Lin Feng decided to support Ying Tianhong, the god of war of the Aotian Bloodthirsty Legion, after all, this person is an upright and bold martial artist, and he is worth befriending, these seven elite monks of the Golden Sword Alliance, Lin Feng actually didn't pay attention to it.

No matter how powerful they were, could they compare to a group of bloodthirsty madmen and Xuan Snake swordsmen? Even if the large number of blood servants they encountered in the Heavenly Void Hall at the beginning were enough for them to match.

"What, Ying Tianhong actually has someone to support you, according to the intelligence, you didn't bring your subordinates to the Spirit Snake Cave to train this time!" The short-haired old man was surprised, they have always liked to bully the weak with the more, and never do loss-making transactions.

"Hey, dare to ask who Your Excellency is, why do you want to get involved in this grievance?" Ying Tianhong asked directly.

Lin Feng didn't have time to answer, because his dragon slaying sword had already struck, the sword light was swirling, and he was indomitable, and every sword qi contained subtle and swift changes, which could extend endless tricks from it.

And the tricks in the dragon slaying sword trick are actually a kind of swordsmanship general, a sword is out, and the back moves are pouring out continuously, and the sword qi is huge, up to more than 120 zhang, completely shrouding the suspended land in this square circle.

The seven elite monks of the Golden Sword Alliance were also people who had seen the big scene, they glanced at each other at the moment, they all roared, waved the blades in their hands and attacked together, they all burst out with a powerful qi, at this moment, they all knew that they were going to fight hard.

To fight against a powerful enemy, it is necessary to be more ruthless than anyone, and must not show a trace of vulnerability, only in this way can you overwhelm the enemy in momentum, this is the experience summed up by the elite monks of the Golden Sword Alliance in hundreds of battles.

However, now facing Lin Feng, no matter how ferocious they deliberately acted, the sword qi and sword were surging vertically and horizontally. It is also difficult to resist the immense edge of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"Who are you, with such a powerful and swift sword aura?" the mustachioed man asked.

"I'm a master in the Zixuan royal family, I passed by here just now, and I saw an injustice, of course I have to take care of it, why don't you retreat quickly?" Lin Feng said coldly.

For these guys who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, Lin Feng has never had a good attitude.

"Don't be afraid of him, guys. They all used their housekeeping skills to surround the formation, I don't believe that he is more powerful than Ying Tianhong, the god of war of the Aotian Bloodthirsty Legion?" the short-haired old man shouted.

"Noise, I'll use you to stand up!" Lin Feng shouted, holding the sword in both hands, spinning and stabbing out.

"Slaying the dragon sword: piercing the mountains and finding the dragon!"

This style of sword move is the essence of the art of assassination, there are more than sixty kinds of sharp changes, Lin Feng's sword moves at will, completely like flowing water.

The sword's brilliance streaked across the sky like a meteor. There is a kind of short-lived amazement.

The seven elite cultivators of the Golden Sword Alliance resisted in the strongest way when they joined forces in the past, but they found that they had no clue, because Lin Feng's sword trajectory was not something they could figure out.

They even had the illusion that Lin Feng was a kendo master, and in front of them, their martial arts seemed ridiculous and naïve.

"Snort~"

A red mark suddenly appeared on the throat of the short-haired old man, and his cloudy old eyes widened, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat. In fact, before he could react to what was happening, a spear in his hand shook freely.

His cloudy old eyes reflected a brilliant sword light. In Ascension, he had never seen such a sharp sword qi, and this was also the last moment he had ever seen a subtle martial art.

In the next moment, the blood marks in the throat of the short-haired old man suddenly cracked, and the entire white-haired head rolled to the ground like a watermelon, staining the dark red soil above the suspended ground. A puddle of blood spurted out of his neck, like a fountain, and fell.

He was the elder of the Golden Sword Alliance, a small blood alliance, and he was killed by Lin Feng with a sword, and Lin Feng didn't mind completely offending their little blood alliance.

Because he said it as soon as he came out. He is a member of the Zixuan Imperial Family, the number one blood alliance in Aoki City.

"Ah! This guy actually killed the elder, it's really bold, we can't beat him, so let's quickly report this matter to the alliance leader, and let him adjudicate this guy!"

Immediately, the six elite monks of the Golden Sword Alliance fled in all directions, they had been training outside for so many years, and the best thing was actually the speed of escape, which was all experienced in many life and death scenes.

The monks in this area of Kunlun Ruins participated in more actual battles than the monks in the Qinghuang Domain.

In fact, in terms of its speed, how could they be able to match Lin Feng, because once the Luo Shen Wind Control Technique is cast, it is difficult to see the traces clearly, just like a god controlling the wind.

"Forget it, these people have no grievances with me in the past, no enmity in the near future, there is no need to kill them all, I am not a bloodthirsty maniac. Lin Feng smiled lightly and said to himself, not chasing after these elite monks of the Golden Sword League who had fled.

In fact, the monks who are out there have a pitiful side, and not every one of them is a heinous person, they may like to bully the weak, they are snobbish, but they are not guilty to death.

Anyway, they didn't offend Lin Feng much, there was no need to do things so desperately, Lin Feng was pursuing the peak of martial arts, and he was not bloodthirsty.

"Under is the god of war of the Aotian Bloodthirsty Legion, Ying Tianhong, thank you brothers for saving you righteously, and you will definitely be rewarded when you return to the Blood Alliance. Ying Tianhong, a man with red hair and black armor, walked up and thanked him sincerely.

"Why be polite, I see that you are an upright and brave warrior, so I decided to come to the rescue, not for any reward. Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"Brother, you said that you are a master in the Zixuan royal family, that is terrible. However, your cultivation realm is the cultivation of the late stage of the Blood Condensation Eightfold True Dan realm, and the real combat power of the outbreak is much higher than mine, so you should be at the top of the elite members of the Zixuan Imperial Family!" Ying Tianhong smiled.

"I'm from the Sea of Stars, and I just came to Aoki City a few days ago, and I just joined the Zixuan Imperial Family by the way. Lin Feng said.

"Brother, let's go back together this time and get drunk together. However, now there is one important thing to do, and I am out of company. Ying Tianhong's eyes showed an anxious gaze.

Lin Feng smiled lightly, looking very leisurely and calm, as if there would be nothing in the world that could make him panic.

"Brother Ying, why are you in a hurry, are you fighting with the Golden Sword Alliance Master for that spiritual artifact Yanlong Sword?" Lin Feng stared at him and asked.

Ying Tianhong hesitated for a moment, but there was no need to hide it from Lin Feng, a life-saving benefactor, he was an upright and bold martial artist, and said bluntly: "That's true, this Yanlong Sword Knife was actually discovered by me first, and the Golden Sword Alliance is mainly here to snatch it, and I am not afraid of him." However, he sent seven elite monks of the Golden Sword Alliance to besiege me, and now he is already taking the Yanlong Sword, I don't know if he succeeds or not?"

"Hurry up and lead the way, it's just the leader of a small blood alliance, I'll see how he snatches the Yanlong Sword. Lin Feng's tone was very calm, but that powerful confidence was overflowing.

"Are you really a monk in the late stage of the Eightfold True Pill Realm of Blood Condensation?" Ying Tianhong was puzzled in his heart, without further ado, his figure flickered, leading the way in front. (To be continued......)