Magic repair expert

"Elder Chu!!!"

The Golden Core cultivators of Juejianmen were horrified, and many of them screamed subconsciously. They didn't even understand what happened. They only saw Lin Feng's figure suddenly appearing behind Elder Chu, and then In the blink of an eye, he was picked up by Lin Feng like a dead dog, and immediately engulfed by the purple flames that spread from Lin Feng's arms.

Not only these Golden Core cultivators felt at a loss, but even the two Nascent Soul cultivators, Long Yachong and the white-haired old man, were terrified at the moment, and they realized that what Lin Feng had just performed was not an ordinary one. Illusion spells, which can make them unaware, must be heaven-level spells!

"kill!!"

After the shock, there was boundless anger. The white-haired old man shouted angrily, and the sword formula in his hand changed suddenly. The sixteen sword shadows in the midair instantly reunited into one, and the purple light burst into a flash, turning into a thundering dragon, facing Lin Feng. Roar away!

Long Yachong's movements were only slow for a moment, and the golden flying sword shot out in front of him. The sword light surged, and the sword energy soared to the sky. This sword was not as powerful as the white-haired old man's Thunder Dragon, but it did not feel weak How much, it seems that all the power in the surrounding world is condensed on this flying sword, which seems to be able to cut through everything.

Facing enemies on both sides, and it was the strongest killing move launched by two monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, Lin Feng did not flinch at all, but a look of excitement flashed in his eyes. He slightly lowered his head and looked at the flames on his hands, Whispered: "Next... is the form of 'Rong'!"

Clenching his fists violently, the true energy in Lin Feng's body exploded, and the flames wrapped around his body rolled wildly at this moment, and then suddenly shrank inwards, nearly half of them penetrated into his body. An aura that could easily ignite air burst out from his body! !

"Ho!!" Lin Feng raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. He stepped down and disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he appeared in front of the purple thunder dragon more than ten meters away on the left!Flames rolled all over his body, and he swung his right hand like a dragon's claw, as if he wanted to strangle the thunder dragon's throat!

"boom!!!"

The endless thunder light scattered in all directions, and the power of this move exploded, completely engulfing Lin Feng's figure. Just as a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the white-haired old man, a burst of redness suddenly rolled up in the diffuse thunder light. The purple flame storm shattered all the lightning in the blink of an eye, and the flame storm was quickly retracted, and all of them were retracted into the body of a figure in the center.

In the middle of the air, Lin Feng stood on the flames, with a straight body, surrounded by flames all over his body, with his right arm stretched forward, and in his right hand, he was holding a flying sword that shone with purple light! !

"Impossible!!" The white-haired old man shrank his pupils and blurted out in shock. He really couldn't accept that his strongest move was caught by Lin Feng with his bare hands. However, there was something that made him even more unacceptable——Lin Suddenly, the flames on Feng's right hand rose sharply, and a crimson color spread from the ground on the purple flying sword. At the same moment, the flying sword began to vibrate violently, and let out a mournful cry like a living thing.

In just a moment, Lin Feng's right hand was completely clenched, and the trembling and screaming of the flying sword stopped abruptly. The tip and hilt of the sword slipped from the two sides respectively, and there was no sound of shattering, because it was melted from the middle. break!

"Pfft!!" A mouthful of blood spewed out from the white-haired old man's mouth. There was no trace of blood on his face. Compared with the damage caused by the destruction of the flying sword, he was shocked psychologically, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. Generally speaking, he stared blankly at Lin Feng.

"Uncle Master!!"

This scene also made Long Yachong on the other side terrified, but he still hadn't forgotten to act. Amidst the loud shouts, he squeezed the sword formula with his hand and waved it, and the golden flying sword that had been hit just now made a sharp turn in the air , and shot towards Lin Feng unabated.

It's a pity that this sword still missed, and only passed through an afterimage that Lin Feng left in place - Lin Feng just took a step, and appeared in front of the white-haired old man tens of meters away as if teleporting , Blast out with one punch! !

The white-haired old man had already regained his senses under the reminder of Long Yachong, but Lin Feng came too fast, in the horror, he only had time to raise his arms to block in front of him, and at the same time desperately released all the remaining truth in him. Yuan.

"Boom! Crack..."

There was a dull impact sound, and Lin Feng's punch directly pierced the white-haired old man's protective essence, and hit his arm. There was a sound of bone cracking, and the white-haired old man flew out, and sprayed out again. A mouthful of blood.

Lin Feng didn't stop there, but stretched out his five fingers, aimed at the white-haired old man who was thrown flying, and was about to make a final blow to understand the opponent thoroughly, but suddenly heard a loud shout from behind.

"Do it!!"

The one who made the sound was the middle-aged male cultivator who was the leader among the thirteen Golden Core cultivators. Following his order, thirteen flying swords with different lights shot out, constantly changing positions, as if A strange sword came towards Lin Feng like a shroud!

"Sword Formation?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, and just glanced sideways slightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he swung his right hand out horizontally, and a ball of red and purple flames shot out, and then crazily exploded, instantly turning into a sea of ​​flames. It was shot on the sword formation composed of thirteen flying swords.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." In the next second, a series of explosions sounded in the flames, and countless flying sword fragments splashed out like raindrops. Echoing these explosions were thirteen people over there. The muffled groans and screams of the Golden Core cultivator, I saw that all these people were staggering to and fro with painful expressions, and they were no longer in formation in the blink of an eye.

As for Lin Feng, it seemed that he just did an insignificant thing. He stepped down and continued to chase the old man in white who was thrown flying, even turning a blind eye to the golden flying sword that struck again behind him.

Catching up to the dying white-haired old man in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng waved his right hand, and the purple melting fire roared out, engulfing him completely in an instant...

"Ah!!!" The white-haired old man's stern scream came from the raging flames, piercing the hearts of all the Absolute Sword Sect cultivators present like a sharp blade.

Long Yachong's golden flying sword finally chased after him, but he could only pass through an afterimage. A red-purple phantom flashed across the void like a thunderbolt, and arrived in front of Long Yachong in an instant.

"ended……"

The three cold words came into Long Yachong's ears, his pupils shrank violently, and he wanted to defend himself, but found that his body was not in control, and then a sharp pain came from his heart, he lowered his head in a daze, and then I saw a scorched blood hole at the position of the heart at some point, which was transparent from front to back.

Lin Feng slowly withdrew his right hand, and the magic light ring on his index finger shone with light——attaching the power of strange fire to the attack of the magic light ring and shooting it out was something he thought of just now, and he succeeded in the first try.

A golden light flashed on Long Ya's body, and a golden man rushed out from the top of his head, looking terrified and trying to escape, but he only flew a few meters, and a piece of fire box was used as a hood...

Lin Feng didn't give the other party any chance to beg for mercy. With the purple melted fire, Long Yachong's Nascent Soul was instantly wiped out. At the same time, the screams of the white-haired old man over there also disappeared, and his body and his Nascent Soul were completely burnt out.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

On the other side, the thirteen Golden Core cultivators were all scared out of their wits, not having the courage to face Lin Feng, they all turned around and fled in a hurry.

It's a pity that they didn't even escape a hundred meters away, and they were engulfed in the chasing flames...