"kill!"
Lu Zhenhong, the leader of the Cursed Evil Sect, turned cold and waved his hand, sending out a Demon-Slaying Blade flying out swiftly.
At the same time, the disciples of the Cursed Evil Sect and several Golden Core cultivators from the Spirit Elephant Sect jointly unleashed their spells to attack Lin Xiaofei, who was taking off into the air.
Rumble!
A loud bang echoed throughout the Drunken Wind Pavilion, and dozens of private rooms on the third floor were instantly destroyed, leaving a huge gaping hole on the east side above the pavilion.
"What terrifying destructive power!"
It seems that Duan Feifan and Shencao Daoren have started fighting.
Some onlookers nearby were shocked, their eyes darting around, and they began to discuss the matter.
The commotion immediately attracted the attention of countless people near Zuifeng Tower.
Yi Xingchen then stepped back and watched the fight.
Lin Xiaofei was originally a disciple of Bai Xuefeng's lineage, but he offended someone he shouldn't have. He couldn't help Lin Xiaofei and could only watch coldly from the sidelines.
In fact, in his opinion, if Lin Xiaofei had ignored the rumors in the city, he wouldn't have come here.
Therefore, with Lin Xiaofei's talent for cultivation, if he were to concentrate on cultivation, he would definitely be able to become a Golden Core cultivator.
However, when he saw Duan Feifan and several Golden Core cultivators from the Lingxiang Sect attacking Lin Xiaofei together, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
He believed that Lin Xiaofei would die in this Drunken Wind Pavilion today.
Boom! Boom!
The Zuifeng Tower collapsed on a large scale.
"As expected of a cultivator who has been to the outside world, his strength is far greater than that of the Golden Core cultivators here."
Lin Xiaofei's eyes flashed, and using his Divine Speed Technique, he quickly dodged the spell attacks thrown by several Golden Core cultivators, thinking to himself.
His gaze turned cold, and with a whoosh, he swiftly descended from the third floor like a shadow in the wind.
His legs used a divine speed technique!
Bang!
Lin Xiaofei's feet landed directly behind Ouyang Leng, instantly tearing the wooden floor apart.
He raised his hand and swung it out with a palm strike.
In an instant, a huge palm print, exuding a powerful aura, swept through the void like Mount Tai pressing down, and rushed out rapidly.
"His palm print aura has intensified?"
Master Yuan Hao of the Yan Hong Dao Sect glanced at the palm print and recalled his experience fighting it at Iron Sword Manor.
He hadn't expected that Lin Xiaofei's aura would increase so much in just over twenty days, which he found somewhat unbelievable.
"careful!"
Upon seeing the palm print hurtling towards his person, Lu Zhenhong, the sect leader of the Cursed Evil Sect, changed his expression and hurriedly shouted.
He discovered that the spiritual pressure emanating from this palm print was greater than the aura he usually exuded during his cultivation, and immediately realized that the other party was no ordinary person.
The instant he shouted, he waved his hand, and a beam of red light rushed toward the palm print.
Supernatural power, the sword of cursed killing!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The flashing red light streaked across the void, transforming into a red sword aura. The sword aura emitted an astonishing spiritual pressure, causing the air to vibrate.
boom!
The Mountain-Turning Demon Palm struck the red sword energy, causing the spiritual light to explode and produce a crackling sound.
puff!
Ouyang Leng was struck by an astonishing burst of spiritual pressure, his body was thrown back, and he crashed to the ground, spitting out blood.
Immediately, several Golden Core cultivators from the Spirit Elephant Sect also made their moves, each unleashing their spells to attack Lin Xiaofei.
Lin Xiaofei raised an eyebrow, took a step back, and in an instant, like a blur in the wind, dodged several spell attacks, creating distance between himself and the others.
"His strength and speed are clearly no weaker than mine?"
Lu Zhenhong's gaze turned cold, and he was startled.
According to his understanding, the other party was only a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, who could barely exert the strength of an early Golden Core cultivator.
Now, a single palm print from the opponent can rival his divine power, the Curse-Slaying Sword.
Moreover, the opponent's movement speed clearly surpassed his; this was hardly the strength a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator should possess.
In the instant he retreated, Lin Xiaofei simultaneously swung out both hands, unleashing two palm strikes.
A palm print swept across the void and was broken by several Golden Core cultivators working together, releasing an astonishing collision of spiritual pressure.
The other palm print, like a ferocious wild beast, charged directly at the disciples of the Cursed Evil Sect who were attacking them.
puff!
The disciples of the Cursed Evil Sect and other Foundation Establishment cultivators were instantly blasted into minced meat and blood splattered as soon as they collided with the palm print.
"They have some methods, but that's about it."
Duan Feifan raised an eyebrow, feeling a little surprised. He hadn't expected Lin Xiaofei to be able to display such strength, and let out a low shout.
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual energy within his body surged forth like a raging flood, rushing towards Lin Xiaofei.
"I'm not playing with you anymore, goodbye."
When three or four Golden Core cultivators attacked together, Lin Xiaofei found that he couldn't hurt them at all. Moreover, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been hit.
At the same time, several Golden Core cultivators were standing behind Duan Feifan.
If they all attack together, they will be in trouble in this small space on the first floor.
Without hesitation, Lin Xiaofei took a step forward, his body soaring into the air, quickly flying away through the huge gap in the third floor.
"Fellow disciples, why aren't you making a move?"
Seeing this, Duan Feifan shouted to the disciples of the Lingxiang Sect behind him, and leaped after them.
Lu Zhenhong waved his hand, and a cursed sword shot swiftly towards Lin Xiaofei, who was fleeing.
Lin Xiaofei took a step into the air and leaped away, dodging a streak of red sword energy that flew towards him.
Rumble!
The sword energy flashed by and struck the roof of the third floor. In an instant, the top of Drunken Wind Pavilion exploded and collapsed, with wooden fragments flying everywhere.
Suddenly, Zuifeng Tower collapsed, burying Duan Feifan and his companions.
Lin Xiaofei leaped onto the roof of a house, stopped, and turned to look.
Seeing that he had distanced himself from Duan Feifan and the other Golden Core cultivators, he knew that as long as he wasn't surrounded by a group of Golden Core cultivators, he would be invincible.
Therefore, given the speed of his Divine Speed Technique, Duan Feifan had no way to deal with him.
"Lin Xiaofei, where are you going?"
boom!
Duan Feifan broke through the collapsed Zuifeng Tower, and seeing that Lin Xiaofei had not left, he shouted and rushed up.
Following closely behind, several Golden Core cultivators broke through the Drunken Wind Tower and soared into the air.
Master Yuan Hao of the Yan Hong Dao Sect and Master Yi of Bai Xue Peak also caught up. However, they were not there to kill Lin Xiaofei, but to watch the show.
In fact, Master Yuanhao also wanted to make a move, since Lin Xiaofei had stolen his supernatural powers and magic weapons at Iron Sword Manor, which had been a source of resentment for him ever since.
However, he was shocked when he saw Lin Xiaofei's speed.
Master Yuanhao speculated that Lin Xiaofei had not only successfully mastered the Divine Speed Technique of Iron Sword Manor, but had also reached a very high level.
Therefore, he knew that even if he rushed up, he would probably have a hard time catching up with Lin Xiaofei, let alone killing him, so he did not plan to make a move.
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