"To the east!" Lin Feng roared angrily, grabbed his left hand and raised it, and the seven-point gray mangs suddenly flew up, buzzing and circling, blooming sharp and cold.

Seven Star Sword, the first time the seven swords came out together. The sword dances like stars, and a little cold light coils in the air, disappearing from time to time, striking to the east.

Xiang Dong is on the edge of the spirit array, he must be forced into the formation, otherwise how can he be worthy of Xiao San!

The spiritual power soared into the sky, Lin Feng's hair stood on end, his eyebrows were staring, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Sacrificing the Seven Star Sword, Lin Feng followed and rushed forward, jumping up like a goshawk, kicking dozens of feet with his feet, and the air was full of leg shadows.

After cultivating in the Heavenly Star Continent for so long, Lin Feng's physical quality had far surpassed that of the same level martial artists in the Silver Moon Continent. Even compared to opponents of this level who came to the east, it was not a few points worse.

This piece of foot shadow, wrapped in the momentum of wind and thunder, is ruthless, regardless of life and death, kicking to the east.

Xiang Donglai smiled scornfully, although he was slightly surprised in his heart, Lin Feng was able to burst out with this level of strength.

"Unexpectedly, this kid actually has a heavy treasure on his body, just a second-order, and his physical strength is on par with me." He said secretly, "You can't hard-connect, but ......"

In this flash, Xiang Donglai had quickly aimed at the surrounding terrain.

On the left is a towering cliff, and there is no mystery. On the right is the way to come, and he is tracking Xiao San all the way here. Behind is a river, frozen, and there is no mystery at a glance.

Only the direction of Xiao San's escape, the towering giant trees, the branches are intertwined and dense, and there is a faint aura. Problematic!

Everything was just a flash, and Lin Feng kicked with both feet, with an obvious purpose - to kick the ice river to the east.

The footsteps were lost, the spiritual pressure was shocked, Xiang Donglai narrowed his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "You want to force me into the river?" “

He couldn't help but take a look at the glacier, could there be something hidden under the snow-white river? But coming east, he didn't feel anything from the river.

He turned around and dodged Lin Feng's attack. He had already ascended to the fifth order, and the agility of coming eastward was incomparable to Lin Feng.

One blow missed, but Lin Feng did not give up, his almost lifeless attacks, moves, and moves were forced to the east into the river.

This made Xiang Donglai even more suspicious, and deliberately dodged away from the glacier.

At this time, he saw the corners of Lin Feng's mouth hooked, and seemed to smile proudly. Xiang Donglai's mind sank, and his brain began to fly again.

"Did he deliberately let me see his expression, or did he do it inadvertently? If it was on purpose, then he would have led me into the glacier. If not, then the jungle behind ......"

Xiang Donglai hesitated, he flickered and moved, even if he only used one percent of his strength, it was enough to deal with Lin Feng. Now he was thinking about the treasure.

That's right, in this mountain, there is the treasure he has been longing for.

Killing Lin Feng and taking the treasure is his main purpose today. And before he found the trace of the treasure, he couldn't kill Lin Feng right away - using Lin Feng's fresh blood to sacrifice and lure out the demon beasts guarding the treasure, this was his serial plan.

There was too much to think about coming east, and he thought about it and decided to take a gamble. He bet that Lin Feng did it on purpose, betting on the accuracy of his intuition.

Therefore, when Lin Feng once again approached him towards the glacier, he jumped and retreated towards the dense forest.

Lin Feng turned his back to him, repelled, and turned around, the longbow in his hand was full. The three-foot-long black feather arrow, wrapped in orange spiritual power, shot out with a thud.

The arrows were like wind and thunder, rumbling through the ice and snow in the sky, and rushing straight to the east.

With this arrow, Lin Feng exhausted all the strength in the dantian.

Xiang Donglai frowned, and while rushing forward, his left foot stepped lightly, clicking, and a dead branch broke under his feet.

He didn't care about the dead branch, what he cared about was the arrow in Lin Feng's hand.

That bow is called a rakshasa bow, and the arrow is called a soul chasing arrow. Many years ago, Xiang Donglai took great pains to bid from the auction house and gave it to He Ming.

