When Lin Feng heard Han Zhengyang insulting his beloved master, his face immediately turned cold, and he retorted with a sneer: "When you go out to practice in the future, Senior Brother Han, you have to tell you disciples of Nine Swords Peak to hide behind me, and I will take care of your group of chickens like an old hen." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as the words ended, the crowd burst into laughter.

If all the disciples of Nine Swords Peak hid behind Lin Feng, I am afraid that Nine Swords Peak would never be able to tear off the label of "coward" in the future.

"Want to be the hen of our Nine Swords Peak disciples? I want to see how much strength Senior Brother Lin has, and dare to speak out!"

"Senior Brother Lin, do you dare to fight me?" Han Zhengyang said as he looked directly at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said lightly: "Why don't you dare!"

"That's fine! I will suppress my strength at the ninth layer of Qi training, lest other disciples say that I am bullying you, junior brother!" Han Zhengyang said with an arrogant face.

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders, feeling that this competition was a little boring. If he hadn't advanced to the tenth level of Qi cultivation, then fighting with Han Zhengyang could be regarded as a grind.

But now, Han Zhengyang, who is practicing the ninth layer of qi, has no pressure on him at all.

"Senior Brother Han, please advise!"

After that, Lin Feng didn't make a move, but Han Zhengyang took the lead, and the sword light in his hand loomed, and it was the Spirit Weapon Galaxy Knife given to him by the Peak Master of Nine Swords Peak when he built the foundation.

The spirit weapon is one level higher than the magic weapon, and it can only be used after the foundation is built, and the power is far greater than that of the magic weapon.

The disciples who were watching the battle around saw Han Zhengyang take out the spiritual weapon as soon as he made a move, and secretly scolded Han Zhengyang in his heart for not being authentic.

A dignified foundation building period cultivator, even if he suppressed his cultivation at the ninth layer of qi training, his strength was far stronger than Lin Feng, who was at the ninth layer of qi training. Moreover, Han Zhengyang was so shameless to take out a spiritual weapon to deal with Lin Feng, he was really bold.

However, the contempt in everyone's eyes was unconsciously filtered by Han Zhengyang, as long as he could defeat Lin Feng, who would care if he was victorious or not.

"Jiuyang Kunwu Knife!"

The galaxy knife in Han Zhengyang's hand struck upward, and suddenly the knife light appeared, like a round of blazing sun, dazzling and dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes.

Although it is the same Jiuyang Kunwu knife, as soon as Han Zhengyang made a move, the momentum of the sword and the power of the sword far exceeded Ding Peng's level.

Although the knife has not yet fallen, there is a faint white mark on the ground, even if it is separated by more than ten zhang, you can feel the sharp knife, such as the mang's back, which makes people's hairs stand up.

Lin Feng faced the astonishing sword, his face was still calm and calm, his fingers were lightly clicked, and his mouth spat lightly: "Fengming Nine Heavens!"

The next moment, a crisp phoenix roar echoed on Qingdan Peak, high and loud.

"Sure enough, you have mastered Fengming for nine days!" Han Zhengyang's eyes erupted with a burst of color.

Before coming to Qingdan Peak to challenge Lin Feng, he had already collected extremely detailed information, and naturally knew that Lin Feng had shown most of his combat power in the battle of Weak Water Valley, which was on the spell of Fengming Nine Heavens.

"Slash!"

Han Zhengyang shouted violently, and the green tendons on his arms protruded, like little snakes, extremely hideous.

Like a knife in the sun, it slashed at Qingfeng's back. The fierce clash between the green fire and the sword broke out into a low roar, like thunder rolling in the sky and a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

At this moment, Qinghuo suddenly rushed up and climbed up Han Zhengyang's arm along the Xinghe knife.

Suddenly, Han Zhengyang's face changed greatly, and his original calm and calm face could no longer be seen on his face.

"You're actually cultivating to the level of entering the room!"

Han Zhengyang didn't dare to entangle with Qinghuo, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and after suppressing Qinghuo, he stepped on the ground and retreated quickly with a bang, staring at Lin Feng with a shocked face on his face.

He originally thought that Feng Ming Nine Heavens was a foundation-level spell after all, even if Lin Feng overstepped the level and cast it, at most it would be at the level of ascending to the hall, and the threat to himself was limited.

But now as soon as he fights, he feels tricky.

"Hiss-Senior Brother Lin has actually mastered the foundation-level spell of the room entry level, it's terrifying!"

"It is worthy of our Qingdan Peak's new generation of Tianjiao, Senior Brother Lin is really mighty!"

"Woo-woo-my requirements are not high, I will be satisfied if I can master a foundation-level spell during the Qi cultivation period!"

The surrounding disciples saw that Feng Ming Jiutian such a spell burst out with such terrifying power in Lin Feng's hands, and they all showed envy, admiration, and even jealousy, even the three core disciples of the Sun family.

"Senior Brother Han, you have good eyesight, you can see the details of Senior Brother and me at a glance!" Although Feng Ming Jiutian, who was at the level of entering the room, was seen through by Han Zhengyang, Lin Feng was not annoyed, and his face was still calm.

"Flying sword, get up!"

Lin Feng let out a low groan, and a cyan flying sword swirled around his head a few times, shooting out in a dripping manner, slashing through the air.

"Sword Shadow Nine Points!"

The cyan flying sword flying in the air trembled slightly, and it was divided into nine, and the nine cyan flying swords were exactly the same, and at the same time they were encircled and suppressed towards Han Zhengyang.

"Second foundation-level spell!"

Han Zhengyang's face was gloomy, his voice was extremely hoarse, Lin Feng's strength far exceeded his expectations, not only was he able to cast the Nine Heavens of Feng Ming at the room level, but he even had the strength to cast another foundation-level spell.

"Dragonwalk!"

Facing Lin Feng's encirclement and suppression of himself by his two foundation-level spells, Han Zhengyang had no choice but to use his body technique and wander between the Nine Sword Shadows and Qingfeng.

"Jiuyang Kunwu knife, slash!"

A three-zhang long sword burst out from the Xinghe Sword, slashing towards the weakest point of the sword array.

And Lin Feng was also very experienced in fighting techniques, so he hurriedly controlled Qingfeng and confronted Dao Mang head-on. The yellow and green auras collided violently in the void, like a meat machine, strangling the surrounding aura, and even the surrounding trees were uprooted because of these two strengths.

A sword was blocked, Han Zhengyang was completely locked in the Nine Sword Shadows, and the sword qi shot out continuously, making Han Zhengyang exhausted, and the green phoenix on the side was eyeing him, making Han Zhengyang unable to use all his energy to deal with the sword qi.

After only a dozen breaths, there were a few more small cuts on Han Zhengyang's robe, and he looked embarrassed.

Lin Feng calmly controlled the situation, although the True Martial Cultivator was strong, he also had a fatal flaw, that is, he had a single means. Once trapped by himself and unable to get close, Han Zhengyang completely lost the opportunity to turn the tables.

After a cup of tea, the cage formed by the nine sword shadows became smaller and smaller, like a dense net, devouring his fighting spirit little by little.

"I can't lose!"

"If I lose to Lin Feng, who has not yet built a foundation, how can I face the senior brothers and brothers of the Nine Swords Peak!"

Han Zhengyang's face was pale, looking at the sword qi in the sky, he knew that he was powerless to turn the tables, unless he ......

The next moment, the momentum on Han Zhengyang's body suddenly skyrocketed, and the coercion that belonged to the monks in the foundation building period was released without reservation.