Every time Chen Lin defeated a Feng family master, he suppressed it on Feng Qingyang.

One...

Two, three...

Four, five......

Stacked like arhats, piled up a high mountain of meat...

In just a few breaths, the seven masters of the Feng family, including Feng Qingyang, were all defeated by Chen Lin's sword...... Trampled under their feet, all suppressed.

"Ah, kill me..."

The Feng masters struggled violently, trying to get out of Chen Lin's feet, their true qi surging like a tide, trying their best, but to no avail.

Their faces turned red early, and they only felt that the endless humiliation rushed to their hearts, like a poisonous snake biting, and they were in pain.

It's a pity that no matter how they struggle to resist, Chen Lin's feet on them are calm and powerful, like mountains and mountains, weighing tens of millions of catties, and they are so overwhelmed that they can't breathe.

The dignified family, located in the north, in the 100,000-mile Lancang Plain, is definitely a powerful force, it can be said that it has never been humiliated like this...

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

Feng Qingyang grabbed the ground with his head, bleeding like an infusion, eager to hit and die on the spot, but he was unwilling and full of resentment, however, even if he died, he had to drag Chen Lin to hell together.

Furious...

On the spot, all the people of the Feng family were shocked and angry, and they all pulled out their swords, and with a bang, they were about to make a move and break Chen Lin's body into ten thousand pieces.

"Bold maniac, you dare to hurt our Feng family..."

"Die, only death can wash away your sins..."

"It's so arrogant, not only did he provoke a robbery for himself, but even the Ancient Sword Mansion was also in a catastrophe..."

......

They angrily besieged and slaughtered the past, seeing that a new ** war was about to break out.

The crowd of onlookers nearby was all surprised and inexplicable.

They didn't expect that Chen Lin not only won, but also so easily, it was completely unbelievable, and they couldn't help but think: "Is it the people of the Feng family who have a false appearance, or is Chen Lin's strength really so terrifying?"

Prince Wei's face was pale, and he could naturally see that it was not the Feng family's incompetence, but that Chen Lin was indeed powerful and difficult to deal with.

The face of the dead man of the Snow Bone Sword Waiting also showed a little surprise, and he began to re-examine Chen Lin's strength, but he didn't care too much.

Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan, Xu Yin, and Yu Yuanyuan, the four elders, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, seeing that the Feng family was still unwilling to give up, their eyes were spewing fire, angry and helpless.

"The people of the Feng family, listen to my orders, all retreat..."

At this moment, the wind was endless, and the leader of the Feng family's trip spoke, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the wine glasses around him, and the table was smashed.

Everyone also felt that their eardrums were buzzing, and they had to use their true qi to protect their ears.

When those people from the Feng family heard this, although they were unwilling, they still glared at Chen Lin viciously, put away their swords and retreated.

The son of the contemporary head of the Feng family, the wind is endless, furious, holding a long sword, striding forward, every step he takes, the huge treasure ship is shaken, fragile like a lonely boat, jolting there.

Then there was a murderous aura on his body, blazing like fire, filling the inside and outside of the hull, pervasive, and many masters noticed it, like a man's back, and felt fear.

Prince Wei bowed his head and said: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Brother Feng's strength has improved greatly, I'm afraid that I will soon be able to set foot in the realm of Sword Soul..."

Snow Bone Jianhou commented indifferently: "Yes, but even if it's only one step away, it's just a stone's throw away... can't break through, even if you have monstrous power, you're just a big ant after all. ”

Prince Wei's eyelids twitched, and his heart suddenly ignited a raging fighting spirit.

Not bad.

If you want to dominate the situation in the 100,000-mile Lancang Great Plain, you don't have the strength of the Sword Soul Realm or the Dao Soul Realm, and you are not qualified to be a chess player at all.

Because everyone knows that the only strong person who can deal with the Sword Soul Realm or the Dao Soul Realm is the strong person of the same level.

