The sword light was like lightning, crossing the night sky at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and entered the battlefield in an instant, causing everyone's face to change at the same time!

"Fourth brother! Be careful!!!"

Among the four "robbers", the strongest man with the strongest foundation-building Great Perfection cultivation was the first to react. His pupils shrank violently and he let out a hysterical scream.

The little-eyed male cultivator who he called the "Fourth Old" was the one who just spoke ill of filthy words and wanted to taste the taste of the female cultivator of the Golden Pill. He was also the one who attacked the crazyest. At this time, he was grinning and constantly attacking the male cultivator of the Biquan Sect, trying to steal the unconscious female cultivator on the other party's back. Perhaps because he was too focused, he was the last one to react.

"What?!"

Hearing the screams of his companions, the man paused, looked back subconsciously, and then his whole face turned pale.

"Swoosh...swhoosh!!"

This man only had one turn around and had no chance to dodge any more. The sword light came in an instant, piercing through his chest, and then burst out from behind without any obstacles!

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The man instantly froze in place as if he was hit by a fixed curse. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, then endless fear and despair. His jaw trembled and his two rows of teeth clattered. His eyes began to dissipate, and he slowly lowered his head mechanically and looked at his chest.

At his heart, there was an egg-sized hole, but no blood flowed out. Instead, there was a trace of blue smoke, and a burnt smell floated out. The flesh around the hole was burned into coke, which was extremely terrifying.

"Bang!!"

The man maintained this posture and fell back straight. When he landed on the ground, his eyes wide open but had no hope of life. He was already dead!

"The fourth brother! No!"

"Flying Sword!! It's a Flying Sword!!"

"There is a Jindan monk! Run!!"

The dull sound of the man falling to the ground also awakened everyone around him. The other three "robbers" were so scared that they were invisible. Both of them roared in panic, but the "boss" reacted the fastest and immediately issued instructions to escape.

"Don't come over!!! Ah!"

However, at this moment, another scream sounded, and another "robber" on the eighth floor of the foundation building was caught by the flying sword. The golden shield talisman he threw out and the protective true energy he released were simply like paper, and was easily broken by the flying sword. Then a blood hole passed through his throat...

"Senior, please spare me! Senior, please spare me!! I am willing...ah!"

Seeing another companion die in an instant, the purple-robed monk on the ninth floor of the remaining two was full of despair. While rolling and crawling back, he begged for mercy loudly with a crying voice. However, before he finished speaking, the flying sword shot in the air. Like the previous person, his resistance had no effect at all. In the blink of an eye, the flying sword was cut off his head.

Only the last person who built the foundation to achieve great perfection was left. He retreated the fastest and had retreated more than 100 meters at this time. During these breaths, he saw three companions tragically die without any strength to fight back. He was almost desperate in his heart. He turned his head inadvertently and followed the direction of the initial flying sword shooting, and saw Lin Feng on the hillside not far away.

"Ah!! Go and die!"

Perhaps he had been driven crazy by fear and despair, a mad look suddenly flashed in his eyes. With a swaying right hand, a golden magic talisman was added in his hand. His true energy in his body was stirring up, and he was about to stimulate this magic talisman towards Lin Feng in the distance.

"Swish!!Swish!!"

However, as soon as his right hand was lifted, a sound of breaking the wind came from behind him. Then, from the corner of his eyes, he saw a flash of sword light beside him. At the same time, he felt his arms numb, and then he could not feel the existence of the "hand"...

He looked down at a daze, but saw that his right arm had broken as he elbowed. Half of his arm holding the magic talisman fell to the ground with a "splash"...

Then, before he could scream due to the pain of his broken arm, he felt a heat in his throat again. Then he felt his "self" fly up, and his eyes involuntarily "rotate". In a trance, he seemed to scan a headless corpse that slowly fell backwards, and his body seemed to look very familiar...

At the last moment of his life, he finally understood: it was his own body, and the only one who "flyed" was his own head...

"Bang..."

With a light sound, the headless corpse fell to the ground, and then the flying head also rolled to the ground, and the entire battlefield returned to silence at this moment.

