The blue dragon phantom transformed by the dragon slaying sword was about a hundred zhang long, traversing the void, and swept over with a long groan.

The wind-winged demon leopard condensed by the ancient warrior with the aura of Gang Qi suddenly pounced with the momentum of thunder, and the tricks in the hands of the ancient warrior were unpredictable, intending to dissolve the heavy sword shadows contained in the blue dragon phantom.

The battle to this point was completely based on instinct, Lin Feng's mood was ethereal, and the dragon sword in his hand was wielded at will, and the exquisite tricks were endless.

But I saw the dark red wind-winged demon leopard phantom and the bright green dragon phantom bombarding fiercely, and then passed through the body.

The majestic fluctuations of the Gang Qi were like ripples in the lake, spreading out in circles around them, the earth cracked, and the ravines stretched for hundreds of feet.

The battle watching monks were spared thanks to the Buddhist Gate Golden Light Defensive Shield cast by Master Shinichi, and this level of energy impact was difficult for even some monks in the Nine Layers of Blood Condensation Golden Pill realm to resist.

The faces of the people of the Jiuding Sect were a little pale, and it was because of the surging qi and blood, and they all sweated for Lin Feng.

After all, Lin Feng used the cultivation of the middle stage of the Blood Condensation Eightfold True Pill Realm to hardly shake the ancient martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill Realm and was in the half-step transformation realm.

This is simply unreasonable, even peerless powerhouses in the Transformation Realm like Xie Lingtian and Master Zhenyi need to summon the Natal Beast Soul and perform the trick at the bottom of the box to defeat the ancient martial artist.

And Lin Feng actually seemed to have a fight with the ancient martial artist, and many people were puzzled, could it be that this cultivation world's long-standing hierarchical division method was no longer applicable?

In the void, Lin Feng held the dragon slaying sword, transformed into the state of the golden body of the Wu clan, his whole body was full of golden light, the sword aura was like a dragon, and he was agile and swift to fight with the ancient warriors, both of them were seriously injured, and their fighting spirit was soaring.

"Lin Feng is about the same level as our cultivation realm, why can he burst out with such combat power?" Li Zhou wondered.

"Brother Feng is indeed strong in combat, but the key reason why he can ignore so many ranks and fight with ancient martial artists to such an extent is that they are competing in ancient martial arts. In ancient times, monks were mainly divided into two types: qi training and body refining, so the division of body refining monks who are good at ancient martial arts is different from the cultivation division method we use today. Didn't you see that Brother Feng had become like a golden man? Moreover, he smelted the ancient martial arts into his sword path, and he would not be weaker than the ancient martial artists. "The ogre powerhouse is quite knowledgeable and eloquent.

This made the hearts of the elite disciples of the Jiuding Sect balance a little, after all, Lin Feng's body was so strong, and he was also good at ancient martial arts, and he was specialized in restraining ancient martial artists, if he came to deal with other monks, it would be impossible to surpass so many ranks.

It must be known that the middle stage of the Blood Condensation Eightfold True Pill realm is several stages different from the late stage of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill realm, that is, the half-step transformation realm, and no matter how amazing a genius is, he can't do it.

Mountains of bones were crumbling, flying sand and rocks, and the raging sword qi and fists bombarded this vast land to the ground.

Even though Lin Feng's Wu Clan's golden body could be called invulnerable, invulnerable to fire and water, but under this level of fierce fighting, he was seriously injured and scarred all over his body, and blood stained his whole body.

Of course, the ancient warrior was no better, his muscular body was also stained with blood, and many wounds were shocking. He didn't blink his eyes, his reddened gaze looked a little crazy, and he shouted: "Your cultivation is not as good as mine, but you have the golden body of the witch clan, and exquisite ancient martial arts, if you can take my move, I will spare you from dying!"

"Arrogance~" Lin Feng sneered, in the duel of this kind of martial arts, he deeply felt that his combat power was very strong, and he would never back down.

So Lin Feng put the Dragon Slaying Sword into the storage bag, and completely surged out the majestic essence blood energy, there was no need to retain any strength at this time, and at the same time, the power of the Wu Clan's golden body was also flowing in the limbs and bones.

"Pan Xiang Gong!"

