Chapter 332 Breaking the Shape

Lin Feng locked the momentum in the ten thousand days and explored the palm of the hand, which was the palm wind of a hundred thousand thousand power, and the sound of the air explosion. And that ten thousand days did not hesitate to counterattack after a short period of panic. After all, he has practiced for hundreds of years and has rich combat experience. Besides, Lin Feng's palm does not seem to be strong, not as horrible as the legend.

"Bum..." The two palms attacked each other, stirring up layers of ripples, and the monks around him hurriedly avoided. Only those fateful and pseudo-respectful monks did not move, but a burst of murder rose in their eyes.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and your strength has greatly advanced." Lin Feng smiled, cut in with a single knife, and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of strength, fighting close to the ten thousand days like a combat weapon.

Unless monks are good at refining the body, such as the Titans in the giant world, they prove it by force. The physical strength of such monks is extraordinary, and they are the best at close combat. The rest of the monks are very weak, either relying on the first-class mana or carrying out the attack of magic power. Once there is a close battle, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

When Lin Feng was still a small mortal, he practiced very domineering boxing. Later, he practiced swordsmanship, and even learned a little from swordsmanship, so he suddenly flashed nearly ten thousand days and immediately showed seven-step killing boxing. This kind of fierce boxing is simply earth-shaking by a figure comparable to a pseudo-respect.

The mana is compressed on both fists, and each punch has a hundred thousand combat power. The sky is full of fist shadows, superimposed layer by layer, completely suppressing the ten thousand days in a five-foot space.

Ten thousand days is only the peak of evolution, and the power field has not been cultivated, so the attack on Lin Feng can only reluctantly hold up a layer of mana shield outside the body. I don't know what Lin Feng thinks. Countless fists and shadows bombarded on the shield only arouse ripples, but they have never been broken.

Those pseudo-respecting monks who were going to take action in the disaster of life, when they saw that there was no danger in the ten thousand days, they took back their momentum. In the face of so many peers, let the two evolutionary monks solve the problem by themselves. They also knew for a long time that there was a sworn hatred between Wan and Lin Feng, and the legend of Lin Feng was even more like thunder.

But I only heard rumors before, but I didn't see them with my own eyes. Now when I see him suppressing Wan Tianda like crazy, I also want to watch it from the wall. First, I will observe it carefully, so as not to really overturn the boat in the gutter.

At the beginning, Lin Feng's attack momentum was turbulent, and the tide was higher than the tide, but he never failed to break through the only layer of shield. Time faltered day by day, and this day really made everyone shake their heads.

This is not a decisive battle between the great enemies of life and death. It's simply acting.

Especially those monks who have met with Lin Feng or seen him shake their heads puzzled.

"Mad, what's wrong with Lin Feng of the Beast Spirit Gate? It took him a day to deal with a monk in the realm of evolution. Does he have any unspeakable secrets?" Long Feiji of Xingdoumen muttered and scolded at the lowest.

Yun Piaomiao of the Refinery Gate just looked at it for half an hour and then went to continue to collect the fire of Jiyang. No one else has seen it with their own eyes, but he can see it clearly. I don't know how much better this guy is than himself. The ten thousand days of Qunxing Island is the peak of evolution. Lin Feng can poke him to death with just one finger. How can it take so long?

I don't know how strong Lin Feng's physical strength and endurance is. However, after a whole day, he still felt that he had endless power all over his body, and after a day of tossing, the mana was about to be exhausted, and the shield was thin to the extreme and would collapse at any time.

"This act really needs talent." Lin Feng immediately withdrew his fist and retreated. Those monks who had been watching thought that Lin Feng was going to suspend the attack. Unexpectedly, after he received his fist, his mana rolled on his body and copied with both hands, unexpectedly shrouded more than a dozen disciples of the Star Island who were in the disaster.

And he also wears a top-quality magic weapon suit and holds a top-quality sword. When the body moves, it is a sword light.

"Be careful." Those disciples who died in the disaster changed their faces slightly and put on battle clothes one after another. Eight of them are medium-grade battle clothes, and only two are top-grade battle clothes. However, judging from the fluctuation and luster of the aura, the quality is not as good as Lin Feng's battle clothes.

"What on earth does Lin Feng of this Beast Spirit Gate want to do? Shall we take action?" Several pseudo-respecting disciples exchanged ideas with each other, and their momentum was ready to move.

"No, my master is not here, and it's better to be conservative. Let's see what kind of trick Lin Feng is playing. The oldest-qualified hypocrite shook his head gently, and his eyes flashed with a fierce look.

The fighting power of the elders in the disaster is generally about 6 million, and the combat power in the disaster that reaches the peak will be about 9 million, so the fully armed counterattack of ten people makes the sky dark. At this time, the monk who had been watching was secretly shocked, and Lin Feng seemed to be comfortable in the face of the huge counterattack momentum. The body is out of the ghost, erratic, and the breath on the body is looming.

"In a circle." A veteran of the disaster roared, and the ten monks immediately formed an iron barrel array, and at the same time surrounded the ten thousand days of exhausted mana.

"Hey hey, this is a good way." A sneer appeared at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth, and the light and dark soul in the space of Zifu suddenly turned and disappeared.

In the moment when everyone was slightly stunned, a sword light crossed the arm of a desperate elder.

"Ah..." The scream sounded, and a blood arrow spewed out.

"It's invisibility. Be careful." The oldest pseudo-respect on Qunxing Island immediately changed his eyes, and a big and perfect wind spirit baby popped up and turned into a whirlwind. "The wind is broken." Then his body moved, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind, wrapping the eleven disciples in.

"Oh, this group of disciples of Xingdao have a good understanding and have actually cultivated the power of the wind system to such a high level." Lingmu Dazun's eyes showed strange light, "There are also talented disciples in Qunxing Island. This pseudo-respecting disciple has a chance to attack the regular situation for more than a hundred years."

"This move contains a perfect heavenly magic power, wind escape, and the abation technique of cultivation. I don't know how Lin Feng can cope with it?" Linghuo Dazun also nodded.

"Look, the old pseudo-zun Sloch of Qunxing Island has taken action. He has actually cultivated to the point of impact the change of life against the sky. It seems that he is about to hit the divine Taoist baby." Some monks who have practiced for thousands of years are also geniuses who knew their peers, but they couldn't help sighing when they saw the first hypocrite of the Star Island.

Whether it is to solve personal grudges or ** naked provocations, the reputation of this group of star islands will be greatly reduced. A disciple in the early stage of the evolutionary world not only dragged down the strong man at the peak of the evolutionary world, but also made the elders of the top ten disasters in a hurry. In the end, even the first pseudo-respect took action. This Lin Feng is really like a rumor, which is unfathomable.

Slouch's heavenly magic power really has the ability to break the shape. Wherever the wind goes, Lin Feng suddenly showed his figure. However, as soon as he showed his figure, the sword light around him was full, forming a layer of sword light shield.

With a loud bang, the sword light shield suddenly broke, and a stick came out of nowhere and hit Lin Feng's shoulder.