“…”

Next to him, the three monks from Biquan Sect looked at everything in front of them in a daze, their brains were a little awkward and they couldn't react for a moment.

Just a moment ago, they thought they would die, and they were even ready to die together. However, less than ten seconds later, the four enemies who had just acted violently at them had already pierced holes in their bodies, and their bodies and heads were all killed by death.

And the only one who dealt with these four evildoers was just a sword...

"Die...all dead! Senior Sister Long... is Fei Jian!! With the help of Senior Jindan!!"

Finally, the petite and melon-faced cultivator with a petite figure and a decade old, took the lead in reacting, staring at the flying sword that was passing by with beautiful eyes, and cheering with some disbelief and extreme surprise.

"Save?"

The beautiful female cultivator named Long, who was called "Senior Sister" by the girl, also came to her senses and said in a daze. Then she loosened her shoulders, as if she had suddenly lost all her strength. She staggered back two steps and almost fell down.

"Senior Sister! What's wrong with you?! Are you injured?!"

The melon-faced female cultivator was shocked and hurriedly rushed to support her senior sister, and asked in a panic.

"No, I was not injured, don't worry, it's just that my true energy has been exhausted..." The female cultivator surnamed Long shook her head slightly, raised her hand to send a back Yuandan into her mouth. The medicine power transformed into the true energy and began to recover quickly. Her face improved a little. In the battle just now, she blocked the attacks of two other people alone, and was also distracted to take care of the weaker junior sister. The consumption can be said to be the largest.

"Brother, are you okay? How are you doing? Master?" The female cultivator surnamed Long turned to look at the male cultivator on the right and asked with concern.

"I'm fine. I didn't let them hurt the master, but the injuries on her body were not optimistic. We must go back to the city to treat it as soon as possible." The male cultivator had a deep bone-sighted wound on his right arm, and his entire right arm was stained with blood, but he seemed to not care at all. While answering, he was carefully placing the female cultivator he was carrying on the ground.

Only then did I see clearly that the female cultivator who was in a coma was a beautiful woman with a face of about thirty years old. Her figure was even plump than the female cultivator named Lu. Even if she fell into a coma, her face turned pale, she still couldn't hide her mature charm.

"Senior Sister Long, Senior Brother Long, the senior who saved us is here!!"

At this time, the cultivator with a melon-faced face raised his eyes and saw Lin Feng walking down the hillside in the distance, and immediately let out a soft voice, looking a little excited.

The brothers and sisters of Long also looked tight, both looked up at Lin Feng, and subconsciously made a warning gesture, but then they realized that this might make the other party dislike. Moreover, if the other party was really malicious, they could not resist at all. They immediately put away their guard and waited for the other party to arrive in a little nervous and awe.

However, since the other party came to help, they thought they would not hurt people like them. Thinking of this, they felt much more relaxed.

...

Lin Feng quickly walked up to a few people. Without waiting for him to speak, the male cultivator surnamed Long took the lead and respectfully faced him and bowed and said, "I am a disciple of Biquan Sect, Long Fei, thank you for helping you, I am very grateful."

"I am a junior disciple of Biquan Sect, Long Xin, has met senior." The gorgeous female cultivator also saluted respectfully.

"My younger generation...My younger generation, Chen Tianyue, a disciple of Biquan Sect... have met seniors." The girl with melon-faced face also saluted with Long Xin, but she seemed a little timid. Perhaps Lin Feng's fierce tricks to kill the enemy just now had scared her.

Seeing the other party's awe-inspiring look, Lin Feng was stunned, and then he realized that the other party regarded him as a Jindan monk. He smiled and said, "Lin Feng, you don't have to do this. I am not a 'senior', nor a Jindan monk. Like you, I am just in the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"ah?"

After Lin Feng said this, Long Fei and others were stunned. They all looked at him incredibly, and were shocked and suspicious. How could they be the foundation-building stage if they could control the flying sword?

After being stunned for a moment, Long Fei suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "Can you... be a person from Juejian Sect?!"
Chapter completed!