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"Ah!!h

He Wenyang screamed in horror, he no longer had the previous calmness, and even the hatred or ecstasy in his heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless horror and horror!

Flying Sword!!

It turned out to be a flying sword!!

It's like fighting between two people on Earth, one of them is outnumbered and powerful, and they thought they were sure to win, but suddenly the other party actually took out a submachine gun, this feeling is ...... Only horror and despair!

He Wenyang realized that he still underestimated the other party, it turned out that the long sword in the other party's hand was not only a spiritual weapon, but also a flying sword!!

Flying sword, that is a powerful magic weapon that only a monk in the Jindan stage can possess and control!!How can a kid in the Qi training stage have it?! And most importantly, ...... How could he have managed it?!

This qiē was all condensed into the three words 'impossible' in He Wenyang's mind, but at the moment, there was no time for him to think about what was going on, and he imagined that he was afraid that he would end up in the same fate as the two before, his whole body was full of true yuan, and a layer of purple light curtain was condensed outside the body, and at the same time, he kicked his feet and pounced on the right side quite wolfly. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

"Huh!"

He dodged in time, the flying sword almost grazed his cheek and flew over, and a few strands of cut silk floated in the air, and the purple light curtain he condensed didn't stop at all!

Thrillingly dodged the blow, but the crisis was not eliminated, because after flying out of more than ten meters, the flying sword circled in place and shot from behind him!

"Ahh

He Wenyang roared almost madly, his left hand flipped over, and there was already a golden jade talisman in his hand, and in the next second, he saw that the jade talisman was shining with golden light, and a golden light shield that was condensed like a substance suddenly appeared around him.

- Spiritual Light Defense Magic Weapon!!

As the head of the He family, it was naturally impossible for He Wenyang not to even have a spiritual light type defensive magic weapon, and the scope and strength of this spiritual light shield were obviously more powerful than Lin Feng's, indicating that it should be a treasure-level magic weapon.

However, in front of the Spirit Weapon Flying Sword, He Wenyang knew that he couldn't expect to be completely blocked by this medium-grade treasure weapon-level aura shield alone, so he had already dodged again at the same time, and swung out the big sword in his hand.

"Whew!"

There was a slight sound, and sure enough, as Wen Yang expected, even if it was a medium-grade treasure-level aura shield, it only blocked the faint trace of the flying sword's power, and the flying sword penetrated the light mask without any pause, and then collided with the long knife he swung!

"Bang!!click......"

With a piercing impact sound, He Wenyang only felt the pain of the tiger's mouth tearing, and the huge force of the shock made him almost unable to hold the hilt of the knife, and what made him even more horrified was that in the impact sound, there was a clear sound of shattering!

The flying sword was blocked by the long knife, but it also deviated from the trajectory a little, and slashed in front of He Wenyang's eyes again, and when he looked down at the long knife in his hand again, it appeared...... The long knife has broken from the middle, and only half of the blade is left in his hand!

The aura shield was broken, and the strongest magic weapon, the broadsword, was also destroyed, although He Wenyang dodged the attack of the flying sword twice in a row, but when he got up from the ground in a wolf, his heart was already full of despair......

――Can't stop it...... Spirit Weapon Flying Sword ...... I can't stop it at all!!

As soon as he raised his head and saw Lin Feng in front of him, He Wenyang's eyes suddenly revealed endless resentment and madness, he threw away the broken knife in his hand, and when he turned his hand, there was already a dark purple talisman in his hand.

This is a superb third-level talisman, the power is equivalent to the magic attack of a late Jindan monk, it is He Wenyang's strongest hole card, and it is the 'heirloom' that no one is willing to use for decades that the He family has inherited, and now, He Wenyang is in a desperate situation, and he has to take out this talisman, wanting to kill Lin Feng with one blow.

He never thought that this talisman would actually be used against a Qi cultivation monk, and in such an incredible situation.

Taking out the magic talisman, He Wenyang's whole body was agitated, and he was about to stir it up, but at this moment, he saw Lin Feng on the opposite side raise his hand and point at him again!!

"No !!"

He Wenyang's pupils contracted sharply, his face turned gray in an instant, and he wanted to throw out the magic talisman in his hand in a frenzy.

