Chapter 387 Sword Spirit turned out to be a teenager
Chapter 387 The sword spirit turns out to be a young man
Tear!
I saw a bamboo leaf passing through Lin Feng's black sword, tearing his black robe apart.
The skin under the black robe was also scratched with a shallow scar, and blood slowly seeped out from the wound.
Lin Feng clearly noticed that the bamboo leaf had not touched his body just now.
His eyes were slightly solemn, and sword energy began to appear on the bamboo leaves.
There is indeed something strange about this bamboo forest.
However, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.
The sword in his hand cut faster and more steadily.
Swordsmanship is all about moving forward without hesitation, and such a bamboo forest cannot stop him.
Slowly, the pressure increased greatly from the beginning, and I gradually adapted to the attack of these bamboo leaves.
However, these bamboo leaves only attacked mechanically without any change. It was just their large number that allowed them to cut Lin Feng's robes apart.
Not long after, when the last bamboo leaf was chopped off by Lin Feng, no new bamboo leaves appeared again.
The ground was covered with fragments of bamboo leaves, covering the white bones, covering the ground under Lin Feng's feet with a layer of light green.
Phew~
Lin Feng exhaled, and the thousands of bamboo leaves fell, and the surrounding bamboos became bare. At first glance, it seemed a bit ridiculous.
But at this time, Lin Feng didn't feel like laughing.
The invasion of the bamboo leaves consumed some of the already low sword energy in his body.
This made Zhenqi, who was already somewhat stretched, unable to make ends meet.
Without thinking too much, I took out two pills and took them. I couldn't recover well here.
Only 50% of the medicinal properties of these elixirs can be exerted, but now is not the time to care about these.
The key is to see what the mystery is in this bamboo forest.
Is there a secret to leaving this ruins?
He picked up his sword and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest again, but this time no bamboo leaves flew out.
Lin Feng walked forward for dozens of steps. When he was about to continue walking forward, the largest bamboo suddenly shook and the leaves fell down.
Constantly gathering in front of Lin Feng, the bamboo leaves outlined the figure of a young man.
This young man holds a green bamboo sword in his hand. He looks like he is thirteen or fourteen years old. There are two green eyebrows above his dark eyes.
As soon as the young man appeared, he pointed the green bamboo sword at Lin Feng and shouted: "Don't take another step forward. I hope you will continue to practice. Don't destroy your future."
The sound was like the sound of a sword, full of cold meaning.
Lin Feng glanced at the young man with green eyebrows, then raised his eyebrows after concentrating his gaze.
The next moment, he continued towards the bamboo forest without any scruples.
The young man's face changed slightly, and the green bamboo sword in his hand shook, and cold light shot out, and he said angrily: "Crazy guy! Don't stop yet!"
Lin Feng, however, ignored him and stepped forward, heading straight towards the green bamboo sword that was radiating cold light.
His eyes were filled with cold light at this time. He looked into the young man's eyes and said calmly: "If you are really capable, you can kill me with one sword. There is no need to bluff here."
When the young man met Lin Feng's gaze, he felt a palpitation in his heart, and the cold green bamboo sword in his hand trembled a little, as if to express the young man's fear.
But the next moment, the green bamboo sword still stabbed Lin Feng's chest, and this sword actually had a faint sword intention in it.
The young man had a sinister look on his face, as if he was going to kill Lin Feng directly with this sword, without any hesitation.
This sword actually brought up the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves made bursts of sword sounds as if they were aiding in the battle.
If an ordinary monk faced such a sword, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die, so he couldn't just let it go.
However, Lin Feng seemed to have not seen the sword, and still walked straight away. The black sword in his hand was like a decoration, with no intention of moving the sword at all.
Qian Zining outside the bamboo forest was very anxious when she saw this scene.
Just now, Lin Feng was able to cut down thousands of bamboo leaves, which already made her a little scared. If she were to resist those bamboo leaves.
She was probably injured, but the young man's sword made her feel unable to resist.
If her Qi was still at its peak, she might be able to resist it, but at this time, her strength is already less than three-fourths of ten, and she has absolutely no chance to block it.
Moreover, she was too far away from Lin Feng at this time, and she was unable to help him.
And what happened at the next moment made Qian Zining open her mouth, as if she had seen the most incredible thing.
He saw the sword with fierce murderous intent piercing Lin Feng's chest directly. The sword with a cold light emitted bursts of sword sounds, making a rustling sound like the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.
This scene shocked Qian Zining. Could it be that Lin Feng was going to die here?
Could it be that the fate of the bones on the ground will soon be Lin Feng's?
And just when Qian Zining was thinking wildly.
A leisurely sigh sounded at this moment.
well....
This gentle sigh actually suppressed the sound of swords all around.
Lin Feng had a look of helplessness in his eyes. Looking at the young man in front of him, he felt an indescribable helplessness.
Lin Feng stopped and said calmly: "I'm just a sword cultivator."
The young man said angrily: "Impossible. If you are just a sword cultivator, how can you see through my illusion? Not just one or two sword cultivators died here!"
After hearing this, Lin Feng secretly thought that there seemed to be quite a few dead monks in this bamboo forest.
If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced the Killing Sword Art, he would be very sensitive to murderous intent.
It was discovered early that the young man's green bamboo sword was just a fake, and the real killing move came from behind.
I'm afraid I'll fall for this sword spirit too.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng immediately sneered.
"You're just a sword spirit, but you dare to play tricks in front of me. Your true body must be under that bamboo. I want to see what your true body is."
As soon as these words came out, the sword spirit's expression changed again and again, and he shouted with a stern look and an internal heartache.
"I warn you, don't think that I can't touch you. I advise you to leave this bamboo forest now, otherwise your life will be at risk."
Lin Feng, on the other hand, ignored it and walked towards the largest bamboo tree step by step.
The young man was anxious and danced the green bamboo sword in his hand repeatedly. This time he did not attack Lin Feng, but followed a special pace and danced in the bamboo forest.
The wind suddenly started blowing.
From weak to strong, the leaves on the bamboo forest also made bursts of trembling sounds.
The next moment, the bamboo leaves fell and turned into sharp blades all over the sky, attacking Lin Feng again.
This time the attack was more powerful and faster than the first one encountered!
However, Lin Feng just shook his head slowly and slashed down the black sword in his hand, which was just a few sword lights.