"You..." Yan Nanshan looked at Lin Feng angrily: "How come there is such a powerful technique? What kind of technique is this?"
"It's just a simple sword skill!" Lin Feng said lightly, and the spiritual sword in his hand was unsheathed again, and the frost-white sword energy was about to condense out again.
Luo Yunhao saw that Yan Nanshan was defeated with one sword strike, and now that Lin Feng was about to strike again, he was horrified and wanted to retreat.
Lin Feng gently raised the tip of the sword in his hand and pointed it at Yan Nanshan and others, with a smile on his lips: "Mr. Yan, I advise you to get out of here. I'm in a good mood today, but I won't be so lucky next time!"
There was a cold murderous intent in his gentle tone.
Lin Feng paused and then said: "Old Yan, if you don't treat your hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold a knife again in this life."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Yan Nanshan's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of anger. At this moment, his Ziyun Sword was broken, and his arms were frozen and unable to fight anymore. Indeed, as Lin Feng said, he was unable to fight anymore at this moment.
After taking a look at Luo Yunhao and others around him, he saw that they had already been frightened by Lin Feng's sword and did not dare to step forward at all. He cursed in his heart that they were useless.
Although he was filled with resentment, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "The humiliation suffered today will be repaid in the future!"
After saying that, Yan Nanshan turned around and ran away without stopping for a moment, as if he had forgotten Luo Yunhao's agreement. He was going to find the ghost hand doctor in Taoling City. Only that doctor could save his hands!
Luo Yunhao looked at Yan Nanshan's leaving back and tightened the Black Lin Sword in his hand. His eyes were full of struggle, but he finally chose to give up. The Fiery Golden Grass was important, but his life was more important!
With a wave, several Luo family disciples immediately followed Luo Yunhao and retreated out of the dense forest. Before leaving, Luo Yunhao glanced at Lin Feng fiercely, as if he wanted to remember Lin Feng's face in his heart, but without saying anything, he retreated directly.
After everyone exited the dense forest, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, his original calm look gone.
He breathed a sigh of relief, now he was gone, otherwise if he really rushed up, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
Bai Huang had recovered some of his energy at this moment, and was also shocked by Lin Feng's sword. At this moment, he saw Lin Feng slumped on the ground, and hurriedly walked to Lin Feng and asked: "Hey, hey, are you okay? When did you become like this?
So fierce? That's Yan Nanshan, the former master of the Crazy Blade Sect, and he ran away with just one sword strike?"
Lin Feng smiled and cursed without any image: "How can it be okay? You also know that he is the previous sect leader. Isn't this a quick victory? No, my sword is still too difficult to master."
At this time, Lin Feng's internal energy consumption is close to 90%. This sword is as strong as Poshuangtian. Even other energy can be frozen. However, if it is swung forward for too long, it consumes too much energy. If Yan Nanshan's sword light is fast,
A few points, or if Luo Yunhao and others are more courageous, I'm afraid he will also be finished.
Fortunately, this sword also persuaded them to retreat. Otherwise, if these people swarmed up, he would have been in a hard fight.
"Hmph, don't be so arrogant. That sword strike just now was already strong enough. It was already the strongest sword strike I have ever seen in my life." Bai Huang clicked his tongue and said with some envy: "If I read it correctly.
, it should be at least a high-grade Xuan-level martial skill with considerable power. I really don’t know how you learned such a martial skill.
Bai Huang looked at the white frost in front of him and marveled: "You know that ordinary people want to practice high-grade Xuan-level martial arts, firstly, they have no resources, and secondly, they have no talent. If you can practice such martial arts, you are too evil!"
Although Bai Huang is not particularly strong, his vision is indeed sharp. However, this is not particularly strong and it is only compared to Lin Feng. Judging from the strength of ordinary cultivators, Bai Huang is already very strong.
"By the way, have you got the Fiery Gold-loving Grass?" Lin Feng stood up after regaining his composure and glanced around: "If you haven't got it yet, we'll go back and look for it again."
Bai Huang smiled and took out a herb from his arms. This herb was only the size of a palm and was divided into seven leaves. Flame-like lines clung to the leaves, and there were strands of golden borders around the flames.
, it’s really beautiful.
It was also the first time for Lin Feng to see the Fiery Golden Grass. The appearance of the plant was indeed extraordinary, and there was also a slight fragrance coming from it. It was indeed the spiritual grass that Bai Huang desperately wanted to get.
Bai Huang handed the fire-loving gold-loving grass to Lin Feng: "Hey, if I hadn't gotten this grass, I'm afraid Yan Nanshan wouldn't have chased me for such a long way."
But Lin Feng waved his hand and told him to put it away: "Just get the things and we'll go back. It's uncomfortable to stay in this dense forest."
Bai Huang put away the Fire-loving Golden Grass and asked in surprise: "Didn't you take the detoxifying pill?"
Lin Feng looked at Bai Huang with doubts on his face: "Antitoxic Pill, what is that?"
Bai Huang was speechless. If you look at this miasma from the perspective of ordinary people, it is a very poisonous thing. Even if you have some cultivation level, you have to be careful. But in Lin Feng's eyes, it is just uncomfortable, and it is extremely irritating.
Seeing Bai Huang's silence, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, stop inking and hurry up. Maybe we can return to the village earlier. I don't know if my sister has eaten or drank well recently."
Bai Huang sighed, pointed in a direction and said: "Okay, you are really a monster. I don't know how long your physique is. If we go here, it will only take us three days to return to Fengshan Village."
After saying that, the two of them hurried towards the southeast.
Along the way, Lin Feng silently practiced his sword skills: his sword broke through the frost sky, and the sound of swords could be heard from time to time in the dense forest. Bai Huang also went from shock to numbness, and even had a sparring session with Lin Feng.
return.
The frosty air on the sword energy could freeze even his Fire Phoenix Fist. After that, Bai Huang became numb and could only comfort himself in his heart, while also making up his mind to practice harder.
Three days later, Lin Feng and Bai Huang finally returned to Fengshan Village.
The moment the two of them entered Fengshan Village, they both breathed a sigh of relief. After all, their life outside was not pleasant. At this moment, Lin Feng wanted to take a good rest.
At this moment, Fengshan Village was still lively, with many people busy. Lin Feng and Bai Huang attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered.
But at this moment, they saw a middle-aged man running towards the two of them in a hurry.
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and an uneasy feeling surged into his heart. The middle-aged man first saluted Bai Huang, and then hurriedly said: "Master Bai, Brother Lin, it's not good, something happened."