The black light came very quickly and was very strange.
The appearance like a sneak attack was unexpected by everyone. Especially Yaluo, who was so proud of being praised by everyone and his self-confidence was greatly inflated that he didn't take Lin Feng seriously at all. He thought that this place was his territory.
How could he have thought that someone would dare to sneak attack him!
However, Yaluo is after all a ninth-level expert in the cyclone stage, and his strength is indeed impressive. He is even stronger than Lan Yu, whom Lin Feng killed that day. The thallium-gold sword in his hand subconsciously reacted and blocked the black light, and a clear and crisp sound resounded.
, everyone was quiet for a moment.
Phew! Phew!
Almost instantly, the second and third black rays of light appeared, and Yaluo's complexion changed. The thallium-gold sword in his hand had no time to change, and he turned his body slightly to avoid it just right. But the appearance of the fourth, fifth, and sixth black rays suddenly made Yao Luo.
Luo Cang was in a panic and was in a hurry.
Third grade, thallium gold holy energy!
There was no time to release, Yaluo retreated subconsciously, barely giving way by a hair's breadth, but...
Shout! Shout! Shout!
The last three black lights were no longer able to be avoided.
"Pa! Pa!" Two rays of black light hit his ankles, one staggered, and two of them immediately saw blood and pain. With a sound, he fell straight from the jump, and the ninth ray of black light swished across him.
His handsome face left a mark.
"His!~" Everyone's eyes widened and they gasped.
Yaluo, who lost his balance and fell to the ground, just raised his body when a tenth black light appeared in front of him like a ghost, piercing directly above the bridge of his nose and in the middle of his eyes. Yaluo opened his eyes wide in shock, and saw the black light.
appear, get bigger and bigger
Snap! It stopped for a moment.
Yaluo's legs were trembling a little, and cold sweat fell from his forehead. Everyone around him looked in shock. In the distance, a young man wearing a black crystal armor slowly walked towards him. Although he was only one person, his aura was so strong that it overwhelmed everyone in Yaluo.
Totally overwhelming.
That face is a bit unfamiliar to everyone in Yaluo.
But to Liang Ping and the other five, he existed like a demon. Their faces turned pale and they said in fear: "It's him, it's him!!"
Prepare disciple, Lin Feng!
Every preparatory disciple who enters the Evil Wind Hall and registers on the roster is just a process, and no one will pay attention to it. Only 'Lin Feng' has become famous on the first day he entered the Evil Wind Hall, and everyone on the street knows it.
"You guys are here again?" Lin Feng looked at Liang Ping, who staggered away behind the crowd of Yaluo as if he saw a demon.
"Damn it!" Yaluo's veins were exposed and his handsome face turned red with anger.
After a moment of negligence, Lin Feng took the opportunity and lost face. Yaluo roared: "What are you waiting for? Get it!" She was furious. Yaluo didn't have half of his handsome temperament at this time. He was furious and surrounded by seven people.
The official disciple finally came to his senses, and in an instant he unsheathed his swords and took them straight towards Lin Feng.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The war is about to break out.
A strong man of seventh and eighth levels in the seven cyclone stages, with refined sword skills. Each wields the mysterious meaning of holy energy.
Among them, three eighth-level experts were comparable to Lan Yu in strength. They had an overwhelming advantage against Lin Feng, who was locked in the soul of the earth by the soul-locking nail and could not display his strength. All around, pairs of eyes stared at the prepared disciples.
They were already shocked by the situation in front of them, but Lin Feng's power and momentum far exceeded their expectations.
Facing the eight official disciples including Lian Yuluo, Lin Feng looked like the strong one. He was overwhelmingly strong when he appeared on the stage!
And now
"Zheng!" The Nine Nether Thunder Sword was unsheathed.
Bang! Lin Feng grasped the handle of the knife tightly, his eyes were bright and gleaming, and a long-lost feeling came to his mind.
Ever since the soul of the earth was locked, he could no longer fight properly with his sword. At this moment, he was like a dragon emerging from the sea. The power that had been suppressed for a long time finally exploded. In an instant, thunder roared, and dark holy energy surged out of his body.
The seals of the Thunder Saber were released one after another.
"The Holy Qi of the Netherworld!" Lin Feng's arrogance surged.
Together with the black crystal armor outside the body, it shines with light, and the holy energy gallops like a wild horse without any restrictions.
The soul of the earth has fierce firepower!
Although the Rising Sun Shop and his party failed to purchase the Holy Power Cultivation Decision, Lin Feng built a bridge with the branch president Lu Yu. The most important thing is that Lu Yu is a strong person in the Fei Zhou. Although he is only at the Fei Zhou level,
But it is a whole level higher than the Qiyun stage, equivalent to the junior demon lord of the demon clan.
With his strength, he will shatter the soul-locking nail
It's as easy as flipping a finger.
Not to mention his identity, even if he doesn't take action, there are many ways to help Lin Feng break the soul-locking nail. Compared with the "Ruthless Spectrum" deal, this is just a trivial matter. For Lu Yu, it couldn't be easier, and even more
If you can get closer to Lin Feng, why not?
But for Lin Feng, it is a big event, whether it will be over or not.
Now, the fighting power is fully unleashed!
"The eighth strike, the sky strikes thunder and kills the real dragon!" The thunder and lightning ball was triggered, split into two, two into four, and four into eight. Lin Feng turned from defense to offense, and the overlord's combat power exploded, urging the valley with extremely powerful sword intent. That day
With his innate soul fighting power, he can kill Lan Yu in an instant, and now the strongest sword's fighting power is unrivaled, capable of destroying even the dead!
boom!!!
"Let's fight!" Lin Feng's eyes brightened.
Warlike blood rose in his chest, but he hadn't had a happy fight in a long time.
Now, I feel comfortable all over!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunder roared, and the Netherworld image behind Lin Feng was ferocious and terrifying. The Nine Nether Thunder Saber in his hand exploded with super combat power. The purple thunder sword technique first showed its power on the Neme Star. Lin Feng did not explode into a titanium-level body.
His own physical fitness is not inferior to that of these formal disciples.
To deal with them, there is no way to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!
"Thallium Gold Holy Qi!" Yaluo gritted his teeth and unleashed his strongest strength.
Countless tornadoes roared in, golden light burst out, like golden dragons, violently colliding in the wind of swords. The attack was incomparably powerful. The sword skills of the seventh level were dazzling, enough to make all the preparing disciples' eyes tremble.
Liang, his eyes were attracted by this fierce and extreme sword technique.
but……
boom!!!
The purple-black thunder suddenly woke everyone up.
The thunderbolt blasted out a thunder dragon howling, directly destroying the mad dragon gathered by the golden light. The majestic darkness, like the hands of the netherworld, controlled the tyrannical power, leaving the poplar's eyes blank, his face pale, and the attack was completely
Destruction, defense in an instant
Fragmented.
"Bang!" The Nine Nether Thunder Saber roared and fell.
Lin Feng is unstoppable.
Eight figures fell tragically all over the ground.
Especially the leader, Yaluo, looked unusually embarrassed at the moment. His eyes had lost their pride and luster. There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He looked at Lin Feng with fear and awe, as if looking at a monster. The thallium gold sword was broken in two parts.
Cut, Yaluo's body trembled slightly.
Prepare disciples!
How could this be a preparatory disciple!
At this moment, Yaluo already understood that this time
He kicked the iron plate.
"Do you want to continue sparring?" Lin Feng held the knife in one hand and looked at Yaluo.