Chapter 43 Inner Disciples

The disciple of Taoist Realm officially appeared, and the next plot will become more and more enjoyable...

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Two flying swords without condensed flowers are absolutely garbage in Lin Feng's eyes. As for whether they have the ability to break through their own inner strength, Lin Feng does not bother to pay attention to them. The principle of being a person is that people don't offend me, and I don't offend others. If anyone offends me, I will pay it back a hundred times.

Two sword lights came in an instant. There was a cold light in the eyes of the middle-aged man watching, and a ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Two crippled old men move so fast. Look at the attack timing of these two swords. The attack target is very accurate." Lin Feng was guessing whether they were from assassins, but the bottom of his hand was not at all ambiguous. His body was covered with three layers of strength, and his right hand grabbed one of the old men with a 'button'.

Since practicing the Magic Claw Four, Lin Feng has increasingly felt that this simple four claw skills are wonderful and endless.

All the well-eyed people saw that the young man actually gave up defense, but suddenly exclaimed when he met the counterattack. Even the two old men's eyes were slightly stunned when the sword came, but they did not mean to withdraw the sword.

"Dang, Dang" made two crisp sounds. Lin Feng's body was like steel, and the two swords slid past his neck.

"If you use magic soldiers, I may be a little afraid. It's a pity that you have miscalculated. Since you are not young, I'll give you a ride. Lin Feng's speed is very fast. When the opponent's attack is fruitless, two swords of thought force will attack, and he will not leave the other party a chance to counterattack again.

The right hand easily clasped an old man's neck, and his left hand quietly grabbed another old man's sword.

"Cock, click"

The first sound is the sound of Lin Feng crushing the other party's neck, and the second sound is the sound of breaking the other party's air sword.

"Looking for death, dog guts." The middle-aged man who was watching the battle was shocked and a gas sword came into the air and attacked Lin Feng's lower plate.

"The Sword of the Divine Soldier."

Lin Feng didn't expect this middle-aged man to sacrifice a divine soldier. Although he was conceited, he was not conceited enough to directly block the power of the divine soldier with his body. He couldn't help roaring, and the five layers of strength added to his body, and his whole body was shining with gold. At the same time, when the idea moved, a divine soldier was also empty. It was the intermediate divine soldier Tiancanan Sword.

Two sword lights collided directly in mid-air without fancy.

"Hmm." Lin Feng suddenly turned one side on his face. In the moment when the two swords came into contact just now, a cold and evil force came from the other party's sword body, and the power was fierce, as if he wanted to directly defeat his magic soldier.

However, Lin Feng was surprised that the middle-aged man was even more panicked. The power of the divine soldier he had been swallowed up in an in an asswift. Although the divine soldier who had been sacrificed for many years was in an advantage, once it was out of the control of the mind, the sword would lose control. Where on earth is this young man?

The two magic soldiers handed over several times in the sky, both of which seemed to be a little difficult. Lin Feng snorted coldly. This guy is really difficult to deal with. Nianli joined the sword body again, and his whole body rushed to the middle-aged man. He needed to fight with this person at close range. He believed that people who practiced seven levels of qi with his own physical strength could really fight against each other.

Moreover, I have an unparalleled advantage, that is, I can use it all at once, and the other party can only use it all at once. If you control the magic soldiers wholeheartedly, you will definitely suffer from close combat everywhere. However, once you give full play to the strength of the three flowers, then the magic soldiers in the sky. It is bound to be overwhelmingly defeated.

I can't see that Lin Feng can control the magic soldiers while fighting close at the same time, which is extremely fierce. The middle-aged man finally changed his color and gently touched his feet. The ground was shattered by the powerful Zhenqi, and then turned into a stone hidden weapon and flew to Lin Feng under the blow of Zhenqi, hoping to block a few breaths.

But Lin Feng is not even afraid of the air sword, not to mention these hidden weapons.

With a crackling sound, those stones turned into the end of the year, and Lin Feng was still approaching the middle-aged man. The strength of the fist has begun to expand. Once time matures, this fist will become the best attack weapon.

"Receed." The middle-aged man couldn't avoid it. He actually pinched a fingerprint and took back the magic soldier. Then the whole person turned into a shadow, constantly avoiding and retreating, trying to get out of Lin Feng's momentum.

