The breath was spitting on Sun Haiyang's neck, and he was instantly creepy because he didn't notice how Lu Feng came behind him.

It was not until now that he realized that the so-called advantage just now was that the other party stopped. Even if he was consecrating the third realm, this person was far superior to them.

However, this situation did not make him admit defeat, but instead aroused the cruelty in his heart, just as if the other party was a monster.

His elbow joint was pushed back hard, and the wind power above him was like two sharp knives, which directly hit Lu Feng's chest.

He had given up all his defenses and planned to die with the other party this time.

But there was no feeling of piercing in. Because he used too much force and had no focus, Sun Haiyang's arms made a crisp sound and his muscles torn.

"Be careful ahead!"

Chang Yi reminded him decisively.

In fact, without reminding the other party, Sun Haiyang also saw Lu Feng.

The other two people cannot attack at this angle, unless Sun Haiyang is also included in the attack range.

At this time, Sun Haiyang's elbows were still heading behind, the front door was wide open, and the entire front was exposed to Lu Feng without any warning.

There was an additional sword in Lu Feng's hand at some point. He took a blank expression and directly stabbed into the other party's heart.

Because the sword was too fast, it was white before it penetrated, and the tip of the sword that emerged from the back was also white.

Then, Lu Feng drew his sword, and the opponent's blood flew in the direction of collecting the sword.

"Foshan Palm!"

A palm print was pressed down at this time. Even at this time, the opportunity for the remaining two people to do it was very delicate, both when Lu Feng had exhausted his old power and had not yet released his new power.

This short moment is not something that a person who has experienced a lot of battle cannot judge, nor can he grasp.

However, they didn't know that the mental method Lu Feng practiced was brought by the holy weapon. In the special adjustment bureau, there was no so-called holy weapon at all. To be more precise, they were not qualified to be exposed to this level.

The advanced mental method makes Lu Feng's aura longer and his power is even more continuous.

It’s not that they made a wrong judgment, but that they have not fought with someone like Lu Feng.

And this slight mistake is enough to lead to the final failure.

Lu Feng waved two swords into the air, and their attacks were directly penetrated, and then two sword energy shot into their hearts.

The severe stinging pain made the two of them almost speechless, kneeling on the ground, covering their blood-spraying chests.

All this seems to be very slow, but in fact, it is only one or two seconds for ordinary people.

Not to mention ordinary monks, even the Wuming Taoist priest did not react. When they wanted to take action, the three of them had already fallen to the ground.

The scene was as silent as death. Three people were hit at the same time, and they were all in their hearts. When they thought of this, everyone was trembling and had a bad premonition that the storm was about to come.

"Instructor Lu, you actually killed someone in the special agency. Don't you know that no matter how much hatred you have, you can't kill someone in the special agency?"

"You can seriously injure them, you can traumatize them, but once you kill someone, you can wait for the judgment of the Judicial Department!" Taoist Wuming said sternly. For some reason, Lu Feng actually saw the gloating in his eyes.

Lu Feng looked at the long sword in his hand, then smiled and said, "Who said they were dead? Each of my three swords, each of them, is one centimeter away from their hearts, and avoids important blood vessels. Didn't Wuming Instructor see that? They are not dead."

Sun Haiyang originally thought he would die, but apart from severe pain and dizziness caused by excessive bleeding, he did not feel dead.

What a terrifying control power this is. In such a fierce duel, he can still hurt people without killing them.

This young man is too powerful.

Before Lu Feng took action, many people were speculating on the other party's true strength, and many people were doubting it.

After all, there was a precedent before. A monk mistakenly took an extremely precious spiritual medicine, and thus broke through to the Grandmaster realm within a few days.

But in addition to improving his cultivation, the intensity of spiritual energy has become terrible. In terms of real combat power, that person is even inferior to most cultivators in the Conscious Realm.

In combat, without absolute crushing, it is not only about cultivation, but also about qualities in all aspects.

The voice of the Wuming Taoist priest stopped abruptly, and his face was in a complicated state.

"However, after you reminded me that as long as I don't die, I can do anything." Lu Feng smiled.

As if he noticed the sense of crisis, Sun Haiyang tried hard to move away, but he was still slow.

His left calf was slashed down with a sword.

"Lu Feng, do you dare?!" Wuming Taoist shouted angrily.

"Does Wuming Taoist want to take action? Then get an application first, otherwise, if you take action now, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules?"

"They haven't given up yet." Lu Feng's calm voice was like a demon.

Chang Yi and Hongren changed color one after another, but before they could say the word "sacrifice" and saw one of their calfs leaving their bodies.

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Chapter completed!