More than forty enemies wearing golden masks surrounded them, and all of them were more or less solemn.

Lin Junfeng looked up at the sky, Elder Li was fighting fiercely in the air with a person who was also wearing a golden mask, and the black ancient ship had been taken into his body.

At this time, three figures rushed out of the enemy group, all of them were foundation building monks, and they rushed towards Liu Linzhi and the other three foundation building immortal cultivators with a clear purpose.

Lin Junfeng's face sank... The other party also has three masters of the foundation realm.

When they approached, they either drew their weapons or began to pinch their spells and prepare for an attack.

Wu Yixian's solemn voice came from beside him, "Little junior brother, be careful." ”

"Yes."

Lin Junfeng nodded.

When a man wearing a golden mask who rushed to the front slashed with a sword, and his side fought back with a fire dragon technique, the sound of collision came out, and the battle finally began.

Lin Junfeng was unlucky, his first enemy was a guy who practiced qi at the sixth level, one meter six, wearing green clothes, wearing a golden mask, and holding a knife in his hand, it was an intermediate magic weapon, when he looked at him, his eyes were full of indifference and murderous aura.

"Die!"

The other party's voice is hoarse, I don't know if it's natural, or pretended.

Lin Junfeng quickly retreated, avoiding the knife, and in the process, he threw a fire dragon technique.

It's a pity that they can't threaten each other and are scattered with a knife.

The power of the fire dragon technique is still a little worse, and it is barely possible to deal with the same level, but it is completely ineffective against enemies who are one level higher than themselves... Lin Junfeng calmly analyzed while dodging the opponent's attack.

He didn't fight in close quarters, but instead used a long-range attack.

During the empty period, Lin Junfeng quickly glanced around, Wu Yixian was entangled by two guys who practiced qi at the seventh level, and he was quite easy to deal with, and it seemed that he still had some strength left.

Zhou Li's opponent is in the same realm as him, and he is also a seventh-level qi practitioner, but Zhou Li holds a sword in his right hand and a shield in his left hand.

Look at the sword and shield, they are all flowing with light, the quality is excellent, they are all top-level magic weapons, it is simply a comparison.

The opponent's mid-level magic weapon knife was simply a poor man compared to him, and it was not his opponent at all.

The alchemist is really rich, but it's a pity that I have a goddamn alchemy talent... Lin Junfeng thought of his alchemy talent, even after such a long time, it still hurt a little.

On the other side, He Yan's opponent is the seventh layer of Qi training, one level higher than him, this guy is miserable and is struggling to support.

This guy is just as unlucky as me, no, he must have passed on his bad luck to me, otherwise I wouldn't have been so unlucky...

When Lin Junfeng was distracted and concerned about the surrounding situation, he didn't notice that someone was quietly paying attention to him.

That is Long Qing.

Long Qing's opponent was one level lower than him, it was the fifth level of Qi training, and he could easily deal with it while still being able to pay attention to Lin Junfeng.

Seeing that Lin Junfeng's enemy was the sixth layer of Qi training, Long Qing was secretly happy in his heart... Haha, you're more unlucky than me, hurry up and die, the one with the mask, hurry up and kill him, come on!

The little ghost in Long Qing's heart was roaring.

He didn't care if the other party was an enemy or not, he just wanted Lin Junfeng to die.

When Zhang Jun and He Lin were fighting fiercely with their opponents, they were also distracted and paid attention to Lin Junfeng.

"Nima! You dare to be distracted by fighting me. ”

Wearing the golden mask was furious, he noticed Lin Junfeng's expression, this hateful guy, one level lower than himself, even dared to be distracted, as if he was despising him.

He slashed down with a vicious slash.

Lin Junfeng immediately tightened his mind and rushed out to the side, the speed was so fast that the sword light passed by him, splitting a tree several meters high next to him in half.

Lin Junfeng quickly retreated, distancing himself from the enemy who was chasing him, and in the process, the fireball technique, the ice pick technique, the fire dragon technique, etc., all kinds of spells were thrown over without money.

