At this moment, Lin Feng, who had not heard An Lushan's words, broke into the encirclement of those people. He was already familiar with the Divine Path's techniques. Although it seemed a bit troublesome, it was actually just a little troublesome.
These Zoroastrian believers spread strange ripples of flame around Lin Feng. After spinning rapidly, the ripples formed some unknown and strange shape, and then suddenly fell into Lin Feng's will, attempting to convert him into a Zoroastrian believer.
Seeing this, An Lushan couldn't help but sneer. To actually send this flame from another land directly into his heart—wasn't that just asking for trouble...?
However, the sneer did not last long. Standing in the flames, Lin Feng suddenly grasped something and traced the source of these believers' power from their faith.
"Strange Flame - Crimson Lotus Karmic Flame"
This is the flame of the Battle Through the Heavens!
Could it be that the Zoroastrianism is backed by the Yan Clan, one of the eight ancient clans?
As Saint Tang devours the world and advances, it will inevitably become an enemy of the other side. As a result, the other side will inevitably plant some spies in Saint Tang.
Regardless of the circumstances, Lin Feng seized the flame of faith and, no matter how the opponent attacked, his unwavering will easily extinguished it before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng slightly clenched his fist, and a lingering flame leaped from his hand, flying uncontrollably toward An Lushan.
"Oh? The Red Lotus Karmic Fire is on you?"
Lin Feng's voice was like ice water drenching An Lushan's soul. Yan Zhenqing, standing to the side, twitched his brow and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
How could he not understand this scene? The person behind the Zoroastrianism was actually An Lushan.
Could he be the messenger?
An Lushan lowered his head in displeasure at being exposed, but as Yan Zhenqing's cold glint gradually approached, he unexpectedly laughed: "The Fire Worship Sect is a major threat to my Mangshan Northern Road. In order to find them completely, I had no choice but to learn their techniques."
"Yeah?"
Lin Feng offered no comment, only making a brief remark.
Could it be that he really intends to help Yuan Tiangang eliminate the hidden dangers within his own family?
But at that very moment, a voice quietly came: "Huang Chao and I are old friends. If you can suppress Yan Zhenqing, I will definitely help you kill him. After it is done, the Zoroastrian followers will be at your disposal!"
"The Zoroastrian Holy Messenger, Holy Word Messenger, and Holy Missionary Envoy shall arrive immediately!"
Hearing this voice, Lin Feng couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Kill Yan Zhenqing? Putting aside whether he could actually do it, afterward, not only Yuan Tiangang, but even Li Shimin would have to step in.
Making a big scene doesn't mean causing a fatal incident.
The significance of the cavalry's conquest of Chang'an goes far beyond simply taking control.
As Yan Zhenqing approached An Lushan, he revealed a touch of majesty and said loudly, "Inspector An, I would like to trouble you to stop him."
"Yes, Lord Yan!"
An Lushan's heart tightened, but his face showed no displeasure. He pulled out a one-legged bronze figure and unleashed a boundless wave of fire at Lin Feng.
The one-legged bronze figure is a humanoid heavy weapon, its gender indiscernible. The hands in the sculpture's arms are making a strange gesture, from which strange fire snakes flow and coil around its body, eventually turning into a burst of flame at its head.
Lin Feng drew his demonic blade to parry for a moment, and while retreating, he quickly began to think.
He hadn't expected Yuan Tiangang to send An Lushan and Yan Zhenqing. Yan Zhenqing and Luo Binwang were not to be trifled with, not only because of the majesty of the Holy Tang Dynasty, but also because if he killed them, Yuan Tiangang wouldn't need to say a word; countless friends, students, and fans would come to kill him.
As for An Lushan... he cannot be killed immediately. At least the people hiding by this lake must be forced out before any action is taken.
As soon as he finished thinking, Lin Feng's gaze sharpened, and a barely perceptible killing intent quietly flowed through him.
Yan Zhenqing felt a chill run down his spine as he suddenly saw a huge pupil emerging from behind Lin Feng.
