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121. You are fair, not enough weight

Liu Xudong put his hands together and made a magic formula.

In an instant, strong winds blew up, flying sand and rocks covered the sky and the sun.

Exclamations came from the crowd: "Feng Shen Sect's Flowing Wind and Flying Sand Technique!"

Except for Li Chenxi, the other two monks in the early stages of foundation building looked at each other, and one of them shouted: "Let me break you!"

As he shouted, mana surged all over this man's body, and he almost stood up half tall. The muscles exposed outside his clothes were beating violently, full of explosive power. He was actually a monk who practiced physical martial arts and supernatural powers.

He rushed into the coverage area of ​​Liu Xudong's Flowing Wind and Flying Sand Technique, and his vision suddenly turned black and yellow, while strong winds and sand blasts kept hitting his body.

"My body is strong and I can resist his spells and rush through this sandstorm. Once I get close, even if he is in the middle stage of foundation building, he will not be able to withstand my iron fist." The monk made up his mind and walked straight forward.

Rush away.

But he soon felt something was wrong. He had already rushed at least several hundred meters, but he still had not passed through the sandstorm.

Next, he discovered a fact that frightened him. No matter which direction he walked, no matter how far he walked in the same direction, he was always within the coverage of the sandstorm.

No matter how he walked, he just couldn't get out.

However, the power of the wind and sand was getting stronger and stronger. Under the long-term attack, his body could hardly hold on!

Liu Xudong laughed loudly outside: "My Flowing Wind and Sand Technique is not good at attacking power, but as long as you enter my sandstorm, you can't even think of getting out alive!"

The other monks who had not stepped into the sandstorm turned pale. Another monk in the team who was in the early stage of foundation building shouted: "Don't be too proud. As long as I don't enter your sandstorm, you can't do anything to me."

He pinched the magic formula and poured all his magic power into the earth beneath his feet.

The ground in front of the monk immediately cracked inch by inch, and the earth and rocks turned up with a roar, like an earthquake.

Under the gaze of everyone, a giant of earth and stone, nearly ten meters tall, with broad arms and round waist, rose up from the ground in front of him!

The earth and stone giant raised its head to the sky and let out a silent roar. Although there was no sound, the powerful magic power shook the souls of the Qi Practitioners.

With a silent roar, the earth and stone giant rushed towards Liu Xudong. The earth and rocks all over his body were tilted, creating a deep hole with each step. His momentum was astonishing.

Liu Xudong was tall and thin, but he became a tiny creature in front of this behemoth that was more than ten meters tall.

But Liu Xudong didn't care about the earth and stone giants and snorted disdainfully.

But before he could speak, Qin Tao on the side laughed first and said: "This should be mine."

As he spoke, a black hurricane appeared in front of him, spinning around Qin Tao.

The fat on Qin Tao's fat face kept trembling, and he said with a ferocious smile: "My spiral wind does not have as many twists and turns as Li Xiang and Liu Xudong, so I will give you a pleasure directly!"

The black hurricane was like a black dragon, roaring towards the earth and stone giant.

During the flight, the black hurricane twisted violently and advanced in a spiral shape. The top point revealed an artistic conception of indestructible and terrifying power.

Qin Tao's spell that spiraled through the earth's wind hit the earth and stone giant like a drill. It kept spinning and drilled in like a rock, smashing the earth and stone giant into pieces!

The ten-meter-tall earth and stone giant collapsed suddenly and turned into rubble and dirt.

The early-stage foundation-building monk who controlled the earth and stone giant screamed, feeling a splitting headache, and fell to his knees.

Although the spiraling wind did not attack him directly, it suddenly dispersed the mana integrated into the earth and stone giant and broke his spell. The mana was generated from the soul, which immediately shocked the man's soul.

Yang Qing and the monks on Li Chenxi's side all looked ashen.

Regardless of their cultivation level or the power of their spells, their side was completely defeated by their opponent.

A look of fear appeared on Li Chenxi's face. He gritted his teeth and took out a small black ball from his storage bag, and smashed it against Li Xiang's Thousand Feather Scale Wall.

Yang Qing's eyes lit up: "Thunderbolt?"

