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445 Fire Sacrifice!

"Stupid!! Take action!!"

Long Yachong could not wait any longer. At this moment, he was so angry that Lin Feng's "arrogant" words, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. With a roar, he rushed out first!

"Zheng!!"

A loud sword roar suddenly sounded, and the flying sword that was originally under Long Ya Chong's feet advanced with him at this time. As he waved his sword technique forward, the flying sword shot towards Lin Feng at a faster speed than him!

While Long Ya Chong was acting, the others from Jue Jian Sect moved almost at the same time. The other two Nascent Soul cultivators instantly opened dozens of meters away, formed a triangle with Long Ya Chong, and rushed towards Lin Feng both sides. It seemed that they wanted to encircle him first.

As for the thirteen Golden Pill monks, they were arranged in a scattered manner in front, back, left and right, forming a strange formation. They could not fly in the air without flying swords, but they all took out a flying talisman to stimulate them, allowing themselves to gain temporary floating ability. Then they pinched the sword technique neatly, and their respective flying swords stood up in front of them, but did not shoot out immediately. They stared at Lin Feng with a serious expression, as if they were waiting for the best opportunity to take action.

Besides, Lin Feng, the moment when Long Ya was impulsive, his eyes condensed, and the true energy in his body suddenly stimulated. The purple smelting fire in his hand suddenly exploded. While it expanded wildly, it turned back towards his right hand and wrapped it around his body along his right arm. In just a moment, his whole body was wrapped with purple smelting fire, and his aura also skyrocketed several times at this moment!

——"Three Changes of Zi Yao", the first change, Zi Yao is plagued by you!

Lin Feng has studied this technique many times and simulated it countless times in his mind. At this moment, he really used it, not to mention that the flowing water is free of stagnation, but there is no mistake, and he successfully used it in one go.

Lin Feng once tried to cover the lava fire and strengthen his combat power, but it was like just taking a piece of cloth and simply draped it on his body. The "Purple Flame" cut the cloth into pieces and put it on his body. The two cannot be discussed together at all. At this moment, Lin Feng was almost wrapped in purple molten fire. He only felt that the blood in his body became boiling under the influence of purple molten fire. The purple molten fire on the surface of his body was like a layer of amplification device, which could double the power of the true energy he released. This feeling was really wonderful and comfortable.

He admired the power of the magic in his heart, but Lin Feng's movements were not slow at all. The moment the "Zi Yao entangled" was completed, he stepped into the air with his right foot, leaving a flame footprint in the air, and his whole body rushed towards Long Ya like thunder.

He passed by Long Yachong's flying sword. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng rushed to Long Yachong, and his right fist wrapped in flames blasted towards the other party's face without hesitation!

"What..." "Bang!"

Long Ya glared at his eyes, and the words that came out subconsciously could not be finished. He flew backwards like a broken-line kite, almost flying backwards in front of the group of golden elixir monks, and barely stabilized his body. There was a red fist mark on his face, and even the bridge of his nose seemed to be crooked, and his nose was bleeding, looking quite embarrassed. His eyes were full of disbelief. Lin Feng's speed was completely beyond his expectations, causing him to not only fail to change the offensive of the flying sword, but he didn't even have time to dodge. Fortunately, there was still the true energy to protect his body, otherwise this punch alone might have blown his head.

Since the Golden Elixir Stage, Long Yachong has never experienced this feeling of being beaten like an ordinary person fighting. He can't help but have doubts about the information about Lin Feng he has - is it that the other party actually a "physical cultivation"?!

The so-called physical cultivation refers to cultivators who focus on body refining. This type of cultivator is relatively rare, and it is difficult to show advantages in the early stage. However, if you can achieve body refining, it is very terrifying. The physical body alone can burst out extremely powerful power, take over magic weapons, resist magic tricks, etc., which can make the enemy unable to grasp the rhythm of the battle at all. It is a very troublesome type of cultivator.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

After Lin Feng punched Fei Longya, he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind from both sides at the same time. However, two other Nascent Soul cultivators saw that Longya Chong was in trouble and launched an attack in advance. Two flying swords attacked from left to right, with sword energy imminent.

His figure suddenly stopped, Lin Feng gave up chasing Long Ya and formed several seals like lightning. His figure shook slightly, instantly turning into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight, and eight, the same "Lin Feng" that did not even have any difference in breath appeared in front of everyone in Juejian Sect.

"Hmph! A little trick of carving insects!!" The white-haired old man on the ninth level of the Nascent Soul flashed in his eyes, then he snorted coldly, and suddenly another sword technique was shot. In the flash, he saw his purple flying sword tremble all over, and it turned out like a clone, and each of them was like a physical body, shooting at the eight "Lin Feng" without falling to the ground, and each target was attacked by two swords.

His intention was obvious - since he couldn't tell which one was true, then he would attack them together!

At the same time, the other Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Jue Sword Sect also used the same magic to differentiate the sword shadow, but his cultivation level was only the second level of the Nascent Soul, and the sword shadows he transformed were only eight, that is, one for each target.

Twenty-four sword shadows with rainbows shot towards the eight figures in the center from all directions. On the other side, Long Yachong, who had recovered, also stared at the field with a fierce look. The flying swords and sword lights beside him were ready to give a fatal blow when Lin Feng's true body showed a flaw. Behind him, the thirteen golden elixir monks were also ready to take action at all times.

However, when everyone was waiting for Lin Feng's illusion to be discovered and revealed their true body, they watched the eight figures all stirred into pieces by twenty-four sword lights, and then turned into green light and dissipated into the air...

"What!!" Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. The next moment, the white-haired old man with the highest cultivation level first reacted. His face suddenly changed, as if he felt something unusual. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the second-level cultivator of the Nascent Soul diagonally opposite, and exclaimed: "Be careful!!"

"Hmm?!" The middle-aged monk trembled all over, instinctively feeling something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but as soon as this thought appeared, he felt a wave of heat coming from behind, and then a heavy force hit his back!

"Click!!!" "Ah!!!"

He even heard the sound of his spine being smashed, his eyes instantly glared out of his eye sockets, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream without control. Then, when his body was about to fly forward due to the huge impact, an iron-like hand suddenly grabbed his neck, pulled him back, and lifted it into the air.

The middle-aged monk's eyes showed endless despair. His face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, his feet were kicking desperately, and he raised his right hand and rushed towards Long Ya on the opposite side. He squeezed out a word from his teeth with difficulty: "Save..."

"Bang!!" The red and purple flames surged out from behind him like big waves, instantly swallowing him...
Chapter completed!
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