The enemy's eyes were very red when they saw him, and Lin Feng saw the masked leader clearly, and the masked leader also recognized this monk who he hated day and night in an instant.

It was really lucky that the masked leader was able to meet Linfeng here today.

It turned out that after being plotted by Linfeng that day, the masked leader has been unwilling to find Linfeng in this vicinity.

The only thought in the leader's mind these days is to find the guy who is plotting against him, and he is dreaming of slashing the other party with a thousand cuts.

The leader has always been very aggrieved in his heart, he has a great consummation of blood, and all the winds and waves have come over for so many years.

As a result, he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a small second-layer monk who melted blood, not only did all his men and horses die, but he also broke a hand.

This hand was cut off by himself, and the leader checked it afterwards, and it wasn't actually a powerful poison at all, but it just looked scary.

At that time, the leader saw that a group of people under his command were inexplicably poisoned and fell, and then they were killed by the opponent and killed all of them.

At that time, when he saw the rapidly spreading black on his hands, he dared to hesitate for a moment, and in an instant, he swung his knife and cut off his hand.

After discovering that it was just a simple poison, the leader looked at his severed hand and felt extremely sad and angry.

But the hand has been cut off, and it is useless to regret it, and it is impossible to take it back.

After all this, one can imagine how deep the leader's resentment against Linfeng is, that is, he can't wait to eat his flesh raw.

Today, the leader was cruising around looking for Linfeng, and suddenly found that there were mana fluctuations in the air, and the mana fluctuations were very weak, and if he didn't sense them sensitively, he would almost not be able to find them.

After taking off, the distance was closer, and he found that the other party only had the mana fluctuation of the Spirit Realm, and he was immediately very curious.

I can't help but wonder if the leader is not curious, how could a Spirit Transformation Realm monk possibly have the ability to fly?

Unless the other party has some anti-heaven exercises or flying magic weapons, it is impossible for a monk in the Spirit Transformation Realm to have the ability to fly to the sky.

And these two possibilities, either of which means a huge opportunity, and the leader can't let it go.

And after seeing the other party's face clearly at this moment, he found that it was the enemy he was thinking about.

The leader's eyes turned red in an instant, and the hatred of his subordinates being killed plus the hatred of the broken arm were both hatreds that did not share the sky.

The leader went crazy in an instant, brandished his sword and rushed forward, exerting all his strength to cut the opponent in half with a single sword.

Seeing that the leader was rushing towards him with a sword in his right hand, Lin Feng also instantly took out a sword and attacked it.

This is the first time that Linfeng has fought head-on with the Great Perfection of Melting Blood, and he does not dare to have a trace of slackness in his heart, he is engrossed, and he is also doing his best.

And the woman lying on Linfeng's back was extremely nervous the moment she saw the masked leader, and shrunk her head to hide on Linfeng's back.

"Bang!"

The full strength of the two sides collided with a sword, and the huge power was simply not something that this ordinary sword could withstand.

The swords in the hands of both sides broke into dozens of pieces at this moment, like lightning bursting to the ground.

Lin Feng and the leader retreated more than ten steps back at the same time, and before they could stand firm, the leader changed his hand again and rushed up.

Although the leader was surprised by the huge change in Linfeng's strength after the first blow, anger and hatred had already carried away his mind.

The leader rushed forward without thinking at all, and at this moment the leader had long since lost the calmness and wisdom that a killer should have, and had become a walking corpse controlled by hatred and anger.

After Lin Feng fought with the leader, his heart was already low on the strength of the Great Perfection of Blood Fusion.

That's just it, the other party has scrapped one hand, only one hand to fight with himself, what else do you have to worry about, just fight.

Lin Feng threw the hilt of his sword at the leader with great force, and at the same time took out a sword again to fight.

"Ding!"

The leader swung his sword and slashed the hilt of the sword thrown by Linfeng away, but this brief moment gave Linfeng a chance.

Lin Feng quickly bullied up, swung his sword and took the head of the leader Xiang Shang, the leader was too late to make another move at this moment, so he could only collect the sword and quickly block it in front of his neck.

Linfeng's sword slashed at the leader's sword, and although the sword was blocked, the huge force pressed the leader's sword and flicked it on his cheek, and at the same time, the hilt of the sword also slammed into his chest.

"Poof!"

The leader snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fell backwards and staggered.

Linfeng won the momentum with one move, so he naturally would not let go of the leader, continued to attack forward, and slashed down with another sword.

The leader caught a glimpse of Linfeng's sword slashing at his waist, and if this sword slashed, he would be cut in two at the waist, and he would surely die.

The leader was in a hurry and didn't have time to change his moves to block, so he could only quickly stomp on the void with both feet, and the whole person then moved out with huge force, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

Sure enough, these people who fought on the battlefield were not simple characters, and Linfeng was amazed by the leader's quick response.