No matter how ruthless Prince Wei is, he can't help but sympathize with Chen Lin, with the presence of the Snow Bone Sword Hou and the Fire Sword Candidate, no matter how Chen Lin jumps, the outcome is already doomed.

Not to mention, even if it was the endless anger, Chen Lin couldn't bear it.

"Little brute, you damn it... You have to die... If the Hundred Swords Pavilion doesn't kill you, I will kill you endlessly... The Hundred Swords Pavilion will not destroy the Ancient Sword Mansion, and my Feng family is bound to destroy the Ancient Sword Mansion... Give me death..."

The endless wrath of the wind cannot be expressed, it can only be expressed with the sword.

He swung his sword like a dance, with an extremely majestic and terrifying aura, surging out of his body, like a volcano erupting, fierce flames, and finally merged into the sword body, slashing towards Chen Lin like lightning.

"Up..."

"Cold..."

"Exhausted..."

"Reply..."

In an instant, he cast the "Seven Mantras of the Wind and Wild" and the first four mantras.

Four swords in a row...

Immediately, the sword qi erupted tenfold, and a cold light suddenly appeared, straight into the marrow of the soul, as if even the soul could be frozen, and the horror was boundless.

The sword body, which is faster than lightning, sometimes emerges, sometimes disappears, between existence and non-existence, elusive, difficult to grasp, and when it is truly certain, it is often the time when the sword is killed.

What's even more terrifying is that the sword in the hand of the wind is as thin as a cicada's wings, light and agile, and it is a ...... Yuan Jian...

Chen Lin sensed it for the first time, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

The dignified family is really profound.

With a Yuan Sword, if the Ancient Sword Mansion didn't invite the Ancestral Sword, it would be impossible to use it at all.

How many Gu Yuan, I can't buy it...

The power of the Yuan Sword was enough to easily cut off the sword, not to mention the ironwood sword in Chen Lin's hand.

But Chen Lin was not afraid, but felt that the whole thing was going to boil, sublimate, and fight in the sky.

"Kill..."

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly sacrificed the True Gu Yuan Sword, and once again cast the "Clutch Great Sword Dao", and his power soared.

The True Gu Yuan Sword trembled, bursting out with a sword power that was dozens of times more powerful than the Ironwood Sword, and a graceful trajectory was cut through the air, sending out countless overlapping ripples, about to collide with the endless sword light.

"It's not good, this treasure ship is going to be destroyed by them..."

In the cabin, everyone was shocked, frantically running their true qi, circulating the surface of their bodies, turning into shields to resist, but they had a feeling that they were in the center of the storm, and they could not help themselves, and they could be ground into meat sauce at any time.

Among the many masters present, only Prince Wei, Snow Bone Sword Candidate, Flame Sword Candidate, and Feng Qingshuang, the people of the Ancient Sword Mansion and his party, under the protection of the divine golden light issued by the Jade Order of the Autumn Mountain Country Lord, could ensure safety.

The others were all terrified, as if they had fallen into a terrifying nightmare, unable to extricate themselves.

Prince Wei, as the leader of the mission of the Akiyama Kingdom on this trip, could not sit idly by and watch the deaths and injuries of his subordinates, and immediately exclaimed: "The two of you, above the deck, above the river, infinitely vast, is the best place for a big battle, it is better to move..."

He opened his mouth suddenly, and purple qi rushed out, turning into a syllable oscillation, resonating with heaven and earth.

"The law, the law..."

In the lobby, the roaring sword qi, the frightened crowd, and the brilliant golden light were all fixed there, fading all colors and turning gray, as if they had become a picture scroll.

Flutter...

The Snow Bone Sword Hou and the Flame Sword Hou took the lead in breaking this terrifying and inexplicable Dao technique, one of them had an ice fountain on his body, chilling to the bone, and the other was on fire, scorching and unbearable, echoing each other from afar.

Followed by Chen Lin, the True Gu Yuan Sword came out, dissociating the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi layer by layer, returning to the source, the Dao technique broke itself, and he took the opportunity to rush out.

