“Boring!”
"That's not how you play with swords!"
Lin Feng shook his head and snapped his fingers at the swords around him.
The sword shadows disappeared in an instant, and the long swords fell to the ground one after another, making crackling sounds.
See this scene.
Many disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect panicked and hurriedly clenched their sword fingers, trying to call for their own swords, but those swords were all lying on the ground and there was no response at all.
“Bang!!!”
A muffled sound.
This time, three strong men died directly, and one of them was a strong man in the Martial Soul Realm!
The blood mist fell like rain, splashing onto the ground, and blood flowed like a river...
"Twenty-eight hundred. Twenty-five minutes."
Lin Feng continued to speak. He looked at the people from Qingcheng Sword Sect and said calmly:
"Do you all want to die here today?"
"you…"
Wu Kuang felt so frightened that he couldn't speak for a moment!
How can we fight this?
He was the first one to perform the Qingcheng Sword Formation, but Lin Feng easily broke it...
He remembered what the woman in black said last night. Is it true that only the arrival of the sect leader can deal with Lin Feng?
Chen Beixuan looked longing.
Is this the strength of an immortal cultivator?
And at this moment,
“Tatttatt~”
There was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.
Then,
An old man with a cane, an old face but a pair of extremely sharp eyes walked in.
The old man glanced at the whole audience with an indifferent look and asked:
"Who is Lin Feng?"
"I am, who are you?"
Lin Feng asked with interest.
"Lin Feng killed more than a dozen people from the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce. Gun King Chen Ziang has been ordered to kill Lin Feng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly straightened his hunched back, and the terrifying gun intent burst out from the crutch in his hand, making the tables and chairs around him creak.
The next moment.
“Wow~”
The ordinary-looking crutch unexpectedly turned into a gleaming silver spear!
The old man stood straight, holding a silver spear, his hair was like silver snow, dancing without wind, like a peerless god of war descending to earth!
"Yin~"
The spear in his hand actually made a sound like a dragon's roar, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a spear, but a silver dragon!
And saw this scene.
Everyone in the field gasped, their faces filled with horror.
"It's actually Chen Zi'ang, the Gun King, ranked 831st on the Summer Ranking! Hasn't he been in seclusion for a long time? Why would he seek revenge for the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce?"
"This person ranked 831st on the Summer Ranking thirty years ago. I'm afraid his strength is even more unfathomable now!"
"Oh no! Why is Chen Ziang here at this time?"
Yao Chen, Yao Yan, Taoist Huangmei, Zhao Wuji and others all spoke up.
Chen Beixuan remained silent, but secretly clenched the Longyun Sword in his hand, intending to use his Ten Thousand Swords Technique immediately if Lin Feng was defeated!
Compared with Chen Beixuan and the others, Wu Kuang, Zhang Miao and the others were trembling with excitement!
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment,
Such a powerful reinforcement has arrived!
This is simply God’s help!
"Lin Feng, since you are a man of character, kneel down and repent, and I will leave you with an intact body!"
Chen Ziang pointed his gun at Lin Feng and said coldly.
"Did you bring the spirit stone?"
Lin Feng asked.
"Spirit Stone?"
Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said:
"Spirit Stone, I never want that stuff!"
"Then you can go to hell!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng did not hesitate and slapped out in the air. The palm grew countless times bigger in the air, as if it was going to cover the sky and the sun!
"A mere trifle! Look at me shooting like a dragon!"
Chen Zi'ang sneered and pointed his spear. The spear energy turned into a silver dragon and rushed towards Lin Feng's big hand.
“Boom boom boom!”
In full view of the public,
Lin Feng's big hand collided with the silver dragon in an instant, making a series of roaring sounds.
The next moment.
"Bang!"
The big hand easily shattered the silver dragon, swept across invincible, and turned Chen Ziang into a ball of blood mist.
…
Quiet!
Incomparable silence...
When everyone in the field saw this scene, they fell into a daze.
A slap!
Just one slap killed the Gun King Chen Ziang. It seemed that no one could stop Lin Feng's second move...
"Ten more minutes!"
At this moment, Lin Feng's faint voice broke the silence in the field.
"So fast, you just had twenty-five minutes!"
A disciple from the Qingcheng Sword Sect said loudly.
“Bang!”
Lin Feng slapped the man into a bloody mist, then said calmly:
"Whatever I say is what it is. Anyone who talks back to me will die!"
"you…."
The Supreme Elder Wu Kuang looked pale, and felt his whole heart go cold, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe in the middle of winter!
Who on earth is this Lin Feng!
How could there be such a strong young man in today's martial arts world!
Even the leaders of some hidden sects are no match for this person, right?
"Grand...Grand Elder, should we...should we give him the spirit stones?"
Another martial arts master from the Qingcheng Sword Sect said in a trembling voice.
He never imagined that one day he would be so frightened that his lips would tremble.
When everyone in the field saw his horrified look, no one laughed at him, because if it were them at this moment, they would probably not be much better than this martial spirit master.
"Lin Feng, 2,300 spirit stones, right? I can give it to you."
Wu Kuang also gave in.
"It's not enough now. You have to pay more. Three thousand three hundred yuan."
Lin Feng said lightly.
"you…"
"You want to talk back to me?"
Lin Feng interrupted Wu Kuang coldly.
"How could that be? Why would I argue with you? I just think 3,300 spirit stones is just the right amount. You're very thoughtful."
Wu Kuang's heart tightened, and he forced a smile on his face.
"Really? I think the number 6666 is better."
Lin Feng said.
Wu Kuang's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he wanted to slap himself.
And just at this moment.
A middle-aged man in a green shirt walked in quickly and said with a smile:
"Little friend Lin, how about you forgive others when you can?"
Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man in green clothes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.
Wu Kuang and the others were overjoyed and said loudly:
"Welcome, Sect Master!"
"Welcome, Sect Master!"
"Welcome, Sect Master!"
…
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