"Shibeng, don't get me wrong, did you see that big beard? I want to kill him!"
Jincheng pointed at Feng Lin and said.
"That's great! Our enemies are in the same group!"
Shibeng also relaxed a little.
Yanzong is very strong, but there is still a big gap compared to Sun Clan.
If Jincheng really wants to protect him, Shi Beng can at most say a few harsh words, but in the end he can only let it go.
"Fourth child, why did they kill you?"
Feng Lin let go of Sikong Jin and asked with a smile.
"I entered the first door. There was a cliff in front of me, and there seemed to be a spirit-breaking formation under the cliff. They saw that I was only at the seventh level, so they asked me to die."
Sikong glanced at Feng Lin closely and explained plainly.
"Hahaha! We are all the same."
Feng Lin smiled and hugged Sikong Jin's shoulders, "We haven't fought together for a long time. Let's cooperate and see if we are unfamiliar."
"good!"
Purple light emitted from Sikong Jin's body, and one person attacked in the direction of five perfect ninth levels.
There were many people around, all watching the battle.
A Dacheng seventh-level person facing five perfect ninth-level people is looking for death in the eyes of most people.
But they were already shocked just now.
At first, no one was optimistic about Sikong Jin, and everyone thought that he would definitely die.
But a seventh-level person really withstood three ninth-level attacks, and was even more brave than them.
Feng Lin took a deep breath, and red and blue flames wrapped around his body.
Whoosh!
Feng Lin followed closely behind Sikong Jin.
On the night of death, Feng Lin and Sikong Jin worked together perfectly.
Sikong Jin acted as the front row, while Feng Lin acted as a sneak attack.
The two seem to have a good understanding and can cooperate to the extreme.
In layman's terms, Feng Lin's attack can hit the enemy by grazing Sikong Jin's neck without harming him at all.
"I don't know how high the world is, but you don't take me seriously at all!"
Jincheng sneered again and again, a seventh-level man dared to be presumptuous in front of him, "Sunset!"
His figure flickered, and the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked.
Above the sky, the wind and clouds are rising, and the golden energy is floating high in the sky, like rays of light gathering towards the Golden City.
A sun-like golden ball of light condensed in an instant.
boom!
Along with the rolling pressure, the ball of light fell from the sky.
Even before it hit the ground, the ground below began to collapse.
The terrifying pressure makes it impossible for ordinary ninth-level masters to move at all.
Shi Beng looked up at such terrifying pressure and said, "Retreat!"
This is the only thing he can do. In reality, unlike the game, teammates cannot cause damage to each other.
In a huge area-wide attack like Jincheng, Shibeng would definitely be seriously injured if he stayed here.
Seeing the others disperse, Sikong Jin's eyes emitted a dazzling purple light.
The black hair on the back gradually floated up, and the top also flashed purple.
boom!
The ground beneath his feet was torn apart, and pieces of purple light curtains flew out from Sikong Jin's body.
The purple light curtain, like a huge square glass, rotates towards the sky.
The attack pattern of these light curtains is not linear.
Instead, it rotates irregularly from all directions.
Boo hoo hoo…
The purple light curtain is like a huge blade, cutting into the light ball.
Buzz!
The ball of light exploded in the sky before it even hit the ground.
"Don't be so absorbed, we are two people."
Feng Lin's voice sounded like a ghost, behind another Perfect Ninth Level Sun Tribe.
As he spoke, the long sword in Feng Lin's hand had pierced his heart from behind.
The strong man lowered his head and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Fuck! You sneak attack!"
He roared, and terrifying energy surged from his body.
"Edge sword!"
Feng Lin's long sword pierced his body, flashing white light.
Swish, brush, brush...
Countless strands of sword energy, as thin as cicada wings, were released from the sword.
The ninth level in front of him was killed on the spot.
Yan Zong and others standing in the distance all opened their eyes in disbelief.
None of them knew how Feng Lin came close to the perfect ninth level of the Sun Clan without any sound.
If Feng Lin wanted to kill them, it might be the same.
"A sneak attack in a life-and-death battle is a compliment in my opinion, because my attack is beyond your expectations!"
Feng Lin took back his long sword and swung it hard, and the blood stains on it were thrown away.
He knelt down and took off the space ring.
Then he stood up and turned around to look at Shi Beng and the others.
At the same time, the light balls in the sky scattered and exploded.
The golden light instantly enveloped everything around him.
Feng Lin did not look back, letting the golden light swallow him up.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
Shi Beng looked at the scattered golden light and ordered a few people around him to run into the palace.
He has given up fighting.
The treasure was not found, and he was unwilling to confront these people head-on.
Besides, the ninth level of perfection is the master of combat power in the alien land.
The sublimated realm of great forces usually does not take action.
The two people in front of them killed the perfect ninth level of the Sun Clan, and they would definitely be retaliated by the Sun Clan and die.
There is no need for Shi Beng to use his sect's masters to waste time here.
Feng Lin found Shi Beng and others escaping, but he didn't bother to chase them.
There are so many ninth-level perfections, and I really have to fight them to the death.
The ones who suffered must be Feng Lin and Sikong Jin.
The two of them worked together to fight Jincheng, and he felt it was just right.
Feng Lin used his divine reflex to pass through the golden light and appeared in front of Jincheng.
Slash him continuously.
The sword energy of the sharp sword is like a densely packed net.
But Jincheng, as a genius and one of the successors of the Sun Clan, has already reached the ninth level of perfection.
He formed a claw with one hand and grabbed the sword energy with all his strength.
Click!
A big golden hand holds these sword energies.
Jincheng clenched his fist hard, but found that these sword energies were extremely tough.
He only crushed half of it.
"Crush it for me!"
Jincheng was furious, and the golden light on his body further increased.
At this moment, Sikong Jin appeared behind Jincheng.
Jincheng turned his head quickly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and the gold on his body turned into a barrier, wrapping him up.
boom!
Sikong Jin's fist hit the barrier.
The purple light in his eyes suddenly burst out.
Boom!
The barrier suddenly collapsed.
Buzz!
Feng Lin used Divine Rebellion and passed through the barrier directly, arriving in front of Jincheng.
"What?"
Jincheng's heart sank, and the golden light in his eyes erupted like sparks, "Sun Armor!"
The armor he was wearing flashed with golden patterns like a circuit board.
"Array?" Feng Lin was shocked.
Click!
His sword of light passed in front of the heart of Jincheng.
He found that the opponent's armor had a few runes dimmed, but it was not broken.
What was supposed to be a sure-kill blow actually missed.
boom!
Although Feng Lin's attack had no effect, Sikong Jin behind him had already broken the barrier.
The terrifying power gathered in his fist and punched Jincheng on the back of the head.
Jincheng's pupils trembled like an earthquake, and his body fell from the sky to the ground.
The land below was torn apart in an instant.
Along with a golden beam of light, Jincheng jumped out of the ground again.
He was covering his neck, and blood was already flowing from the corners of his mouth and forehead.
Jincheng looked up at the two of them in the sky, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Without saying a harsh word, he turned around and ran away from the ruins.
Sikong Jin was just about to give chase.
Feng Lin caught him and said, "No, don't chase the poor bandits. Let's go to the palace first to find the treasure."