033 Destroy the enemy

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"Ah!!!"

He Wenyang screamed in horror. Without the previous calmness, even the hatred or ecstasy in his heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless horror!

Flying sword!!

It turned out to be a flying sword!!

It's like fighting between two people on the earth. One of them is powerful and powerful. I thought it was sure to win, but I suddenly found that the other party actually took out a submachine gun. This feeling... There is only panic and despair!

Only then did He Wenyang find that he still underestimated the other party. It turned out that the sword in the other party's hand was not only a spiritual weapon, but also a flying sword!!

Flying sword is a super magic weapon that only monks in the Jindan period can have and control!! How can a boy in the training period have it?! And the most important thing is... How could he control it?!

All this converged into the three words 'impossible' in He Wenyang's mind, but now he has no time to think about what's going on. The speed of the flying sword is far beyond his imagination, lest he end up like the previous two. His whole body is really excited, condensing a purple light curtain outside his body, and at the same time With a kick, he jumped to the right side in confusion.

"Wo!"

He dodged in time, and the flying sword almost wiped his cheek and flew over. There were a few strands of cut hair floating in the air, and the purple light curtain he condensed did not block at all!

Surprisingly dodged a blow, but the crisis was not eliminated, because after flying more than ten meters, the flying sword circled in place and shot from behind him!

"Ah!!"

He Wenyang roared almost crazily, turned his left hand, and there was already a golden jade charm in his hand. The next second, the golden light of the jade charm was shining, and a solid golden mask suddenly appeared around him.

-Spiritual Defense Dharma!!

As the head of the family, it is naturally impossible for He Wenyang not even to have a spiritual light defense magic weapon, and the range and intensity of this spiritual light mask are obviously more powerful than that of Lin Feng's, indicating that it should be a magic weapon-level magic weapon.

However, in front of the spiritual weapon flying sword, He Wenyang knew that he could not expect that this medium-level spiritual light mask alone could be completely blocked, so he had dodged again at the same time and waved out the big knife in his hand.

"Sneer!"

A slight sound, as expected by Wenyang, even if it was a medium-level spiritual light mask, it only blocked the invisible power of the flying sword. The flying sword penetrated the light mask with almost no pause, and then collided with the long knife he waved!

"Hang!! " click..."

With a harsh impact sound, He Wenyang only felt the tearing pain of the tiger's mouth. The huge anti-shock force made him almost unable to hold the handle of the knife, and what shocked him more was that there was a clear cracking sound in the sound of the impact!

The flying sword was blocked by the long knife, but it also deviated from a trace and crossed from He Wenyang's eyes again. When he looked down at the long knife in his hand, he found that... The long knife had broken from the middle, and there was only half of the knife in his hand!

The spiritual light mask was broken, and the strongest magic weapon knife was also destroyed. Although He Wenyang avoided the attack of the flying sword twice in a row, when he got up from the ground in confusion, his heart was already full of despair...

--I can't block it... spiritual weapon flying sword... I can't block it at all!!

As soon as he looked up and saw Lin Feng in front of him, he suddenly showed endless resentment and madness in his eyes. He threw away the broken knife in his hand and turned over his hand, and there was already a dark purple magic charm in his hand.

This is an excellent three-level magic charm, which is equivalent to the magic attack issued by a late Jindan monk. It is He Wenyang's strongest card. It is a 'family heirloom' that no one has been willing to use for decades. Now, He Wenyang is in a desperate situation and has to take out this magic charm to kill Lin Feng with one blow. .

He never thought that this magic charm would be used to deal with a monk during the training period, and it was in such an incredible situation.

Taking out the magic charm, He Wenyang's whole body was full of excitement and was ready to stimulate it, but at this time, he saw Lin Feng on the opposite side raise his hand and pointed to himself again!!

"No!!!"

He Wenyang's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned gray in an instant. In madness, he wanted to throw out the magic charm in his hand.

But...it's still late!!

