"You have bullied this disciple, and you want to leave now?"
Lin Feng looked at Bai Zhen and others below with a calm expression.
The pudgy elder sneered: "Do you still want to keep us? I have tens of thousands of sword cultivators in Shushan, and if I have one sword per person, you will all turn into dregs."
Lin Feng was not angry when he heard this, smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand flatly forward, and spread his fingers.
Turbulent purple energy suddenly spurted out from Lin Feng's right hand, covering Bai Zhen and other Shushan sword cultivators.
"How brave!" Bai Zhen and others shouted angrily, and they all drew their swords to break Lin Feng's purple energy.
But the purple energy forms an independent space, completely isolating them from the real world outside.
The Shushan sword cultivators were in a trance for a moment, and the next moment they discovered that the sky above their heads, the clouds, the ground beneath their feet, and the running water were all purple, and they seemed to be in a brand new world.
In the distant horizon, a purple sun is rising slowly, casting a purple ray of sunshine on your body, even giving it a warm temperature.
Bai Zhen was horrified. He turned around to look for his companions, but found that all the other people who were around him had disappeared, and he seemed to be the only one left in the world.
Not only Bai Zhen, but all Shushan sword cultivators found themselves alone, trapped in a completely unknown purple world.
In the external real world, both Yang Tonghui and the Tongtian Sword Sect members behind him, as well as the Yu family disciples led by Yu Wanfeng, were all looking at Lin Feng in shock.
Lin Feng stood calmly in the void. Under his body, there was a purple air ball in the shape of a cube. It was square and buckled on the ground, trapping everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect inside.
The interior of the purple cube is divided into independent small spaces, and each space contains a Shushan sword cultivator.
Although looking in from the outside, Yang Tonghui, Yu Wanfeng and others can also see that each independent small space is a small world that exists alone. In the space, there are mountains, rivers, breeze, sun and moon.
"Self-containing the world, creating and transforming all things... Who is this person, who can actually display such magical powers?" Yu Wanfeng was shocked and confused. Lin Feng's technique did not show such amazing and powerful magic power.
But his control over the mysteries of space and his understanding of the beginning of creation and the creation of all things put Yu Wanfeng, a veteran Nascent Soul monk, to shame.
Yang Tonghui stared at Lin Feng, also lost in thought: "The master of Xuanmen, Lin Feng...? It seems that he is a powerful casual cultivator who has been hiding in the world before. Recently, he has been thinking about it, preparing to found a sect and leave behind
The incense has been passed down."
Lin Feng looked at the independent space world constructed by the purple energy and nodded secretly in his heart: "As expected, this spell will only be truly created and perfected after I advance to the middle stage of the Golden Core."
In the small world of the heavens, Lin Feng understood the fourth spell from the Eight Trigrams of the Great Dao of the Heavens. He used his own magic power to isolate space, form the heaven and earth on his own, and transform all things into being.
In this world, Lin Feng is the master.
As long as the enemy is not captured and brought in, as long as he is trapped in the small world of the heavens, even the Nascent Soul monk can only be manipulated and rubbed by Lin Feng.
Yuanshen Da Niu and some Yuanying old monsters with powerful magical powers can escape from the capture of the small world of the heavens, or even if they are trapped in the world, they can quickly escape.
But such ability is obviously not possessed by Bai Zhen and others.
Soon, they discovered something even more horrifying.
"How come my mana realm has been suppressed to the level of only the foundation building stage?" The short and fat elder suddenly exclaimed, noticing the changes in himself.
In Lin Feng's small world of the heavens, his magical powers and cultivation realm were all limited to the foundation building stage.
Just as the pudgy elder was wondering, the world in front of him suddenly flashed with light and shadow. A figure also entered the world.
A child who was only about ten years old, dressed in purple clothes, with his arms exposed, smiled at him. It was the little one.
Lin Feng's voice rang out in the purple space world, as loud as the sky and everywhere.
"My cultivation status and your general knowledge may make it appear that I am bullying my disciples, but you must be taught a lesson for bullying my disciples."
"I am all about fairness when doing things. You just faced four enemies with one, using your Golden Core cultivation level to bully my disciples who are at the Foundation Establishment stage. How happy is that?"
"Now that you are all in the foundation-building stage, let's have another fight. Let's see which one is better, your Shushan swordsmanship, or my Xuanmen Taoism, which is more mysterious."
The pudgy elder was so angry that he was shaking all over: "How dare you humiliate Shushan like this..."
Before he could finish speaking, a strong wind blew in front of him, and the little boy was already beside him. He said with a smile: "Dwarf Winter Melon, where are you focusing your attention?"
After awkwardly dodging the little one's punch, the pudgy elder turned red with anger: "This kid has a demon tiger spirit at the peak of the golden elixir. How can I fight him?"
The little one smiled and said: "So you are afraid of this. Don't worry, since you are already in the foundation building stage, I won't use the Tiger Soul Golden Disc."
He looked up and down at the pudgy elder with a smile: "If you are still afraid, I will let you take action first."
The pudgy elder choked, and his face turned from red to blue with anger, but most of his heart was relieved.
