"After today, this name will definitely have a more profound impression in your memory than the Shushan Sword Sect."
Lin Feng's tone was understated, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
But in the ears of Shushan sword cultivators, it was undoubtedly extremely harsh.
The short and fat elder sneered and said: "Your Excellency is too boastful. Even Taixu Guan has no guts to boast about this Haikou in front of me, Shushan."
Lin Feng smiled slightly, said nothing more, and looked towards the sky on the other side.
Miao Shihao behind him also made the same move, with an expression on his face that looked like a smile but not a smile.
In the distant sky, the clouds suddenly dispersed, and a breath of extreme cold came, biting to the bone, almost freezing everyone present.
An icy blue cloud carried a group of people down from the sky and approached Lin Feng and the others.
On the clouds, a group of people dressed in red were the Honglan Sect monks who had previously had conflicts with Lin Feng and Yue Hongyan.
Among this group of red-robed monks, there was a young man in red robes, staring at Yue Hongyan with a malicious face.
But he didn't dare to make the slightest move and stood respectfully behind a group of people in white.
These monks dressed in white obviously have a sense of superiority in front of the monks of the Honglan Sect, and their cultivation level is indeed higher than that of their companions in red.
In particular, there was an old man in white, with terrifying mana fluctuations all over his body, and he was about to tear the void apart. He was obviously a great monk who had formed the Nascent Soul.
The biting cold air was emanating from his body, and he didn't make any movement. Just standing there caused the temperature of the entire Shazhou City to drop a lot.
Shazhou City is located on the edge of the desert. Although it is already autumn, the temperature is still extremely hot.
And this old man in white slightly released his mana, causing the whole city to go from midsummer to cold winter.
Lin Feng could guess without even looking that this person must be the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Yu family. Moreover, the Taoist method he practiced should be the Xuan Ming Jue passed down from the Yu family.
The young man in red robe stared at Lin Feng and Yue Hongyan, and said to the old man in white: "Sixth uncle, these two people, after I reported my name to the Yu family, they still didn't stop, but they beat them even harder."
The name of this old man in white is Yu Wanfeng. He is a very senior member of the Yu family and is the sixth uncle of the current head of the Yu family. The young man in red robe also calls him "sixth uncle".
Yu Wanfeng glanced at Lin Feng and Yue Hongyan, then turned to look at the young man in red robe, and said coldly: "This is what you are talking about, a pretty boy who eats soft food. A mortal with no cultivation at all?"
The young man in red robe was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes widened and no sound came out of his mouth.
At this time, he also saw Lin Feng standing with his feet in the void, purple energy rippling around his body, and even holding up Yue Hongyan, who was in the middle stage of foundation building and could not stand in the void.
Where is this mortal with no cultivation at all?
Being able to stand in the void is an ability that, at worst, is only available to monks at the Golden Core stage.
The young man in red robe was suddenly speechless, and looked at Lin Feng with a look full of resentment: "Tell me, you know that your magic power is far superior to that beauty, but you don't do anything, don't even say a word, just leave that
The beauties in the middle stage of foundation building can beat a dozen of us at a time, are you considered a man?"
Well, although it is true that the beauty in the middle stage of foundation building is really capable of beating a dozen of them at a time, and even beat them away first.
But the young man in red robe still had a lot of resentment in his heart: "He was obviously a tiger, but he pretended to be a cat, which made me lose my place in front of my sixth uncle. The good impression I had spent so much money on before is all gone now!"
Although Yu Wanfeng was dissatisfied with the red-robed young man, he didn't care. He glanced sideways at Lin Feng and Yue Hongyan: "The Honglan Sect is also considered a subordinate of my Yu family. If you dare to mess with my Yu family, you will have to pay the price."
As he spoke, Yu Wanfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The infinite cold energy suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant hand, grabbing Lin Feng and Yue Hongyan head-on.
"Here he comes." Lin Feng sneered in his heart, he could just use him to test the quality of the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
"How can it be so easy to touch my friends in front of me?" Miao Shihao beside him suddenly laughed sweetly: "I have received your Tianyi Zhenshui, and I haven't even asked for anything in return. Now I will do it for you.
Next up."
As he spoke, he held up an orchid finger in his right hand and pointed it in the air at the cold giant hand that Yu Wanfeng had grabbed.
In mid-air, waves of light suddenly flashed, and several rays of light outlined a perfect diamond shape in the air.
The diamond-shaped pattern flashed with a faint light, like a mirror without a frame, reflecting the giant hand of cold air coming from the mountains.
The mirror surface suddenly shook like water waves, and a giant cold hand stretched out from the mirror. The size, shape, mana intensity, and cold breath were all exactly the same as Yu Wanfeng's giant cold hand!
Just like real things, just like the reflection in the mirror, it's just that at this moment, the reflection in the mirror changes from virtual to real, and becomes something real.
"Copy? No, it's mapping, or reflection." Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw it.
Two identical giant cold hands clapped together and exploded, filling the air with cold air and turning into a cloud of ice mist in the air.
"Returning to Light Realm?!" Yu Wanfeng's expression changed, he looked at Miao Shihao's appearance carefully, and blurted out: "Jinghua Zhenjun, Miao Shihao?"
Miao Shihao smiled slightly: "That's me."
Yu Wanfeng's face was gloomy, he stared at Miao Shihao, and his tone of voice was cold and almost icy: "Miao Shihao, it is hard-earned for me to respect you for your cultivation. Now that you turn around and leave, I will pretend that what just happened never happened."
"Otherwise, you are only at the early stage of a Yuanying. Do you really think you can withstand my Yu family's anger? Don't end up dying!"