"If you want to escape, punch me first." The blood flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and the magic soldier in the sky stabbed the middle-aged man's head. Does this fool think that he can escape wholeheartedly by taking back the divine soldier? But he forgot that there was a magic soldier in the sky. Can he retreat faster than the flying sword?

"I'm fighting with you." The two divine soldiers collided fiercely again at two meters in front of the middle-aged man. He actually sacrificed the divine soldiers at the last moment, but Lin Feng's fist was still present at this pause.

A cyan true gas shield shrouded the middle-aged man, but it collapsed at a touch. It had no effect. It was just like a piece of paper.

How powerful is Lin Feng's fist? It is equivalent to a three-flower realm and one flower cultivation. It is as powerful as the true spirit of his whole body. He didn't believe that this middle-aged man's body could be stronger than himself.

A blood arrow spewed out of the opponent's mouth, and it was Lin Feng's eyes that attacked.

It turned out that the other party was also a fierce character. After being hit hard by Lin Feng, he actually spit out a mouthful of blood as a hidden weapon with the help of the power of this punch. It can be seen that Lin Feng still lacks a lot of actual combat skills.

But Lin Feng is not an ordinary practitioner of external skills, but has refined the whole body. Although a blood arrow is quite powerful, it is still easily resolved.

The middle-aged man was punched out, spitting blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

However, just as Lin Feng wanted to make up for a punch, suddenly a chill rose from his spine, and then a majestic voice came.

" Stop it."

Lin Feng withdrew his strength, recalled the divine soldiers, and looked up at the sky. A handsome and beautiful man floated in mid-air.

"Taoist realm." The fire phoenix suddenly shouted.

The beautiful man seemed to go down the steps and walked down from the sky with elegant movements.

"This person is the first person in charge of Xianmen here. He has the token given by the Presbyterian, so killing him is not good for you." The beautiful man spoke like a spring breeze, which was lukewarm. He kept scanning Lin Feng and nodded and smiled, "Not bad, not bad, very suitable."

The middle-aged man who was knocked to the ground struggled to kneel on the ground and said with some difficulty, "Huang Shu, a disciple of the outer door, paid a visit to Brother Feng. Tell my brother that this man innocently killed the third person in charge here at the gate of the city. In order to protect the honor of Xianmen, the son brought someone to arrest him. Unexpectedly, this man was cruel...

"Shut up, do you still have the face to talk?" The beautiful man drank his words, and then still looked at Lin Feng with a smile, "Is what he just said true?"

"No, Brother Lin had to take action to save me. Please punish me." Fire Phoenix stood in front of Lin Feng and wanted to take the responsibility on himself.

The beautiful man looked at the fire phoenix and said softly, "Who is the ice phoenix you?"

"Do you know my sister?" Fire Phoenix seems to see a little turning point.

"Your sister?" The beautiful man's eyes lit up randomly. He looked at him a few more randomly, and there was a smile on his face. "You're not the girl who accidentally ate the flame fruit in those years. In a blink of an eye, she has grown into a little beauty."

"Ah, you are... Are you Brother Feng?" Fire Phoenix asked in a low voice that he didn't dare to confirm.

"Haha, isn't it? I'm the wind brother who was called a big bad guy by you." The beautiful man Feng seemed to think of something interesting. He laughed louder, and then turned his head to look at Huang Shu, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in an unquestionable tone, "If you die, die. What's the use of leaving a waste? The cruel person in your mouth is a disciple of Xianmen Danyuan. During this period, there are a lot of outer disciples who died in his hands, and they are very famous. If I hadn't stopped you just now, you would have become a corpse. Get out of here! Go back and recuperate. The affairs here will be handed over to the second person in charge for the time being.

"Yes." Huang Shu was not dissatisfied at all. He stayed in Xianmen for more than ten years and was in awe of the inner disciples. What they said was the same as the imperial edict. No, it should be more effective and dignified than the imperial edict.

After Huang Shu stumbled away, the wind looked at his back contemptuously. "I haven't broken through after eating so many purple elixir for so many years. If it hadn't been for someone in the Presbyterian, I would have been punched in the head just now."