Suddenly, he noticed that less than three feet in front of him, a sword light appeared from nothing, silent, shadowless, and the killing machine was extremely tragic.

It was the Yuan Sword of Feng Wuxiu, just now he was also fixed, and he broke out at the same time as Chen Lin, but he immediately used the fourth spell of the Seven Mantras of Fengye to "Fu", completely restored the first three mantra swordsmanship, grabbed it in front of Chen Lin, and launched an attack.

The timing was just right, the blade of the sword swept by, and it was sharp enough to cut off Chen Lin's head.

Chen Lin was vigilant in his heart: "The wind is endless, and it is really not so easy to deal with... If you are not careful, you will die..."

"But if you can defeat him and defeat yourself, there is the road to heaven ahead..."

At the last moment, Chen Lin had already prepared, and suddenly urged the large and small sword fetuses in the depths of his eyebrows, all of them roared, and the tide of true qi surged, causing his strength to soar tenfold in an instant.

Rumble...

Like a bomb, he shot out, broke the plank, came to the river, stepped on the waves, and shouted: "True Ancient... I am the disciple of the Ancient Sword Mansion, and today I will be my Ancient Sword Mansion, on this great river, bloody battles in all directions... What is the Feng family, the Hundred Swords Pavilion...... Nothing to fear..."

The wind followed it endlessly, and it also rushed out of the huge hole in the plank, as fast as the wind, and even made a sonic boom, cracking the surface of the river deeply, and splashing several feet high on both sides.

Usually the speed of sword cultivation is not at least one-tenth of his, but I am afraid that I can't even see the figure of Feng Wuxiu clearly, and I am already bleeding on the spot.

But Chen Lin's swordsmanship is also as fast as thunder, as soon as he makes a move, he is the swordsmanship of the Changfeng Sword Saint and the Night Changfeng in his previous life.

Although it is only a trace of the sword path of the holy powerhouse.

However, it is already extremely strong.

Feng family, with the wind into the sword, fast, sharp,

However, at this moment, Chen Lin's sword turned out to be even faster and more powerful...

Thunder and gale, Ling is like a cold front...

The two chased on the river, like a storm swept by, and the sword light raged, exploding one water column after another, setting off a splash in the sky.

Prince Wei, Snow Bone Sword Wait, Feng Qingshuang and many others rushed to the gap and rushed to the deck to watch the battle, and their hearts were shocked.

Many masters with slightly worse eyesight are only dazzled, and they can't tell which one is Chen Lin and which one is Feng Wuxiu?

The masters of the other treasure ships were also alarmed, but they didn't know what was going on, and they screamed again and again.

"Why did it suddenly start a fight, are we going to start a war with the Hundred Swords Pavilion?"

"No, looking at that person's swordsmanship, it's clearly the Feng family's wind swordsmanship... It won't be wrong, hey, it turned out to be the Feng family's Feng Wuxiu, he is a ninth-order great sword master, who is so powerful that he can fight with him undefeated?"

......

"Okay..."

Chen Lin's sword, too fast.

The wind is endless, as a ninth-order great sword master, they can only go hand in hand, and they can't go any faster.

The two launched a confrontation, and the two Yuan swords continued to collide, sparks splashed, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, but they couldn't tell the winner.

Feng Wuxiu's face became more and more ugly, and the murderous intent in his heart became more and more hot, and he could no longer suppress it...... Chen Lin is only an eighth-order sword master now, and he actually has the strength to compete with him, if he doesn't eradicate it at this time, when he is promoted to the realm of a great sword master, then it will be worth it?

Must be killed...

He resolutely urged the fifth spell of the Seven Spells of the Wind Field...

Sou...

The figure of the wind endlessly, as if it melted with the wind, disappeared without a trace.

Chen Lin only felt a flower in front of him, and his body suddenly became empty, the wind disappeared endlessly, the sword wind dissipated, and only the lake water was agitated and the river wind was blowing.

Chen Lin suddenly became more and more vigilant, he naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to think that Feng Wuxiu had fled. R405