Chapter 63 Kill you, just one finger (second update)

Hey hey, count the tickets.

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Lin Feng saw that the power of the rotation on his index finger could not withstand the more powerful mental power. He was more or less unwilling, but he tried several times in a row, and each time under the same circumstances, the power was broken. The only thing that can make him feel a little gratified is that the power of rotation is not strong can actually attract a little aura of heaven and earth.

This weak aura of heaven and earth gathered on the tip of the foreer for a long time.

As long as you have enough mind, it is very easy to practice the Thirteen Fingers. However, even if the finger refining is proficient and whether it can play a role in alchemy, Lin Feng still doesn't have that confidence. After all, the final aura trick is very complicated, not as simple as the thirty-six moves.

Lin Feng stood in place like this, gathering aura and pointing out. The movements were repeated. Although it was a little boring, Lin Feng was very happy, because he felt that he was gathering aura faster and faster, and he was more and more comfortable. And through this continuous finger cultivation, he thought of many other aspects. For example, the use of strength, since you can use strength to transform into different forms, can you use it in the Claw Four?

In the past, when he fought with the enemy, he was all zero-distance buckle, grab, take and pinch. If he could directly transform the power into a long-range attack, then the power should be stronger. Thinking of the infamous ghost hand on the barren mountain outside the Dragon City, the power of the ghost claws issued when he fought with him is still fresh. . It was also because of that battle that I practiced Neiang, so from another perspective, half of my current strength is the credit of the ghost hand.

After more than three consecutive hours of practice, Lin Feng stopped. It's a good thing to immerse himself in hard practice, but he also needs to understand in hard practice. Therefore, in general, real masters will be closed for a few days or months after a battle, just want to summarize through a battle and realize their own abilities.

According to the secret book of Type 49 Big Seal, this kind of secret book is also infinitely powerful in group warfare, especially the Type 13 fingering method can often be killed with one blow. Lin Feng disagrees, but if he makes a finger with all his strength, his power will never be lower than a punch. After all, the way of pointing and punching is different, and there is a big difference in attack power.

"Hey, boy, get out of here. This is my territory."

Just as Lin Feng was addicted to the summary, a very inappropriate voice came to his ear. It came from overhead. I think it should be the disciple of the Royal Sword Flying, with three flowers of strength.

Lin Feng didn't open his eyes and didn't plan to leave. He spoke with his fist at the outer door. Although he didn't guarantee that he could beat millions of disciples in the outer door, at least his luck would not be so bad this time he encountered a hard point when he came to Gangfeng for the first time.

A thought force carefully scanned his body several times, and then heard a more cautious word: "What a powerful skill to restrain your breath. I don't know which disciple of Fengyuan?"

"Well, I want to use my mind to perceive my strength." Lin Feng snorted coldly in his heart. He was a foreign practitioner, and there was no so-called true qi fluctuation in his body. This guy couldn't feel a trace of true qi, and he thought that he was practicing some kind of qi, ignorant and ridiculous guy.

"Brother Huang, who is this person? Dare to occupy our territory and be him?"

"Yes, I killed it directly. Damn, I dare to occupy even our territory. I don't know whether to live or die."

Four more disciples flying with swords appeared above their heads. When they saw someone occupying their practice space, they couldn't help talking, but they couldn't help but talk, as if they were watching the reaction of Brother Huang.

"I can't test this person's true cultivation, so let's go down and have a look first. In case other brothers in Fengyuan who know know can also have a step down."

Five figures jumped off the flying sword and stood in a row to look at Lin Feng, who had always closed his eyes. They come to this mountain to practice every day. Generally, they know their fellow disciples in Sanhuajing. Even if they can't name them, they know the general situation of a person. But when I look at it today, I can't recognize it. It's a new face.

Lin Feng's long hair was covered on his body, and his face was also covered a little. Although his portrait has been circulated at the outer door, it is still very different from that of a real person. It is normal for these five people not to recognize him for a while.

