"Let me see your true strength? You weren't cleaned up by me that day?" Lin Feng stared at the valley lord with disdain.

The valley lord let out a loud shout, no longer chasing and killing the disciples of the Butterfly Sect who had fled, but instead swung his golden long sword and stabbed at Lin Feng with a roar.

His swordsmanship was the same as that of Yi Bai, one of the five elite disciples, and he had learned it from the Medicine King Valley's "Blue Lotus Secret Codex".

The moves are complex and fast, and this golden sword is obviously also highly poisonous, if you disassemble the tricks with it, you can't prevent the poison on this sword.

Lin Feng had learned from the previous battle in which Yan Shanbi had killed Yi Bai, and the strongest point in the Sword King Valley's sword technique was its flaw.

The dragon slaying sword emitted a clear dragon roar, and the blue mang was sheng, which can be described as a sword as fast as a sword.

Although the valley lord's swordsmanship was complicated and fast, it was difficult to dismantle, why did Lin Feng bother with him? And he used the dragon slaying fast sword to take care of himself, and the two sword rays more than forty zhang long continued to fight in the void, and the golden light and blue light were extremely dazzling.

The disciples of the Butterfly Transformation Sect took this opportunity to flee quickly, but they did not dare to stay here to watch the battle.

The last time the valley lord was cleaned up by Lin Feng, he was first suppressed by Lin Feng with the momentum of his eyes, and then when he attacked with a dagger, he was restrained by Lin Feng with chopsticks, and he was pressed on the table quite embarrassed.

And now, the valley master remembered the lesson of the last failure, and his heart was determined, that is, regardless of Yi Yunzu's admonition, he would definitely suppress Lin Feng.

The valley lord swung dozens of moves in a row, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shocked by the sword qi from the dragon slashing sword, he roared, held the sword in both hands, and rose to the sky, the person and the sword kept a straight line, and then rotated and stabbed out.

"I have seen Yi Bai use this trick a long time ago, and he died on the flaw of this trick, if you want to repeat the mistakes of the past, I will fulfill you. Lin Feng sneered in his heart, activated the strong essence and blood energy in the dantian, lifted the dragon slashing sword, jumped up, and the incomparable sword momentum stabbed out, and the indomitable momentum did not leave a way out for himself at all, because after the enemy fell, that was his way out!

The tip of the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Golden Long Sword slashed, and the Gang Qi burst in the void, making a "snort" sound.

"I'm so good that I'm the strength of the Blood Condensation Sevenfold Void Pill realm, and I can't really fight like this kid. Besides, I still have the spirit weapon Flame Immortal Lotus given by my ancestor. Since he is difficult for me to use, then I will send him back to the West. "The valley lord is arrogant and arrogant, and he never wants to suffer, he has already made his own plans.

"That's it, I'll kill you!" Lin Feng imitated Yan Shanbi's technique and fought the sword of the valley master from the front, as long as the essence blood energy was stronger than him, he could take advantage of the situation to break it!

The turquoise qi surged out, and a sword light like a substance was formed outside the blade, and Lin Feng's shots were always incomparable.

"Such a strong essence and blood energy, how can he have such a deep accumulation? Could it be that the foundation of the disciples cultivated by the Immortal Dao Sect like the Jiuding Sect has an innate advantage over us? I have grown up in the Medicine King Valley since I was a child, and only by killing this kid can I consolidate my prestige in this sect!"

The incomparable Gang Qi came one after another, and the valley master's golden sword continued to tremble, making a "buzzing" roar, as if it was about to be broken.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the valley lord's mouth, and a fiery red phantom flew out of the storage bag.

"No matter how strong your essence and blood energy is, you can't stop the power of the spirit weapon after all, and you have to pay the price for your arrogance. There was a trace of inexplicable excitement in the valley owner's heart.

He was going to use the Flame Immortal Lotus, which was originally reserved to deal with the lord of the Hidden Sword Villa, but now in order to avenge his personal revenge, he couldn't take it out much.

"Bastard, don't put things away quickly!" An angry and majestic old man's voice came from the void, and in a trance, an old man wearing a red tattered robe and a monk's hat rode a fire unicorn to arrive.

This person is one of the two great patriarchs of the Medicine King Valley, a medicine ghost monk who has been in retreat and ascetic for many years.

After a few days, the medicine ghost monk looked older and older, his sideburns were snow-white, his face was withered, and his tall and thin body was about to be blown down by the cold wind.

However, his eyes were still as sharp and deep as before, and between the hopes, the majesty was undiminished.

