Looking at Lin Feng's casual expression, Ji Tian and others were really shocked. It was okay for the five of them to team up to deal with Ximen Chuixiao. Their overall strength was almost the same, and the outcome was unpredictable. However, Lin Feng threatened to deal with it alone.
How could this not be shocking to the other thirty-odd players? Without the strength of the top fifty players on the dragon list, it would be impossible to steadily defeat these thirty-odd first-class players, even if most of them have just reached the first-class level.
"Zifeng...are you sure..." Liunian was the first to say concernedly, looking straight at Lin Feng with worry evident.
Lin Feng was a little embarrassed and thought to himself, "What is this? What attracted her to my brother?" He hurriedly assured her, "Don't worry, it's only thirty or so, it's a trivial matter!"
"Hmph, you are talking so loudly even when you are about to die. Brothers, go ahead and kill him!" After hearing that the other party wanted to single out his own group, one person immediately became furious and coldly shouted to his companions, and a group of people responded one after another.
, approaching Lin Feng.
Ximen played the flute and did not make a sound at this moment, but suddenly felt an inexplicable worry, "What's going on? There are less than 60 dragon list masters who have the strength to single-handedly challenge my thirty-something brother. Is it possible that this kid can't do it?"
Is it really Zifeng?”
This cannot be blamed on Ximen Chuixiao's indecisiveness, but on Lin Feng's current performance, which is too pretentious. As we all know, pretentious behavior generally does not appear in masters, and Ximen Chuixiao is precisely unavailable.
We don't know Lin Feng's true identity, so we can only make random guesses.
"That's all, let's see how this kid responds. If he is really Zifeng, I can just leave and return to the sect. Although the five Wudang sect guys are good in strength, they are not qualified to keep me!" Ximen Chuixiao thought in his mind.
Zhong thought for a moment, and by the time he made his decision, no less than ten Huashan faction players had already rushed towards Lin Feng from behind.
"Zifeng, be careful!" Seeing this, Jitian and others were naturally ready to stop him, but Lin Feng smiled and waved his hand, "The target of the five of you is Ximen Flute, I can deal with these little minions!"
"But..." Jingtian War God's simple and honest face revealed an anxious look. Lin Feng felt warm in his heart. Among these five people, Jingtian War God may be the least scheming, but he is the most loyal.
"One minute!" In order not to worry the Jingtian God of War and others, Lin Feng had no choice but to deal with his opponents as quickly as possible.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng suddenly moved, "Whoa!" The figure stepped back crazily. The people who rushed up had no time to react, so Lin Feng's figure blended into the crowd close to the ground. However, at this time, a group of people did not
Because Lin Feng was happy that he had "thrown himself into a trap", some were just filled with horror.
It was at this time that Ximen Chuixiao and the others realized that they were wrong, and how wrong they were. Who else in the world could have such light kung fu and body skills except Zifeng, who was at the height of his fame? Besides,
Even if it wasn't Zifeng, how could he be an ordinary person who could possess such peerless Qinggong? At least Ximen Chuixiao, the most powerful person present besides Lin Feng, thought he had no ability to defeat such a Qinggong master.
In the crowd, Lin Feng seemed to be a turtle in an urn. His toes suddenly touched the ground, and his backward figure suddenly rose. At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly arose, and Lin Feng's figure began to spin. It was the remains of the Wind God's Kick Technique.
Use the strength of your legs to drive the wind and pull the surrounding targets, causing group damage.
"Bang bang bang!!!" The whirlwind carried the shadow of his legs and knocked away all the dozen or so people around Lin Feng. "Whoosh whoosh!!!" white lights kept flashing in the air.
Lin Feng's Fengshen Kick Technique had an attack power of over 6,000 points. The defense and vitality of these top-notch players could not withstand it. Therefore, a dozen players returned to the city for free without any suspense.
"Oh my god, this is Fengshen's kick, he is really Zifeng!" The battle situation suddenly changed, and someone screamed in surprise. The remaining twenty or so Huashan faction players did not dare to step forward, but dispersed.
Run away.
"Haha, since we're here, why bother leaving in such a hurry!" Lin Feng, who killed thirteen first-class players in one move, was standing in mid-air, looking at the twenty or so people who were scattering like birds and beasts, and laughed, "Sacrifice to the sky,
Don’t let Ximen Flute get away!”
Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng disappeared in mid-air and turned into a swift and violent whirlwind rushing in one direction. With Lin Feng's current lightness skill, he could jump a hundred meters in one second, so he was the first to be targeted by Lin Feng.
He was so miserable. As soon as he turned around and prepared to run away, as soon as he lifted his front foot, he was blasted back to the resurrection point in the city by a fierce force.
"Whoa!" Kicked one to death, Lin Feng used his strength and continued to dodge towards the nearest person, "Bang!" It was almost one person per second in front, and even if it reached the ones behind, it only took two or three seconds at most.
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"Bang...bang...bang..." The sounds of impact came one after another, at random intervals. In less than a minute, the twenty or so people running around had all returned to the city free of charge under Lin Feng's swift attack.
"Hiss--" Almost everyone watching the battle held their breath in less than a minute, their eyes widened, and they didn't even dare to blink, for fear of missing the opportunity to see Lin Feng's handsome and heroic appearance.
At this moment, more than thirty people were all lying down, and they dared to breathe, but the first sound was undoubtedly a gasp.
"Oh my god, this is too powerful!" A player exclaimed.
"Not only powerful, this is simply abnormal!" Another one said in shock.
"Shh! Keep your voice down, you want to die!" One person hurriedly made a silence gesture.
"..."
Lin Feng was speechless. Even if the people present spoke softly, as long as Lin Feng was willing, he could still hear it clearly under his ice heart. However, Lin Feng was not the kind of person who didn't like what others said. He just smiled slightly at everyone's exclamations.
The figure flashed and came to Ximen playing the flute.
"Zi... Zifeng, you..." It's not that Ximen Chuixiao never thought of teleporting back to the sect directly, but the five people from Jitian were very smart and pulled Ximen Chuixiao into a fighting state before he could react. At this time, they saw
Zifeng had already neatly dealt with all his brothers, and when he appeared in front of him, Ximen Flute couldn't help but feel frightened. The dignified master of the Dragon Ranking could not help but tremble with fear.
Lin Feng had always scorned such people, so he said coldly, "Ximen plays the flute..."
"Yes!" Ximen Chuixiao responded hurriedly.
Lin Feng was dumbfounded and cursed in his heart, "Brother hasn't finished speaking yet, why are you in such a hurry!"
After a glare, the cold voice continued, "I won't bully you today. In front of so many people here, just have a good fight with the Five Heroes of Wudang!"
"Is it no problem?" Lin Feng's cold expression changed, and he asked with a smile towards the five people offering sacrifices to the sky.
