The four enemies are all monks with late-stage Jindan cultivation. They are all very powerful, practicing Taoism and magical powers. They are also good at joining forces to attack. The four of them formed a faint formation and worked together to deal with the little one.
The little boy has already used the magical martial arts power of Wind and Thunder, manifesting the body of Wind and Thunder Ghost God. He has also released the spirit of the demon tiger at the peak of the golden elixir stage in the golden tiger soul disk. One person and one tiger cooperate with each other, not falling behind at all.
But what gave him a headache was that in this green mist, his consciousness could not lock onto the opponent. On the contrary, the four opponents seemed not to be affected by the mist.
Whenever the little one's offensive got strong, they would retreat into the mist to temporarily avoid the sharp attack, and then use the fog to hide and attack. If the little one hadn't had the bronze void cauldron in hand, they would have suffered a small loss once.
At this moment, a wave of mana surged in the space. Although it was not strong, it caused the green mist to vibrate violently.
Although the fog did not disperse, its ability to confine the space was instantly weakened.
The little one perked up and said, "Is this spell the master's barrier to the heavens?"
The green mist's ability to confine space disappeared, and naturally it could no longer trap the little one. When the bronze void cauldron vibrated, the little one had rushed out of the mist, letting out a clear whistle like a phoenix.
"It's no longer possible, let's go!" The middle-aged monk in green robe made a prompt decision and gave the order to retreat.
If they could trap the little one in the green mist, they might still be able to assassinate the little one without anyone noticing. But now that the little one has escaped from the trap, there is nothing they can do to capture the little one just by escaping.
What's more, this is not an inaccessible place. Beifeng Sea is not far away. There are hundreds of people attending the Wild Sea Dharma Conference, not to mention Lin Feng and other big shots.
The mist of the middle-aged monk in green robes not only blocked the space, but also isolated the sound. Now that the news was leaked, he did not dare to fight and retreated immediately.
The four Golden Core Stage monks were all wrapped in his green mist, and the group was about to break through the space and fly away into the distance.
The little boy snorted: "Want to leave?" After controlling the bronze void cauldron, he was about to catch up. He had no intention of keeping all five of them by himself. But as long as they were delayed for a while, someone would naturally come to clean up the situation.
But at this moment, a dark cold light suddenly lit up next to him.
At this moment, the hair all over the little boy's body exploded, and a serious sense of crisis suddenly emerged in his heart: "So that's it, this is the real killing move!"
He was an old man dressed in gray cloth. His appearance was extremely ordinary. He could not be found in a crowd. Even though he was launching a killing blow at the little one, he was still extremely ordinary, without the slightest trace of murderous hostility.
Revealed.
This person has such a quality that even if he is standing right in front of you, face to face with you, he will say to you: "I want to kill you."
But you will still unconsciously ignore or even ignore his existence.
But this old man in gray, who looks so ordinary, standing among the crowd as if he were water droplets flowing into the sea, is actually a terrifying assassin and assassin.
He has no reputation at all, and no one in the outside world will ever know about it. As a late-stage Jindan cultivator, he once successfully assassinated an ancestor of Nascent Soul!
The little one has an extremely agile mind. His perceptive ability is far beyond that of ordinary Golden Core monks. He grew up in the mountains as a child and has a keen intuition for danger. The green-robed monk before wanted to take action, but the little one was vaguely aware of it.
Even the Nascent Soul stage monks could not completely conceal the little one's perception when they took action, but now he was unexpectedly touched by this old man in gray clothes, and he didn't notice at all. It wasn't until the other party actually made a move that he realized the danger.
This is the vigilance of a little kid. If it were an ordinary golden elixir stage monk, he would not even know how he died. He would have his life taken away by the old man in gray without realizing it.
"The Taoism and magical powers that this person has practiced are simply for the purpose of assassination." Xiao Dodian had completely understood at this time: "Not to mention the four Jindan stage monks, even the Nascent Soul stage monk.
It’s a cover to cover him up!”
In fact, the ancestor of Yuanying, who looked like a middle-aged man in green robes, did not know the existence of the old man in gray. But because of this, he tried his best to mislead the little one more truly and effectively, and gained a chance for the old man in gray.
The cold light in the hand of the old man in gray drew a strange curve in the air, like a snake crawling, turning several angles, but effectively avoiding the little one's defense, and slashed directly towards the little white neck.
The bronze void cauldron has now left the little one's body and is used by him to travel through space, but it can no longer play a defensive role.
Although the body of the wind and thunder ghost god was powerful, the little one didn't have the slightest confidence in meeting the attack of the old man in gray with his neck.
Although the dark cold light was dim, the destructive power contained within it was enough to make every Golden Core monk tremble.
Even a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage would be furious if he received such a blow to a vital part.
But the little boy's expression remained as usual, and as his thoughts moved, a small round shield suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, just in time to block the attack of the old man in gray who had finished his transformation and began to accelerate the attack.
The small shield is Kang Nanhua's gift to the little one. The Ganges Hunyuan Shield was refined by Kang Nanhua in the later stage of the Golden Pill. It can withstand an attack from the ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage. Now it is this small shield that helps the little one block the gray
This assassination by the old man Yi!
