The night was as deep as a dark curtain.

Dense dark clouds obscured the waning moon in the sky, and dozens of pillars of light at the foot of Yunheding Mountain were flush with the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, half-man-tall weeds sway without wind.

Got the wind?

Jian Mei's eyelids were beating wildly in the direction of Lin Changfeng at this time, and just when she was confused, a sword wind blew across her face, cutting off a strand of hair in front of her sideburns.

At this moment, everyone's movements stopped, and their eyes all looked at Lin Changfeng without exception.

"This rich sword intent, you are really not simple."

Ten years of sharpening a sword, out of the sheath will be amazing.

Ye Que carefully felt the sword wind on the top of the cloud crane, just the sword intent around him could affect nature, and Lin Changfeng was undoubtedly the first person.

The Heavenly Master Sect also uses swords, but there are few people who can have sword intent like Lin Changfeng, and Ye Que knows.

When they were amazed by Lin Changfeng's sword intent, the other party finally moved.

In the face of the siege of nearly 100 people, he was not moved in the slightest, and was as calm as an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years.

The right hand was raised slightly, and the surrounding sword intent suddenly skyrocketed several times.

The half-human-tall weeds were cut off by the sword blade that slashed through them, and before the weeds could hit the ground, a spiritual power spread out around Lin Changfeng as the center, and the spiritual energy turned into thousands of thin threads to wrap the weeds.

Tens of thousands of weeds bloomed with endless light, as if they were no longer weeds that could be broken at the slightest touch, but invincible swords.

"Imperial Things?"

Luo Mengyi's eyes were stunned, she didn't expect Lin Changfeng to be the imperial object of the Dao Palace, although this was only one of the many cultivation methods in the Dao Palace.

But it is extremely difficult to cultivate, why was Lin Changfeng able to comprehend the imperial objects of the Dao Palace?

And looking at Lin Changfeng's calm and unhurried appearance, it was obvious that the other party had already reached the realm of free retraction, which made her a little puzzled.

The weeds behind him were blooming with cold glows, and Lin Changfeng looked coldly at the Broken Sword disciple who rushed over, and said indifferently:

"Against you, why do you need all your strength!"

The green sword light shot up into the sky, so fast that it was difficult to see through with the naked eye, and everyone could only see the sword light drowning the team of nearly a hundred people.

The screams and wails continued to sweep across the entire cloud crane top, and Lin Changfeng just stood in place from beginning to end, his gaze cold.

It was as if the group was nothing more than cattle to him, to be slaughtered at will.

Watching the disciples she brought fall one by one, Jian Mei's eyebrows jumped, and she also felt a trace of fear at this moment.

But only a hint of it.

In the face of such a group of people who don't have the Eight Senses Realm, she can also slaughter them all, but she is by no means as clean as Lin Changfeng.

"No, if you really want to suppress him, I guess you still have to do it to the people around you!"

Knowing that Lin Changfeng's murderous intent had risen now, Jian Mei was naturally reluctant to ask the other party in person, thinking that she needed to contain the other party.

As her eyes wandered, she found Lin Xueyin standing not far away.

"She came with Lin Changfeng, it seems that she has to be taken down first."

With a ruthless heart, Jian Mei no longer hesitated and killed Lin Xueyin.

Lin Xueyin, who was originally struggling to resist in the crowd, suddenly felt the lock of her gaze and hurriedly turned her head to look.

found a gloomy sword and rushed towards him.

Her motive was obvious, but at this time, Qing Xuanyue and Luo Mengyi couldn't pull their hands away, so they could only helplessly watch Jian Mei do it to Lin Xueyin.

Ye Que stood not far away, and was also about to rush to Lin Xueyin's side.

Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, so he naturally can't let Lin Xueyin have an accident, but just when he was about to arrive, a person in a black robe suddenly made a move.

The two palms were facing each other, and Ye Que's whole person flew out directly.

After flying out for a few meters, he was able to stand firmly, looked at the black-robed man standing in place, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in surprise:

"Building the Foundation?"

The other party's realm was very stable, and he was even vaguely able to reach the middle stage of foundation building, which made Ye Que understand that this was an old man.

But this is also an obstacle, without his obstruction, Jian Mei will definitely capture Lin Xueyin as a threat.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and the smile on her face also bloomed at this moment, and the soft sword in her hand flashed like a deadly water snake.

This scene was so terrifying in front of Lin Xueyin's eyes, she seemed to have seen her fate, and chose to close her eyes.

Just as the long sword was about to fall on her chest, Lin Changfeng appeared in front of Lin Xueyin like a ghost.

I saw that he slowly raised his hand, and with just two fingers, he easily clamped the soft sword in Jian Mei's hand.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing Lin Changfeng's appearance, Jian Mei was already hesitant, but when she saw the other party's two fingers easily gripping the sword in her hand, her heart was even more turbulent.

"Do you want to die?"

This sentence was said very abruptly, but it was so cold that it made people tremble all over, and Lin Changfeng's eyes were so cold and piercing when he looked at Jian Mei.

Seeing that the soft sword in his hand was caught between Lin Changfeng's two fingers, Jian Mei's face was stunned.

When she tried to draw her sword and leave, she found that no matter how much force she used, she couldn't shake those two fingers.

Just when she was about to attack Lin Changfeng, she saw the cold glint in Lin Changfeng's eyes flash, and then the aura in her whole body skyrocketed.

Hearing only a crisp sound, the soft sword was like tissue paper, easily shattered by Lin Changfeng's terrifying power.

The fragments of the soft sword were like bullets, wrapped in endless power, and they were close to the sword's face.

Hurriedly withdrawing and retreating, Jian Mei looked at the broken magic weapon in her hand and the scars on her body that were scratched by fragments, and her face could not hide the look of shock.

Looking at Lin Changfeng's gaze, he was extremely afraid.

What kind of person is this?

was able to shatter a magic weapon with two fingers, she had never seen such a terrifying person with combat power.

What happened in this moment was so fast that many people didn't react.

Lin Xueyin dared to secretly open her eyes at this time, looking at Lin Chang's majestic back, and she murmured dreamily:

"Senior..."

Glancing at the black-robed man from the corner of his eye, Lin Changfeng's gaze was gloomy, and the aura on his body was also rising.

"Why do people always dare to challenge the majesty of immortals?"

Everyone looked at the terrifying aura on Lin Changfeng's body, and they were all stunned, it was obvious that Lin Changfeng was really angry at this moment!