Tsing Yi, who was wearing a golden mask, easily swept away all the spells, looked at Lin Junfeng with mockery in his eyes and said, "You will have this little spell?" Spicy chicken. ”

Lin Junfeng was unmoved, and still followed his own rhythm.

Seeing this, Tsing Yi, who was wearing a golden mask, became more and more arrogant, and grinned: "I'll see how long you can escape, you little ant." ”

Almost... Lin Junfeng said in his heart, his expression was rational and calm.

Suddenly, Tsing Yi, who was wearing a gold mask, approached again, unsuspectingly, as if he expected Lin Junfeng to not be able to hurt him.

Tsing Yi raised the knife and wanted to swing the knife like before, but Lin Junfeng's gesture was the posture of pinching the magic trick, and he said calmly in his heart: Spark Burning Prairie Technique.

In an instant, Lin Junfeng turned into a land of flames within three zhang, the orange fire exuded high temperature, Lin Junfeng seemed to turn into a "fire man", and he was surrounded by flames.

Although Tsing Yi, who was wearing a gold mask, sensed badly, he was completely defenseless, so he didn't have time to dodge.

"Ahh

The screams came out, Tsing Yi's clothes and pants quickly melted, and his hair quickly curled black.

It took about two seconds for him to react, break free, and quickly retreat more than ten meters.

He stood there, looking at Lin Junfeng angrily, angrily and in shock, as if he wanted to chop Lin Junfeng to pieces.

Unfortunately, I couldn't burn the golden mask... Lin Junfeng also looked at him with a smile on his face.

Tsing Yi's clothes and pants were burned out of holes in many places, revealing burnt meat, and his head was feverish and curly, emitting black smoke, looking quite embarrassed.

But the golden mask that Lin Junfeng cared about the most was undamaged because it was a magic weapon.

Tsing Yi recalled the battle between the two just now, as if he understood something, his face was pale, and he clenched his fists: "You deliberately show weakness!" ”

"What do you say?" Lin Junfeng said, and shook his head again: "It's a pity, your cultivation is a level higher than mine, although I designed to hurt you, but the injury is not serious, if you are in the same realm as me, I am afraid that you will be seriously injured at this moment." ”

When Lin Junfeng fought with Tsing Yi, he only used low-level spells and blindly dodged, which was indeed showing weakness.

The purpose of this is to make Tsing Yi have the illusion that "my opponent is a spicy chicken" and make him let his guard down.

In short, let Tsing Yi despise himself, and then use the Spark Burning Technique to catch the other party off guard.

The effect is not bad.

Otherwise, with the power of the Spark Burning Prairie Technique, I am afraid it will be difficult to cause this kind of damage to Tsing Yi, and it will even be avoided by the other party and will not hurt anyone.

However, the power of the Spark Burning Technique was still okay, although it was the light of the strategy, it did hurt Tsing Yi, who was practicing qi at the sixth layer.

"Bastard, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

Tsing Yi's eyes flashed with anger, and it was not difficult to imagine his expression at the moment.

"Anyone can talk big."

Lin Junfeng's face was expressionless, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the half-moon knife appeared in his palm.

Yes!

Tsing Yi roared angrily and rushed towards Lin Junfeng.

Sonorous... The two fought together in an instant.

....

Long Qing saw that Lin Junfeng could only dodge in front of his opponent, as if he was being chased and beaten, and he felt a sense of relief for no reason.

But the situation suddenly changed, Lin Junfeng's body turned into a land of flames, and his opponent who practiced qi at the sixth level was burned and embarrassed.

Long Qing was stunned, his eyes full of surprise.

Then, as if he understood something, he gritted his teeth... This yin ratio!

Then, he saw Lin Junfeng take out a knife and fight fiercely with his opponent, but he was not an opponent, he was completely inferior, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his mood became happy again.

Although you are said to be clever for a while, you are not his opponent in the end, and I will see how you die.

