Chapter Seventy-Four: Battle King Lin
"Die!" Wu Fei's expression was a little indifferent, and then he looked at Ling Feng's gaze without that emotion, and a trace of evil smile appeared on Ling Feng's face, the war sword in his hand froze, and then swung towards Wu Fei's back at once, the war sword with a burst of thunder intent, suddenly shocked Wu Fei, and the two rebellious middle-aged men behind him were also injured at once.
"Boom!" The war hammer and the war sword collided, and then Wu Fei's expression was also a little hideous, and he looked back directly at the two seriously injured middle-aged men, his expression was also a little indifferent, his gaze also became crazy, the war hammer in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, looked at Ling Feng and said: "No one can kill them, even if we were chased and killed in the Tianji Pavilion, we have not been able to kill the four of us, today you will kill the fourth child, and seriously injure the second and third children, you must die." ”
Ling Feng didn't answer, he knew that anything was superfluous, he clenched the war sword in his hand, and then swung it towards Wu Fei at once, the sword momentum of the war sword was like a rainbow, constantly cutting through the air, and the war hammer in Wu Fei's hand also kept waving, the war hammer revealed a fierce aura under Wu Fei's wielding, just an instant, the war sword and the war hammer also collided together, and the huge spiritual power air flow exploded all at once, and many soldiers who surrounded Ling Feng also died here.
"Fatal blow!" Wu Fei's expression was also a little hideous, and then the war hammer in his hand suddenly looked very hideous, and Ling Feng looked at Wu Fei's attack, his expression couldn't help but be slightly shocked, he felt that Wu Fei's attack was not flawed at all, as if it was a natural killing move, which made people a little frightened, took a deep breath, the war sword in Ling Feng's hand was put away at once, and then looked at Wu Fei with a solemn face, his expression was as indifferent as water, and he couldn't see any expression.
Wu Fei's attack was full of murderous intent, but Ling Feng's bland expression suddenly made him stunned, he never thought that Ling Feng could still be so indifferent now, but when Wu Fei approached Ling Feng, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and then he saw a strange purple light flashing, Wu Fei's eyes were stunned, and looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little incredulous, a wound like a red line appeared on Ling Feng's neck, and then a trace of blood oozed out.
"Tick!" Blood dripped to the ground, and then Wu Fei also fell down all at once, but the trace of disbelief in his eyes made Ling Feng a little disdainful, just now when he couldn't see the flaw in Wu Fei's attack, he suddenly used the sword drawing technique that was famous for being fast, he knew that the world's martial arts were only fast and unbreakable, so he used the sword drawing technique.
The two rebellious middle-aged men couldn't help but be stunned, but Ling Feng didn't give them a chance, he waved his big hand and blasted towards them with a punch, and then the two middle-aged men slowly closed their eyes with an unwilling look, looking at the middle-aged man who closed his eyes, a trace of evil smile appeared on his face, and then the war sword in his hand froze, and the sword pointed at those who surrounded him, and said indifferently: "Leave or die!"
None of those people moved, but looked at Ling Feng indifferently, as if waiting for the general's order, but Ling Feng's gaze was also a little indifferent when he looked at those people, and finally the war sword in his hand waved towards those people, and a sword qi like a flame rushed towards those people at once, but when the sword qi was about to reach the front of those people, a young man appeared at once, and then looked at Ling Feng's gaze with some disdain, and with a wave of the spear in his hand, the sword qi was scattered at once.
"You can kill Wang Jie and the four rebels, but I'm curious if you will kill me too, my name is Wang Bahu, and my cultivation has reached the fourth layer of Jiedan, I'm curious, how powerful are you Ling Feng, and it is worth such a big effort from our Wang family. Wang Bahu's voice didn't have any emotion, but the disdain in his eyes made people a little indifferent, and finally he was silent for a while, and then retreated behind those people, and then suddenly there was an extra flag in his hand, and then the sword stood up, the flag in his hand waved, and then said indifferently: "Kill!"
Hearing Wang Bahu's order, those people came towards Ling Feng at once, and finally he was silent for a moment, and then the sword in his hand froze, looking at those people's expressions were also a little indifferent, and the figure suddenly moved like a ghost, just in an instant, Ling Feng's figure was like a ghost, which made people a little indifferent, as if all he saw was Ling Feng's afterimage, and he couldn't tell where Ling Feng's true body was.
"Ahh
Those people who were originally irregular also became sharp under Ling Feng's movements, nine people together, and then formed ninety-nine small formations at once, and those ninety-nine small formations seemed to have some connection, and then formed some mysterious things, slowly approaching Ling Feng.
