Chapter 39: Fight hard, break the game!

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Chapter 39: Fight hard, break the game!

Although Lin Feng has the Quenching Divine Technique to refine the body, and also has the Nine Heavenly Collapse as a hole card, as well as the mysterious Yin and Yang Two Beads, he can fight with the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building, but it is still a little difficult for the master of the Jindan period to defeat him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Feng's eyes were certain, and the refined iron spear in his hand was thrown towards the inside, and two thunderbolts fell, one fell on the fine iron spear, and the other slashed straight into the inside.

And at this moment, the fine iron spear arrived in front of Li Shi at a very fast speed, and stabbed at Li Shi's eyebrows!

Li Shi's eyes flashed with murder, his right hand stretched out, and quickly held the flying fine iron spear, and held it fiercely, so that Li Shi's unexpected thing appeared, the fine iron spear was not pinched and exploded by himself, and he couldn't help but be surprised, but soon, Li Shi's eyes appeared greedy.

I didn't have to be pinched by myself, it must be a good magic weapon, I didn't wait for Li Shi to continue to think, a painful and numb feeling came from my right arm, and I frowned, although the strength brought to me by this thunder and lightning was not too heavy, nor too light, and I blamed myself for being too careless.

Lin Feng's hand waved in the void, and the refined iron spear emitted a burst of dazzling white light, and suddenly in a flash, the refined iron spear appeared in Lin Feng's hand again, this scene was seen by the inside, and the greed in his eyes became a little thicker.

Unexpectedly, this magic weapon still had teleportation supernatural powers, Lin Feng touched his chin and looked at the fine iron spear in his hand and thought that if it weren't for the teleportation magic power of the fine iron spear that Samgu had just told him, Lin Feng would not have thrown out the fine iron spear casually.

Before Lin Feng could continue to think, Li Shi looked at Lin Feng with a gloomy face, and pointed to Lin Feng's feet, suddenly, the soil under Lin Feng's feet loosened for a while, Lin Feng's heart suddenly had a bad premonition, and he jumped back violently, and the soil where Lin Feng was standing just now burst together, rushing out countless thorny black vines and rushing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's eyes condensed slightly, the fine iron spear in his hand was swung out, and the vines that rushed towards Lin Feng were interrupted by Qi Qi, what was even more strange was that the broken vines actually squirmed and burrowed into the soil, and the bad premonition in Lin Feng's heart increased a few points.

Endless vines, as if there was no limit to the number, endless, no matter how Lin Feng interrupted, the vines still kept gushing out, and Lin Feng gradually felt that the spiritual power in his body was a little overwhelmed.

While fighting, Lin Feng was thinking of countermeasures in his heart, preparing how to completely destroy the vines.

The palm of his hand flipped over, and several fireballs shot towards the vines, but the fireballs hit the vines and turned into a few points of firelight, and then disappeared, this scene made Lin Feng's heart sink slightly.

"Haha, it's useless, this thorn vine is my fame stunt, you are lucky to be able to die on my fame stunt!" Li Shi laughed wildly, this thorn vine is Li Shi's fame stunt, Li Shi used this thorn vine to kill a Jindan mid-stage monk in the late stage of foundation building, so not many people are willing to provoke Li Shi, the reason is that he is afraid of Li Shi's thorn vine.

But for some reason, Li Shi disappeared, and after a few years, Li Shi reappeared, but he was met by Lin Feng, and his cultivation was also promoted from the late stage of foundation building to the early stage of Jindan.

Lin Feng didn't have much time to listen to the wild laughter of the time, but calmly thought about the countermeasures in his heart, how to completely eliminate the thorn vine.

It is impossible for the thorn vine to be without weaknesses, and it is not endless, on the contrary, the thorn vine is a technique, the weakness is easier to find, and so many thorn vines have a taste of wanting to cover up.

Lin Feng retreated, while dodging the attack of the thorn vines, when there was a gap, he would break a few thorn vines, the spiritual power in his body was gone, swallowing a pill, he didn't even rush to attack, but looked at Lin Feng with a playful face, as if he had seen Lin Feng being consumed alive.

Lin Feng struggled and gradually discovered that something was wrong, because Lin Feng found a problem, that is, on the broken vine, it did not grow in an instant, but waited until the broken vine burrowed into the ground.

Time is not slow, but very fast, and the monks who have been consumed by the time before probably did not notice this, but felt that this thorn vine was endless, so it was consumed alive.

Lin Feng then interrupted a section of thorn vines, and quickly pierced the broken thorn vines with a fine iron spear, and directly used the Canglei Sword Technique to shake it into a black block, emitting a trace of black smoke, but the vine did not grow again.

This made Lin Feng's heart slightly happy, but the little joy in Lin Feng's heart turned into a heavy one in the next moment.

At the moment when Lin Feng was happy in his heart, many thorn vines rushed out from behind Lin Feng again, and rushed towards Lin Feng fiercely.

"Damn!" Lin Feng cursed in his heart, his body had obviously reached the early stage of body refining, and he could already fight against the monks in the middle stage of foundation building without being defeated, but he was still a little overt against the monks of the upper Jindan stage, and it was easy to stab his body with a single spell.

