Chapter 179: The ancestor of the Zhang family

Ling Feng looked at Zhang Lin, he slowly stood up, his body couldn't help but lean forward slightly, as if he was about to fall, and Ling Feng used his sword to pestle the ground, his eyes locked on Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin raised his double hammer high, looking at Ling Feng's gaze also became fierce, only to see him swing his double hammer towards Ling Feng, as fast as lightning, breaking through the void, and arrived in front of Ling Feng in an instant.

"Canopy!" I saw a phantom flickering out all of a sudden, dressed in purple, she was holding a magic sword, looking at Zhang Lin indifferently, and there was no emotion on her face, as if she was born like this.

Zhang Lin looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, and then the double hammer in his hand couldn't help but tighten, he looked at the woman, there was also a trace of solemnity in his eyes, he couldn't see the woman's cultivation, but he could feel the sword intent emanating from this woman, it was a substantial sword intent.

"Who are you?" Zhang Lin looked at the Purple Death Sword Spirit, and he couldn't help but ask a little indifferently.

What answered him was a sword light, and the magic sword also became very powerful, constantly swinging towards Zhang Lin, but Zhang Lin could feel that although the strength of the woman was not strong, she couldn't find a way to crack every sword she swung, which couldn't help but shock him.

Ling Feng looked at the purple sword spirit that suddenly appeared, this was the second time he had seen this figure, she was still so fluttering and heroic, but every time he saw this figure, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, this woman, once for herself, even if she was incarnated as a sword spirit, at the moment of her life and death, she was still standing directly in front of her.

"Canopy!" Suddenly, Zhang Lin stood tall, he raised his double hammer high, and smashed it on the body of the Purple Sword Spirit at once, only to see that the hammer suddenly scattered the Purple Sword Spirit, and then fell to the ground all at once, and the ground was also bombarded with fragments at once.

"Ling Feng, now it's your turn. Zhang Lin touched the corners of his mouth, and then looked at Ling Feng with a hideous expression, only to see him clenching the double hammer with both hands, and approaching Ling Feng step by step.

Ling Feng watched as he approached Zhang Lin step by step, there was no change in his heart, he just looked at him indifferently, and then used his whole body's spiritual power to the extreme.

"Canopy!" With a wave of the double hammer, a domineering force knocked Ling Feng away at once, and at the moment when he hit Ling Feng, Zhang Lin's figure flashed, and a hammer smashed towards Ling Feng's lower abdomen, and Ling Feng was also knocked to the ground by the bombardment at once, the blood in his mouth continued to overflow, and then Zhang Lin's eyes became a little cruel, and he directly bombarded Ling Feng's arms.

"Ahh

At this time, Ling Feng's arms had been fractured, and he didn't need any strength at all, but he poured spiritual power into his legs at once, and then swept towards Zhang Lin, and Zhang Lin looked at Ling Feng's appearance, he swung his double hammer again, and an extremely strong force made Ling Feng fly out at once.

Zhang Lin stretched out his tongue and licked his somewhat withered lips, then looked at the embarrassed tigers and leopards, the corners of his mouth also flashed a cruel smile, and shouted at those tigers and leopards: "Trample!"

When those disciples heard Zhang Lin's words, they began to trample on Ling Feng's body like mad dogs, at that moment, Ling Feng felt that he was locked by something, no matter how much he wanted to enter the Immortal Demon Remnant Realm, he couldn't enter, this was the second time he had encountered this kind of thing, the first time was to fight against the Broken Army, and this time he felt that this momentum was even stronger by the Broken Army.

"Puff!" After these tiger and leopard army trampled on many times, Ling Feng was already on the verge of death, at this time Zhang Lin also walked slowly, he looked at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little indifferent, and there was a hint of playfulness in his tone: "You are very lucky this time, my master wants to see you, and you didn't kill us, so let me take you there." ”

At this time, Ling Feng was already delirious, he couldn't hear what Zhang Lin said at all, he only had one belief in his heart, that is, to live, only by living would it be better, and only by living would he be strong.

The ** of survival rose in Ling Feng's heart, he knew that he couldn't be too immortal and demonic, he had to have strong strength, Ling Lingfeng was just carried towards the Zhang family hall.

Above the main hall of the Zhang family, a rugged middle-aged man sat in the center, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to have an aura of not being angry and arrogant, just when Zhang Lin brought Ling Feng to the main hall, his body couldn't help trembling slightly, and then he knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and said with extreme fear in his voice: "Master, I brought Ling Feng here." ”

I saw that the eyes of the person in the main seat of the main hall opened, it was with a trace of extremely indifferent eyes, and there was a bloodthirsty look in that eyes, I saw him glance at Ling Feng, who didn't know life and death, and then with a wave of his hand, an extremely domineering spiritual power knocked Zhang Lin away at once, and his eyes were full of indifference when he looked at Zhang Lin.

"I asked you to bring someone here, you actually lost so many disciples, if I didn't make the last move, I think you died, I don't think you can bring him back. Zhang Miao looked at Zhang Lin, his eyes were full of coldness, only to see him glance at Ling Feng, and then continued to say to Zhang Lin: "Now I want you to inform the Blood Demon Palace and the Sword Worship Villa, just say that Ling Feng is in the hands of my Zhang family, and if you want someone else or a sword, then use something worth exchanging." ”

Zhang Lin nodded, and then withdrew from the main hall, but Zhang Miao looked at Ling Feng with a puzzled expression, he faintly felt that Ling Feng was a little mysterious, when he finally locked him with his momentum, he was obviously struggling with the power of his soul, as if he still had some kind of afterthought.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, I saw Zhang Miao pop out a pill from his sleeve, and then suddenly entered Ling Feng's mouth and slowly entered. Immediately after, Ling Feng's injuries all over his body slowly recovered, and he slowly woke up.

What caught his eye was the bustling hall, only to see Ling Feng slowly stand up, he looked at Zhang Lin on the main seat, his eyes were also full of indifference, and then he waved his big hand, but found that the Purple Demon Sword was no longer there, he stared at Zhang Lin with both eyes, and then wanted to raise the spiritual power of his whole body.

"How is it possible, why can't I use a trace of spiritual power?" Ling Feng couldn't help but be a little panicked in his heart, if he didn't have spiritual power, then he would be no different from ordinary people, I saw Ling Feng looking at Zhang Miao, and said with some indifference in his tone: "You did this?"

Zhang Miao looked at Ling Feng, his face was also a little indifferent: "Since you have offended my Zhang family, then you should be prepared for the worst, I gave you the forbidden spirit pill, and you will not be able to use a little spiritual power and soul power in three months, you should still be in peace." ”