"This guy is so brave. He dares to talk to the elder like this."

"A madman who doesn't know how to live or die seems to be impatient."

The crowd muttered in their hearts, obviously not expecting that Lin Feng was so bold and questioned the elder of the inner sect.

In the Jiuxiao Continent, the sect is in full swing, and a powerful sect can even control a country, calling for wind and rain. However, within the sect, there is fierce competition and extremely strict level. First, it is the outer disciple, then the inner disciple's core disciple, and then it is the outer elder and inner disciple's elder.

Lin Feng is just an outer disciple, and his status is very different from Mo Ye. It can be said that Mo Ye will live if he wants him to live, and if he wants him to die, he will die.

Mo Xie's heart was extremely cold, and Lin Feng obviously said something he shouldn't have said.

"Hou Qing, what's the crime of contradicting the elders of the sect?" Mo Xie stared at Lin Feng without moving his eyes.

"Author, at the least, expelled from the sect, and at the worst, abolished the cultivation first and then expelled from the sect." How could Hou Qing not understand Mo Xie's meaning? How could he let go of this great opportunity?

"Elder, Hou Qing thought Lin Feng's actions were really a rebellious person. He should abolish his cultivation and expel him from Yunhai Sect."

"No, it's not easy for him to gain cultivation, so keep it, use his arm to destroy him, and then expel him from the sect." Mo Xie said 'magnanimous'.

"So vicious." Lin Feng secretly hated him. He and Mo Ye had no grudges in the past, but the other party convicted him of the crime. No matter what, he would be expelled from the sect. Once he was expelled, he was probably not letting him go. This was obviously what he wanted to live.

In fact, just as Lin Feng expected, this came to him clearly a dead end.

"Martial arts are the most important. Without sufficient strength and talent, even the sect cannot be trusted." Lin Feng's heart is as clear as a mirror. In this world, everything can only be relied on himself. For example, now, the elder of the sect wants to cut off his arm and drive him out of the sect, and he is charged with false crimes.

Lin Feng glanced at Nangong Ling. The sect leader had not spoken yet, and there was still room for recovery in everything.

"Everything depends on strength and talent. Now that I am not strong, I will show my talent." Lin Feng's thoughts were so loud that he would tell the story of the bell and drums.

When all the eight-sided bells and drums rang, the two sect guardians appeared and sent him back in person to cover up their eyes and ears. No matter how stupid Lin Feng was, he understood that the test he passed was not as simple as he thought at the beginning.

At this time, Hou Qing had already arrived in front of Lin Feng and was noticed by countless people. Even the sect and the great elder were watching. Hou Qing was a little nervous and a little excited. This was a good opportunity to show himself.

"Baoshi, you should cut off your own arm. Your strength is too different from me. I don't want to attack you." Hou Qing said arrogantly.

Lin Feng shook his head secretly when he saw Hou Qing shining eyes. His mind was so weak, and the tenth person in the outer sect was just like that.

"Let's take action." Lin Feng pulled out the long sword on his back, held it firmly in his palm, and stood calmly in his heart, calmly.

"Haha, since that's the case, I'll do it." Hou Qing certainly knew that Lin Feng could not break his arm. Just now, he just deliberately belittled Lin Feng and praised him.

"Sui Feng Jue."

With a low shout, Hou Qing's figure disappeared instantly, following the wind technique, moving with the wind, practicing to the extreme, and being as fast as the wind.

"Senior Brother Hou Qing is the tenth master of the outer sect. He has unparalleled light skills and body skills. How can Lin Feng compete with him?"

"This guy can stand so safely and just bring shame to himself."

When the crowd saw Hou Qing's figure fluttering like the wind, bursts of crying came from the crowd. Among the outer disciples, Hou Qing ranked tenth, relying on his light skills. Even those outer disciples who rank ahead of him might not be able to hurt Hou Qing.