The Thunderbolt is a one-time consumption magic weapon that can only be used once. After it is emitted, billowing thunder bursts out to attack the enemy.

The attack power of any expendable magical weapon like this is very astonishing. Li Chenxi's Thunderbolt is as powerful as the attack of a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. It is her treasure. If the situation is not critical, Li Chenxi will never use it.

Others also had some hope in their hearts. As long as they could break through Li Xiang's Thousand Feather Wind Scale Wall and tear a gap in the encirclement, they would have hope of breaking out and escaping.

Thunderbolts fell on the Thousand Feathers Wind Scale Wall, the lightning exploded, and the rolling thunder continuously impacted the Thousand Feathers Wind Scales Wall, blowing it to the point of collapse.

But before Li Chenxi and others could smile, a desperate scene happened.

Li Xiang sneered, and the magic formula changed. Thousands of wind blades that formed the Thousand Feathers Wind Scale Wall exploded at this moment, and the wind blades flew all over the sky, tearing the lightning of Thunderbolt into pieces!

The Thousand Feathers Wind Scale Wall previously only played a defensive role, but at this moment it suddenly turned from defense to offense, revealing its true fangs.

The overwhelming wind blades filled people's vision and turned into a storm representing death, hitting everyone head and face.

Li Chenxi was the first to bear the brunt. Countless blood marks appeared on his body and he fell to the ground.

The other monks struggled to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of thousands of wind blades. Those with low cultivation levels were cut into several pieces by the wind blades, which was extremely miserable.

After finally weathering this storm, everyone present was in a state of embarrassment and covered with bruises.

At this moment, Liu Xudong laughed loudly, and a figure was thrown out of the sandstorm caused by the Flowing Wind and Flying Sand Technique. It was the martial arts monk who broke into the sandstorm before.

Although he was not dead yet, his body was already riddled with holes by sand, gravel and strong wind, making him miserable.

Our three strongest foundation-building monks were all seriously injured and completely lost their ability to resist.

Everyone's hearts are shrouded in the cloud of despair.

Someone yelled: "This is the northern foothills of Kunlun Mountain. You Feng Shen Sect people came here to kill people. Do you think that none of our many sects in the northern foothills will stand up for justice?"

Qin Tao and the other three looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.

"Justice?" Qin Tao raised his hands and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you think anyone here can deliver the news alive? You want justice, okay, I'll give you, my fists, my magic power, it's justice!

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After saying that, Qin Tao put his hands together, and another dark tornado circled around him.

"If the power of Dharma is justice, your justice is far from enough."

At this time, a calm and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Qin Tao's laughter.

Qin Tao's eyes flashed fiercely, and Li Xiang and Liu Xudong also looked at the source of the sound with cold eyes.

Including Li Chenxi, who was seriously injured, and even Gao Fan and Huo Yaojun, who were languishing on the ground, everyone's eyes were blankly looking at the young man sitting cross-legged under the tree.

Lin Feng looked calm and sat quietly without any intention of getting up.

Qin Tao took a deep breath, his fat face expressionless: "Oh? Then tell me, what kind of weight is enough?"

Lin Feng smiled leisurely: "For example, I am like this."

Li Chenxi shouted: "You guys, why are you trying to be a hero now? Do you think you didn't die quickly enough?"

Everyone reacted at this time, and they all looked at Lin Feng as if they were crazy.

"He was hiding at the back when we were fighting against the Fire Crow just now. What is he doing out of nowhere now? That's not how you try to be a hero. He's just asking for death."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Isn't it good that he attracts attention for us? Maybe if those three murderers are negligent, we will have a chance to escape."

"That's right, that's right. In this way, he can still make some contribution."

Regardless of everyone's comments, Lin Feng always looked calm and at ease, sitting quietly on the spot with his legs crossed.

Qin Tao sneered: "It's nonsense, I'm here to test your skills and see what capital you have to act like a ghost here!"

Just as Lin Feng was about to speak, he suddenly felt something in his heart, smiled slightly, and simply kept silent.

Not only did Lin Feng not speak, he even closed his eyes and just sat there with his eyes closed to relax.

The whole audience was in an uproar: "What the hell is he doing? Is he closing his eyes and waiting to die?"


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