There was also a trace of solemnity on Ling Feng's face, he could feel the horror of this formation, he took a deep breath, the war sword in his hand clenched, and then began to slowly attack towards that formation, but as soon as Ling Feng's war sword approached that formation, a domineering spiritual power suddenly shook Ling Feng away, and then looked at those people's eyes with some fear, and finally he took a deep breath, and then the war sword in his hand was horizontal, looking at those people with a gloomy face.
"Such a domineering formation, I didn't expect the Wang family's heritage to be so powerful. Ling Feng's gaze was also a little solemn, and he secretly said in his heart that the Wang family was strong, but now he had no chance to retreat, and he had to send an arrow on the string, although Ling Feng didn't know how to break this formation, but he knew that if he didn't break this formation, he was very likely to fall here.
Ling Feng's eyes closed slightly, and then his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, he could feel the threat brought to him by that formation, the sense of crisis it brought, he took a deep breath, and then the war sword in his hand froze, the whole person jumped high, and slashed towards those people at once, silent for a while, the smile on Ling Feng's face also froze all of a sudden, he could feel that his attack was resisted all of a sudden, just in an instant, the war sword in Ling Feng's hand turned again, and it hit the spiritual power all of a sudden, and then the spiritual power suddenly shook back, Ling Feng was suddenly shocked to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at those people a little embarrassed, and was silent。
"It's impossible for you to break this formation, this formation is an ancient strange formation, you don't have a chance to break this formation at all, even if you are at the peak of the cultivation of the Jiedan, you may not be able to break this formation. Wang Bahu looked at Ling Feng with disdain, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face, in his opinion, Ling Feng was just an ant, and he couldn't do anything about this formation at all.
The night also fell unconsciously, and the moonlight couldn't help but shine in front of Ling Feng through the clouds, looking at the moonlight in front of him, his eyes were slightly closed, and then he kept thinking about the formation of the Nine Dragons Trapped Killing Array, and was silent for a while, Ling Feng's gaze was also a little disdainful, and finally a smile appeared on his face, and the war sword in his hand also kept waving, but he didn't wave it for a while, Wang Bahu's brows couldn't help but sink slightly, because he found that Ling Feng kept walking towards the formation eye, he couldn't help but look at Ling Feng solemnly, the flag in his hand also disappeared, and the spear also appeared all of a sudden, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little cold。
"Sword Dance for Nine Days!" Ling Feng shouted angrily, the war sword in his hand continued to wave, and then the war sword also attracted the spiritual power between heaven and earth, just in an instant, Ling Feng's spiritual power also disappeared at once, and finally the gaze on his face was also a little indifferent, and finally he was silent for a while, the speed of the war sword in his hand couldn't help but be faster, just in an instant, Ling Feng suddenly killed those people strongly, the original seamless formation was suddenly broken by Ling Feng, and Wang Bahu's gaze at Ling Feng became more and more cold.
Every time Ling Feng's sword waved, the spiritual power of heaven and earth continued to riot, and those people also began to explode and die in the spiritual power of heaven and earth, Wang Bahu's expression was also a little cold, and at the same time, he also felt that the spiritual power in his body continued to start to riot, he was silent for a while, and the spiritual power in his hand also began to wave continuously, just in an instant, Ling Feng felt that his body was a little weak, and he forcibly endured the tiredness in his heart and waved towards those people, but he didn't wave it, and many people were killed by the spiritual power explosion.
"Hmph!" Wang Bahu snorted coldly, holding back the trace of riotous spiritual power in his heart, and the spear in his hand was also picked up towards Ling Feng at once, and Ling Feng looked at the spear that was constantly approaching, and some disdain appeared on his face, the war sword in his hand condensed, and a domineering sword qi suddenly slashed towards Wang Bahu through the war sword, and then rushed towards Wang Bahu at once.
Wang Bahu was also shocked back by Ling Feng's sword qi at once, and the riotous spiritual power in his body couldn't be suppressed at once, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little solemn, and a trace of evil smile appeared on Ling Feng's face, and the war sword in his hand also looked a little demonic in the moonlight, and the war sword was lightly slashed, and a silver-white arc fell, and at the moment when the war sword was slashed, Wang Bahu's expression was also a little relieved, and he didn't dodge at all.
Looking at Wang Bahu's appearance, Ling Feng did not show mercy, but slashed at Ling Feng's head with a sword, only to see a strange blood spurting out, and then Wang Bahu's eyes were also closed, and Ling Feng's gaze was also a little bitter, and finally looking at those people's eyes were also a little flickering.
Ling Feng no longer had a trace of spiritual power in his body at this time, he took a deep breath, and then looked at those people's eyes were also a little cold, at this time he no longer had any spiritual power to confront them, he held back the tiredness in his heart, the war sword in his hand kept waving, and he used his ** strength to fight towards those people.