At this time, the leader, who had avoided Linfeng's blow, finally stood facing each other from several zhang and Linfeng, keeping a safe distance between the two sides.

The leader of this moment finally came to his senses from his anger and hatred, and regained the perennial composure of a killer.

After a short battle just now, the leader has thoroughly realized the strength of the opponent, the opponent's realm is unknown, it is difficult to guess, the last time they met, it was the second layer of melting blood, but this time it has become the realm of transforming spirits. Cow Bar Literature Network

All this made the leader's heart full of incomprehension and doubts, the other party did not have any powerful magic weapons, so the other party's strange strength must have something to do with the exercises he practiced.

The leader licked his lips, the look of covetousness in his eyes was very strong, if he could get the other party's exercises, then he would not lose money this time.

Wealth and wealth are in danger, and the leader has fought bloodily as a killer for many years, and today's achievements are all fought with a sword.

People like this are gamblers, adventurous, and usually don't hit the south wall and don't look back, and don't cry when they don't see the coffin.

Although he suffered a loss in the first encounter, the leader did not intend to retreat, he still had to fight again.

Moreover, the leader also has confidence in his heart, and in his opinion, even if he can't kill the opponent, he is still sure to escape from the opponent's hands.

Lin Feng was also looking at the leader, but he didn't expect that the other party couldn't beat him and refused to retreat, it was really cold-blooded enough.

"Yikes!"

The leader once again took the lead in attacking, leaving countless figures behind with a loud shout, and the real body hid in it, coming towards the wind.

"Follow me for this trick, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The leader thought that his body could confuse and interfere with Linfeng's judgment, but he didn't know that he was in Linfeng's arms.

Lin Feng saw that the leader's body was strange, and he couldn't distinguish the leader's true body with his eyes.

So Lin Feng simply closed his eyes, relying on the sword intent to feel the trajectory of the leader's body and predict the leader's attack position.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of blades clashing kept sounding, and Linfeng accurately blocked the leader's attack every time.

Linfeng is not busy fighting back at this time, as long as he holds on.

The leader will definitely not be able to last long when he uses such a strange method, or it won't be long before the other party will not be able to support him, and he can easily take down the leader when the time comes.

At this moment, the true body of the leader is hidden in the overwhelming false illusions, and every attack is done with all his might.

However, every attack did not work, and was blocked by the opponent without leaking.

Looking at Linfeng who was standing in place with his eyes closed, the leader felt a sense of melancholy and powerlessness in his heart, the opponent's defense was too tight.

His fast-paced attack couldn't help the other party at all, but was rapidly consuming his own strength.

On the other hand, the other party is always invincible and easily responds to his own attacks.

The woman was lying on Linfeng's back, although the woman's cultivation was not high, she could easily judge the situation in the battlefield.

At present, it seems that the stingy ghost side has the advantage, the other party is tired of attacking, and the stingy ghost is quiet.

As long as this situation continues, then the masked leader will definitely not be able to hold on and will have to retreat sooner or later.

If the masked leader doesn't retreat, then he will definitely leave his life behind.

Although the stingy ghost is sometimes mother-in-law, he has never been soft on the enemy.

The woman took the movement on the battlefield into her eyes, and felt a sense of peace in her heart, lying quietly behind the wind.

Although the woman usually likes to sprinkle, she also knows that when the time is divided, now that Linfeng is dealing with the masked leader wholeheartedly, she must not be disturbed in any way, which is why the woman is so well-behaved.

If Linfeng could see the woman at this moment, he would definitely say: "Yes, yes, this is what a woman should look like, quiet and gentle." ”

Lin Feng sensed that the rhythm of the leader's attacks had begun to slow down, and he could easily guess that the leader's state was not as good as before.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the boss will stop attacking, and when the time comes, he can easily win as long as he seizes the opportunity to attack.

The leader is also difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, once he gives up the attack and chooses to retreat, the other party will definitely follow and kill, but it is not possible to continue to attack, and the mana cannot support it.

You can't advance and retreat, you can't retreat and retreat, it's really a dilemma, and you're really in an embarrassing situation now, the chief.

"Here's your chance!"

Feeling the brief delay after the leader's attack, Linfeng knew that the leader was already at the end of his crossbow.

"Huh!"

When the leader's attack came again, Linfeng swung his sword to block the leader's attack, and the sword in his hand slashed forward at the same time.

"Ahh

The leader screamed, and the hand holding the sword still held the sword, but it no longer belonged to the leader.

Watching his hand fall to the ground, the leader's face turned pale.

Now that his hands are broken, he has completely lost the power to resist and has become a lamb to the slaughter.

However, Linfeng didn't give the leader a chance to think nonsense, a sword light flashed, and the leader's head flew up, still with wireless unwillingness in his eyes.

Maybe the leader before he died would have regretted it a little, regret should not have come to him to die, maybe it would be better to simply retreat from the battle at the beginning, at least not to die here.