Since he was going to fight, Feng Lin planned to prepare in advance this time.
At least now, when fighting with Li Hentian, he is no longer as passive as before.
He has killed all the masters of the ninth level. Li Hentian, who has just entered the eighth level, has the ability to fight beyond the level.
At most, they are ninth-level people like Zhuo Lie.
Feng Lin will have fun with him this time.
But before that, Feng Lin needs to study the formation here.
About ten minutes later, Feng Lin felt another breath.
He looked up and found it was Ji Guangling.
"Good guy, I thought you were dead."
Ji Guangling appeared next to Feng Lin with his trouser pockets inserted and a smile on his face.
"Can't die."
Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling, "Aren't you worried about being trapped in such a ruins? You are smiling so happily."
"What are you worried about? It's not like you haven't experienced it before."
Ji Guangling smiled and picked his ears, "How is your research going?"
"The formation here is very thick. Even if this formation is destroyed, there should be a more powerful formation."
Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling and first told him what Wen Wuquan had said before.
Whether it's true or false, at least you have to understand it in your heart.
"I see, I have seen similar formations like this in ancient books."
Ji Guangling said with a smile, "It seems that you know a lot of people. That ninth-level Jiuli tribe didn't do anything to you."
"He should have something to do with Wen Mo in my family, and he owes me a favor."
Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.
"Come on, hit me."
Ji Guangling opened his arms and said, "As long as we fight and bleed, we will have another chance to meet again."
"It seems like what I thought, the formation is always a tool, not a person, and cannot see through people's hearts."
Feng Lin looked at Ji Guangling and took out the scalpel, "Don't worry, old man, I can be precise and only put out a drop of blood."
"Don't play such little tricks, just hit him casually."
Ji Guangling smiled and said, "It's okay."
"But... okay! Then I'm here!"
Feng Lin knew that he could not waste any more time.
He burst out with energy and punched Ji Guangling in the chest.
boom!
Ji Guangling remained motionless.
The ground shook violently, and the surrounding trees were blown around by the air wave.
"Fuck! Are you tickling me?"
Ji Guangling cursed secretly, "You're not qualified to show mercy to me or use all your strength, just because you're a kid."
"good!"
Feng Lin exploded to the limit of the third level of Dacheng and punched Ji Guangling in front of him.
boom!
The land beneath Feng Lin and Ji Guangling's feet collapsed in an instant.
Ji Guangling's body also flew out.
But after ten meters, he stopped and landed on the ground.
The buttons of his floral shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his strong body without even a red mark on it.
Ji Guangling said helplessly: "Stop using your fists and use a knife."
"Old man, why is your skin so thick!"
Feng Lin rolled his eyes. The blow just now was full force in normal state.
"When you reach the ninth level, you will understand."
Ji Guangling sighed.
Maybe no one knows why a person who likes to fight turned into a person who loves music.
After Ji Guangling entered the ninth level, his strength could no longer improve and he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep.
He doesn't like to be idle, he needs to find other things to do to pass the time.
So, he began to improve himself in other ways.
He was studying swordsmanship at Lan Tianhe's side.
After practicing for a few years, I found that I was not suitable.
Finally, he found a pastime that suited him.
Exercise.
He likes to fight, and his physical body is already very strong, but he also finds ways to continuously improve his physique.
Since entering the ninth level, I have hardly been idle and have been practicing for decades.
But ten years ago, something strange happened to his body, and he always felt a little heavy.
At first, I thought I had reached an old age.
But I met Fengchen one time and found out after he checked.
My body is already at the limit of its current state.
To put it simply, his body is so strong that even a ninth-level man cannot carry him.
Unless you can enter sublimation.
If you continue to practice like this, you will break the balance and become a small horse pulling a large cart.
It was from then on that Ji Guangling began to change his hobbies.
Gradually, he changed from a martial artist to an artist who plays music.
Feng Lin had no choice but to take out his scalpel and slash it twice in front of Ji Guangling.
Brush! Brush!
Two intertwined blood lines suddenly appeared, and then blood slowly appeared.
The blood slowly flowed down to the eight-pack abs.
"good."
Ji Guangling looked down at the wound and said softly: "You have to be careful. If I had known the formation here earlier, I should have killed Li Hentian just now."
"Have you met him?" Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Well, there were three of us just now. In addition to me and Li Hentian, there was also a merchant boat from the Tongshang clan."
Ji Guangling shook his head, "I was too worried about you at the time, so I didn't take action."
"It's okay. I don't like ordinary eighth-level people. I can deal with him mercilessly."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Guangling's figure gradually disappeared.
Feng Lin continued to study the formation here. Not long after, a breath appeared from not far away.
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.
It was Li Hentian who came.
"Feng Lin, I didn't expect to meet here."
Li Hentian showed a faint smile, "This time, you must die."
Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in and asked calmly: "Li Hentian, why did you kill me? I didn't provoke you, did I?"
"Do you know why the Jiuli tribe became this field?"
Li Hentian asked with a gloomy look, "Let me tell you! There is a gap among the masters of the Jiuli clan."
"That has nothing to do with me." Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"It really has nothing to do with you, but it has something to do with the descendants of Yan and Huang and the Yin Yang Crusaders."
"How do you think this fault was formed? The geniuses of our Jiuli tribe have always been the targets of your obliteration."
"When the genius dies, the old master will die sooner or later. Without a successor, how can the Jiuli clan survive?"
"In the end, our dignified Jiuli tribe was reduced to a level that can't even compare to a third-rate organization. This is a shame!"
…
Li Hentian's brows flashed with flame marks, and he walked towards Feng Lin step by step.
He continued: "You are a genius. Ji Guangling will die of old age sooner or later. If you die, there will be a gap in Yanhuang. For the sake of the Jiuli tribe, I must kill you!"
"The Jiuli tribe and the Yanhuang tribe can obviously coexist." Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.
"Haha! You laughed so hard. You ruined us like this and started talking about coexistence. We were fighting against each other back then. Why didn't you talk about coexistence?"
The mark between Li Hentian's eyebrows suddenly burst into flames. He opened his mouth and roared, "Mysterious truth! The body of the devil!"
Boom!
Qi Jin erupted from all around his body, and flames shot out from his mouth.
Then, his eyes flashed with fire.
Click!
His body became stronger, and his muscles easily broke through the suit he was wearing.