Five powerful momentum rises from the five people. Once the cultivation of the three flowers is unfolded, the true air spreads like turbulently, with infinite killing, and the surrounding air seems to be imprisoned. Many disciples who are practicing not far away have long been far away. They are used to this kind of competition for cultivation territory, and they will not be bored to intervene. How good it is to stay by and watch the fun.

"We are disciples of Sirius Peak. If this brother doesn't want to cause bloodshed, we'd better get out of it as soon as possible, otherwise our brother will only be offended." The man surnamed Huang still felt a little uneasy, so the five people just pressed with momentum, hoping that the guy in front of him who could not find out the depth would consciously leave.

"Hey, boy, our five brothers are giving you enough face. Get out of here."

But Lin Feng was still indifferent and closed his eyes to refresh his mind.

"Looking for death." A sword light stabbed Lin Feng's throat, and finally someone couldn't help it. They all came all the way from fighting and killing, killing countless people. Moreover, at the outer door, even if the five disciples of Sanhuajing are all one flower cultivation, once they are in the same spirit and advance and retreat together, even the children of the three flowers have to weigh the gains and losses.

Just when everyone felt that the blood was about to splash three feet, two fingers appeared in the throat, and the unremomented tip of the sword stopped.

Two fingers clamped the sword over there.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and his eyes were very calm. His mind has been shrouded in this person, and he has not yet developed his power. The people around shouted at the same time, and the scene was a little strange. The disciple who came out of the sword was set in the original order, his body trembled slightly, and the sweat on his face couldn't help rolling.

"A bastard with a flower's cultivation dares to use his sword against me and look for death." Lin Feng's two fingers were hard, the golden light flashed, and the sword broke down with a few clicks. Then he quickly pushed out a palm, and a real palm print condensed in an instant hit the other party's chest fiercely.

Lin Feng took back the power of imprisoning him at the same time. Under the attack of the big hand, the man was shot out. The chest was concave, and the strong force seemed to penetrate his flesh and blood, and the clothes behind him were actually marked with a clear fingerprint, which was just a blood-red palm print.

When Nei Gang just succeeded in cultivation, Lin Feng's instant punched the boulder ten meters away, not to mention now. In addition, under the oppression of Lin Feng's 'potential', the true qi of a flower's cultivation can't be exerted. If you can easily control the true qi and spread qi outside the body, then you can still resist it, but there is not even qi. How can the fragile flesh and blood body withstand the big fingerprints that can open mountains and gravel?

It's just a move. A seven-level master of gas refining with one flower cultivation was directly killed in seconds, and there was not even a chance to resist. There was a cold sound around, which seemed to have been shocked by the unexpected result.

Dozens of eyes focused on Lin Feng at the same time. He still sat firmly on the ground, and the only thing he moved was his right hand. The same family, who was a little far away, seemed to feel the strange atmosphere here, and couldn't help but gather around to see what was going on.

Lin Feng slowly stood up and calmly looked at the four people in front of him. At this time, there was a little panic on their faces. Whoever has a hard fist in the outer door is reasonable. Life and death are natural, and each has its own destiny. This is the law of survival.

"Here, the territory with a radius of ten meters is mine from now on. Who dares to take a step further and kill." As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng's body moved, the speed was like lightning, and the momentum was like a small fire, and the ground shook slightly.

"Puff..." Four blood arrows burst out from the back of the remaining four people's heads at Sirius Peak with their brains.

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Feng has returned to the original place and seems to have not moved at all, but the four blood arrows proved that he did take action just now.

All the disciples retreated continuously, as if they remembered the words of the evil star just now. Whoever dared to take a step further within ten meters would kill him.

The five layers of strength of Lin Feng's right index finger have not yet dissipated, emitting a dazzling golden light.

"It only takes one finger to kill you."

It was a dead silence. For a long time, the four disciples of Sirius Peak fell to the ground at the same time. Five bodies and ten eyes showed panic.

I don't know who was the first to shout out, "He is the poisonous demon Lin Feng."