Chapter 102 The World of Sword

After three breaths, Lin Feng returned to the same place. At this time, his face was more surprised. The strength of this strict flesh and blood seemed to be very high. Compared with the people in the big world, his physique was one to two times stronger. Does this also have something to do with the sword of the field?

The battle came too suddenly and ended too suddenly.

Tuo Yan is no longer human when lying on the ground. If it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest, it's basically no different from the dead. The people on Tianjue Peak were shocked one by one, and their breathing became heavy.

Lin Feng took a few steps forward, came to Tuo Yan's side, and sighed, "Your cultivation is not yet home. Originally, I didn't mean to kill you, but you found a way to die. Although I really want to get your kendo formula, since you have no hope of rebirth to life, the kendo formula will also go with you and disappear forever.

The corners of Tuo Yan's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but Lin Feng really didn't give him another chance. He poked his right index finger, and his huge finger penetrated his forehead.

Is it just like this? The eyes of several heads of the Hu family were straight. A top master who condensed the sword of the field was killed alive with a few punches. How terrible is the guy who accidentally picked it up this time?

"Hm, is that?" Lin Feng just wanted to turn around and leave. He saw an illusory shadow rising on the dead Tuo Yan's body, which was exactly the same as Tuo Yan, and this shadow actually struggled to escape.

"The soul?" Lin Feng can't believe that in the world, the soul body will only appear after the death of the immortals who successfully ignited the soul fire on the second floor of the Taoist realm. It is the soul body visible to the naked eye. Although this is not a soul entity in front of us, there is no doubt that this is indeed a soul.

In the thought space, the resentful spirit split who practiced with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and two purple lights with thunder and lightning flashed away, and a wisp of spiritual thinking was transmitted into Lin Feng's main idea.

"Can the grudge split actually devour the soul? This soul can also help him practice. As long as the number is enough, the fire of the soul core can successfully condense the halo of the soul core. At that time, the resentful spirit can evolve into a resentful emperor. In addition to not being able to use magic power, its strength is enough to be comparable to the real master of the four layers of Taoism. Lin Feng never thought that at this moment, the resentful spirit split would wake up and take the initiative to send ideas.

"The head!" The disciples of Tianjuefeng cried sadly and knelt on the ground at the same time.

Seeing that the feet of the soul were about to leave Tuo Yan's body, Lin Feng smiled, and a light flashed in the middle of his eyebrows, and a huge idea with a diameter of more than one meter appeared in mid-air. As soon as the thought moved, it instantly turned into a big mouth and bit it without hesitation.

"Ah..." This kind of scene suddenly made many people scream.

After the thought wrapped Tuo Yan's soul and returned to the thought space, a purple light shrouded the thought in the eyes of the resentful spirit, and then he saw that Tuo Yan's soul was swallowed up and absorbed without any resistance. The fire of the soul core, which was originally a little dim, suddenly lit up.

The light flashes in Lin Feng's eyes. This soul actually has such an effect. The fire of the soul core can also directly refine the soul, which is too contrary to heaven.

Suddenly, a huge message rushed into the main idea like a flood, and Lin Feng might as well snorted miserably. The torrent was so big that it took a long time to stop. Lin Feng, who had a sweat on his forehead, closed his eyes and felt it, because the torrent just now was actually a memory, a complete memory, a memory from the birth record to the end of life. Even the memory of seeing Lin Feng's killing finger at the last moment before his death was included. This information was too huge to be digested for a while.

There was a tangled look on his face. Lin Feng suppressed a cold hum, "Leave everything on you, as far as you can." After saying that, he shook his body and jumped a few times. Lin Feng got into the cave, and a murderous word echoed in the air, "I want to shut up. No one will wait to get close, otherwise there will be no mercy."

In the cave, Lin Feng sat on the stone**, and his whole mind was immersed. The huge information in the main idea began to flow, and Tuo Yan's life gradually appeared in front of Lin Feng.

