644 The Power of the Sword!

Lin Feng did not hide his cultivation, and the breath of the seven layers of refining the virtual emanated unreservedly. The monks of the divine period below changed slightly and had the intention to retreat, but the other two virtual monks and the combined monks were not like this.

"Ky! You are looking for death!!" Hearing Lin Feng's crazy words, he didn't pay attention to himself at all. The old man in purple robe in the middle of the fit was suddenly angered. He stared at Lin Feng with a gloomy face and said coldly, "I dare to be so arrogant in front of me in the virtual period! Limit your three breaths to hand over the treasure, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel!"

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged. Looking at this man, he said lightly, "I don't know what the senior is called? This thing fell from the sky, and the predestined person got it. The younger generation was lucky to take a step faster. Naturally, this thing belongs to me. Please give the younger generation a face, and the younger generation would like to thank you here.

He didn't want to do anything, so his words were polite. Unfortunately, the other party didn't buy him at all and sneered, "Give you face? What are you! Are you also qualified to say this to me?! Seeing that you are young and your cultivation is not low, you are also a genius. I don't want to bully the young. You hand over the treasure quickly. I won't care about you!"

"Lin Feng?! Is it Lin Feng who won the first place in this year's Danmeng Rookie Competition? It turned out to be him!"

"No, isn't the first Lin Feng in the competition only has the cultivation of becoming a god? This man is seven layers of practice! How can it be the same person?"

"That's him! I have seen him! Did he hide his cultivation when he participated in the competition?!"

At the same time, the other monks except the old man in green robe changed their looks slightly. Several monks had decided to give up fighting for treasure. At this time, they just retreated together. After hearing Lin Feng's name, they couldn't help whispering a few words.

And one of the old man in gray among the two virtual monks also flashed his eyes, looked at Lin Feng in surprise, and then hesitated slightly, but slowly retreated. It seemed that he also gave up grabbing treasures. Because this person is from Dansheng Valley, he also knew that his valley owner needed Lin Feng's help to do a big thing, so after recognizing Lin Feng, he gave up his intention to grab the treasure.

As for another old man in white who refined the virtual nine layers, he looked at Lin Feng and the combined monk with flashes his eyes. He didn't move for the time being and didn't know what he was thinking.

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Lin Feng listened to the words of the old man in green robe, and his eyes turned cold. He was neither humble nor arrogant and said, "I have taken the things. I'm not going to take them out again. Don't force people too much, otherwise I will have to offend you!"

"It turned out to be the first in this year's Danmeng Rookie Competition. No wonder it's so arrogant." The old man in purple robe also heard the comments of those gods monks. After a moment of sneering, he sneered and said, "With a little achievement, you don't know the depth of heaven and earth. What should I force you? That treasure is the first thing I see, so it should belong to me! I will give you one last chance to hand over the treasure, otherwise I will take it myself!"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng could only sigh in his heart. In fact, he also expected that it was impossible to let the other party give up with just a few words, but he still wanted to try. As a result, it seemed that he could not be good. The real element in his body ran quickly, and a cold breath emanated, and he was ready to fight.

He didn't say anything, but the breath on his body had already shown his attitude. The purple-robed monk's eyes flashed sharply and he had completely lost his patience and said, "I gave you a chance. Since you insist on dying, it's no wonder me!"

The atmosphere at the scene became tense in an instant. Seeing that the purple-robed monk was about to take action, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man in Dansheng Valley, and then secretly gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Elder Jin! Lin Feng is a distinguished guest of my Dansheng Valley, and I would like to ask Elder Jin to show mercy!"

He knew that he was afraid that it was impossible for him to let the other party give up the treasure, so he had to retreat and ask the other party to 'retain his hand', at least not to hurt Lin Feng's life.

"Oh?" The purple-robed monk was slightly stunned, glanced at the old man in gray not far away, and then looked at Lin Feng and hummed coldly, "It turns out that there is support from Dansheng Valley. No wonder he is so arrogant, but even so, the treasure will be decided! Boy, blame you for being too ignorant!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong breath burst out from his body. The purple light flashed all over his body. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in place, as if it had turned into a thunder shadow. In an instant, he came to Lin Feng, and his right hand became a claw and grabbed Lin Feng's throat.

In his imagination, Lin Feng, who was in the virtual period, certainly caught himself, but when his right hand grabbed Lin Feng's neck, he was stunned to find that he had pinched an empty space, and Lin Feng in front of him suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"Illusion!" The purple-robed monk was slightly shocked and couldn't believe that he had been deceived by an illusion, but his reaction was also very fast. The spirits surrounding him almost instantly found the trace of Lin Feng. He suddenly turned to the left side. At the same time, a magic seal in his hand had been completed. When he raised his hand, a huge 100-meter thunder net was instantly out of thin air. Condensation, shrouded in the forest wind hundreds of meters away!

However, Lin Feng's movements were no slower than him. When he raised his hand to hit the thunder net, Lin Feng also pinched the secret with his right hand and pointed to him from afar and said coldly, "Ice."

"Hum!!!"

In an instant, the purple-robed monk only felt that the air around him trembled slightly, and a deep chill appeared out of thin air and shrouded in all directions. White light spots emerged, and a slight 'catch' sound of ice came to his ears...

In the eyes of others, a layer of hard ice condensed in the void where the purple-robed monk was located, but in the blink of an eye, a huge iceberg of nearly 100 meters appeared out of thin air, completely freezing him in it!