Zhang Jun and He Lin, who were quietly paying attention to Lin Junfeng, saw that Tsing Yi was burned, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

in the sky.

When Elder Li fought fiercely with his opponent, he sometimes swept the battlefield below him.

The three foundation building monks fought without distractions, and they did not dare to be distracted when they met a fierce enemy.

The battlefield has long been stretched and stretched out two miles away.

It's a scuffle!

There were casualties on both sides.

....

Sonorous...

Tsing Yi, who was wearing a gold mask, pressed Lin Junfeng to fight, Lin Junfeng was not an opponent, he was beaten and retreated frequently, and he let out an excited roar: "Hahaha, I will kill you within ten moves." ”

Lin Junfeng didn't respond, and it seemed that he didn't have the extra strength to respond to him.

One move, two moves, three moves....

Tsing Yi's offensive became more and more ferocious, Lin Junfeng retreated again and again, and when Tsing Yi made the ninth move, sonor! The two knives collided, sparks splashed everywhere, Lin Junfeng finally couldn't hold the knife steadily, and the half-moon knife came out of his hand and fell into the grass next to him.

He was knocked back a dozen steps, his right hand trembling slightly, and his face was pale.

"Haha, tenth move, die!"

Tsing Yi, who was wearing a golden mask, chased after him, slashed out with a swift knife, laughed, Lin Junfeng, who was pale in his eyes, showed a panicked face, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and he had no power to fight back, so he could only wait for death.

At this moment, Long Qing, who had always paid attention to Lin Junfeng, had a light in his eyes and a happy face.

Zhang Jun and He Lin's eyes also lit up.

Zhou Li and He Yan, who noticed the situation here, showed impatience, He Yan was willing to help, but it was difficult to protect himself.

Zhou Li was also dragged by his opponent, and he couldn't be separated, so he was only anxious.

On the contrary, Wu Reverse Immortal was anxious for a moment, but when he calmed down in an instant, he remembered what happened last time in Yunxi Valley, as steady as Mount Tai... The little junior brother is a smart person, and he has secrets on his body, and I taught him the tyrannical technique, and I didn't see him use it, which means that he has not reached the point of exhaustion.

Thinking of this, Wu Yixian chose to watch the play from the sidelines and did not help his little junior brother.

"Die!"

Tsing Yi, who was wearing a gold mask, approached, his eyes showed murderous aura, and he was about to slash Lin Junfeng with a knife, but at this moment, he saw that the panic on Lin Junfeng's face disappeared, and instead the corners of his mouth were curled up, revealing a smile.

Not good! ... Thinking of what happened before, Tsing Yi was shocked, I wouldn't be yin by him again.

He hurriedly wanted to retreat, but it was too late, only to see a blazing sword light rushing out of Lin Junfeng's body, poof, blood rushed to the sky, Tsing Yi screamed, and he quickly retreated like an electric shock.

In the process, a knife-wielding right arm fell into the grass, and the blood quickly soaked the blades of grass.

Tsing Yi stood ten meters away, his left hand blocking the bleeding incision on his right arm, and he broke out in a cold sweat, he looked at Lin Junfeng in shock and fear.

Almost, almost he was cut in half.

Thankfully, in the nick of time, he dodged sideways, but paid the price of a right arm.

It's such a sharp sword light, it's not something that ordinary magic weapons can emit... Recalling the knife light that almost killed him, he couldn't help but look at the newly appeared knife in Lin Junfeng's right palm.

The blade of the knife was overflowing with light, and there were many formation patterns engraved on the knife, revealing a sharp edge.

Tsing Yi's eyes gradually widened, and he exclaimed in shock: "Intermediate spirit weapon!" ”

....

What!

Long Qing's expression froze on his face, and he couldn't believe it.

What did he see? At the critical moment, it was Lin Junfeng who cut off one of his opponent's right arms, is there any mistake.

He thought that Lin Junfeng was dead, who would have thought that it would be like this.

"Why?"