Lin Feng looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the sound was like a flood of bells, shocking the heart.

The golden body of the Wu clan shone with dazzling golden light, and the well-defined face was extremely resolute, standing extremely steady, like a rock.

Static braking, unchanged to adapt to all changes!

The Pan Xiang Gong is Lin Feng's observation of the phantom of the ancient mammoth in the ancient monk's cave in the Qinghuang Mountain Range, and what he realized in the "Thirteen Beast Shape Diagrams", Lin Feng has already remembered this style.

With just a move in his heart, he used this trick with all his might, and the Elephant Gong gathered the surrounding heaven and earth aura, forming a hurricane that swirled rapidly around Lin Feng, and then submerged into Lin Feng's witch clan's golden body.

"Sky Split!"

The ancient warrior decided to perform his strongest move, his fists held high above his head, clenched together, his tall body standing straight, and then spinning at a speed that was difficult for others to see.

It was like a spinning spiral, a large number of stones and dust splashed, and the crimson mangs were as thick as five zhang, wrapping around the surface of the ancient warrior's body.

Silver-white lightning swirled around the ancient martial artist, and he spun rapidly towards Lin Feng.

The colorful clouds in the sky are all surging because of this domineering ancient martial art, like colored ink rendering, and the halo is uncertain.

Between the lightning and flint, the ancient warrior's special move "Sky Splitting Strike" has been released.

Lin Feng stood still, like a mammoth incarnated in ancient times, huge and thick, standing as steady as a rock, and the rivers and seas could not be moved.

The huge mammoth phantom emerged, and it was so spectacular and shocking in this vast world.

The Ancient Warrior's Sky-Splitting Strike was accompanied by endless silver-white lightning and surging energy, turning into an Ancient Thunder Dragon and rushing away.

"Boom~"

A huge roar of earth-shattering thunder sounded one after another, and the earth directly sunk down a large chunk, and the monks who watched the battle all fell down, trying their best to protect their vital points from dangering their lives.

Master Zhenyi and Xie Lingtian, the two peerless powerhouses of the Transformation Realm, shot at the same time, resisting this incomparable energy impact and protecting the disciples of the Jiuding Sect, and the seriously injured Miluo Island Lord Xiongwan was also struggling to support it.

The Ancient Thunder Dragon Phantom slammed into the huge mammoth Phantom, silver and white lightning flowed, and the Brontosaurus entangled the mammoth, frantically biting.

No matter how frantically the brontosaurus attacks, the mammoth is as solid as a rock and as solid as a mountain.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, drumming up all the essence blood energy and the powerful horizontal force in the golden body of the Wu Clan, and it burst out in an instant.

Just as the mountains collapsed, the Ancient Thunder Dragon Phantom was directly knocked to pieces, and the Mammoth Phantom suddenly took a step, and the world seemed to be in turmoil, and a huge buzzing sound resounded through this space.

Under such a momentum, a figure was blasted upside down, and this person was the invincible ancient warrior.

Lin Feng actually defeated it!

The ancient warrior fell thousands of feet away, smashing the ground into a deep pit, and he struggled to get up, spitting blood from his mouth and breathing weakly.

"You are indeed strong, but if I return to my former heyday, I will not necessarily lose to you. The long years have corroded the body of my magic mountain, and this time I fell and died on the way to pursue the martial arts. The ancient warrior sighed.

Lin Feng retracted his breath, walked over, and said indifferently: "You are also very strong, I want to defeat you in your heyday." ”

"I don't have a chance, because I'm dead. Thinking that you have inherited such a subtle ancient martial art and the golden body of the Wu clan, I will pass on the unique martial art of Purple Light Nine Breaks to you. The ancient martial artist stared at Lin Feng and said.

His other martial arts skills are not necessarily better than Lin Feng's, this Purple Light Nine Break is special, it can be differentiated into nine clones, and the attack power is greatly enhanced.

"Thank you very much. Lin Feng thanked him, he had no grudge against the ancient martial artist, just pure martial arts.

As a result, the ancient martial artist used the most refined blood energy to cast a dark red light that did not enter Lin Feng's mind, and the Purple Shadow Nine Breaking Martial Arts had already been obtained.