Lin Feng didn't take out the rags in Tong Xu's mouth, what's the point? Coming to Tong Fengyu, after putting away Tong Fengyu's Qiankun ring and a few decorations that seemed to have some value, Lin Feng turned around and flew towards the magic weapons that Tong Fengyu scattered outside.

This was the first time Lin Feng really saw Tong Fengyu's strange fire. Before, when he peeked outside the secret room, the strange fire had also been incorporated into Tong Fengyu's body, and the characteristics of the strange fire could not be seen from the outside. However, now this strange fire finally poured out, and Lin Feng also confirmed the type of this strange fire at the first time.

It was the first black alien fire that Lin Feng found on the "Zixiao Strange Fire Spectrum" at that time. At that time, Lin Feng had not yet completed the subduing of the Immortal Fire Pot, so he had no way of knowing the specific characteristics of the dark fire in the pot, but he only got a description of "black flame" from Lin Wanshan. After getting the "Zixiao Strange Fire Spectrum", Lin Feng found several different fires that matched this description, and asked Lin Wanshan to confirm one by one whether it was the type of dark fire in the pot. At that time, Lin Feng first asked about this "Nether Ghost Fire", and in fact, when he didn't know the exact type of Phantom Ember Burning Fire before, Lin Feng casually gave the dark fire in the pot the name of "Nether Ghost Fire".

After Lin Feng read the information in the spirit of "Zixiao Strange Fire Spectrum", he already had a general understanding of the information about the different fire recorded in "Zixiao Strange Fire Spectrum". And because of the previous connections, the characteristics of the Nether Ghost Fire also left a deeper impression on Lin Feng. As a result, this time, Lin Feng really saw the deity of the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

Lin Feng recognized the Netherfire that had devoured Tong Fengyu, and just when Lin Feng was struggling with what to do with this Netherworld Ghost Fire, the Netherfire Immortal Pot that he had just received in the sachet vibrate.

"Xiaofeng, quickly release the Hellfire Immortal Pot. ”

Lin Feng knew that this was Lin Wanshan's voice, so he didn't hesitate and quickly untied the sachet. The Netherfire Immortal Pot quickly flew onto the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and the Netherworld Ghost Fire began to shake violently. It was only now that Lin Feng thought of the possibility that the movement of the Netherfire Ghost Fire would not be related to the Ghostly Ember Burning Fire, but to the Hellfire Immortal Pot.

The Netherfire Immortal Pot in mid-air tilted slightly, and the shaking of the Netherfire immediately became more intense. And when the spout of the Immortal Fire Pot was aimed at the Netherfire Ghost Fire, the cluster of strange flames suddenly stopped shaking. The next moment, that cluster of Netherfire Ghost Fire was sucked into the Netherfire Fairy Pot from the spout part of the Netherfire Fairy Pot like a whale swallowing.

Lin Feng wanted to ask his father what the situation was, but the situation outside suddenly became tense. Lin Feng heard a scream from Eldest Sun Yu, followed by a wail from Xiao Hei. Lin Feng didn't dare to slack off, and quickly rushed out. After seeing that Xiao Hei was only slightly injured, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Hei's back was a little further back, and a sword cultivator in the late stage of the transformation of the god was torn open with a flying sword. A patch of black hair was taken away, revealing the black-red flesh underneath. The wound was also a foot long, but on Xiao Hei's body, which was more than ten meters long, it could really only be regarded as an abrasion. Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, you are a demon beast known for your physical fitness, and it is not too hypocritical to let out the kind of wail before for this injury. It is said that Lin Feng himself has been pierced by flying swords more than once.

Xiao Hei still looked aggrieved. Over the years, Xiao Hei has experienced a lot of battles, but with his strong physical fitness, Xiao Hei really hasn't been injured. This time, he was stabbed open by the monk in the late stage of the transformation with the natal sword yuan, although it was in the position of the buttocks, but it was indeed a rare bloody injury for Xiao Hei over the years. And the pain caused by such an injury is indeed more painful than Xiao Hei's previous battles.

Xiao Hei looked at Lin Feng with an aggrieved face, and Lin Feng finally didn't say anything more. It is said that Xiao Hei has been following Lin Feng for decades, and Lin Feng immediately felt distressed when he saw the grievances on Xiao Hei's face. When Lin Feng turned his head and turned his gaze to those Ten Thousand Yan Sect cultivators, there was already a wave of hatred in his eyes.

And at this moment, the late stage sword cultivator of the Ten Thousand Yan Sect launched an attack on Xiao Hei again under Lin Feng's nose, and the flying sword was aimed directly at Xiao Hei's wounds.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Lin Feng finally made a move, and the massive amount of ghostly ember burning fire swept directly towards the monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods. At this time, the monk in the late stage of the transformation thought of being afraid, and an umbrella-shaped magic weapon was in front of him, and this sword cultivator began to retreat rapidly. But Lin Feng was no longer ready to give him a chance, Lin Feng was already very merciful in Tong Xu's courtyard a few nights ago, so he didn't embarrass these monks of the Wanyan Sect. But today, these monks in front of him jumped out again, and even injured Xiao Hei.

Fang Tangjun didn't wear a mask or anything today, and Xiao Hei also showed up in the last battle. After being able to confirm that Lin Feng and his party were the group that spared them last time, these people still resolutely launched a siege on Xiao Hei. In this case, Lin Feng still has nothing to be polite about.

