowly dripping. It was like a curved red line, splitting Lin Feng's face into two halves. The originally handsome face suddenly added a lot of murderous aura. At this time, the white-robed lean man looked at Lin Feng with a trace of uneasiness in his eyes, and his right hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, was a little numb. Under Lin Feng's lifeless iron head skill, the iron fist of the lean man in the white robe was finally numb.

However, at this moment, as the blood slashed across Lin Feng's cheeks, Lin Feng suddenly felt a shock welling up in the depths of his mind. That vibration came from the black thing that had been suspended in Lin Feng's mind that was only the size of a fist and shaped like a seed, and it was the ghost thunder that had been sealed in Lin Feng's mind by Lei Lao at the beginning. Ever since it was sealed, Ghost Ray has been very quiet. And at the beginning, Lei Lao also estimated that only when Lin Feng's strength entered the five-star realm of the void, the ghost thunder would be able to react. However, at this time, Lin Feng's strength was only in the middle of the four-star void, why did the ghost thunder, which had been quiet, suddenly shake.

"Could it be that the punch of the lean man in the white robe just now knocked his head too hard, so it caused the reaction of Ghost Thunder?" Lin Feng secretly guessed in his heart. Just as Lin Feng was guessing, a black silk thread was pulled out of the golden seal outside the black seed, as if it had eyes, and flashed into the vast mind below.

(It's been a bit busy these two days, this is a chapter for today, and I'll write two chapters tomorrow to make up for what is missing, I hope you have a lot of fun reading.) ）