Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

boom!

The man in black robe flew backwards instantly and hit a huge rock in the distance.

His body also fell from the stone.

Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and checked the huge rock over there.

This place is indeed strange. He showed no mercy in the attack just now.

But not only was the person unharmed, the huge rock behind him didn't even have a crack.

The black-robed man immediately stood up from the ground. He gently shook the long sword in his hand, looked at Feng Lin and said, "Anyone who can do this must have reached the level of a semi-saint. Your voice sounds very young. Could it be that you are the semi-saint of the Sky Demon Clan?"

Feng Lin nodded gently, "Yes, I am Mo Yu."

"Haha, you really know how to walk down the stairs. How can I not sense the aura of the Sky Demon Clan?"

The man in black robe pointed at Feng Lin and asked, "Who are you?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

As Feng Lin spoke, the black clone, holding a sword, walked towards the man in black robe again.

"Do you think I'll lose to this thing?"

The black-robed man said calmly, "Your clone cannot be attacked. In fact, this is just a trick you used. Your real attack is this long sword."

The black-robed man immediately approached the clone. This time his attack did not fall on the clone, but on the dark red sword.

Click!

The long swords of both sides collided with each other as expected.

This further proves the black-robed man's conjecture.

"Just as I thought, it is indeed the case!"

After the strike, a light flashed on the black-robed man's body.

Click!

He swung the sword again and cut off the dark red sword condensed by Feng Lin.

The long sword suddenly turned into Qi energy and disappeared.

"In this case, your illusion of a clone is useless."

Just as the man in black was about to attack Feng Lin, his black clone immediately burst out with dual-colored Qi energy.

The Qi force attacked the man in black robe. This time he was completely unprepared and was knocked away again.

Hit a rock in the distance.

boom!

There was a loud bang, and the stone was still fine, but the man in black robe began to drip blood onto the ground.

"What? This clone can also attack?"

The man in black robe was confused. Isn't this too unreasonable?

His attacks could not hit his clone, but his clone could attack him.

Feng Lin still had his hands in his trouser pockets. What he guessed was the trick Feng Lin had come up with.

Mainly use a long sword to attack, but if you add an illusory clone.

Most people's first thought would definitely be to attack the clone, not the sword.

Then the long sword will naturally have a chance to attack the enemy.

But this method is ultimately a minor trick and is not worthy of being used in a high-class environment.

It’s different now. My clone can also attack and store my own Qi.

It would be extremely terrifying if it exploded all at once.

The black-robed man's body flashed with yellow energy, and then returned to its original state.

"Tell me who you are now, and you will have a chance to live, otherwise you will die."

As Feng Lin spoke, two dark shadows appeared from his body again.

The black shadow walked towards the man in black robe step by step, like a real person.

The black-robed man's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that he could summon multiple clones.

"In a place like this, where you can't fly, move quickly, or destroy the terrain, the more people you have, the more advantages you have." Feng Lin also walked towards the man in black robes. "So, this is your only chance to survive."

The black-robed man's expression became more and more solemn. He had never expected that he, a dignified semi-saint, would suffer here.

However, the other party was right. In a place like this, the fighting returned to small-scale skirmishes.

Naturally, having more people means more advantages.

The man in black robe hesitated for a moment, prepared to take a step back, and took off his black robe.

This is a middle-aged man, probably in his fifties or sixties judging by his appearance.

There is a vertical eye between his eyebrows, but his three eyes are orange.

"Three-eyed tribe?"

Feng Lin was secretly surprised. He had heard before that a half-saint from the Three-Eyed Clan was just at the foot of the mountain.

I didn't expect that there was a half-saint from the Three-Eyed Clan here. How powerful is this race that it hides two half-saints?

"I am not from the Three-Eyed Clan. Such a despicable race is not worthy of me."

The middle-aged man said calmly, "We are godslayers."

"Godkiller? What is this?"

Feng Lin frowned. He had never heard of such rumors before.

"This is an organization, a god-killing organization. There are all kinds of races in the organization, and we are all working towards our goals."

The middle-aged man paused and continued, "My name is Ning Qu."

Feng Lin seemed to have heard similar rumors before, so he asked, "What is your purpose? To kill the gods?"

"That's right. Apart from the gods sitting on the throne, all descendants of the old gods are also our targets for slaughter."

Ning Qu nodded calmly, "You are so powerful and still so young, you must be the descendant of the old gods, right?"

"No, I am not a descendant of the old gods. Since you have told me so much, there is no need for me to hide it."

As Feng Lin spoke, he also took off his black robe.

Ning Qu looked at Feng Lin carefully and suddenly asked in surprise: "Are you the Feng Lin in the rumors?"

"I am Feng Lin."

“I didn’t expect it. I remember that I received information about you just a few days ago, saying that you were able to break through the four limbs. I didn’t expect that you have already entered the semi-saint stage. No wonder you are so powerful.”

Ning Qu shook his head slightly, "But I would feel better if I lost to you."

While Feng Lin was speaking, the three clones walked towards Feng Lin's body again, merged and disappeared.

The clone contains the Qi that he just separated. At the moment, it doesn't seem like it will fight right away, so he naturally has to take the Qi back.

"I think the establishment of your organization is a bit far-fetched. All the descendants of the old gods, including the new gods, what power do you have? Do you know how many masters are on the opposite side of you?"

Feng Lin looked at Ning Qu and said, "Let's not talk about anything else. If you are really powerful, you should destroy the Yin-Yang Crusaders first."

"We will destroy the Yin-Yang Crusade sooner or later, but not now."

Ning Qu said calmly.

"Who is your boss? How strong is he? Why do I feel like he is just making empty promises to you?"

Feng Lin looked at Ning Qu, "Or are you your boss?"

"If I, at the level of a semi-saint, can become the boss, how can we kill the gods? Feng Lin, it's okay for me to tell you, because I still admire you."

Ning Qu extended his hand to Feng Lin, "You are strong enough to join us God Slayers. We have people at the Saint level here."

"saint……"

Feng Lin's hands in his trouser pockets gradually clenched into fists. It seemed that what his grandfather said was right.

There are many masters hidden in this world.

"That's right. Do you think I'm that kind of brainless person? If there's no saint to keep the place in check, will I join them?"

Ning Qu said calmly. (End of this chapter)