Upon witnessing this, An Lushan was overjoyed. The unicorn bronze figure in his hand was immediately cleaved in two by Lin Feng's axe blade, and then easily knocked away by the demonic hand that had been captured.
Immediately afterwards, the Nine Demon Stars, engulfed in black flames, unleashed their demonic light, enveloping Yan Zhenqing.
"According to the laws of the Holy Tang Dynasty, those who disrespect this law shall be punished with five degrees of flogging!"
The powerful characters were written in the air, and a bamboo board made of countless golden lights and engraved with Tang laws appeared behind Lin Feng and lashed down at him.
Snap!
A sound of pain, originating from the depths of his soul, reappeared. The marks left on his body were like sculpted marks, constantly seeping into him with the meaning of suffering.
But how could such pain stop him?
"Lord Yan, be careful!"
An Lushan's belated voice startled Yan Zhenqing awake. He saw a dragon claw emerge from nowhere, grasping a huge cone-shaped weapon, and fall towards him.
A blade falling from the sky!
Suddenly, a wisp of ink swept out, transforming into a scene of artistic conception. It carried Yan Zhenqing, who turned into several birds, soaring past lone clouds and dodging the attack of the falling blade.
My spirits soar beyond the lone cloud, my heart fades away with the returning bird.
However, before he could catch his breath, Lin Feng appeared behind him, lifted up the layers of swirling Nine Vortexes, and with a single claw, shattered the artistic conception, sending him flying onto the lake surface.
boom!
The lake surface was blasted open by the remaining impact, and Yan Zhenqing floated amidst the spray of water. As his aura fluctuated, he looked solemnly at the nine demon stars that had fully bloomed in the sky above.
"According to the laws of the Holy Tang Dynasty, any foreign tribe, whether internal or external, that dares to raise troops shall be executed!"
With a single word of "slash," all surrounding sounds vanished. The might of the Holy Tang Dynasty was fully mobilized, and countless golden rays gathered above his head, transforming into a gigantic axe that cleaved towards the Nine Demon Stars.
This is the law of the Holy Tang Dynasty, the will of the Holy Tang Dynasty, an unparalleled power that no one can resist, and a transcendent rule that everyone recognizes!
Rebels should be executed!
But just then, a moment after the axe blade struck, three furtive figures appeared on the lake. Each of them flicked out a spark, which, together with An Lushan who had come to protect them, engulfed a raging fire resembling a lotus platform.
An Lushan!
"You were indeed harboring malicious intentions!"
"Lord Yan, I am truly sorry, but I am no match for you. Whether I wish to advance my official rank or improve my cultivation, I cannot tolerate any leniency."
The one-legged bronze figure in An Lushan's hand emitted increasingly intense flames, and a black and white lotus platform was born from the fire, reflecting an indescribable radiance, locking Yan Zhenqing in a fiery prison.
In the cage, Yan Zhenqing wielded his brush with vigorous strokes of ink. These characters, far sharper than a blade, were instantly swallowed by flames and disappeared into the invisible depths of the fire.
"The Sacred Altar of the Zoroastrian Cult, you are the true leader of the Zoroastrian Cult?"
Yan Zhenqing was shocked. They had suspected anyone in the world, but they had never suspected An Lushan!
"Not really, hahaha, I just happened to capture their Holy Master and steal that person's talent, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to become the leader of the Zoroastrian Church."
An Lushan chuckled calmly. As the flame technique severed the connection between Yan Zhenqing and the Holy Tang, the golden giant axe in the sky dimmed considerably. However, Lin Feng, who continued to pursue from behind, did not stop and continued to bring down the Heavenly Blade.
"you?"
The sudden change prompted An Lushan to hastily step in front of him to block. The flames on the bronze unicorn in his hand flared up in the wind, revealing a ferocious boar-faced beast shape, which bit down on the Fallen Blade.
Click click click click....
The ear-piercing scraping sound only stopped when it got close to Yan Zhenqing, and An Lushan's smile immediately vanished: "What do you want to do?"
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