And the sad fire unicorn was taken out by the medicine ghost monk every day to absorb the flame energy and put it back, and now when I see it, it looks a little sluggish.

Fortunately, the snow was silvery white, and the first impression of the fire unicorn's huge body was still majestic, and it could be described as a vicious ancient demon beast.

The valley lord was struggling to resist Lin Feng's dragon slaying sword, and when he saw that the ancestral master medicine ghost monk was coming, he had to take back the Flame Immortal Lotus, but the golden long sword could not be withdrawn rashly, otherwise it would be pierced through the heart by Lin Feng's sword.

Lin Feng was also in the same situation, and it was a matter of life to withdraw his sword rashly.

The red figure flickered, and the medicine ghost monk's skinny claws grabbed the dragon slaying sword and the golden long sword like iron pincers, quickly dissolving the surging qi on the sword's body, and then pushing Lin Feng and the valley master away from both sides.

The Medicine Ghost Monk is a cultivator in the late stage of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill Realm, and he only needs a layer of diaphragm to break through to the Transformation Realm, and if he wants to separate the battle between the two of them, it can be regarded as a hand-to-hand capture.

"Master Zu, this Lin Feng is arrogant and arrogant, with no one in his eyes, he has slandered me and the Medicine King Valley, and I want to kill him just to maintain the reputation of this sect!"

The medicine ghost monk is his ancestor, how dare he treat it with disrespect?

"You get up, don't say much, what kind of person Lin Feng is, the old man can see it very clearly. The top priority is to deal with the masters of the three major sects, and it is really foolish for you to rashly reveal the Flame Immortal Lotus in front of people. The medicine ghost monk knocked three times on the valley master's head and sighed.

There is a bit of hatred that iron does not become steel, and the medicine ghost monk is very clear about the strength fault of his own sect, and the current valley master Yi Xiaofeng is the strength that has been accumulated with a large number of elixirs, and it is difficult to revitalize the Medicine King Valley.

"Master Zu has taught me a lesson, I have realized my mistake, I should indeed focus on the overall situation, when the Medicine King Valley is in the midst of life and death, I should join forces with Lin Feng to resist foreign enemies. The valley lord was submissive, and hurriedly admitted his mistake, in front of the old ancestor, he had no temper at all.

Everything he has, including status, strength and some other things, was given by the ancestors, and now he feels that his identity as the valley master is really nothing, as long as he makes the ancestor happy, it will be the best.

Lin Feng felt that this person was really a dou who couldn't be helped, he was fierce and timid, and he was resourceful.

The medicine ghost monk said indifferently: "You get up, hurry up and gather the disciples, don't you hear that the poor Kou Mo chases, although Situ Liang of the Butterfly Transformation Sect is dead, but the masters of Momen and Tibetan Sword Villa are also about to arrive, and it is the top priority to quickly make defensive arrangements." ”

The valley lord hurriedly nodded yes, took out a sound transmission jade talisman and summoned the two elders, asking them to hurry up and stop the disciples from chasing and killing, and not to chase too deeply.

In front of the medicine ghost monk, the valley master didn't dare to say anything, like a child who had made a mistake, standing there with his head down.

Lin Feng put away the dragon slaying sword, bowed with a smile, and said, "The seniors really came as promised, with the seniors leading us, the chances of winning this battle are much greater." ”

"Hugh wants to compliment the old man so much, this time, firstly, to protect the foundation of the Medicine King Valley and his disciples, and secondly, to find an opportunity to break through in the battle of life and death. The medicine ghost monk muttered, "Thanks to the old drunkard, he fought hard to kill the Butterfly Transformation Sect Master Situ Liang and eliminated a big master for us, how is his injury now?"

"My master was poisoned by the Gu Lord, and was invaded by Situ Liang's natal blood arrow in the battle just now, I gave him three blood Bodhi, and temporarily saved his life, the situation is very worrying. Lin Feng was a little anxious when he mentioned the old drunkard.

"Are you saying that Yi Xiaofeng gave Gu poison to the old drunkard?" The medicine ghost monk was very surprised, and said in a deep voice to Yi Xiaofeng: "It's really a big rebellion, do you know that the old drunkard is my good brother, and disrespecting him is equivalent to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, how do you explain it?"

The valley lord was very frightened, in front of the ancestor master, he didn't dare to pretend like usual, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Actually, I did this for the sake of the Medicine King Valley, in order to make these people outside the valley more dedicated, I had to make this decision." If Master Zu wants to punish him, I have no complaints, I just hope that after this battle, if I am still alive, I will be disposed of. ”

"You kid is really quibbling, I just taught you that you have to focus on this battle, and now you are using it to prevaricate me. Well, after this battle, I will abolish your position as the lord of the valley and choose another descendant of the Yi family with an upright character to take it. The medicine ghost monk said coldly.

