"Two senior brothers will raid the formation for me!"
The Supreme Elder who spoke was named Fang Mingjing. He had achieved the realm of Wuzong for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation had already entered the middle stage of Wuzong. At this time, Ling Feng used the Hidden Dragon Breath Condensation Technique to hide his true energy and blood, and his true energy aura showed as
An ordinary martial arts master at the early stage. He was naturally confident in killing Ling Feng. The other two supreme elders, Huang Tenglong and Zou Yan, also nodded and formed a formation for their junior brother.
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said: "Draw your sword, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
Fang Mingjing sneered, feeling ridiculous for Ling Feng's arrogance, and immediately took out the sword from its sheath. The long sword was golden yellow, and it was a magic weapon with Wu earth attribute. Under the stimulation of his true energy, the blade bloomed with a dazzling golden light.
The next moment, his figure suddenly flashed and he slashed at Ling Feng with his sword.
At the same time, a huge yellow lion quietly hallucinated, and a thunderous roar sounded, which activated the divine weapon soul skill. The lion's roar containing divine soul attacks impacted Ling Feng's soul. Not only that, but there was also a fierce roar.
The sword intent cut into Ling Feng's sea of consciousness.
Although Fang Mingjing's skills were "higher" than Ling Feng's, he still went all out, using divine weapon soul skills and sword intent to attack him. If an ordinary middle-level martial arts expert is caught off guard, his soul will inevitably be shaken, and he will be hit by the ensuing long-term consequences.
Cut off the head with a knife.
Fang Mingjing's strategy was not wrong, but his eyesight was too poor. How could a small worm shake a big tree? Ling Feng's expression did not change at all, and his fierce sword intent and domineering lion's roar were all like a cow in the sea. His figure suddenly flashed,
Like a flash of light, it came in an instant, and a move of the White Tiger's Splitting God's Claw hit Fang Mingjing on the top of his head. A generation of strong martial arts masters fell, leaving five bloody holes on his head!
The next moment, a stream of Xuanyin soul power rushed into Fang Mingjing's sea of consciousness, turned into a soul-locking chain, and quietly locked up his martial soul, escorted it back to his own sea of consciousness, and frozen it in the space of Wanjiantu, waiting to be slowly interrogated.
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The head Zou Longjie and all Huang Shamen disciples were shocked!
The Supreme Elder who had been in the world for hundreds of years would die at the hands of an unknown young man, and he was killed instantly with one move!
The ones who were even more shocked were Huang Tenglong and Zou Yan. They were strong men of the Wuzong, and their eyes were far beyond that of ordinary disciples. The skill Ling Feng used to kill Fang Mingjing did not exceed the early stage of the Wuzong, but the speed was too fast.
So much so that they had no time to rescue him. Even Zou Yan, who had the most profound cultivation and had reached the late stage of Wuzong, could not reach this speed!
In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbreakable! Fang Mingjing’s death was not unjust!
Of course, in addition to this, Ling Feng's soul cultivation must not be weak, or he has a soul defense magic weapon!
When they were shocked, the Qiankun ring in Ling Feng's hand also flashed with brilliance, and he took in the magic weapon-level sword that Fang Mingjing had dropped.
Zou Yan and Huang Tenglong looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding in an instant. They took out their swords at the same time, slashed out two golden sword auras, and quickly attacked Ling Feng. Before the sword auras arrived, two sharp saber intents had already penetrated.
Ling Feng.
At the same time, the phantoms of a bull monster and a white elephant monster appeared. Apparently, they activated the divine weapon soul skills at the same time to attack Ling Feng's soul.
Even a fourth-level high-grade soul defense magic weapon can't block the attack of the sword intent and divine weapon soul skills of the two men with all their strength, and they will inevitably fall into the shock of the soul. At that time, no matter how fast Ling Feng's body skills are, he will inevitably
To be defeated at their hands.
However, they still underestimated Ling Feng too much. The two Wu Tu Sword Intentions and the two divine weapon soul skill attacks were frozen by the extremely cold soul power of Xuanshui Wuhun.
Ling Feng's expression remained normal, his body flashed, he appeared behind the two of them, and he took out two palms in an instant.
The body-protecting essence condensed on the backs of the two men was instantly defeated, and the incomparable power invaded their bodies, instantly shattering their hearts.
At the same time, a middle-aged man in yellow clothes with white hair suddenly appeared in the air, slashed with a golden sword in his hand, and a three-foot-long golden sword force slashed down from the top of Ling Feng's head!
