Suddenly a scream came out, but because of the moment of confusion, the white ghost found an opportunity and penetrated his arm with a claw.
This scream woke everyone up, and they were stunned because Lin Feng's sword originally attacked the spiritual level.
The sword move is called: Izumo!
It evolved from the basic sword moves and did not contain any trace of true energy, but only the blessing of spiritual power.
Even the mental power contained in the gesture of raising the sword can affect everyone, which is why they are distracted.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Feng waved the Lingshuang Sword lightly in his hand, and the sound of Qingyue's sword resounded throughout the world. Everyone's minds that were still a little confused instantly became clear, and those white ghosts were all shocked by the sound of the sword, and their actions became...
A little slower.
Qian Shan sighed in admiration. He was so lucky to meet Lin Feng this time. He killed a white ghost with a wave of his knife. The shadow behind him also took this opportunity to fight back.
Lin Feng pointed his Lingshuang sword diagonally at the ground, and slowly walked towards the white ghosts one by one with one sword at a time. Whenever a white ghost came towards them, he would kill them with one sword.
At this time, the Lingshuang Sword has no killing sword energy and is not sharp, and there is no Sword Breaking Frost Sky sword energy and no chill at all. But every time the sword is struck, it is like a fire blade entering the ice and snow, and all the white ghosts are unable to even howl and dissipate.
Between heaven and earth.
After finding the weakness, it is only a matter of time before these white ghosts are destroyed. The white ghosts possessing the corpse are easier to deal with. Under the siege of three or five monks, the white ghosts will soon escape from the corpse.
The white ghost had no power to resist Lin Feng at all. When the last white ghost was killed by Lin Feng's sword, only the gasps of everyone were left in the canyon passage.
All this happened too suddenly, and everyone's originally tense expressions relaxed at this moment, followed by a feeling of fatigue.
Ling Qianshan looked tired at this time, and his clothes were not as neat as before. He put away the short knife in his hand and gave instructions to the shadows. He wanted to know how many people had been lost at this station.
Lin Feng put away his sword and came to Ling Qianshan's side: "Is everything okay?" The cultivation that Ling Qianshan showed in the battle just now and the courage to stand in front of everyone made Lin Feng feel that this person
Worth a deep friendship.
In such an environment, he also hopes to find some people who can help each other, and he is very optimistic about Ling Qianshan.
Being able to still take care of his subordinates in such a dangerous environment, and being able to clearly direct the shadow members to organize an effective defense, all this made Lin Feng feel that Ling Qianshan was a talent.
Ling Qianshan took a deep breath and calmed down the boiling energy in his body before speaking: "I really can't underestimate the ghosts in this ruins. I thought the skeleton cavalry were already difficult enough, but I didn't expect this white
Ghosts are even more troublesome."
Lin Feng took out two green fruits from his arms, threw one to Ling Qianshan and said: "Don't be careless, take a rest, we don't know what kind of danger we will encounter later."
Ling Qianshan subconsciously took the green fruit, looked at the green fruit in his hand for a moment, and looked at Lin Feng with some confusion: "Brother Lin Feng, I don't have any spiritual stones to buy this thing from you."
Lin Feng ate the green fruit in a few mouthfuls, restoring the energy in his body, and his original fatigue was reduced a lot. After hearing Ling Qianshan's words, he said angrily: "An Xin, this is for you. I, Lin Feng, am so greedy for money."
People?"
Ling Qianshan said in his heart, aren't you just greedy for money? You just sold the long knife and green fruit and you turned around and forgot about it?
But he would not say these words. The sword energy emerged in his hand, and he split the green fruit silently. He took a quarter of it and ate it. He then gave the remaining three-quarters to the shadow members beside him and ordered them to take care of them first.
injured.
"Brother Lin Feng, how do you think we will continue to explore the ruins in the future?" Ling Qianshan did not answer Lin Feng's words, but asked the question that troubled them most now.
Lin Feng thought for a moment. At this time, they had been walking towards the interior of the Fengshan ruins for a long time. They had been walking through this canyon for half a day, but they didn't know how far ahead they were.
There were also those white ghosts. This time, just a few dozen white ghosts had already caused them heavy losses. If hundreds of them appeared together, Lin Feng had no way to guarantee that he would survive.
While he was thinking, a Shadow member hurriedly ran towards Ling Qianshan. When he came to Ling Qianshan, he knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists and said: "Secretary Commander, the casualty statistics of the White Ghost Battle have been calculated. All Shadow members are four.
Ten people, two were seriously injured, eight were slightly injured, and no one was killed; a total of 135 monks from various sects were killed, ten were killed, 15 were seriously injured, and 31 were slightly injured."
Lin Feng heard this data and looked towards the back. At this time, monks could be seen wailing everywhere in the entire passage. Some had their chests torn open and blood was flowing out. Some had their entire arms broken, and some even had their arms broken.
Some seriously injured people can only be hung up by relying on their true energy, and they may die in the next moment.
Lin Feng looked at the people lying on the ground with cold eyes. Some of them were alone without any companions and could only wait to die on the spot. Some of them had friends in groups of two or three who were working hard to put elixirs into the mouths of the injured.
Others are clearly acquaintances but have no intention of rescuing them.
All aspects of life were unfolding in front of Lin Feng. After the Shadow members treated their own injuries, especially those who were seriously injured, they were able to act alone after taking elixirs and green fruits.
Then they dispersed among the less than a hundred monks. They would give some help to some who were slightly injured, but left without looking at some who were seriously injured.
No matter how the injured cried and howled, they had no intention of stopping. Lin Feng nodded. This was the most correct approach. He could not give up on everyone, because he did not know what kind of difficulties he would encounter later, and he could not give up on everyone.
Save, that will only drag down the entire team.
Suddenly Lin Feng saw a familiar person among the crowd—Wang Anping.
Wang Anping shuttled among the crowd. He was injured at this time. His clothes were torn open by sharp claws, revealing the wound inside. The wound had been bandaged by himself, but there was still blood seeping out.
come out.
Wang Anping would stop by the seriously injured people from time to time, giving them his elixirs, and even cut off part of the green fruit Lin Feng gave him and fed it to the injured.
Ling Qianshan followed Lin Feng's gaze and saw this scene, and couldn't help but marvel: "I didn't expect there to be such a fool in the world. He obviously doesn't have many pills left, but he still wants to save others. Do you know Lin Feng?"