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Chapter 705 Nightmare Is White

Click!

Feng Lin's long sword struck Yan Nong's hand.

In an instant, the earth and stone armor outside Yan Nong's palm fell into pieces.

The inside of the broken armor was mixed with blood.

Yan Nong's entire palm became bloody and bloody.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Yan Nong retreated violently. He looked at his hand and saw that it was not broken, but the bones inside were shattered.

When Feng Lin waved his weapon just now, the energy that exploded was the realm of divine orifice.

Why is it so powerful?

"Is this... a formation?"

Meng Changsheng was shocked. What level of formation master could he be able to inscribe such a powerful offensive formation on his sword?

Suddenly, he remembered the Tomb of the Three Kings that Feng Lin had mentioned before.

Could it be that this kid is holding the legendary famous sword, Ganjiang or Moye?

Feng Lin was also surprised by this formation. He didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Come on, let me show you how fluorescent I am."

Behind Feng Lin, a black smoke cloak appeared.

The cloak wrapped around Feng Lin, gradually covering his body.

Behind him, a ball of red and blue flames appeared.

Whoosh!

Feng Lin took one step forward and appeared in front of Yan Nong in the blink of an eye.

"It's your sword!"

Yan Nong also noticed this and immediately removed his armor.

Although the earth and stone armor will increase the defense a lot, the speed will be correspondingly slower.

Since it's because of this sword, it's fine as long as Feng Lin doesn't attack.

Black symbols continued to spread across his face.

Finally, his entire face was covered with black symbols.

The strength in his body is getting stronger and stronger.

"Boy, be careful. What you have to face next is a battle at the true Dacheng realm."

Meng Changsheng took out his pipe and looked into the distance with a smile.

"I have long been ready!"

Just as Feng Lin was about to attack, he suddenly found that the ground beneath his feet began to shake violently.

brush!

A spike of earth and stone emerged from the ground, targeting Feng Lin's feet.

Feng Lin immediately dodged away, but before he landed, several earth and stone spikes popped out from where he landed.

Swish!

Not only were the spikes under my feet, but black spikes also appeared in the air.

Block all the ways to Feng Lin.

"die!"

Yan Nong sneered and clenched his fist hard at Feng Lin.

Swish, brush, brush!

Feng Lin spun in mid-air, waving his sword very magnificently.

Bang bang bang!

The surrounding earth and stone spikes and the black spikes in the air were all shattered.

Feng Lin landed firmly on the ground, shook his wrist, and made a sword flower.

"Little tricks."

Feng Lin walked towards Yan Nong again.

"Sure enough, it's because of this sword. If I know the reason, I can prescribe the right medicine."

Yan Nong jumped towards Feng Lin.

He slapped it out with one palm.

Rumble!

The air around Feng Lin suddenly shook and rushed toward Feng Lin.

boom!

Feng Lin was shocked and flew backwards.

"As expected! Only range attacks can restrain you!"

Yan Nong sneered again and again, finally finding this boy's weakness.

However, the long sword in his hand is a treasure and must be obtained.

Facing indiscriminate range attacks, Feng Lin was indeed no match and could only avoid them through divine counterattacks.

However, Yan Nong is at the fourth level of Dacheng, and his understanding of combat is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

He kept trying to distance himself from Feng Lin and started a war of attrition.

As soon as Feng Lin came close, he would immediately avoid him without caring about his face.

Feng Lin made several sneak attacks in succession, but without success.

He couldn't help but regret a little. If he had known better, he would not have attacked his hand in the first place and would have directly shattered his head.

Whoosh!

A black shadow fell next to Meng Changsheng.

Feng Lin teleported over instantly, put his arm on Meng Changsheng's shoulders, and breathed a few times, "Grandma, I can't beat the second master."

"Isn't this nonsense? At the peak of the fourth level, you can fight with him for such a long time, which is already very good."

Meng Changsheng shook his head gently. He said this because he didn't want to make Feng Lin proud.

In the middle stage of tempering, after fighting against the fourth level peak for so long, no one would believe it.

As expected of Feng Chen's son, this family is simply a freak, and they don't know what to eat when they grow up.

Yan Nong didn't give Feng Lin a chance to breathe and immediately attacked here.

"Second Master, can you beat me?"

Feng Lin doesn't have much Qi left now. If the second master can't defeat him, he will save some for running away.

If Er Ye can beat him, then he can just use it to the limit.

"You can't beat it for now. If you use it at a higher intensity, you'll be almost there." Meng Changsheng said calmly.

"good!"

Feng Lin held up his long sword and rushed over again.

Yan Nong was really annoyed by this flying bug.

If it reaches the fifth level, just give it compressed air to fix it.

If he were at the sixth level of Dacheng, he would directly explode and kill this kid.

The high-intensity range attacks consume a lot of his Qi.

Facing the cripple in the distance, his winning rate began to decline.

brush!

A black shadow flew directly in front of Yan Nong.

Yan Nong immediately retreated.

"behind!"

Feng Lin roared angrily.

Just as Yan Nong was about to evacuate to the side, four figures attacked him from all sides.

Whoosh!

Yan Nong immediately jumped into the air.

"So! You can only jump!"

Feng Lin, who was above his head, was struck down with a sword.

Yan Nong's expression changed and he unleashed his energy to the limit.

Boom!

Feng Lin was struck by this force like thunder, sweeping across the sky.

Terrifying vibrations swept through the entire ruins.

Feng Lin was thrown away directly, his body was shaken violently, and he fell next to Meng Changsheng with a thud.

"Damn it! It was almost."

Feng Lin supported himself with his long sword and got up from the ground.

"That's enough. With your current level, you can make the other party unexpected. It's already pretty good."

Meng Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.

With Feng Lin's talent, as long as he steps into the realm of Dacheng, he will never move forward.

It can even surpass his father's record. At the first level of Dacheng, he can kill the fourth level of Dacheng.

"Second Master, is that okay?" Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.

"about there."

Meng Changsheng walked a few steps forward on crutches, "It's time for me to fight you."

"Hmph! I've been paying attention to you, and I still have enough energy to fight you. Even if I can't kill you, I can easily escape."

Yan Nong narrowed his eyes into a straight line.

He's just a cripple, I don't believe he can catch up with me.

Meng Changsheng smiled and glanced at Feng Lin, "Go out, I'm afraid he will take the opportunity to attack you and distract me."

"Okay! Second master, be careful."

Feng Lin immediately ran outside the ruins.

"bring it on."

Meng Changsheng held on to his crutches, smiling and twitching his fingers at Yan Nong.

"Why don't you come?"

Yan Nong stopped where he was and tried to calm himself.

"I'm doing it for your own good. If I came first, you might not even have a chance to take action."

Meng Changsheng's crutch hit the ground hard, and his whole body was enveloped in golden light.

The light became brighter and brighter, like the sun at noon, turning into white light.

"Did you know? Nightmares are actually white."

Meng Changsheng's murmuring voice sounded in Yan Nong's ears.

Yan Nong's eyes were wide open, and cold sweat instantly swept over his body.




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