"Heavenly-level magic!!" An exclamation came from the mouth of a Huashen monk. He looked at the old man in purple robe sealed by the iceberg with a shocked look, and then at a forest wind who teleported easily dodged the thunder net. His eyes were full of unbelievable. Not only he, but also almost all the rest of the other spectators were like this. Originally, almost everyone thought that the purple robe monk took it down. Lin Feng must be as easy as it is, but he doesn't want to get a bargain first from the first time he fights!

Of course, no one would naively think that the purple-robed monk was so defeated. Sure enough, after just one breath, he heard a loud noise in the air. The 100-meter iceberg exploded from the inside in an instant, and the ice splashed in all directions. Many monks on the ground dodged one after another. Looking carefully, they saw a purple thunder. The surrounding figure rushed out of the broken ice, and the old man in purple robe seemed to be unharmed, but his breath became extremely violent. Everyone could see that he was afraid of his murderous intention...

"It's just a virtual period, thinking that there is a heavenly spell that can trap me?! Let me show you what the real heavenly spell is!!"

The purple-robed monk looked cold, and his eyes flashed murderous. Just now, his carelessness was sealed by a young man, and he was in full view of the public. This was simply a great shame for him. He originally planned to give Dan Shenggu a face and Lin Feng a way to live, but now he has decided to kill him. , to vent the anger of the heart.

The powerful true elements of the six layers of the combined body broke out, and the endless power of thunder spirit condensed from the surrounding heaven and earth and gathered all over him. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thunder pool within 100 meters around him.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, stepped a little under his feet, and retreated sharply.

"Would you like to run? It's late!! Die!!" The old man in purple robe smiled ferociously and suddenly rushed out. The power of the thunder spirit around him moved at the moment he rushed out, and condensed into a ten-meter-sized purple dragon head outside his body, as if a thunder dragon rushed out of the thunder pool. The thunder exploded, like the roar of the dragon, crossing the air and chasing Lin Feng.

On the opposite side, Lin Feng's expression also changed slightly in the face of such a powerful and terrible blow, but there was no panic. Instead, he skipped a cold murderous intention in his eyes and said to himself, "I really don't know who is alive... Well, in this case... then use you to 'sword'!"

Lin Feng did not want to fight, but under the heavy treasure**, this idea was obviously a little naive, but even if he started, he didn't want to kill people just now, so he used a heavenly-level ice-based imprisonment spell that he had just learned from the fairy's thoughts. He wanted to trap the other party and then let the other party know the difficulties. He retreated, but he underestimated his opponent. After all, he was a combined monk, and his cultivation was a higher level than him. He easily broke away from his imprisonment and then made a strong counterattack.

Moreover, the other party has obviously had a murderous heart and has not left his hand at all. Whether Lin Feng uses flashing or magic wind and thousands of shadows, I'm afraid he is not sure that he can avoid it, and there is no guarantee that he will not be hurt by using magic or fire resistance... In this case, if Lin Feng still wants to be merciless without hurting people's lives. That's too stupid.

So, Lin Feng directly killed the killer.

He suddenly stopped retreating and stood in the void. His right hand shook, and the red soul flying sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

Hold the sword, raise your hand, and cut forward.

At this moment, everyone present only felt that the world trembled, as if all the light had been hidden, and only the hundred-foot red and purple sword light flashed in the air. The purple thunder dragon, which was originally full of teeth and claws, seemed to be just a small snake in front of this sword light.

The sword light crossed, and the whole thunder dragon was divided into two from beginning to end, and then exploded into a dazzling thunderbolt, like a gorgeous large fireworks blooming. In the deafening roar, it lit up the world within a hundred miles, illuminating the figure of countless monks on the ground.

And the red and purple sword light, after killing the thunder dragon, suddenly disappeared before landing, as if it had never appeared.

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On the ground, the people of Danhun Sect looked up at the sky in amazement, as if they had been touched by acupuncture points.

Suddenly, the figure in front of everyone flashed. Yuan Huang, Tao Qing and Guo Chihuai woke up in an instant and looked at it, but it was Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng! You...just now..."

Tao Qing looked at Lin Feng in surprise and looked up at the sky for a moment. Obviously, he had not fully recovered from the shock.

But Li Yuelin was the calmest. She said with concern, "Xiaofeng, are you all right?"

"Mom, I'm fine." Lin Feng smiled faintly at Li Yuelin, and then said to Tao Qing, "Master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go back to Dansheng City."

Tao Qing completely recovered and nodded solemnly and said, "Okay! We'll go back right away!"

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When the thunder in the sky slowly dissipated, the many monks present came to their senses from the shock. They looked at the center of the explosion, but they could no longer find the purple-robed monk, and even Lin Feng disappeared.

After a brief silence, the pot suddenly exploded.

"Dead...the combined monk... dead?!"

"Of course it's dead! I clearly felt that his breath disappeared at that moment! There is not even a chance to struggle or even scream... kill!"

"Fairy!! That's a fairy weapon!! It can't be wrong! The magic weapon used by Lin Feng to kill the enemy is definitely a fairy weapon!"

"Isn't the red and purple sword light exactly the same as the sword light that cut out the space crack in the sky before?! It can't be a coincidence, it must be the same magic weapon!"

"Why did the fairy weapon refined by Master Lu appear in the hands of this Lin Feng?"

"The purple-robed monk seems to be Wan Lei's apprentice Jin Yuting... He just arrived in Dansheng City yesterday. I'm afraid there will be a big trouble if Lin Feng killed him..."

"By the way, where is Lin Feng? Will you know that there was a big disaster, so you ran away?

"I seem to have seen him go to Dansheng City with the people of Danhun Sect before. Maybe he has returned to the city."

"Hey, this may be a good show..."