"It doesn't matter if we have the same level of cultivation. We, Shu Mountain, are the number one holy land of swordsmanship in the world. I have been practicing swordsmanship for half my life, and I am far better than your heretics!" The pudgy elder thought of this and shouted angrily: "Jiu!"
The long sword at the waist was unsheathed, turning into a domineering icy sword light and slashing straight at the little one.
The sword light is dazzling, the cold light flashes, and every ray of light it emits is the indestructible sword energy.
Shushan Shaoshang sword!
The short and fat elder looked at the ten-foot-long sword light, but his heart was extremely bitter: "I worked hard to cultivate the sword light of 'ten feet cold', but now it is only 'one foot cold'. Who is this Lin Feng?"
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No matter how frustrated he was, the pudgy elder still cheered up and activated Shao Shang's sword to attack the little boy.
The little one smiled, raised his hands, and the powerful and domineering power of wind and thunder continued to flow, turning into a vortex completely composed of wind and thunder, and smashed the opponent's Shaoshang sword headfirst.
The pudgy elder's expression changed instantly. The little boy used the infinite wind and thunder spell. Even if he was still at the golden elixir level, he had to deal with it carefully.
Now that Lin Feng's mana realm has been suppressed to the foundation-building stage, he is no match for the little ones at all.
It’s so deceiving!
This is the only thought in the pudgy elder's mind at this moment.
Although he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, why can he create attacks that endanger the golden elixir stage monks?
Shaoshang's sword is indeed domineering and sharp, with unparalleled edge, but at this moment it only has the strength of a foot of cold. Facing the infinite wind and thunder pushed to the extreme by the little one, it is like a long sword that is sharp but only two fingers wide and somewhat thick.
We collided head-on with a large hammer weighing dozens of tons!
The sword is indeed a peerless sword, and can even cut the edge of a large hammer.
But this cannot change the huge gap between it and the sledgehammer. The final result is already destined, the sword will be directly smashed into pieces by the sledgehammer!
Outside the purple world, Yang Tonghui and Yu Wanfeng both looked awe-inspiring when they saw this scene.
At this time, when he looked at Lin Feng, his eyes became obviously more solemn.
The self-contained world can easily suppress the enemy's mana in the small world, but it does not suppress it to the end, but precisely controls it to reach its peak in the late stage of foundation building, which is only one step away from the golden elixir.
This kind of control shows that Lin Feng has almost absolute control over the independent small world he created.
With such magical power, unless one has a much higher level of cultivation than Lin Feng, it will be difficult to resist once trapped in a small world.
The problem is that none of them can see through what level of monk Lin Feng is.
The more unknown, the more terrifying it is.
Yu Wanfeng stared closely at the short and fat elder of Shushan in the small world. As one of the three holy places, Shushan's teachings are definitely the best in the vast land of China.
The Shaoshang sword is also one of Shushan's signature magical six-meridian swords, and is famous for its strength and domineering power.
Logically speaking, as a sword cultivator who is good at fighting and killing, the short and fat elder's combat prowess should have few rivals among cultivators of the same level.
At least, Yu Wanfeng asked himself, if he were to fight with a Shushan ancestor who was also at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation like him, he would probably be at a disadvantage. This was after he had cultivated the Xuanming True Water and his strength was far superior to that of his peers.
But just like that, this short and fat elder was defeated by the little one without any room for retaliation.
Even if his cultivation mana is suppressed, he is still at the peak of foundation building, while Xiaodian is only in the middle stage of foundation building!
Just thinking about the difference between them makes Yu Wanfeng feel cold in his heart.
At this moment, when he looked at Lin Feng again, his mood couldn't help but become heavier. He turned around and glared fiercely at the young man in red robe who had complained to him.
The young man in red robe was staring blankly at Lin Feng, his mind in confusion. When he noticed Yu Wanfeng's gaze, he was like a basin of ice water being poured on his head in June, and he almost fell to the ground softly.
Yu Wanfeng looked at Lin Feng, he was conflicted in his heart, and he had the intention to say a few harsh words, but in the end his words changed: "It's a misunderstanding, sorry to bother you."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the ice-blue clouds rolled up the disciples of the Yu family and the Honglan Sect monks, and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Feng smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Very good, when the auction came, there was another actor, but this one came to my door crying and wanting to be in my drama."
He looked unmoved and thought in his mind: "It's almost time to speak."
Sure enough, Yang Tonghui looked at the people of the Shushan Sword Sect in the small world of Zhutian. After pondering for a moment, he raised his hands to Lin Feng: "Lin... Sect Master, they have offended Ling Gaozu regardless of the seriousness and they deserve to be punished, but... I I think they should have been taught a lesson, and I hope they will be merciful."
He paused, turned his hand and took out a porcelain bottle and said: "Here are seven Heaven-reaching Pills, which should be used as a shock to the disciples. Please be kind to Sect Master Lin and let them go."
Lin Feng thought to himself: "I knew you would come out and be this good person. I am waiting for you. Even if you don't speak up, I still can't bear to part with these good actors."