Under the cliff, after Lin Feng left, the disciples of Tianjuefeng, who knelt on the ground and cried sadly, looked pale and at a loss. The young man who looked like a beggar just just now was so horrible. He killed the top master with the sword of the field, especially the last one. The huge crystal clear thing actually ate Tuo Yan's soul in one bite. What kind of means is this? They have occasionally heard of it. If that's the case. Then I'm afraid that this person's strength will even retreat from the suzerain of the Sword Sect.

"Immortal, this person must be an immortal among the people outside the world. It must be so." Hu Dajia shouted excitedly, "It's the immortals, brothers, it's the immortals who are coming."

Tianjuefeng's disciples were really dead at this time. Just now, they would rather not believe it, but when they heard Hu Da's shout, the last line of defense in his heart completely collapsed and collapsed on the ground and their eyes were stunned.

"Big brother, Shangxian needs to be closed. We have to be quiet." A relatively calm Hu brother came forward and whispered.

"Ah, yes, yes, what the third brother said is that we should finish what Shangxian just explained as soon as possible."

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Three days have passed, and there is no movement in the cave; seven days have passed, and there is still no movement in the cave. On the tenth day, a majestic voice spread all over the cliff.

"Let Xiaoya send a sword stone."

In a short time, a petite figure climbed up from the rattan, and his skills were still so vigorous. However, when Xiaoya came to Lin Feng this time, she knelt down and said in awe, "Xiaoya met the immortals."

With a frown, how did she become an immortal? And such a cute girl was very innocent last time, but this time she became a humble layman.

"Wing up, Xiaoya, can you bring Jian Yishi?" Lin Feng tried to slow down his tone.

The little girl got up tremblingly, and her little head did not dare to lift it. She just held a small box in her hands. "Go back to the fairy, the sword stone is in this box."

Shaking his head, Lin Feng reached out and grabbed it, and the box came to his hand. "Xiaoya, didn't you eat the candy I gave you last time?"

"Go back to Shangxian. Xiaoya's younger brother is not well yet. Xiaoya wants to eat together when his younger brother is cured."

"Go back. I'll call you again if I need anything." The little girl has stayed here for a long time, and sooner or later she will be scared out of illness.

After Xiaoya left, Lin Feng opened the box and lay a stone the size of a thumb in the box. This stone is transparent, with a faint halo. There are countless thin lines intertwined inside the stone, as if they had life.

Lin Feng's eyes were in full bloom, and a smile appeared on his face. "This is the sword stone, a sacred object generated by heaven and earth, and a magical thing that can help people practice. Unfortunately, this one is too small. Even if I absorb it, I'm afraid I can't understand much sword. And depending on its luster, it is the lowest-level sword stone, which is useless for me. However, this thing is also very difficult to get. It seems that some things must be done.

From Tuo Yan's memory, Lin Feng understood the general situation of the world and also got Tuo Yan's own understanding and understanding of Kendo.

Lin Feng's conjecture is not wrong. The world is a world of swords. Everyone is born with the sword and is born for the sword. They don't practice qi, don't gather ideas, don't nourish their spirits, and only practice swords. Sword is a form of strength. When kendo understands a certain stage, you can abandon the sword and condense the sword of the field with your own willpower. It is a sublimation of the power of sword.

The cultivation realm in this world is divided by the strength and weakness of kendo, a total of seven levels, swordsman, swordsman, swordsman, sword king, sword emperor, sword master, sword emperor. Each level is also divided into the early stage, the middle stage, and great perfection. In Tuoyan's memory, he only knows that there is only one supreme sword emperor with supreme perfection in thousands of miles, who is the head of the sword sect.

According to Tuo Yan's understanding, Lin Feng probably knows the strength in this world. Compared with the martial artists in the gas refining period in the big world, people at the same level who are most likely to die must be people in the big world. Especially at the level of the sword emperor, once the sword of the upper field is used, the strength exerted by a sword emperor with the initial cultivation can catch up with the martial artist of Sanhua's great perfect cultivation. It can be imagined that if it is the middle stage, or even the sword emperor's perfect cultivation, I really can't think of any person who can resist the three flowers's perfect.