Facing Wen Duo's offensive, Lin Xiaodong did not change his expression. After saying something coldly, he gently raised his hand and waved it. His own spiritual power drove the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensed the wind and waves, and pushed towards Wen Duo like an overwhelming force! Wen Duo said that
If he had enough strength to withstand such a fierce attack, he would be lifted up on the spot and fall to the outside of the martial arts training ground like a kite with its string cut off.
It hit the ground hard, without making a sound, and not knowing whether it was dead or alive! Everyone was shocked, and even some timid people took a few steps back in fear.
It took the three members of the Zhao family a long time to recover from the shock, and they rushed towards Wen Duo screaming.
After yelling and shaking, Wen Duo was finally shaken to wake up.
This kid was so lucky that he didn't die.
However, the injury was very serious. Without half a year of cultivation, there is no hope of recovery! Seeing that Wen Duo was still alive, the three members of the Zhao family breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Duo was their family's hope of entering the world of cultivation, and the three of them did not want it to end like this.
"How did he become so powerful?"
Even a cultivator can be knocked away with a wave of his hand, so... is he a more powerful cultivator?"
Zhao Xiaofei collapsed and sat on the ground, looking at Lin Xiaodong with an expression of disbelief on her face.
She gradually discovered that the more she got to know Lin Xiaodong, the more mysterious and powerful he became.
She always felt that she and Lin Xiaodong were not from the same world, but now it seemed that this was indeed the case. However, Lin Xiaodong was obviously in a higher world than her.
And she was just an inconspicuous speck of dust in the ordinary world! This sense of powerlessness and insignificance made her extremely disappointed, and she even had the urge to give up on herself and want to die.
"Don't be discouraged, Xiao Fei, that boy Lin Xiaodong has provoked the entire hall of celebrities and is definitely dead.
There are so many monks in the Hall of Celebrities, one person can drown him with just one spit of spit.
Just wait and see, he will soon die in the hands of the monks of the Hall of Fame!"
Seeing Zhao Xiaofei's frustrated expression, Li Mei quickly comforted her.
"But I always feel that he will win the final victory. Looking at his calm look, it doesn't look like he will lose!"
At this moment, Zhao Xiaofei really didn't dare to look down on Lin Xiaodong anymore.
Every time she looked down on Lin Xiaodong, she would always be slapped in the face by Lin Xiaodong's actions, which made her despair.
"That kid is showing off, we just have to wait and see, he will definitely kill him on the spot! There is no way the Hall of Fame will spare him!"
Zhao Mingyi was filled with hatred, hugging the dying Wen Duo, and gritted his teeth.
Lin Xiaodong showed great strength as soon as he took action, and everyone in the Hall of Fame did not dare to underestimate him at this time.
"All the disciples listen to my order and activate the spell together for me, one person at a time, and kill him instantly!"
Qi Heng did not intend to attack personally yet, but shouted orders to his disciples.
The disciples reacted immediately, pinched their fingers, chanted spells and drew charms, and activated the spells.
Lin Xiaodong didn't move at all, just standing there, watching the performance of these disciples with a sneer on his face! It didn't take long for the disciples to form their spells and hit Lin Xiaodong together.
They were all small spells. In Lin Xiaodong's eyes, they were like bubbles hitting his body, and he couldn't even feel it.
He put up a defensive shield, folded his hands in front of his chest, and just let these little spells hit him.
There was a "crackling" sound, and thousands of spells came one after another.
Turn the entire martial arts training ground into a fireworks show, with all kinds of colors and it's very beautiful.
Lin Xiaodong, who was under attack, was covered by layers of small spells, and even his figure could not be seen.
"Look, daughter, I told you, that kid is dead, now you will believe me, right?"
Li Mei looked proud and pointed at the place where Lin Xiaodong was.
"That kid is looking for death. He dares to come to the Hall of Fame alone to cause trouble. He is so stupid!"
Zhao Ming's face was full of gloating, and he was obviously very happy to see Lin Xiaodong die tragically on the spot.
Zhao Xiaofei's mood was very complicated. Seeing Lin Xiaodong being drowned by a spell, she also felt that Lin Xiaodong was dead this time, but she just couldn't be happy and was even a little sad. There was always a trace of emotion for Lin Xiaodong that she couldn't let go of.
! "The cultivators are so powerful. These spells are probably more powerful than the hail of bullets. That kid would have been turned into dregs if he just stood there, right?"
Zhao Minghao envied the monks who knew magic, so he started daydreaming on the spot, hoping to join the Hall of Fame and become a monk who could move the wind and rain! "It's hard not to die, let alone a living person, even if you let go for a while,
If you pile iron on top, it will be blasted to pieces now."
Li Mei said with great certainty.
"Stop attacking!"
Qi Heng felt that he was almost done, raised his hands and shouted.
The disciples immediately stopped their spell offensive. The smoke in the center of the training ground was gradually dispersing! When the smoke became thinner and thinner, everyone was shocked to find that a figure was still standing there, motionless! "Why?
possible?
Is he still alive?"
"No way, is that kid an Iron Man?
Didn't the pair blow him to death?"
Zhao Ming and Li Mei opened their mouths and said in surprise.
Zhao Xiaofei's eyes widened with a hint of surprise on her face.
The disciples of the Hall of Celebrities all had their eyes widened, wanting to confirm immediately whether Lin Xiaodong was dead or not! Qi Heng had a gloomy look on his face, knowing that the situation was not good. If Lin Xiaodong was really bombed to death, how could it be possible?
Still standing still! When the smoke cleared and all the truth was revealed, the whole audience was shocked and speechless.
Lin Xiaodong is not only still alive, but also unscathed and with a smile on his face.
"With your little attack power, you can't even break through a defensive shield, so you want to kill me?
You are so naive!"
Lin Xiaodong grinned, as if nothing was wrong. Now he is a golden elixir stage monk. He can use the aura of heaven and earth to act as a defense. If he can't stop the small spells of these low-level monks, then he is a fake!
"We were fooled. This kid is definitely not a monk in the Qi training stage. He must be at a very high level, so that he can block our spells!"
"So what, even if he is a monk in the concentration stage, he will still die in the hands of the master."
"We are no match for him, the leader and the elders must deal with him!"
The disciples of the Hall of Celebrities were afraid and retreated, planning to leave the arduous task of defeating Lin Xiaodong to the master and elders! Qi Heng had no choice, he had to fight this battle.
"The elders listen to the order and attack with me to kill this kid!"
Qi Heng roared, first took out a magic weapon, and took the lead in rushing towards Lin Xiaodong.
If everyone is surrounded, melee combat is more effective. Spells will slow down the pace. Qi Heng knows the reason!