"The three major teams of Mo Yunzong were all wiped out, Feng Lingtian is here again!"
"If the sixth master is defeated, he may take a stronger step!"
At this moment, everyone in Lingwu Academy had their eyes shining with great anticipation.
They have been suppressed by Mo Yunzong to the point of despair, how can they not hope that someone will save them?
But now, Feng Lingtian has become the only one.
"Feng Lingtian, the only hope?"
In the valley, the disciples of Mo Yun Sect gathered together. Long Yue had a hint of sarcasm in his face. Feng Lingtian was a third-level warrior. Even if he defeated the sixth master, it was still difficult to compete with them.
"Since Lingwu Academy regards him as a hope, then we will crush their thoughts completely."
"It's just Feng Lingtian. If Senior Brother Long Yue takes action, he'll be too high on him."
The fourth and fifth masters of Mo Yunzong's inner sect all stood up, with a wolf-like cold light in their eyes.
Immediately, they swept towards the edge of the mountain range, intending to trample "Feng Lingtian" under their feet and shatter the last belief of everyone in Lingwu Academy. It was best to leave them unable to recover.
This is a small hilltop with green grass and small flowers covering the ground. When the spring breeze blows, a light fragrance will fill the air.
"Whoosh"
Two figures rushed over in an instant. They had immature faces and gloomy eyes, staring at a young man.
There is no doubt that they are the fourth and fifth masters of Mo Yun Sect. Now that Mo Yun Sect is spread all over the wilderness, they have long known Ling Feng's traces and chased them down.
Of course, Ling Feng knew about this, but he had already broken through to the fifth level warrior and needed to hone himself in battles, so naturally he would not be afraid.
"Are there only two here?"
Ling Feng lazily got up, patted the dust on his butt, and smiled.
"It's enough to cripple you!"
The fourth master, Jiang Chen, said with a cruel smile: "Even Li Xuan has been defeated, and you still dare to take the lead. You are simply looking for death."
"Feng Lingtian, there seems to be no such person in Lingwu Academy, right?" the fifth master Wen Yu said.
"Let Long Yue, the number one master of the inner sect of Moyun Sect, come over. You are so weak!"
Ling Feng looked calm, stretched out a finger and shook it at Jiang Chen and Wen Yu, a contemptuous smile appeared on his young face.
"court death!"
Jiang Chen was furious and immediately took action, punching Huanglong directly and killing Lingfeng. The speed was quite fast, and the eight warriors flew out in a cyclone and turned into a small net.
Xuan-level martial arts—Spiritual Net!
Each network cable is formed by the condensation of the warrior's cyclone. As long as ordinary warriors are strangled, their skin and flesh will be torn apart. Some of the ten masters of Lingwu Academy have been covered by the spiritual network, and they have not recovered yet.
Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and a surging fighting spirit arose. This was an extremely powerful opponent. It would be difficult for an eighth-level warrior to deal with it, but he had the confidence.
"Ba Fist!"
He shouted softly, and raised his fist at once. The silver glow filled the air, but was shrouded by five dark storms.
At this moment, Ling Feng used his strongest combat power without hesitation. He wanted to see how powerful the five storms would be.
"Bang"
Naha's fist directly met the spiritual net, and the warrior's storm collided with the cyclone, shooting out a stream of energy that cut off all the flowers and plants not far away.
Ripples exploded from the center of the two people, like fireworks.
Ling Feng's expression remained unmoved, but Jiang Chen's expression changed drastically and he snorted. Although the opponent was only a fifth-level warrior, he tore the spiritual web apart forcefully.
What kind of punch was that?!
He couldn't help but be stunned. Such warriors who could fight beyond one level were rare among the two major forces. Long Yue and Li Xuan had such qualifications, but the latter could barely fight beyond one level.
But Feng Lingtian surpassed it by three levels!
Such a talent can enter the Spiritual Academy, which shocked Jiang Chen and Wen Yu's hearts, and their faces were extremely horrified. Isn't Feng Lingtian a member of the Spiritual Academy?
However, if you want to enter the Spiritual Academy, you must be promoted to a martial arts master, and Feng Lingtian is obviously not one yet.
"kill!"
After a brief moment of confusion, Wen Yu couldn't help it anymore and took action in an instant.
With a flash of his step, a tomahawk struck Ling Feng in the air. The tomahawk had bright silk threads entwined around each other, forming a hurricane and rolling towards Ling Feng.
He is very fast, but Ling Feng is even faster!
After breaking through to the fifth-level warrior, Ling Feng took nine steps forward. As if a gust of wind had blown by, he passed by Wen Yu in an instant, and then raised his palm to pat him down.
Wen Yu had long heard that Feng Lingtian was very fast, so he naturally did not dare to take it lightly, so he had already taken precautions.
At this time, he used an ax in his backhand, using offense as defense. He was by no means a flower in the greenhouse.
However, he still underestimated Ling Feng's combat power. He saw Ling Feng's arm suddenly glowing, and the five storms turned into a sword, which was slashed down with a hot breath.
Dragon Flame Sword!
"Dang, bang!"