It was precisely because of this bow that He Ming sold his life for the rest of his life.

No one knew the power of the bow better than to the east.

At first, he thought that Lin Feng would definitely not be able to exert the power of that bow. But this arrow made Xiang Donglai realize that he had wrongly underestimated Lin Feng's strength.

The arrow flew away from the bowstring, like a meteor piercing the night sky, with the momentum of wind and thunder, wrapped in Hehe spiritual pressure, and the surrounding body became a vacuum zone of its own. Rolling up a thousand layers of snow, crushing ten thousand winds, whistling, and shooting at him.

The arrow was so fierce that he couldn't think about it for a while, and subconsciously took a step back and dodged. He didn't even notice that when he stepped on the branch for the first time, a faint streamer of light was already speeding through the ground.

Under the dead branches and leaves, there is a huge spirit array pattern hidden, which is the extension of the spirit array diagram, which is the brainchild of Lin Feng and Xiao San, and the outer array that Xiao San spent several days and nights to create.

The streamer spread quickly, hitting the core of the spirit array from all directions. The huge energy quickly gathered, and a ghostly light burst out from the core of the spirit array, and in the dark, the door slowly opened. Inside the door, the void swirled, black and red staggered, terrifying and abnormal.

Suddenly, Xiang Donglai's face turned pale, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

"Damn, I was deceived by this hairy boy!" He snorted coldly, feeling that the dantian seemed to be frozen in ice, and there were some micro-channels tightly stored for the operation and circulation of spiritual power.

After a brief panic, Xiang Donglai quickly calmed down and judged the situation.

"Spiritual power is imprisoned? I can only exert seventy percent of my strength,......" he said secretly, "It turns out that this kid and his accomplices have been leading me here, and this is the purpose. It's ridiculous, even if I only have 20% or 30% of my strength left, he can't bear me! Unless, there's something else here! “

This new thought cast another layer of gloom on Xiang Donglai's mind that had just calmed down.

Xiang Dong was a little in a hurry, and he sacrificed a large amount of spiritual power to sense the edge of the formation. However, the result made his heart half cold, and this formation actually expanded with the expansion of his spiritual power, and the vastness was like an ocean.

Lin Feng was approaching again.

Shout!

An arrow blocked the way to the east, and he was like another sharp arrow, his feet did not touch the ground, leaving a faint orange aura behind him.

Lin Feng quickly approached towards the east, grabbed it casually, and the seven gray rays lined up in the shape of the Big Dipper, roaring and pounced on the opponent.

"Look for death!" Xiang Donglai was careful and calculated, but he didn't expect to fall into the trap in the end, and he was holding a fire in his heart.

Seeing Lin Feng rushing over regardless of life or death, he grabbed the giant knife and jumped over with a roar.

The sword wind was cold, and two cold torrents roared towards Lin Feng, and in the torrent, the sound of ghosts crying wolves came out, and in this bleak world, it was particularly terrifying.

The torrent touched the Seven Star Sword and was instantly annihilated, but Lin Feng felt cold all over his body, as if he was bound by an invisible ice rope.

Ahead, the Seven-Star Sword had collided with the giant sword.

Sonor!

The sword qi and sword light slammed into each other, and between Lin Feng and Xiang Donglai, orange and cold spiritual power, as well as gray sword light, were filled.

The power collapsed like an iceberg, splashing little by little, and a large area of space shook and roared.

The giant knife flashed twice, and the entire blade suddenly enlarged and suppressed fiercely.

Click!

A long and crisp golden roar, the flames splashed, and the seven swords were annihilated in an instant.

Burst!

Lin Feng spewed out a bloody arrow, but he didn't have time to feel the sharp pain that suppressed his chest, and he retreated.

However, it was too late, and the cold blade followed closely, bringing up a fierce cold mist all around, and the air waves towered like mountains.

The blade quickly enlarged in Lin Feng's field of vision, and finally pressed on his head. Sharp and piercing, Lin Feng felt that his body was going to be torn apart.

(End of chapter)