446 Purple Melting Power!

"Esbyterian Chu!!!"

A group of golden elixir monks at the Juejian Gate were shocked, and many people subconsciously screamed. They didn't even understand exactly what had happened. They only saw Lin Feng's figure suddenly appear behind Elder Chu, and then blinked and saw him being held in his hand by Lin Feng like a dead dog, and then he was followed by The red-purple flame spreading from Lin Feng's arm was swallowed up.

Not only did these Jindan monks feel at a loss, but also the two Yuanying monks, Long Yachong and the white-haired old man, are also shocked at this moment. Only then did they realize that the original ordinary illusion magic that Lin Feng just performed can make them unaware of it. I'm afraid it must be a heavenly spell!

"Kill!!"

After the shock, it was boundless anger. The white-haired old man shouted angrily, and the sword formula in his hand changed rapidly. The sixteen sword shadows in mid-air instantly reunited into one, and the purple light flashed, turned into a thunderous dragon, and roared towards the forest wind!

Long Yachong's action was only for a moment, and the golden flying sword in front of him shot out. The sword light stirred and the sword spirit soared to the sky. This sword was not as powerful as the white-haired old man's thunder dragon, but it gave people a feeling that it was not much weak, as if all the power between the world around him was condensed on this flying sword, as if it could cut through everything.

The enemy on both sides, and it was the strongest killing move of the two Yuanying monks in the later period with anger. Lin Feng did not mean to retreat at all. Instead, his eyes flashed with excitement and fierceness. He looked down at the flames on his hands slightly and whispered, "Next... is the 'melting' form!"

With a sudden clenching of his fists, Lin Feng's body was Zhenyuan*. The flame wrapped around his body rolled crazily at this moment, and then suddenly shrank in, and nearly half of them penetrated into his body. In an instant, a hot breath that seemed to be easily ignited by air burst out of his body!!

"Oh!!" Lin Feng looked up to the sky and roared a little under his feet, and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had appeared in front of the purple thunder dragon more than ten meters away on the left! His whole body was full of flames, and his right hand waved with Jackie Chan's claws, as if he wanted to hold the throat of the thunder dragon!

"Boom!!!"

Endless thunder burst in all directions, and the power of this move broke out, completely swallowing up Lin Feng's figure. As soon as a trace of surprise appeared in the white-haired old man's eyes, he suddenly rolled up a red purple flame storm in the diffuse thunderlight, and smashed all the thunderstorm in the blink of an eye. The flame storm was immediately closed, all I took back a figure in the center.

In mid-air, Lin Feng stood upright, surrounded by flames all over his body, and his right arm stretched forward. In his right hand, he held a purple shining flying sword!!

"Impossible!!" The white-haired old man's pupil contracted and blurted out. He really couldn't accept that his strongest move was taken over by Lin Feng with his bare hands. However, there was something that made him more difficult to accept - the fire suddenly soared on Lin Feng's right hand, and a red color on the purple flying sword began to spread out from the ground where he was held, the same For a moment, the flying sword began to tremble violently, making a sad sound like a living thing.

In just a moment, Lin Feng's right hand was completely clenched, and the tremor and sadness of the flying sword also stopped abruptly. The tip of the sword and the hilt slipped from both sides respectively, and there was no sound of fragmentation, because it was melted and broken from the middle!

"Puff!!" A mouthful of blood spewed out of the white-haired old man's mouth, and there was no trace of blood on his face, which was more psychologically shocked than the damage caused by the destruction of the take-off sword, as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world and looked at Lin Feng in a daze.

"Uncle!!"

This scene also shocked Longya on the other side, but he had not forgotten his action. In the loud shouting, he held the sword and waved it. The golden sword that had just been shot down in the air and shot at Lin Feng unabated with great power.

Unfortunately, this sword still failed, only passing through a remnant of Lin Feng's shadow left in place - Lin Feng just stepped out, as if teleported in front of the white-haired old man dozens of meters away, and punched out!!

The white-haired old man has recovered under the reminder of Long Yachong, but Lin Feng came too fast. In horror, he only had time to raise his arms to block him and desperately release all the remaining true elements.

"Bang!! " click..."

The dull impact sounded, and Lin Feng's punch directly penetrated the white-haired old man's body protection Zhenyuan and bombarded his arm. The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the white-haired old man threw out and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Lin Feng did not stop, but opened his five fingers and aimed at the white-haired old man. When he was about to make a final blow to understand the other party, he suddenly heard a shout behind him.

"Do it!!"

The voice was made by the middle-aged male monk who led the 13 golden elixir monks. With his order, thirteen flying swords with different lights shot out, constantly staggering and changing positions, like a strange sword net covering Lin Feng!

"Sword array?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and just glanced sideways. There was a sne smile at the corners of his mouth. His right hand took the opportunity to throw out, and a red purple flame shot out, and then soared crazily. In an instant, it turned into a wave of fire, slapped on the sword array composed of thirteen flying swords.

"Bang bang bang..." The next second, a series of explosions sounded in the flames, and countless fragments of flying swords splashed out like raindrops. Echoing these explosions, it was the muffled hum and screams of the thirteen golden elixir monks over there. These people looked in pain, and in a blink of an eye, they were no longer formed a formation. .

And Lin Feng seemed to have just done a trivial thing. A little bit under his feet, he continued to chase the old man in white, even turning a blind eye to the golden sword that came again behind him.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the dying white-haired old man. Lin Feng waved his right hand and roared out of the purple molten fire, completely engulfing the other party in an instant...

"Ah!!!" The sad screams of the white-haired old man came from the flames and inserted into the hearts of all the sword monks present like a sharp blade.

Long Yachong's golden flying sword finally came, but it could only pass through a shadow. A red-purple virtual shadow crossed the void like thunder, and in an instant came to Longya Chong in front of him.

"It's over..."

The three cold words came to Longya's ears. His pupils shrank violently and he wanted to defend, but found that his body was not at his disposal. Then a sharp pain came from his heart. He bowed his head at a loss, and then he saw that there was a charred blood hole in his heart, which was transparent in front and out.

Lin Feng slowly withdrew his right hand, and the light of the Ring flashed on his index finger - he shot out the attack of the magic ring, which he just thought of and succeeded.

Long Ya rushed to the golden light on his body, and a golden light man rushed out from the top of his head and wanted to escape with a frightened look, but he only flew a few meters away, and a fire net was under the hood...

Lin Feng did not give the other party any opportunity to beg for mercy. With a roll of purple melting fire, Long Yachong's Yuanying disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the screams of the white-haired old man over there also disappeared, and even the body and Yuanying were completely burned.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

On the other side, the thirteen golden elixir monks were almost scared, and there was no courage to face Lin Feng. They all turned around and fled in a hurry.

Unfortunately, they didn't even escape a hundred meters away, and were swept in the chased flames...