In an instant, rubble flew, smoke and dust filled the air, and a deep ravine more than two feet wide opened on the blue brick floor.
Zou Longjie looked at the white-haired middle-aged man and said with surprise: "It's Uncle Sun!"
It turned out that the white-haired middle-aged Sun Hongjun was Sun Hongjun, the eldest disciple of Master Huangsha. He was already over 400 years old. In his impression, this great master had passed away long ago because of the hidden wounds he had suffered in his early years. However, fortunately, this
The uncle is still here and has killed the powerful enemy. Otherwise, the three great elders will die and Huang Shamen's enemies will know about it, and the family will be destroyed immediately!
The other disciples also turned from surprise to joy, finally killing a powerful enemy!
However, Sun Hongjun looked solemn because his soul scan did not find Ling Feng's body.
Immediately, a voice came from behind Sun Hongjun: "Are you looking for me?"
At this time, Ling Feng was still dressed in white, with no trace of blood on his body, a smile on his face, and a calm demeanor. His soul shrouded his whole body, and even powerful enemies within a ten-mile radius could not hide from his senses. They had already discovered Sun Hongjun, but
Pretending to be ignorant, he planned to take the opportunity to kill the other two Supreme Elders first. As for Sun Hongjun's sneak attack, he had already anticipated it. With his peerless lightness skills, he naturally dodged it in an instant, and took advantage of the smoke and dust to separate the souls of Xuanyin.
It turned into two soul-locking chains and captured the martial souls of the two Supreme Elders who were about to escape, and frozen them in the sword formation space of Wanjiantu.
Sun Hongjun's expression changed drastically, he turned around quickly, swung his sword suddenly, fused his martial soul with the divine weapon spirit, and suddenly slashed out an extremely condensed and powerful sword intent. His own cultivation level was already at the peak of the martial arts, and with the fusion of the divine weapon spirit
, this sword intention is already close to the fifth level.
Ling Feng's face was solemn, and he was about to gather the soul power of the six martial souls to resist. At this time, the soul-devouring bead suddenly appeared with a dark brilliance, and suddenly met the sword intent and swallowed it. Ling Feng looked happy, the soul-eating bead finally succeeded
It has been restored. The Soul-devouring Pearl is a fifth-level high-grade soul defense magic weapon. Moreover, this Soul-devouring Pearl has swallowed a large amount of soul power before, and its level has been improved. It is close to the fifth-level top grade, and it has naturally swallowed a sword intent that is close to the early fifth-level.
It's a piece of cake.
The next moment, Sun Hongjun swung his sword to attack, only to find that Ling Feng had suddenly disappeared. He turned around hurriedly, preparing to swipe his sword to retreat from the enemy, but it was still too late.
The Han Jiao Sword at Ling Feng's waist suddenly unsheathed, and with a quick slash, his head was cut off. The last strongman of Huang Shamen's martial arts sect fell!
At this time, Ling Feng felt the scorching air flow emerge again, and the strength of his physical body and the fire energy in his body increased rapidly. It was obvious that the overflowing essence value was added to the Golden Body of Fire, which increased the strength of the fire energy and physical body.
Zou Longjie's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Sun Hongjun would die so easily under Ling Feng's sword, so he said loudly: "All disciples, come down the mountain immediately!"
He knew that he was being targeted by Ling Feng and could never run away. He only hoped to leave the inheritance seeds of Huangshamen and rebuild Huangshamen one day.
Needless to say, many inner sect and true disciples already felt that something was not good, so they used Qing Kung one after another and hurriedly went down the mountain.
At the same time, a ray of yellow light rushed out from Sun Hongjun's sea of consciousness, preparing to take advantage of the chaos to escape.
Ling Feng smiled faintly, and the Xuanyin soul was unsheathed, turning into a black energy and chasing after it quickly, then transformed into a black soul chain, tied it tightly, and dragged it back to the sea of his own consciousness, leaving it to be slowly interrogated.
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As for the ordinary Huang Shamen disciples, Ling Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them. He just stared at the few fastest true disciples and left a soul mark on them with his soul power, ready to track them at any time.
Then, Ling Feng began to pick up the loot, including four Sumeru bracelets, three divine weapon-level swords, and four Wuzong corpses, all of which were frozen with ice essence and collected into the Qiankun Ring.
At this time, he looked at Zou Longjie and said, "Now we can talk!"