The small shield shattered directly, and the power of the gray-clothed old man's blow was comparable to that of an infant monk.
The Ganges Hunyuan Shield was shattered, but the old man's attack was also blocked. The dark cold light finally showed its original shape, but it was a blue short knife as thin as a cicada's wings and less than a foot long. The old man in gray held the handle of the knife.
in hands.
It was an old hand, with skin as dry as tree bark, but the movement of holding the knife was extremely stable, as if it were an eternal stone.
"Does everyone have such a shield? The intelligence did not mention this!" The old man in gray sighed, suddenly put away his knife, and shrank his body back. His whole body seemed to shrink infinitely, and his figure disappeared.
After missing a hit, the old man in gray clothes immediately retreated without any hesitation, without any intention of continuing to attack. Even if he looks for opportunities in the future, he will never stay where he is.
Missing a single hit and flying thousands of miles away, without any sloppiness, without any luck, without any superfluous thoughts of greed for more and more victory, are the basic qualities of a top assassin killer.
It's just that he wanted to leave now, but it was still too late. The void in front of him shook for a while. Lin Feng's body had already stepped out of the crack in space, and he arrived in front of the old man in gray. He held a ball of purple energy in his hand.
There is a small independent world in Qi.
In this small world of the heavens, five figures are struggling, trying to escape. They are the middle-aged man in green robe who left earlier, the three late-stage golden elixir monks, and the five assassins who took action in the first wave.
Lin Feng caught them all in one fell swoop, with only one fish slipping through the net.
Lin Feng deliberately let that Golden Core Stage monk go. He left a mark on that person to see if he could catch a bigger fish.
Lin Feng quietly looked at the old man in gray in front of him without saying anything, but spread his fingers and reached out to grab him.
Even when facing Lin Feng, the old man in gray clothes remained calm and remained silent. His body shrank sharply and became as if it were smaller than a grain of sand. He flew backwards, trying to avoid Lin Feng's grasp.
Lin Feng looked at him and said calmly: "Your escape method is not actually that your body has really shrunk, but an illusion cast on other people's souls, which makes people lose traces of you in their consciousness and think that you are
It shrunk and disappeared.”
"But for me, this kind of blindness has no meaning at all."
Lin Feng opened his five fingers, and the All-Heaven Great Grasp spell extended from the All-Heaven Realm Barrier Divine Power directly transformed the space where the gray-clothed old man was into a big hand, pinching him firmly in his palm, making him unable to move immediately.
At this time, the livid-faced Anliang King Shi Zongyue of Great Qin also walked out of the void, followed closely by the other two giants of the soul of the Great Qin Dynasty who participated in the Huanghai Dharma Conference this time, Changle Dao Zun and Gambling Dao
respect.
It’s just that at this time, Changle Taoist Master, who was always cheerful, couldn’t laugh at all, and Gambling Taoist Master Zhuge Guang, who was calm and casual, also had a serious look on his face.
The eyes of the three Yuanshen bosses all fell on the small world of heavens in Lin Feng's palm, staring at the green-robed middle-aged monk imprisoned there.
If looks could kill, this Yuanying monk would have been dismembered ten thousand times by the three powerful Yuanshen.
They all recognized this middle-aged monk in green robes as Zhao Xin, who was one of the great Yuan Ying ancestors from the Great Qin Dynasty attending the Dharma Assembly.
This person was originally enshrined in the Nascent Soul stage of the Great Qin Dynasty. He usually kept a low profile, did not take action often, and rarely traveled around. He just stayed in seclusion alone, or practiced Taoism, or refined elixirs and magic weapons.
But Zhao Xin's strength is not weak. When the Qin Dynasty asks him to take action, he will definitely complete the task.
Shi Zongyue and the other three people originally admired such a powerful and low-key subordinate, but who knew that this person was the one who caused the big trouble.
The three giants of the Great Qin Dynasty are all having headaches at this moment, because the impact of this incident is too bad.
As the organizer of the Dharma Conference, not to mention the assassination of the invited guests, the organizer himself also participated in the assassination. No matter where this kind of thing is explained, the Great Qin Dynasty will lose face this time.
Taoist Master Changle glanced at Lin Feng, who was expressionless, and lamented in his heart: "It's not good to pick any target. If you have to choose this disciple, things will be even more difficult now."
After his trip to Xingyun Peak, Lin Feng's reputation as a protector of calves has been widely spread. Many people know that this master of Xuanmen is extremely protective of his shortcomings, even to the point of making a fuss about it. If something happens to his disciple, this
The boss will never give up and is even more likely to go into battle with a sword in person to seek justice for his disciples.
"The only good thing is that his little disciple didn't really have any accidents, otherwise things would have been really difficult today." Just when Changle Taoist Master thought of this, he saw Lin Feng turning his head and looking at them expressionlessly.
"King Anliang, Dao Zun Changle, Dao Zun Gambling, I need an explanation." Lin Feng's tone was calm and indifferent, but anyone could hear that this was just the last calm before the storm. (To be continued...)