The sword cultivator's nerves were also big enough, and he still didn't retract the flying sword in the current situation, and while he retreated in the air, the two flying swords still stabbed towards Xiao Hei. Lin Feng was no longer entangled, the Ghost Ember Burning Fire was moving forward at full speed, and the sword cultivator was a little anxious when he saw that the Ghost Ember Burning Fire was about to catch up with him, but the flying sword was not around, he was in a hurry and had no choice. The strength suit on Jian Xiu's body was actually a defensive magic weapon, and at this critical moment, it finally supported the ability common to almost all soft defensive magic weapons above the middle grade treasure weapon level - mana defense shield.

The ghostly ember flame instantly covered the defensive shield, and the mana of the sword cultivator was quickly consumed. The Wind Cone and the Streamer Flying Feather Sword staggered towards the sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator in the late stage of the Transformation God dodged the Wind Breaking Cone, but finally did not dodge the Streamer Flying Feather Sword.

The state of "Chasing the Moon" is still there, and Lin Feng's current situation in all aspects is no different from that of the monks in the early stage of the merger. And what is the speed of the spirit weapon-level flying sword streamer flying feather sword controlled by Lin Feng in such a state? That sword cultivator in the late stage of the god transformation was able to dodge without cultivating a sensitive spell before he saw the ghost.

The sword rays of the Streamer Flying Feather Sword also had to be transformed with the mana stored in the flying sword, and Lin Feng had only burst out with all his strength when he was fighting Tong Fengyu not long ago, and he had not completely replenished it yet. But it was enough, and the defensive shield held up by the late-stage cultivators of the Transformation God was really enough. The sword burst out, and the defensive shield immediately began to vibrate. Lin Feng controlled the ghostly ember burning fire around Jian Xiu to surge with all his might, and finally made the defensive shield reach its limit. The shield shattered, and the embers of the glow poured in.

In this large area of the back mountain, all the voices were suppressed by the screams of the sword cultivator. After Lin Feng crossed the sword cultivator, he glanced over to the place where the other cultivators were, his eyes full of that fierce feeling. The sword cultivator had not yet fallen, and was still roaring and struggling on the ground not far behind Lin Feng. Against such a background, Lin Feng's gaze became more penetrating.

Die-hard loyalists can't be equated with fools in the end. There was no movement in the direction of the secret room, and it was obvious that the old sect master had been defeated. Wan Yan Sect has no Tong Fengyu, what kind of Wan Yan Sect is it?

Under Lin Feng's fierce gaze, the remaining Wanyan Sect cultivators finally recognized the situation, and no one looked at the tumbling sword cultivator anymore, and quickly rushed towards the outside of Wanyan Sect.

This time, no one will come back. Tong Fengyu fell, and Wan Yanzong who stayed now had no future at all. In the past, when Tong Fengyu was there, Wan Yanzong was one of the strongest forces in Wushuang City. With it, the status of the disciples of the Wan Yan Sect in Wushuang City is generally not low, which makes the disciples of the Wan Yan Sect have a lot of benefits in other aspects. But now, Tong Fengyu has fallen. Wan Yanzong will definitely fall off the altar in the shortest possible time. At that time, don't talk about those fringe benefits from before, because of the people that Tong Xu offended in those years, the disciples of Wan Yanzong will become a first-level existence of street rats in Wushuang City.

Not to mention the upcoming separation of Wan Yanzong, Lin Feng and the others are still quite happy now. The previous few people were inevitably a little worried, for fear that Lin Feng would overestimate that he had not been able to defeat Tong Fengyu. But now, that doubt has finally been dispelled. Without Tong Fengyu's Wan Yan Sect, there was no longer a threat to them. Now that the group stays in Wushuang City any longer, there will be no problem. Even if Ran Jia comes back, with Lin Feng, who has already solved a Mahayana monk, who would be afraid of her as a female cultivator in the early stage of integration.

Of course, although there would be no more safety problems in Wushuang City, Lin Feng and the others really didn't have the idea of staying in Wushuang City any longer. When they were preparing to escape, everyone thought a lot. It's a good thing to be able to change places and continue to travel. And even if Changsun Yu ran away from home before, he encountered such a problem not long after he ran out. Changsun Yu realized the danger of the cultivation realm, and now, he really had to hurry back to report his safety.

Before Lin Feng received Fang Tangjun's letter, he was already thinking about traveling in a different place. Fang Tangjun and Fang Xinyi didn't want to stay in Wushuang City anymore. Soon, everyone made a decision, first send Changsun Yu back to Sin City safely, and then do some practical understanding of Sin City, and then decide whether Sin City is a good place to practice.

Lin Feng and the others flew in the direction of Sin City, Lin Feng finally didn't attack poor Tong Xu anymore, the cruelty of reality would complete the punishment of Tong Xu, and Lin Feng didn't need to dirty his hands anymore for this. And after pounced, Ran Jia finally returned to Wushuang City with a lot of worries. Ran Jia and his party rushed back to the sect's station, and finally found that the sect, which had not been away for a long time, had actually fallen into such a dilapidated state in such a short period of time. Ran Jia went to the station in a daze, but she didn't know that there were more surprises waiting for her......