Mo Xie saw Hou Qing's body movement and smiled. It seemed that Hou Qing's strength had increased again. He hoped that the sect competition at the beginning of next year could break into the top five outside sects, so that as the master, he would also have face.

As for whether Hou Qing can deal with Lin Feng, Mo Xie didn't consider it at all. He was just the eighth level of Qi Wu Realm, and it was probably impossible to get three moves in Hou Qing's hands.

Among the crowd present, Lin Feng was probably the only one who believed in him. He only saw him holding a sword in one hand, not moving as if he was as elusive as a mountain, looking at Hou Qingshan's elusive figure.

At this moment, a whistling wind blew, shaking Lin Feng's clothes, and his long hair moved with the wind and all floated up. Hou Qing's figure suddenly disappeared at this moment.

"It's over, Senior Brother Hou Qing has such a brilliant light skills."

The battle has not yet begun, and the crowd has made a conclusion.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and quietly felt the sound of the wind, breathing and heartbeat all stopped at this moment, only the keen feeling captured the erratic figure.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly moved, moving with the wind. The trajectory of the sword was light and elegant with the wind.

"Break." A domineering shout came from the sky above Lin Feng's head, and a huge force of oppression followed.

"roll."

Lin Feng poured out a word, the sword light flashed, and then everyone saw blood splashing out.

A harsh wailing sounded throughout the space, and the crowd looked at the scene in front of them incredibly.

Hou Qing failed to hit Lin Feng. He was defeated and was cut off by Lin Feng's simple and casual sword.

"How could Lin Feng do it?" The disciples of the outer sect exclaimed in their hearts, especially those who had heard of Lin Feng's name as a waste. Lin Feng slashed Hou Qing's arm with one sword.

These outer disciples did not see clearly how Lin Feng did it, but those above inner disciples saw it clearly. Lin Feng's sword was like a sword and also like the wind. The sword moved with the wind, as if it was not the sword that cut off Hou Qing's arm, but the wind.

"Is there such a sword technique in the wind? Is Xingchen Pavilion a set of swordsmanship?" Nangong Ling's eyes fluctuated for the first time. Lin Feng's simple sword was so beautiful that it could be called perfect. There was no extra power. The sword followed the wind and the sword broke its arm. Moreover, this was the result of Lin Feng's control. I believe that if Lin Feng wanted Hou Qingming, that sword would be enough.

Of course, Lin Feng had never practiced the martial arts of integrating sword techniques into the wind, but on the cliff, he realized something that everything in the sky sword had power, the sword had sword force, and the wind had wind. He just used that wind to hide the sword in it, just like the sword technique was integrated into the wind, and defeating the enemy with one sword.

"Is it power?" Nangong Ling thought of another possibility, but then he denied this speculation himself. How could Lin Feng understand the power in his Qi Martial Arts?

Not to mention Qiwu Realm, even the strong people in the Lingwu Realm can only understand the slightest momentum. If the strong people in the Qiwu Realm want to take advantage of the power, they cannot comprehend and use the power of the martial soul, but Lin Feng did not even release the martial soul just now.

"This waste has indeed become stronger. No wonder it is so rampant. But to me, the waste is still a waste, and I don't expect to turn over." Lin Qian saw Lin Feng cut off Hou Qing's arm with a sword. She is now a strong man in the Lingwu Realm, and her martial soul has also awakened her natal life. Ice and fire are of the same origin, which is not comparable to Lin Feng's small waste.

Mo Xie's face was very ugly at this moment. He asked Hou Qing to break Lin Feng's arm, but he didn't expect Hou Qing to break his arm by Lin Feng's sword. This undoubtedly slapped him in the face. This boy must die.

Lin Feng didn't care about everyone's eyes at all, his face was still calm, and he put the long sword into the sheath. Lin Feng glanced at Hou Qing who was kneeling on the ground, without any sympathy in his heart.

"The tenth person in the outer sect? I don't want to attack me?" Lin Feng mocked: "I really don't understand what your pride is based on."
Chapter completed!