But...... It's still late!!

I can only blame him for being a little slow to react under a series of horrors, or the degree of the flying sword is too fast, he has a momentary flaw because he took out the magic talisman, only to see a silver sword light burst from his left side with lightning speed, and the moment before his magic talisman, it slashed through his throat!!

"Ho Ho ......"

He Wenyang's movements froze in an instant, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, he pinched the talisman and waved half of his right hand, but he couldn't move a single ......

Time seemed to stand still for a second or two, and then a blood line appeared on He Wenyang's neck, his head lowered a little, and then fell directly from his chest, and a blood fountain spurted out, spraying all around like rain......

He's dead!!

The dignified head of the He family, a master of the ninth layer of foundation building, but he didn't even have a chance to use the last strongest means, and he was beheaded by the flying sword!

......

One qiē, all of them are only born in a few seconds, from the flying sword flying out to kill the first person, to the current killing of He Wenyang, it is only a dozen seconds before and after!

Even, it was not until this time that the three monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation on the other side fully reacted, looking at He Wenyang's corpse in a different place, they were all frightened.

"Ah!!h

Finally, one of them was the first to react, screamed in horror, turned around and ran!

"Flying Sword!!It's Flying Sword!!He's Jindan......"

There was another person who seemed to be frightened and confused, and he didn't know how to run away at the first time, but screamed as if he had seen a ghost, but before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Feng in front of him wave his hand, and the sword light flashed, and as soon as the person's neck was wrapped, a human head rose to the sky!!

"Ahh

The person next to this person was the same person who had been cut in the chest by the flying sword before, and he was almost so frightened that he wanted to retreat, but he escaped less than ten meters before the flying sword caught up behind him and pierced his chest.

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill me!!!!!"

The last person who fled first was the last one to escape, but he only ran a hundred meters more, and the flying sword didn't stop for half a minute because of his plea for mercy, and directly slashed his throat.

-- So far, all eight enemies have been killed!

"Zheng ......"

The flying sword killed all the enemies one after another, but the sword body was still shining with silver light, not even a trace of blood was stained, and a sword groan that seemed to be excited came out in the air, and it circled and returned to Lin Feng.

“......”

And at this moment, Lin Feng seemed to be in an extremely strange state, his eyes were red, and there was only crazy killing intent in his eyes, but at this moment, it gradually dissipated, as if he was gradually regaining his senses, he looked at the flying sword suspended in front of him, and he actually seemed to be a little stunned.

"Edgeworth......

Gently spit out two words in his mouth, Lin Feng looked a little incredulous, he looked down at his hands a little dazedly, and shook them hard, only feeling that endless power was churning in his body, he had never felt such abundant power, and he didn't even know where this power came from......

"In the end...... What's going on?"

Lin Feng was very clear in his mind just now, including the scene where his imperial sword killed one enemy after another, but he couldn't understand how he could have so much power to control the flying sword.

"Po ......"

At this moment when Lin Feng was stunned, he vaguely seemed to hear a soft sound, and then he felt that the surging power in his body suddenly receded like a tide, and he had the illusion that even his soul was instantly emptied, only to feel a shock in his brain, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and almost fell headlong.

"Whew!!"

At this moment, the flying sword levitating in front of him seemed to suddenly lose momentum, landed at his feet, and plunged into the earth.

A feeling of extreme exhaustion surged through his body, Lin Feng only felt as if he had run hundreds of miles in one breath, and the cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body, and he gasped heavily.

Lin Feng really wanted to sit down and recover immediately, but he knew that he couldn't, he glanced around, put away the flying sword with exhaustion, and then took out a chain of fireball talismans, and threw out one fireball after another, accurately igniting the nine corpses on the ground, including Lu Cheng.

Immediately, there was a scalp-numbing 'sizzling' sound and a thick smell of burning, and after only a few moments, only nine piles of ashes remained on the ground.

Lin Feng walked around the battlefield quickly, found a magic weapon from each pile of ashes, and put it away directly without looking.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Lin Feng turned his head to glance in the direction of Qingyun City, and then turned around and walked into the Seven Peaks Forest on the other side, and completely disappeared into the dim woods in a few flashes......