No matter how much resentment the valley owner has in his heart, he doesn't dare to show it, and in front of the ancestor master, he has to pretend to be an obedient child.

"Hmph, abolish my position as the valley master? After this battle, you will have to retreat and cultivate again, and the approaching limit is your biggest threat. At that time, who else will be able to control me? Even if you support me to become the lord of the valley, how can he fight me?"

The valley lord inadvertently raised his head and looked at Lin Feng, and suddenly had a feeling of being seen through by Lin Feng, and forced himself to endure the apprehension in his heart, he now realized that it was not easy to be a valley master, the responsibility on his shoulders was very heavy, and it was even more difficult to take into account his own interests at the same time.

The two elders quickly called the disciples back, just as the medicine ghost monk said, the poor Kou Mo chase is the key, if he didn't go to summon the disciples back in time, he would have been ambushed.

The people of Momen and Tibetan Sword Villa had already arrived, and they were shocked when they heard that Situ Liang, the leader of the Butterfly Transformation Sect, had been killed, and they were a little relieved when they heard that Situ Liang's opponent, the old drunkard, had been hit by his natal blood arrow and was dying soon.

"There are still any masters in the Medicine King Valley, even if they come out to fight, the old man is waiting here. But a man covered in a black coarse cloth robe walked out of the line and said loudly.

The people on the side of the Medicine King Valley were silent, the momentum exuded by this person was not unpowerful, and it was almost the same as Situ Liang, the sect leader of the Transformation Butterfly.

The black-robed man glanced at the person in front of him, and when he saw the medicine ghost monk and the fire qilin beside him, he said in surprise: "I can't imagine that the famous medicine ghost monk will not retreat and impact the transformation realm, and come out to participate in the battle?"

"Hehe, I can't imagine that after so many years, there are still people in the cultivation world of Shu Kingdom who remember the name of the old man, who are you? Since you know my original murderous name, you should retreat quickly with the team. The medicine ghost monk smiled grimly.

He was dressed in a red ragged robe, and his withered face looked very vicious, making people undoubtedly that he was the great devil of the Shu cultivation world many years ago.

"The name of the medicine ghost monk has long been like thunder, and once in a fit of anger, tens of thousands of corpses were ambushed, mercilessly, and he was good at releasing poison. However, since our three major sects dare to launch an all-out attack today, they have a perfect strategy, and no matter how powerful you are, you can't change the situation. By the way, the old man's name is Mo Di, and he is the deputy master of the Mo Gate, you have been in retreat for many years, and you have not broken through to the realm of transformation, the limit is approaching, your life vitality is exhausted, and you will definitely fall here today. The black-robed man said with a smile.

When the biggest crisis was mentioned, the medicine ghost monk felt a pang in his heart, and said in his heart: "It's so dangerous, during this time, I have been entangled in the approaching limit, but it is difficult to break through, and when he said this, I almost had an unstable Dao heart, which had a very bad impact on my future cultivation." Fortunately, I have already made a decision in my heart, this time I will either fall in the battle, or find an opportunity to break through it, and keep my heart, so as not to be calculated by this insidious villain. ”

For cultivators, many things must be done with peace of mind, so as not to leave a problem in the heart, which will hinder the Dao mind, and some small regrets will also hinder the path of cultivation in the future.

The medicine ghost monk sneered and said: "Mo Di, you have to be strong here, my Dao heart is stable, how can you be shaken by a few words, today I want to see who fell here." ”

"Hmph, don't you also want to use the realm of the Nine Golden Pills of Blood Condensation to oppress me? I'm not stupid, just let Mu Xinsheng, the lord of the Hidden Sword Villa, solve you, and his special move, the Eight-Phase Sword Array, can exert a strength no less than yours. Mo Dilang said, and then jumped back, very afraid of the medicine ghost monk in anger, regardless of the identity of the senior master, directly poisoned him.

Lin Feng saw that the situation had changed greatly from what he had expected before, and the previous plan of the valley master was that the masters of the Medicine King Valley would desperately kill the master of the Hidden Sword Villa, and then deal with the others.

Now the old drunkard is seriously injured, and the strongest lord of the Tibetan Sword Villa on the opposite side is about to appear, and he is fortunate to have a medicine ghost monk in charge.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, he had decided to join forces with the valley lord to kill the master of Momen for the time being when the medicine ghost monk dealt with Mu Xinsheng, the lord of the Hidden Sword Villa.

