Dragon Ranking masters, even if they are at the bottom, cannot be matched by these ordinary players or players with first-class strength, not to mention that Ximen Chuixiao is accompanied by more than 30 players who are not weak. These three
Even Ximen Chuixiao himself did not dare to underestimate the combined strength of more than a dozen people.
Of course, for a top ten master like Lin Feng on the Dragon Ranking, let alone more than thirty, even if it were doubled several times, he could easily kill seven in and seven out.
"Ximen Chuixiao, No. 74 on the Dragon Ranking, the number one player of the Huashan Sect Sword Sect!" Lin Feng said casually, and his figure slowly walked out from the crowd of onlookers.
Lin Feng's appearance is actually not bad. If he were ranked in the same way as his strength, he would also be at the Dragon Ranking level. However, it has been reduced by 10% in the game, so it can only be regarded as upper-class. It is easy to find among dozens of people.
, that kind of person who is hard to find among hundreds or thousands of people.
"Huh?" When Ximen played the flute and saw Lin Feng looking carefree and fearless, he frowned, looked at Lin Feng carefully, and then asked sternly, "Boy, what will happen to you if you meddle in other people's business these days?"
It’s uncomfortable, are you sure you want to die?”
As a master of the Dragon Ranking, Ximen is not useless at playing the flute. He still has some basic eyesight. Since the other party dares to make such confident verbal taunts even though he knows his identity, he relies on nothing more than his own strength or his behind-the-scenes knowledge.
The power of the opponent, and judging from the current situation, the opponent is alone, so his strength must not be bad, otherwise, being so rash will be asking for death.
Ximen Chuixiao is a Sword Sect player of the Huashan Sect, so his perception is much worse than that of the Air Bender players, and he is incomparable to Lin Feng, so he has no way of feeling the strength of Lin Feng who has restrained his aura.
But even so, Ximen Chuixiao will not lose his prestige in vain. With so many people present, if word spreads, Ximen Chuixiao, the top player of Huashan Sword Sect, a top player on the Dragon List, will be ridiculed by an unknown boy
In order to show his kindness, Ximen Chuixiao's prestige accumulated in the past two months has been wasted on making wedding clothes for others.
"Haha, you don't want to die. At least with your level of playing the flute, you can't kill me! What's more, even if you are willing to play the flute, I won't. My taste is very normal. I believe everyone here will also.
It's normal!" Lin Feng laughed and said, the word "blow flute" appeared frequently in his words, and his voice was particularly loud, as if he was afraid that the players present could not hear him.
"Hmm..." As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers who were originally threatened by Ximen Chuixiao and dared not say a word were once again made to laugh by Lin Feng's words, but Ximen Chuixiao's strength was there.
, everyone also consciously covered their mouths with their hands, trying to prevent laughter from coming out.
"Cao Mu Ma, you are looking for death!" A big man from the Huashan Sect led by Ximen Chuixiao immediately cursed angrily, unsheathed his long sword and attacked Lin Feng directly.
Ximen didn't stop him from playing the flute. He knew his status in the Huashan Sect. These brothers followed him to enjoy the world. They only bullied others. When had you ever been bullied? Even if it was just verbal sarcasm, it would not be tolerated. So
Often, these people can handle it without having to take action themselves. After all, these people are not bad at it.
Of course, Ximen Chuixiao was also a little wary of Lin Feng's appearance, so he allowed his own people to attack Lin Feng, which also had a sense of testing.
"Brother, be careful!" Among the seven Wudang sect members, the man whose strength was second only to that of Ji Tian saw the opponent's powerful sword and dived towards Lin Feng. He couldn't help but exclaimed. At the same time, he exerted force under his feet and rushed out with one hand.
As soon as the sword was raised, the other hand bent its claws, as if to intercept the enemy's sword move with bare hands.
"Little grappler!" Lin Feng saw this and was a little shocked.
As we all know, the small grappling technique is the best technique of the Wudang Sect, which echoes the Shaolin large grappling technique. It is extremely exquisite. Although this person is first-class in strength, he obviously uses a sword, and the Wudang Sect is most famous for Tai Chi swordsmanship and Tai Chi boxing.
and Tai Chi magical skills, so Lin Feng was shocked when he saw this. Although superior martial arts is not as powerful as top martial arts, if a person can successfully practice two superior martial arts at the same time, his strength may be comparable to that of practicing one top martial arts.
A master.
Just like Lin Feng, he possesses two top martial arts, combined with the top internal strength and mental technique "Bingxin Jue", his offensive and defensive movements are not inferior to those masters who practice a peerless martial arts. Xueluo Canjian is a very good one.
verification.
"Since this person dares to capture him with his bare hands, he must have a very good grasping hand, and the opponent's sword skills should also be excellent. Let's see who is stronger and who is weaker!" Lin Feng was moved in his heart, but he had no intention of taking action.
"Huh!" The sword energy roared through the air. When the man saw Lin Feng refusing to dodge, he thought he was dumbfounded by his own sword. He couldn't help but feel smug and laughed, "Haha, you brat, grandpa.
I’ll send you back to the city for free, remember to behave yourself in the future!”
However, just when the attack was about to land on Lin Feng's forehead, the man suddenly felt a strong force coming over him. His wrist felt an inexplicable pain, and the sword's strength suddenly changed, but Lin Feng was surprised to be missed.
"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Qiao used his hand to break the opponent's sword. The man no longer paid attention to the man's reaction, but stepped forward to Lin Feng and asked with concern.
Looking at the Wudang Clan player with a simple and honest face, but a hatred of evil and a chivalrous heart, Lin Feng couldn't help but want to win over him, "With such a character, wouldn't he be the friend he needs?"
"Zifeng, thank you so much for this big brother!" After thinking for a while, Lin Feng reported his name. Since he wants to win over the other party, it is necessary to leave a good impression.
"Brother, I don't dare to take this responsibility. Just call me the God of War. It's me who should be grateful. Of all the players present, you are the only one who is willing to speak out against Ximen Chuixiao. I will remember this sentiment. As long as I don't fall,
I will never let them hurt you!" The man didn't seem to pay too much attention to Lin Feng's nickname, but patted his chest and said, with a simple and honest appearance without losing any heroic spirit. As the name suggests, he has the awe-inspiring aura of a god of war.
Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled without saying a word.
"Zifeng, are you the Zifeng of Tianxiahui?" The Jingtian God of War did not pay attention to the name Zifeng, but Ximen Chuixiao, who had been paying attention to Lin Feng, suddenly exclaimed like an electric shock, and at the same time he felt some lucky expectations in his heart.
He said, "I hope it's just a similar pronunciation, but it doesn't mean it's really him!"
Although Ximen Chuixiao is very confident in his own strength, who is his scoring opponent? Who is Zifeng? He is the eighth master on the Dragon Ranking, not to mention the top ten on the Dragon Ranking, even if he is facing the top thirty on the Dragon Ranking
A master of the flute, Ximen Chuixiao admitted that he could not muster the desire to fight.