Miao Shihao smiled casually and said: "It's so scary. It really scared me to death."
He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. The focus of his vision was a little blurry, and his eyes were like a dream: "A person's life is nothing more than a mirror, even if he cultivates immortality, one day he will turn around and become empty. You can't escape the catastrophe of life and death."
, and can you escape the annihilation of heaven and earth?"
"In this case, life and death, what is there to be afraid of, and what is there to care about?"
Yu Wanfeng nodded slowly, his face as dark as water: "Okay, in that case, I will send you to reincarnation now!"
He put his palms together and pressed the magic formula, and an ice-blue water ball suddenly appeared in front of him.
A thick cold air emerged from the water ball. The temperature in the surrounding space instantly dropped a lot.
There were actually snowflakes floating in the sky!
Lin Feng looked at the water ball and his pupils shrank slightly. Rather than saying it was water, it would be more appropriate to say it was an ice cube. It was no longer a liquid, but a solid like ice soul.
One of the six true waters between heaven and earth. The extremely cold Xuanming True Water!
Yu Wanfeng opened his palms again, and the Xuanming True Water in front of him suddenly surged and rolled towards Miao Shihao.
Suddenly, the world in front of him turned into an icy blue. This Xuanming True Water could even freeze space. Surrounded by it, Miao Shihao couldn't even break through the space and escape.
"So, brother Shihao, I hate the cold." Miao Shihao sighed softly, still holding the orchid finger with his right hand, pointing towards the Xuanming Zhenshui in front of him.
A white flower appeared in front of Xuanming Zhenshui, with a total of four petals. It was shaped like a cross star, and the white petals were flashing with pink brilliance.
When this seemingly frail and delicate flower landed on the Xuanming Zhenshui, the petals suddenly fell apart, and a brilliant brilliance spread out in front of everyone.
The beauty of a moment, the eternity of a moment.
From the flower blooming to the flower falling, it only takes a short moment, like a shooting star across the sky, but it blooms with the most dazzling brilliance.
At this moment, the icy blue color of Xuanming Zhenshui disappeared, and the entire Shazhou City was filled with pink-white light.
The light came and went as quickly as it came. The pink light dissipated and the flowers had disappeared. Also missing was Yu Wanfeng's powerful Xuan Ming Zhen Shui.
"Excellent Epiphyllum!" Yu Wanfeng looked at Miao Shihao and said through gritted teeth.
Miao Shihao smiled charmingly and did not answer. He slightly tilted his gaze towards the sky in the distance: "There are so many people today."
Lin Feng's gaze also looked into the distance. There, a condensed sword light broke through the void and arrived in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light has arrived in front of everyone. This sword light is only three feet long, but the brilliant sword intent condensed in it is a thousand times more powerful than the sword formation formed by Bai Zhen and the other four people.
That sword intention is like a road to the sky, overcoming all difficulties, overcoming thorns and thorns, all the way up to the nine heavens.
When they arrived in front of Lin Feng and others, the three-foot-long sword light suddenly unfolded and instantly turned into a clear avenue of light, spreading in mid-air.
There was a group of people standing on Qingguang Avenue. One person was leading the group. He looked like a middle-aged man, dressed in flowing green clothes, with a blue silk ribbon around his waist fluttering in the wind. He was extremely charming.
When Bai Zhen and others saw the middle-aged man, their expressions suddenly changed: "Tiao Tianjun, Yang Tonghui!"
When Yang Tonghui arrived at the scene, he didn't say anything. He reached out and grabbed Fu Shuo, who was lying on the ground.
Seeing Yang Tonghui, Fu Shuo's body suddenly trembled like chaff: "Master...Master, I..."
"Where's the Ninth-Level Tongtian Grass?" Yang Tonghui didn't talk nonsense at all and got straight to the point. Fu Shuo trembled all over and pointed at the little one who was standing behind Lin Feng with a sad face.
Lin Feng smiled faintly: "My disciple stole the elixir and prepared it to be presented to the Shushan Sword Sect. My disciple accidentally learned about it and robbed the elixir. Now is the time for it to be returned to its original owner."
He turned to look at the little one. Although the little one was reluctant, he did not dare to act coquettishly in front of the master in front of outsiders, so he could only obediently offer the ninth-level Babel Grass.
The little guy's heart was bleeding: "If I had known earlier, I would have chewed a piece first before talking."
Yang Tonghui took the ninth-level Tongtiancao and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for this fellow Taoist. I don't know what you call me?"
Lin Feng smiled lightly and said: "I am the master of Xuanmen, Lin Feng."
Yang Tonghui nodded: "I will meet with fellow Taoist Lin later."
He turned to look at Bai Zhen and the others, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
Bai Zhen's mouth was bitter, and he clasped his fists and said: "Tao Tianzhen, please be more careful. We have just learned about this. Your family and I are both members of the Nine Heavens Sword Alliance. How could we, Shushan, do anything to allow our allies to betray our family?"
Where are the disciples who left?"
Yang Tonghui nodded and said lukewarmly: "That's the best."
Bai Zhen and the others could only break their teeth and swallow them. In Shazhou City, they were already the highest-cultivated people in the Shushan Sword Sect. Even if they wanted to settle the score afterwards, they had to contact the Yuan Ying ancestor of their sect first.
"Let's go." Bai Zhen winked at each other and was about to leave. As for Fu Shuo, his master caught him and had no choice but to give up.
As soon as they turned around, Lin Feng's voice sounded from behind.
"You have bullied this disciple, and you want to leave now?"