Patted the storage bag, took out a pill and swallowed it, but the wound showed no signs of recovery, but showed signs of getting worse and worse, Lin Feng suddenly understood that the thorn vine was poisonous!

Lin Feng had no choice but to use his spiritual power to forcibly stop the bleeding, lock the toxins in the wound and prevent it from spreading, and quickly do all this to relieve him.

If the toxin in the wound is not locked in time just now and spreads, I don't know what the consequences will be.

"The taste of poisoning is not pleasant, right? This is poison, it will make the wound not heal, and it will get worse and worse, to tell you, there are still many toxins in my thorn vine, then it depends on whether you can enjoy it!" Seeing Lin Feng scratched by the thorn vine, he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Lin Feng heard the wild laughter of the time, and he really wanted to rush up with a punch and kill this scumbag.

What made Lin Feng's heart heavy was that he thought he had found the weakness of the thorn vine just now, but he never thought that this was not the weakness of the thorn vine at all, if he preconceived that this was the weakness of the thorn vine, the possibility of being killed was extremely high!

Thinking of this, his heart also became heavy, and the spiritual power in his body gradually became exhausted, so he patted the storage bag, took out a pill and swallowed it, recovered his spiritual power slightly, and threw himself into the battle again.

Samgu didn't remind him a lot at all in the gods, except for reminding Lin Feng that the iron spear had teleportation magic power just now, he didn't say anything, so Lin Feng became much more difficult to fight, but Lin Feng became more and more brave the more he fought, and he would be motivated to fight against the strong!

With a "whoosh", Lin Feng threw the fine iron spear in his hand violently towards the inside, and the inside glanced at it lightly, without making any moves, many vines rushed out from the ground in front of the company, directly wrapped around the fine iron spear, and fixed it.

A bolt of lightning slashed down from the sky, and the huge power of thunder and lightning directly smashed the vines that were wrapped around the fine iron spear, and the figure of the fine iron spear instantly blurred and returned to Lin Feng's hand.

Seeing that the blow failed, Lin Feng quickly retreated, so as not to be stabbed by the thorn vine again.

"Don't struggle uselessly, hand over your storage bag, brand the slave mark, I can spare your life, otherwise there will be only ...... Die!" said Satoki with a gloomy face.

In response, there was only a cold snort from Lin Feng, and Li Shi was not angry, but just watched with a playful look at Lin Feng being beaten by his own thorn vine and retreating.

Lin Feng took out the Fengyun Sword and surrounded it around his body, although this consumes a lot of spiritual power, but Lin Feng can't manage so much now, there is an elixir to restore spiritual power, and the consumption of this spiritual power can barely keep up.

Ding, ding, ding, the metal-like impact sound kept coming out, and the thorny vines in the time were constantly looking for opportunities by Lin Feng's side, ready to give Lin Feng a fatal blow at any time, like a poisonous snake in the dark.

Lin Feng's face was solemn, he hadn't found out the weakness of the thorn vine for so long, Lin Feng's heart couldn't help but feel a little anxious, a protracted battle was not suitable for Lin Feng, judging from Lin Feng's current situation, he had to fight quickly.

"The vine has the main vine, absorbs the spirit independently, finds the main vine, destroys it, and breaks the game. A lazy voice reached Lin Feng's ears, causing Lin Feng's spirit to be shocked.

"It can't be endless, there must be weaknesses, it's been so long, and I still haven't seen the manifestation of excessive consumption of spiritual power in it, so it must be the spiritual power absorbed by the thorn vine itself, or ...... Wood Spirit Power!"

"The absorption of wood spiritual power must not be absorbed by so many vines, there must be a main vine, or a seed to absorb spiritual power independently, that is to say, this thorn vine is a magic technique of the time, and it also has the meaning of a magic weapon!"

"As long as the main vine of the thorn vine is destroyed, this thorn vine will be self-defeating!"

After clarifying the truth of the thorn vine, Lin Feng was much more relaxed, and his eyes kept observing the thorn vine that was different from the thorn vine.

While fighting, Lin Feng carefully observed the difference between the thorn vines, and after continuous observation, he finally found vines that were different from other thorn vines.

This thorn vine is green all over, almost the same as an ordinary thorn vine, and it is still impossible to distinguish it if you don't look carefully, but this is still not what Lin Feng notices, what really makes Lin Feng pay attention is the movement of this thorn vine.

This thorn vine is not the same as other thorn vines, other thorn vines are attacking Lin Feng, only this thorn vine is constantly swinging in place, and the body is still flashing with a slight green light, if it wasn't for Lin Feng being reminded, Lin Feng would not know the weakness of the thorn vine at all.

This thorn vine is swinging, it should be directing other thorn vines, but this main thorn vine is controlled by the time, and by controlling the main thorn vine to control a large number of thorn vines, in this way, their own consumption will be much less.

And the green light shining on the main thorn vine should be constantly absorbing the wood spirit power between heaven and earth to supplement the consumption of the thorn vine, and at the same time provide regeneration ability for the destroyed thorn vine!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's steps suddenly changed, and he dodged several fatal blows, the Nine Heavenly Collapse suddenly moved, attached to the fine iron spear in his hand, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky again attached to Lin Feng's fine iron spear, the direction changed, and the fine iron spear in his hand slammed towards the main thorn vine!

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