Chapter 62 Suppression

"Haha••I heard it correctly, right? Even if your sword formula is extremely powerful, the attack range is about ten feet at most. I fly in the void, and your sword formula can't even touch my body. Do you still want to kill me? I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth!" Ma Fei looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Humph, do you think I only know this sword formula?" A sneer rose from the corners of Lin Jian's mouth.

"What if you have more powerful Taoism? Your own cultivation is limited. Even if your Taoism is strong, you are not strong enough to carry out long-range attacks, and I am condescending and in a dominant position. You can't attack me at all. Ma Fei condescendingly despised Lin Jian and looked sarcastic, "Lin Jian, don't dream. You won't be my opponent!"

"Is it?" Lin Jian's face was cold, and his dark eyes were full of cautious fishy light, and he did not hide the murderous intention in his eyes.

Since Ma Fei despises him so much, he will definitely "surprise" Ma Fei. Although the fact is that his attack power can't attack Ma Fei in the void, that's only the general situation, except for his killer!

Ma Fei stared at Lin Jian with a contemptuous face. He wanted to see what means Lin Jian could do to attack him suspended in the void. In fact, he didn't believe what means Lin Jian could do at all. Lin Jian's words were just a sign of arrogance in his eyes.

"Eight Wild Tripods!" At this moment, the silent Lin Jian suddenly shouted, and a strong and shocking weather broke out like a tide, overwhelming and continuous.

In an instant, Ma Fei, who was far above dozens of feet of void, changed his face greatly. His eyes, which were originally despised, were full of horror and shock at this moment.

The momentum broke out from Lin Jian's body, and even he, who was suspended in the void, felt great pressure in an instant, and it rolled like a tide, surrounding him from all directions, like spider silk wrapping him around him. For a moment, he even felt that his breath seemed to be suffocated.

The pressure rolls, just like the pressure of the superiors on the subordinates, which cannot be resisted. Ma Fei did not expect that Lin Jian in the early stage of Yuanlijing could cause such a huge momentum and pressure on him as a master in the later stage, and he was shocked by dozens of feet of void. At the same time, he immediately felt something wrong and a trace of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Ma Fei felt a huge crisis. Without thinking much about it, he dared not delay any more time. The wings behind the vibration were about to escape from the pressure of Lin Jian.

However, at this time, the scene changed in vain. A bronze bronze tripod suddenly flew out of Lin Jian's forehead and quickly suppressed Ma Fei with lightning speed.

It's the Eight Wastes Tripod!

The Bahuang Ding has changed from small to large, expanding rapidly at the speed of the naked eye, like a flash of lightning, flying towards the horse.

"Ah!" Ma Feideng made a miserable cry, and the endless pressure was as high as Mount Tai. Without giving him any time to escape, the Bahuang Tripod had already flown above his head.

"Boom!" Ma Fei's heart seemed to have a thunderous buzz, which shocked his heart. The strong sound waves swept his whole body in an instant, which made his brain echo.

"Puff!" Without any surprise, Ma Fei finally couldn't stand the pressure. A mouthful of red blood spewed out of his mouth and sprinkled it in the sky, like blooming blood roses, drifting away and evil.

Then, Ma Fei felt that his body suddenly surged up with a thousand pounds. On his head, he seemed to bear a huge mountain peak. He seemed to be carrying the whole world, and the pressure was heavier than Mount Tai, which was extremely heavy.

His body could no longer withstand such great pressure. The transparent wings behind him dissipated into waves, and his body fell from dozens of feet of void.

"Boom!" The ground was smashed into a deep pit, and Ma Fei fell down like a huge boulder, and the earth sounded a fierce shock, stirring up a thick dust fog.

The thick smoke and dust gradually dissipated. Due to the heavy falling force and a close contact with the earth, how can the practitioners of Yuanlijing, who are only thicker than ordinary people, withstand such huge friction?

Ma Fei's whole body is soaked with blood at this moment, embedded in the deep pit smashed by him. His breath is weak, his spirit is weak, and he is dying, as if he is going to burp at any time.

One tripod suppresses the heavens, one tripod suppresses mountains and rivers, and one tripod suppresses heaven and earth!

As soon as the Eight Wasteland Tripod came out, Ma Fei was immediately suppressed. Under the suppression power of the Eight Wasteland Tripod, Ma Fei did not have any resistance. He was weak like a small sheep. In front of the powerful force, he did not even have a trace of resistance, so he was suppressed by a tripod.

He fell to the ground like a dog and didn't even have the strength to breathe.

Of course, because Lin Jian still had something to ask Ma Fei, he did not directly use the power of the Eight Wastes Tripod to kill him, but left him with a faint breath to survive.

Ma Fei, who was dying, could no longer pose any threat to Lin Jian. Lin Jian's eyes turned and looked at the eight wilderness tripod above Ma Fei's head, and his dark eyes flashed a strange color.

Seriously speaking, this is the first time that he directly used the Bahuang Tripod to fight against the enemy. Although he had long expected that the Bahuang Tripod was very powerful, the current performance of the Bahuang Tripod still surprised Lin Jian. He had not used all the power of the Bahuang Tripod, and it was still dozens of feet apart, just in an instant. Ma Fei's suppression at the peak of the power realm not only has no power to fight back, but also has no power to escape.

Even if Lin Jian has known the power of the Bahuang Tripod for a long time, he is still shocked. It is worthy of his biggest killer. The suppression power of the Bahuang Tripod is really powerful, and I'm afraid that even the masters of the spiritual realm can suppress it in an instant.

While Lin Jian sighed in his heart, Bahuang Ding also seemed to feel something, quickly shrank, and finally turned into a little fluorescence. In an instant, he got into Lin Jian's eyebrows and disappeared invisible.

How about it? Didn't you say I couldn't kill you? What else do you have to say now?" After withdrawing the eight wilderness tripod, Lin Jian walked to Ma Fei with a blank face and his voice was cold.

"Cough•••ke•••" Ma Fei's lungs fluctuated violently, gasping heavily and coughing violently. He turned his body with difficulty and his face facing the sky. He looked at the dark figure in front of him, with a trace of fear and shock flashed in his eyes.

He never dreamed that Lin Jian would have such an ultimate killing move. In just one breath, he suppressed him. He was seriously injured and had no resistance.

"Why? Why are you so powerful? What happened to the tripod just now? Why don't I know at all?" Ma Fei's voice was strongly shocked.

Unwilling, shock, fear, fear, fear•••••• At this moment, he really felt the breath of death, as if death was pulling him into the embrace of endless darkness.

"Now I'm asking you, not me." Lin Jian snorted coldly.

"What do you want?"