Lin Fengdu had already taken out the magic weapon, obviously there was nothing to say, Qing Fengzi said hatefully: "Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Then the big hand on his left was raised, and a big flag appeared in his hand, the flagpole was a sharp spear, and at the head of the spear, there was a dark cyan pennant fluttering in the wind, and in the center of the dark cyan pennant there was a vivid and hideous beast head, this beast head did not want to be with any kind of demon beast, but it seemed to be unusually similar to any kind of demon beast, and it seemed to change this form all the time, evolving the shape of a hundred beasts.

Lin Feng looked at it, and also carefully stared at the beast head on the banner, sure enough, the magic was abnormal, and the monks who were watching obviously also saw the miracle of this banner, and they all thought in their hearts that none of the monks in the later stage of the Jiedan were good to deal with, and those monks who were a little more upright were secretly angry for Lin Feng, praying that Lin Feng could suppress Qingfengzi, who was inferior to this beast, and at this time, when they saw the flag coming out, they couldn't help but tighten their hearts for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't care so much, he flew up with his Purple Heaven Xuan Knife, and then slashed towards the top of Qing Fengzi's head, with a "Qiang" sound, Qing Fengzi flexibly raised the big flag in his hand to the top of his head, just in time to meet the Zhengtian Xuan Knife that Lin Feng cut down, this "sonorous" sound is really the sound of the two magic weapons combined.

A powerful spiritual power fluctuation seemed to spread out in all directions, and some low-level monks didn't dare to rely on the battlefield too tightly at all, the aftermath of this battle was not something they could withstand, even the real Jiedan monks saw this fluctuation, and they all sighed that neither of them was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Lin Feng saw that his first attack was easily resisted, and he was not angry, and then instantly changed his mind and slashed again, in an instant, Lin Feng was like a doppelganger, turning into eight phantoms and slashing towards the top of Qing Fengzi's head at the same time, and in the face of Lin Feng's rapid attack, Qing Fengzi was not panicked at all, with the flexible speed of Lin Feng, who was not inferior to Lin Feng, the big flag in his hand danced impermeable, and the flag also turned into a dark cyan phantom above his head, and above his head it was like a cyan canopy, blocking the eight knives that Lin Feng instantly swung。

Swinging eight knives in an instant, Lin Feng also temporarily retracted his body, and then with the rebound force of the collision of the left back knife, Lin Feng turned back a heel, and then fell back to his original position.

Lin Feng's purple sky was still held in his right hand, the sharp sword hung obliquely, and the purple light on the knife was still there, at this time Lin Feng seemed to be flat, but his breath was a few times faster, and he wanted to let the eight swords that he had just swung in an instant, which also made Lin Feng bear a lot of load.

At this time, Qingfengzi has changed his posture, when he first showed the big flag, the head was obliquely upward, and now his big flag is like Lin Feng's purple sky knife, the sharp spear head is hanging obliquely to the ground, the flagpole is tightly held in his hand, and the part of the flagpole exposed at the tail is also tightly attached to the forearm above the wrist, and the grip is extremely tight.

But if it is a subtle person, you can find that Qing Fengzi's hand holding the banner tightly is trembling slightly, but the amplitude of this tremor is unusually small, and ordinary people can't see it at all, this is obviously the sequelae left by Lin Feng's eight knives just now, outsiders look like an abnormal green pine, but only he knows that Lin Feng's seemingly ordinary eight knives, each knife contains a huge force, and his arm is shaken and painful, but he controls it well and does not show it.

At this time, Qing Fengzi spoke with his right hand, and listened to his words: "Boy, now I'm giving you a chance, let's go, I can still act as if nothing happened, the next time we meet again, you are still an elder of the Holy Alliance, it's not worth losing your life for a female cultivator in the foundation building period, you must know that there are many beautiful female cultivators in the cultivation realm, but she is not one behind." ”

Lin Feng listened to Qing Fengzi's seemingly good words and persuasion, and couldn't help sneering, others may not know the actual situation of the two fighting, but he is very clear, obviously this Qing Fengzi is a little cowardly, and he doesn't want to entangle with himself, but through the fight just now, Lin Feng has figured out the strength of Qing Fengzi, it turns out that this is the strength of the late monk, and it seems that it is not too difficult to deal with.

"Thank you Qingfeng Daoist for your kind words and persuasion, but since I have promised, there is no reason to be wrong, and I ask Qingfeng Daoist not to bother with words. Lin Feng then said in a light tone.

"Good, good, hahaha. Qingfengzi was also angry hahaha laughed, and then instantly danced the beast head banner in his hand, and suddenly the void that was originally clear and gloomy suddenly became gloomy, and there was actually a strong demonic aura covering the sky, and then Lin Feng saw a huge beast head flying out from Qingfengzi's dark cyan flag, this beast head and the beast head on the banner looked the same, and everyone saw it, it was indeed the shape of a hundred beasts.

Suddenly, the monks between this heaven and earth all held their breath and concentrated at this moment, carefully staring at how Lin Feng would deal with the next battle.

Lin Feng was also shocked when he saw a huge beast head, rushing towards him with a fierce beast aura, from the beginning when Qingfengzi showed this flag, Lin Feng faintly felt that it was extraordinary, and now it seems that it is really like his own feeling.

This beast head rushed in front of Lin Feng and spit out a strong demonic aura towards Lin Feng, looking at the rolling breath spraying towards him, Lin Feng did not dare to greet him, knowing that if he was contaminated by this demonic qi, I am afraid that even the flesh and blood would be blown off, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

Then Lin Feng flashed back slightly, and then opened his mouth to spit out, and in an instant, a flame erupted from Lin Feng's mouth with a "bang", which instantly ignited the demonic qi spit out by the beast's head, like dry firewood, and instantly burned all over the world.

Lin Feng's hand took advantage of the incompatible nature of the monk's spiritual power and demonic energy, and instantly mixed his spiritual power with the demonic energy, which made this demonic qi burn violently in an instant like boiling oil.

The overwhelming spiritual fire suddenly burned, and it was about to spread to the beast's head, if it was burned, I am afraid that the beast's head would also be dissipated in the spiritual fire in an instant, Qing Fengzi's face was gloomy, but he was indeed not panicked, I saw that he waved the flag in his hand again, and a white gas suddenly erupted from the head of the spear, and the spiritual fire was extinguished with a few sounds.