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"Don't be ashamed!!Do it!!"

Long Yachong couldn't wait, but at this moment, he was even more furious when he was provoked by Lin Feng's such 'arrogant' words, and his eyes also flashed with murderous intent, and in a roar of anger, he rushed out first!

"Zheng!!"

A loud sword roar suddenly sounded, and the flying sword that was originally at Long Yachong's feet went hand in hand with him at this time, and as he swung forward with the sword trick in his hand, the flying sword shot towards Lin Feng faster than him!

At the same time as Long Ya Chong moved, the other people of the Absolute Sword Sect moved almost at the same time, and the other two Yuan Infant Cultivators were about one point left and right, and in an instant, they opened a distance of dozens of meters, formed a triangle with Long Ya Chong, and rushed towards both sides of Lin Feng, apparently wanting to surround him first.

As for the thirteen Jindan monks, they were scattered up and down in front and back, left and right, forming a strange formation, they couldn't fly in the air without flying swords, but they all took out a flying talisman in unison, so that they gained a temporary floating ability, and then pinched the sword trick in unison, and their flying swords were erected in front of them, but they didn't shoot out immediately, they stared at Lin Feng with grim expressions, as if they were waiting for the best time to strike.

Besides, Lin Feng, at the moment when Long Ya impulsively turned his body, his eyes froze, the true yuan in his body suddenly stirred, and the purple molten fire in his hand exploded violently, and while expanding wildly, it rolled back to his right hand, and wrapped around his whole body along his right arm, only in an instant, his whole body was entangled with purple molten fire, and his momentum also skyrocketed several times at this moment!

- "Ziyao Three Changes", the first change, Ziyao is haunted!

This technique, Lin Feng has studied it many times, and he has also simulated it countless times in his heart, and he really performed it at this moment, not to mention that there is no stagnation in the flowing water, but there is no mistake, and it is successfully performed at one time.

Lin Feng had also tried to cover his body with lava fire to strengthen his combat power, but it was like simply taking a piece of cloth and draping it on his body, while 'Purple Yao Haunted' was to cut the cloth and put it on his body decently, and the two could not be said to be the same at all. At this moment, Lin Feng's entire body was wrapped in the purple molten fire, he only felt that the blood in his whole body became boiling under the influence of the purple molten fire, and the purple molten fire on the surface of his body was like a layer of amplification device, which could multiply the power of the true yuan released by himself, this feeling was really indescribable and wonderful.

In his heart, he admired the power of the spell, but Lin Feng's movements did not slow down in the slightest, and the moment the 'Zi Yao Haunted' was completed, he stepped on the air with his right foot, leaving a flame footprint in the air, and the whole person rushed towards Long Yachong like thunder.

Passing by Long Yachong's flying sword, in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng rushed in front of Long Yachong, and his flame-wrapped right fist unceremoniously blasted towards the opponent's front door!

"What......" "Bang!!"

Long Yachong glared at his eyes, and subconsciously blurted out two words before he could finish speaking, and the whole person flew out upside down like a broken kite, almost flying back in front of the group of Jindan monks, before he could stabilize his figure, there was an extra red fist mark on his face, even the bridge of his nose seemed to be crooked, and the nose bleeded, looking quite wolf. His eyes were full of disbelief, Lin Feng's degree was completely beyond his expectations, not only did he not change the attack of the flying sword, but he didn't even have time to dodge, fortunately, he still had the True Yuan Protector, otherwise this punch alone would probably blow his head out.

Since the Jindan period, Long Yachong had never experienced this feeling of being beaten like an ordinary person fighting, and he couldn't even help but have doubts about the information he had about Lin Feng - could it be that the other party was still a 'body cultivator'?!

The so-called physical cultivation refers to the monks who focus on refining the body, this kind of monk is relatively rare, and it is difficult to show advantages in the early stage, but if the body can be refined, it will be very terrifying, and the body alone can burst out with extremely powerful power, hard magic weapons, hard resistance spells, etc., which can make the enemy not grasp the rhythm of the battle at all, and it is a very headache for a type of monk.

"Whoosh!!" "Whoosh!!"

After Lin Feng punched Long Yachong, he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but there was a sharp sound of breaking wind on the left and right sides at the same time, but it was the other two Yuanying monks who saw that Long Yachong was in trouble, so they attacked in advance, and the two flying swords attacked one left and one right, and the sword qi was pressing.

The figure was stunned in an instant, Lin Feng gave up chasing towards Long Yachong, his hands formed several seals like lightning, only to see his figure flicker slightly, and in an instant, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and the whole eight 'Lin Feng' who was exactly the same and didn't even have any difference in breath appeared in front of everyone in the Absolute Sword Sect.

"Hmph! carving insect skills!!" The white old man of the ninth layer of the Yuan Infant flashed in his eyes, and then he snorted coldly, and suddenly played another sword trick, and between the lightning and flint, he saw that his purple flying sword shook all over his body, and he actually conjured more than ten sword shadows like a doppelganger, each of which was like an entity, and one shot at the eight 'Lin Feng' without landing, and each target was a double sword attack.

His intentions were obvious - since he couldn't tell which one was true, he would attack them all!

At the same time, the other Yuanying Cultivator of the Absolute Sword Sect also used the same technique of dividing the sword shadow, but his cultivation was only the second layer of the Yuanying, and the sword shadow that turned into only eight paths, that is, one for each target.

A full twenty-four sword shadows with a rainbow of sword qi shot from all directions to the eight figures in the center, and on the other side, Long Yachong, who had recovered his breath, also stared at the middle of the field fiercely, and the flying sword beside him was full of swords, ready to give a fatal blow when Lin Feng's true body revealed a flaw, and behind him, the thirteen Jindan monks were also in full array, ready to strike at any time.

However, while everyone was waiting for Lin Feng's illusion to be seen through and his true body revealed, they watched as the eight figures were all shattered into pieces by the twenty-four sword rays, and then turned into bits of blue light and dissipated into the air......

"What!!" Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and the next moment, the old man with the highest cultivation was the first to react, his face changed suddenly, as if he felt something abnormal, and suddenly turned his head to look at the second-layer monk of Yuanying diagonally opposite, and exclaimed, "Be careful!!"

"Huh?!" The middle-aged monk trembled, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but as soon as this thought appeared, he felt a heat wave hit behind him, and then a heavy force hit his back!

"Click!!" "Ah!!hhh

He even heard the sound of his spine being shattered, his eyes almost out of his sockets, and he let out a heart-rending scream completely uncontrollably, and then, as his body was about to fly forward due to the huge impact, a hand like a soldering iron grabbed his neck violently, pulling him back and lifting him into the air.

The middle-aged monk's eyes showed endless despair, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, his feet were desperately kicking, his right hand was raised and stretched out towards the opposite Long Yachong, and a word was squeezed out between his teeth: "Save ......"

"Bang!!" Crimson flames poured out from behind him like a great wave, engulfing him in an instant......