At this time, on the vast field outside the mountain gate of Yaowang Valley, the snow is white, the figures are crowded, the war drums "roar" resounded in the sky, and tens of thousands of people shouted like thunder, and the momentum was quite spectacular.

The Medicine Ghost Monk took Lin Feng and the Valley Master to stand at the front of the team, followed by Elder Yi and the four elite disciples of the Medicine King Valley, and then the ordinary elders and a large number of disciples, all of whom clenched their blades, and the banner was blown by the cold wind, and the strong bow and crossbow were swinged, which could be described as a strict battle.

The people of the three major sects on the opposite side gathered, and they were three times the number of people in the Medicine King Valley, and after the previous battle, especially the disciples of the Butterfly Transformation Sect saw that the sect leader Situ Liang and the elite disciple Yan Shanbi were killed, and they all felt fear in their hearts. They are more thinking about how to save their lives in this cruel battle.

The cold wind was howling, it was extremely bleak, the snow was falling, the flags were swaying, and the battle in the cultivation world was more tragic than the fighting on the battlefield.

Lin Feng glanced at the team opposite, the elders and elite disciples of the enemy sect standing in front of him were all extraordinary, and he paid more attention to two of them, one was Mo Di, the deputy sect master of the Momen who had just stood up, and the other was Wang Yi of the Hidden Sword Villa that he had seen before.

"Originally, I told Danyang Blood Sword Xiang Aotian to let him sneak into the Tibetan Sword Villa and make some secret arrangements, but now is the best time to cooperate with the outside, but there is no news, and I don't know what Xiang Aotian's situation is now. Lin Feng said in his heart.

The medicine ghost monk said to Lin Feng: "These people will be handed over to you to deal with, I have to adjust my state and deal with Mu Xinsheng of the Hidden Sword Villa." ”

Lin Feng and the valley lord both nodded respectfully, now it is up to them to make a reasonable response strategy based on the enemy's strength.

The so-called intransigence, when it was time for Lin Feng to make a move, he would not be ambiguous and refused.

Lin Feng held the dragon slaying sword, strode out of the team, and said loudly: "Wang Yi of the Tibetan Sword Villa, we also had a relationship, we are all masters of the younger generation, please come out and see the high!"

"It turned out to be Brother Lin Feng, I already saw that you were a disciple of an old drunkard, why, now that you have obtained the true inheritance of your predecessors, you want to show off here, and you plan to become famous in one fight?" Wang Yi sneered and rode out on a four-eyed elk.

Wang Yi is in his thirties, and he is also very famous in the area of Shu, not only is his cultivation fast and he is also very hypocritical, he has a good relationship with many famous people in the cultivation world, and he is a person who is left and right, and has a sweet belly.

He saw that Lin Feng did not have a mount, and as soon as he came out, he threatened to fight him, how could such a young man provoke him, how could he balance his heart?

Lin Feng smiled lightly: "I don't care about your fame, but the medicine ghost monk senior ordered me to clear up the miscellaneous fish like you first, so as not to stain his old man's blade." Therefore I will reluctantly slay you. ”

The people watching the battle on both sides of the team were a little stunned, and those who didn't know Lin Feng felt that Lin Feng was too arrogant.

Wang Yi is the best disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa, just like Yan Shanbi of the Butterfly Sect, he is the future successor of the sect, and he has been famous for many years, but Lin Feng is not well-known, and he dares to stand up and provoke even if he doesn't even have a mount.

Of course, Lin Feng has a mount, but the Blood Mist Demon Beast is placed in Lu Xueyao's place, so that she has one more way to save her life, and Yinjiao is unbearable in the cold ice and snow weather, so it is not suitable to release it, and if this kind of demon beast is revealed in front of people, it will cause them to make a fuss, Lin Feng still thinks it is better to keep a low profile.

"It's easy to kill you, why do I need to mount?" Lin Feng played with the dragon slashing sword in his hand, looked down at the clear and clear sword body, and disdained Wang Yi.

Wang Yi was completely enraged by Lin Feng's attitude, and couldn't help but roar: "Boy, you are really courageous, you are really not afraid of death, today you have absolutely no hope of survival, this black snake sword in my hand will never let go of anyone who is arrogant and arrogant in front of me." ”

The men on both sides stopped shouting, and they both stared with bated breath at the decisive battle between the two young masters.

More than a dozen huge war drums were beaten, making a "boom" sound, like thunder, which was very exciting.

Lin Feng raised the dragon slaying sword in his hand, the blue light shone, and said indifferently: "The Black Snake Sword King is different, just use your tricks." It won't take me too long to kill you. ”