It can only be blamed that his reaction was a little slow under a series of surprises, or the speed of the flying sword was too fast. He had a momentary flaw because he took out the magic charm. A silver sword light broke through the air from his left side with the momentum of thunder. At the moment before he stimulated the magic charm, it passed through his throat!!

"hoho..."

He Wenyang's action was fixed in an instant and opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. He pinched the right hand of the magic charm and waved half of it, but he could no longer move at all...

Time seemed to stand still for a second or two, and then a blood line appeared on He Wenyang's neck. His head drooped little by little, and then fell directly from his chest. A blood spring spewed out and sprayed around like rain...

Dead!!

The master of the He family, a nine-level master of foundation, didn't even have a chance to use the last strongest means, so he was cut off his head by the flying sword!

......

Everything happened in a few seconds, from flying out to kill the first person, to killing He Wenyang now, it's only a dozen seconds!

It was not even until this time that the three monks in the later stage of the practice on the other side fully reacted and looked at the body of He Wenyang's head, all of whom were scared to death.

"Ah!!!"

Finally, one of them reacted first, screamed in horror, turned around and ran away!

"Flying Sword!! It's a flying sword!! He is Jin Dan..."

Another person seemed to be scared and confused. Unexpectedly, he didn't know how to escape at the first time, but screamed as if he had seen a ghost. But before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Feng's hand in front of him wave and the sword light flashed. Around the man's neck, a human head rose to the sky!!

"Ah!!"

The person next to this person was the one who had been scratched on the chest by the flying sword before. He was almost scared and even rolled and crawled to retreat, but he escaped less than ten meters, and the flying sword caught up with him and pierced his chest.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me!! Ah!!"

The last person to escape was just a hundred meters more. The flying sword did not stop at all because of his begging for mercy, and directly cut his throat.

- So far, all eight enemies have been killed!

"Zing..."

The flying sword killed all the enemies one after another, but the sword still shone with silver light, and even a trace of blood was not stained. It sounded like an excited sword in the air, circled and returned to Lin Feng.

“......”

At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to be in an extremely strange state. His eyes were red, and there was only crazy murderous intent in his eyes, but at this moment, he gradually dispersed, as if he had gradually regained his mind. Looking at the flying sword suspended in front of him, he seemed to be a little stunned.

"Royal Sword..."

Gently spit out two words in his mouth. Lin Feng seemed to be a little unbelievable. He looked down at his hands blankly and held them hard. He only felt that endless power was churning in his body. He had never felt such abundant power. He didn't even know that this power would come to the end. From where...

"What the hell...what's going on?"

Everything just now was vivid, including the scene of his sword killing enemies one by one. Lin Feng was extremely clear, but he couldn't understand how he could have so much power to control the flying sword.

"Boh..."

At this moment when Lin Feng was stunned, he vaguely seemed to hear a soft sound, and then he felt that the surging power in his body suddenly retreated like a tide. He had the illusion that even his soul was emptied in an instant. He only felt a shock in his brain, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer and almost fell down.

"Oh!!"

At this time, the flying sword floating in front of him also seemed to suddenly lose its power and fell at his feet and inserted into the soil.

A feeling of extreme fatigue surged all over his body. Lin Feng only felt as tired as he had run hundreds of miles in one breath. His cold sweat soaked his whole body in an instant and gasped heavily.

Lin Feng wanted to sit down and recover immediately, but he knew that it was not okay. He looked around, put away his flying sword, and then took out a series of fireball charms. The fireballs were thrown out one after another, accurately lighting the nine bodies on the ground, including Lu Cheng.

Immediately, there was a 'sizz' sound and a strong burning smell around. After only a moment, there were only nine piles of ashes left on the ground.

Lin Feng quickly walked around the battlefield, found magic weapons from every pile of ashes, and put them away directly without looking at them.

After cleaning the battlefield, Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the direction of Qingyun City, and then turned around and walked into the seven peak forest on the other side. Several flashes completely disappeared into the dark forest...