Long Qing took a closer look, and then noticed the Wanjun knife in Lin Junfeng's palm, he opened his mouth wide and stammered: "Medium... Intermediate Spiritual Weapon. ”

Zhang Jun and He Lin's expressions were the same as Long Qing's, and then they looked at the Wanjun Knife in Lin Junfeng's palm, and a trace of fire flashed in their eyes.

Intermediate spiritual weapons, cultivators of the eighth or ninth level of Qi cultivation may not have them.

The only medium-grade magic weapon they use is simply not too spicy chicken.

....

Seeing Tsing Yi being cut off by Lin Junfeng's right arm, He Yan's face was full of shock, if he hadn't been able to get out, he wanted to rush up and grab Lin Junfeng and ask, how did you do it.

It wasn't until he saw Wan Jun Dao that He Yan's eyes flashed, and then he was full of envy... I didn't expect him to have an intermediate spirit weapon.

Zhou Li was also surprised, he looked at Lin Junfeng, and said in his heart that he was worthy of Senior Brother Lin, I don't have any intermediate spiritual weapons.

Wu Yixian was also a little surprised, although he knew that the little junior brother would be fine, but he didn't expect that he would take out an intermediate spirit weapon and cut off the opponent's right arm.

Against all odds!

....

"Good vision."

Hearing Tsing Yi's exclamation, Lin Junfeng smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't take out the Wanjun knife at the beginning, I just wanted to surprise you, how about it?" Surprised, surprised, surprised? ”

The reason why he only took out the Wanjun knife now was to take it by surprise, in fact, before the two started fighting, Lin Junfeng was already calculating his opponent.

It can be said that everything is under his control.

"Ah!!h

Tsing Yi, who was wearing a gold mask, exploded so much that he almost exploded on the spot.

He rushed up in a rage.

Lin Junfeng's heart moved, and the half-moon knife that fell in the grass returned to his body, and he met his opponent unhurriedly.

Compared with before, Lin Junfeng is obviously much more relaxed.

Tsing Yi broke his right arm, and his strength has decreased a lot, the key is that he is used to using his right hand to make a knife, and his left hand is not used to it at all, so there is no order.

It makes him look weaker.

On the other hand, Lin Junfeng, after taking out the Wanjun Knife, his combat power increased a lot.

Under the elimination of one and the other, Lin Junfeng pressed Tsing Yi to fight, and Tsing Yi was not an opponent.

The situation has changed completely.

Not long after, Lin Junfeng seized the opportunity, stabbed Tsing Yi into the body, and kicked him out with another kick.

After Tsing Yi fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his legs twitched twice, and he died of exhaustion.

Little brother, you're a little weak, I still have a lot of hole cards that I haven't used, so you're Barbie Q? ... Lin Junfeng dug out his nose and thought to himself quite proudly.

If Tsing Yi knew his thoughts, he would probably be angry.

....

"This..."

Long Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, although he guessed that Lin Junfeng's opponent was no longer Lin Junfeng's opponent after breaking his right arm.

But seeing him killed, it still caused a certain impact on Long Qing.

Lin Junfeng, this guy, killed an enemy who was one level higher than him.

To be honest, let Long Qing do it, Long Qing knew that he couldn't do it like Lin Junfeng.

However, Long Qing thought about it for a moment and said angrily: "It's not a big deal, it's just an intermediate spirit weapon." ”

He is also a little greedy for Lin Junfeng's Wanjun knife.

Zhang Jun and He Lin's pupils also contracted, and when they looked at Lin Junfeng's treasure knife, their eyes became even hotter.

....

"Senior Brother Lin is amazing!"

Zhou Li cheered for Lin Junfeng, and He Yan also wanted to, but the opponent was too strong, and he couldn't deal with it bitterly, so he really couldn't speak.

Wu Yixian looked at Lin Junfeng and smiled.

Lin Junfeng was also a little happy, but he knew that the battle was not over yet, and at this moment, a figure rushed towards him at great speed, with a loud laugh:

"I'll take that knife of yours!"