The grass and trees trembled violently, the warmth sank, and both feet sank into the ground. The hurricane cut open at once, and the dragon flame knife, with its terrifying energy, shook his arm and almost broke it.
His chest felt heavy and tight, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth, but he forcefully swallowed it into his stomach.
"Feng Lingtian suffers death!"
At this moment, Ling Feng's power exceeded both of their expectations, so Jiang Chen no longer cared about fighting alone and took action boldly.
He pulled out a golden sword with a "choking" sound, and the spiritual net shot out instantly. The momentum was more powerful than before, and each line was a little thicker, covering Ling Feng's head.
"Bang"
However, when the spiritual net fell, it only covered an afterimage. The next moment, Lingfeng had appeared in front of Jiang Chen. His left hand turned into a dragon flame sword, and then formed a dominating fist. Two blows fell at the same time, forcing Jiang Chen to
I have nowhere to hide and can only fight hard.
"Dang, boom!"
Jiang Chen held his battle sword across his chest and could barely block Ling Feng's Dragon Flame Saber, but he couldn't block the domination fist. The fierce blow still landed on his right shoulder.
After a while, Jiang Chen groaned, and his left shoulder exploded and hung down. It was as if he had been hit by a hammer, and his flesh and blood were bloody.
Jiang Chen was still a child after all. He was so painful that he burst into tears. His whole body was like a kite with its string broken, flying out diagonally.
"Not enough!"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes into a thin line, stepped forward quickly, and kicked Jiang Chen in the back again, breaking the latter's spine. Without three to five months of hard work, he would never recover.
of.
Ling Feng believes in killing to kill, and once he takes action, he will leave no consequences. It is very difficult for him to face two masters of both sizes at the same time.
"Senior Brother Jiang Chen!"
Wen Yu's face was pale and dripping with cold sweat. He did not expect that Feng Lingtian would attack so fiercely, and that Jiang Chen, an eighth-level warrior after all, would be so vulnerable to the latter.
This had to make him more cautious, his flesh and blood tightened, and his eyes turned blood red.
"kill!"
He raged out and raised his battle ax into the sky, facing the sun, and eight warrior cyclones roared out. The hurricane became more ferocious and roared.
"You're too slow!"
At this moment, Ling Feng opened his ears and appeared next to Wen Yu in a flash, with a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.
Speed is also a sin!
"Bang!"
A fist hit Wen Yu directly in the eye socket, and a foot kicked Wen Yu in the abdomen.
For a while, the whole hilltop could only hear the screams. It was not until a moment later that the screams suddenly came. Wen Yu had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body looked like it was carrying a pig's head.
The fourth master of Mo Yunzong and the fifth master were defeated!
This was shocking news. An eighth-level warrior was defeated at the hands of Feng Lingtian. It almost pissed off all the disciples of Mo Yunzong to death.
"Feng Lingtian, what a Feng Lingtian!"
Long Yue's eyes were cold and stern, and he clenched his fist fiercely.
"If an eighth-level warrior is invincible, Feng Lingtian can fight beyond level three. He should not be underestimated."
The second master Long Shan said silently.
"Now that most of the wilderness has fallen into our hands, does Lingwu Academy still want to make a comeback?"
The third master Shen Yun said gloomily.
Their plan was flawless. The top ten masters of the inner sect came out and paid a heavy price. They were about to succeed, but who knew that Feng Lingtian would show up.
How can they endure this?!
What's more, now they have no way out. They can only defeat Feng Lingtian, beat him to a disability, and leave the latter unable to recover, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
"Feng Lingtian must be abolished and let the junior brothers keep a close eye on me!" Long Yue snorted coldly.
"Senior Brother Long Yue, let us first test the depth of Feng Lingtian!"
Dragon Flash, Shen Yundao.
They quickly dodged and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye...
"Wen Yu, Jiang Chen was defeated, Feng Lingtian defeated two big and small masters by himself!"
"Now, I'm afraid that the top three masters of Mo Yunzong can't sit still, right?"
When the news came, the disciples of Lingwu Academy were all excited, all beaming with joy, and their blood was boiling.
Obviously, Feng Lingtian was more powerful than before, which really gave them hope.
"Those three are all ninth-level warriors. Can Feng Lingtian defeat them?"
Some people frowned, a trace of worry flashed across their faces. Mo Yunzong had no way out, so how could they?
Who is willing to give up the wilderness?
However, the situation is very unfavorable for Lingwu Academy. Even the ninth-level warrior Li Xuan was defeated. Ling Feng is not a ninth-level warrior... It is really too difficult.
The spring breeze blows by, but what people feel is the rustling autumn atmosphere.
At nightfall, a figure appeared in the gathering place of Mo Yun Sect disciples. The whole figure was like a black wind. Five warrior storms broke out instantly. Suddenly, the entire valley was in chaos.
Ling Feng was reborn like a god of war, his silver body showed invincible power, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the dragon flame sword, and his domineering fist were unparalleled. The Mo Yunzong he killed was indeed howling in agony, while the warrior cyclone was
Light up the night sky.
That night, everyone stayed awake. Dozens of people from the fifth team of Mo Yunzong were "challenged" by Feng Lingtian alone.