Chapter Ninety-Two: The Enemy Meets
Inside the spiritual spring, the light flickered and changed.
As the night darkens, the top of the mountain is covered with snow.
Yuan Shaojie looked at Lin Feng and suddenly smiled.
He smiled easily and proudly: "Hehe, you really didn't disappoint me, you actually had the courage to kill here." ”
Lin Feng carefully took his hands out of his sleeves, slowly and meticulously tied them into a knot with his sleeves, and carried the cub to his chest like a baby.
His arms and upper body were freed, and a strange aura was reflected on him, reflecting a healthy glow.
In the dantian, the spiritual power was tumbling, Lin Feng raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was the black and shiny phantom elixir.
He looked at the elixir and seemed to see his own pain in the future. But looking at the people in the tent, all this is nothing.
Ah Wu, Yun Qingzhu, and Zhao Yue'er were tied to a tree stump, all hanging their heads. Yuan Shaojie was standing in the middle of them, the green mist on his body was like tentacles, stretching and stretching.
Swallowing the Phantom Spirit Pill in one gulp, the two pills collided, quickly forming a black vortex in Lin Feng's stomach. Immediately after, this black vortex rushed towards the dantian. Lin Feng only felt that the dantian was like a handful of firewood thrown into the oil field, burning instantly, and the hot and sharp pain made him break out in a cold sweat all over his body.
In the midst of the severe pain, the wind was strong all around him, and the light in the spiritual spring was all attracted, and the spiritual energy was constantly injected into his body.
The strong spiritual pressure dispersed, the four tents that were blown were hunting, and the grass and trees bowed their heads. Under the impact of the huge aura, Lin Feng only felt that the three doors were opened for him in turn, and with a banging phantom sound, the spiritual power instantly swelled like a flood bursting the embankment.
The abundant spiritual power washed over his limbs again and again, bringing intense stimulation and a powerful sense of power.
Samurai Realm, Fifth Order.
The Phantom Spirit Pill would bring a devastating blow, but Lin Feng couldn't care about anything. Now all he thinks about is two words - revenge.
Yuan Shaojie looked at this scene coldly: "Kill chickens and take eggs." ”
"Why aren't you?" Lin Feng sneered.
"It's a pity that I have awakened the martial spirit, and I have a completely different concept from you." Yuan Shaojie said.
He clenched his hands into fists, and the large sleeves of his wide robe instantly bulged like balloons. Phew! In the sound of cracking, his upper robe shredded piece by piece, revealing his terrifying body.
Lin Feng saw it and gasped.
Is that still a human body? The skin is pink and dark green, and the green tendons like earthworms lie on the surface of the body, and the blood is clearly visible.
The muscles were hard as rocks, but they seemed to stick to him and fall off at any moment.
As Meng Zhaoyan said, Yuan Shaojie's body is completely the breath of a dead man.
However, that powerful force crushed over like a mountain and a sea, instantly forming a vacuum between the two.
For a moment, Lin Feng felt that he was deaf, his brain was buzzing, and his world seemed to be only Yuan Shaojie's shriveled voice.
"Jinyang Mountain will be your grave, and after today, the Lin family will be erased from now on." Yuan Shaojie said, "The rules are always the strong who have the final say." ”
Two ghostly figures quietly floated behind Lin Feng. It was Yuan Zhongshan and an elder of their family, and they had just gone to check on the sudden war.
One martial arts realm powerhouse, two warrior realm martial artists, not to mention Yuan Shaojie's true combat power, has reached the edge of the martial arts realm.
This situation, no matter how you look at it, is one-sided.
Lin Feng pinched the chain in his hand, and a trace of cold sweat broke out in his palm.
"I have to admit, you're smart." Yuan Zhongshan's face was gloomy, staring at Lin Feng, "Bold and careful, I don't know how to control the ghost owl." It's a pity that the twenty or thirty people you sent here have become ghosts now. Do you really think that our Yuan family children are all mud and can't make it? ”
Yuan Zhongshan's murderous intent is blazing, people like Lin Feng must either not be offended, if they are offended, they must be killed.
His words had a little effect on Lin Feng. He was distracted, worried about his brothers.
"Forget it if you bully more and less, you still bully the small with the big? Yuan Zhongshan, what you're doing is too unauthentic, aren't you? A cold, old voice descended from the sky.
Su Fang was like a ray of light, shuttling from the clouds and mist, and fell behind Lin Feng with a bang, and the two stood side by side, back to back.
A powerful aura emanated from him, and he slowly reached out and pulled out the black long sword behind his back.
The spiritual pressure hulala spread, directly defeating Yuan Shaojie's spiritual power.
Lin Feng's heart warmed, he didn't want to trouble Su Fang, but he didn't expect Su Fang to find it by himself.
The two turned back at the same time and smiled at each other.
Su Fang said: "You don't have to worry, when I came up just now, I saw that Second Master Yun was attacking the mountain with the people of the Yun family. I think at this time, those little beasts of the Yuan family can't take care of it. ”
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, with the Yun family, he basically didn't need to worry about his brothers.
Yuan Zhongshan frowned, scolded, tiptoed, turned into a meteor, and rushed forward.
His goal was Lin Feng, to quickly kill him, and never leave him alive.
"It's simple!" A black smoke swept across the grass, and Su Fang stepped forward with a black sword in his hand. It shouldn't be difficult for him to kill Yuan Shaojie. It's just that Su Fang understands Lin Feng, and there are some things that Lin Feng needs to do in person.
In an instant, the two of them made nearly a hundred moves.
The spiritual power is rolling and fluctuating, and the top powerhouses of the martial arts realm are facing each other, and its power can be called earth-shattering. The entire mountain is the aftermath of the power after the collision, the grass, trees, mountains and rocks have turned into powder, and the power collides, like a thunderstorm in the nine days.
"Jer, you must kill him!" Yuan Zhongshan had no time to clone, Su Fang was too strong, even if he joined forces with another elder at the peak of the warrior realm, he could only barely compete with him.
The heavy responsibility of killing Lin Feng had to be handed over to his son. Fortunately, Yuan Zhongshan has considerable confidence in his son, and dealing with Lin Feng should be a piece of cake.
Yuan Shaojie had a gloomy face, carrying three people in his hand, a few ups and downs, and rushed towards the depths of the mountains and forests.
Lin Feng followed closely, leaving only a faint light and shadow behind him. The Wind Trick has increased his speed a lot.
In a clearing in the forest, Yuan Shaojie left three people and turned around to wait for Lin Feng.
In his heart, Lin Feng should catch up in less than three breaths, but he waited for a while, but there was no trace of Lin Feng.
"Are you waiting for me?" A cold voice came unexpectedly, followed by a sharp explosion.
The chains rattled, entwining spiritual power, piercing the void like a long snake, and slammed straight into Yuan Shaojie's back.
The triangular sharp dart head whistled through the green mist around Yuan Shaojie's body and hit his skin.
Sonor!
A crisp metal impact sound came, and Lin Feng only felt that the chains were shocked, and the huge counterattack force spread back along the chains.
"It's ridiculous, even the warrior realm dares to challenge me." Yuan Shaojie turned around, looked at the chain of the hasty rout, and the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a cold smile.
(End of chapter)