Chapter 97 Let's watch Lin Feng turn into a sword

What does it mean that misfortune is not alone, what does it mean to add insult to injury, and what does it mean to sprinkle salt on the wound?! Lin Feng fully understood.

The sword saint of the Jin clan who cut off his long sword. Seeing that Lin Feng was looking at his sword in a daze and depressed, he rubbed himself and rushed up at the moment when Lin Feng was distracted, obviously taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

Lin Feng sneered in his heart, but his hand was extremely flustered. He didn't lose the thorn of the broken sword and didn't dare to resist it again - even if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't stop it. The quality of his long sword was not as good as anyone else!

Seeing that the sword of the golden sword saint had stabbed in front of him, Lin Feng finally made a decision and cruelly left the broken sword in his hand. Then he stretched out his bare hands straight to the golden swordsman.

A disdainful sneer flashed in the eyes of the golden swordsman, and the wind swordsman who attacked from afar outside also stopped attacking with a smile and hugged his shoulder, looking at the play leisurely.

"stupid!" This is the common idea of Jin Jiansheng and Lin Feng, but I don't know who will become a real fool.

"Sne..." The sword in Lin Feng's hand inserted into the chest of the golden sword saint. This is still his quick reaction. Otherwise, this sword would have penetrated his heart. At that time, even the birth of Daluo immortals could not save his life.

Lin Feng just wanted to come forward to make up for a sword, but he didn't rush over like the wind, and he was also a swordsman. Obviously, he hid his strength in order to save his life or some unspokesible secrets.

"How come!" The sword saint of the Jin clan narrowly escaped and shouted with his hand tightly covering his wound. Obviously, Lin Feng didn't have a sword in his hand. Why did he have such a sudden sword when he got to his chest?!

"Stop the blood and join the battle quickly." Jin doesn't bother to pay attention to him. The most important thing now is to end Lin Feng's life. Those who are surprised and unwilling to wait for Lin Feng's death to explore. The sword saint of the Jin clan hurriedly took out a bag of gold sore medicine from his arms and put it on randomly, and then came up with his sword to help Jin. The sword saint of the Feng clan also woke up in Jin's angry shouts and continued to harass and attack Lin Feng in the distance.

But the heart of the sword saint of the wind clan is a little sudden. Just now, he stood in the distance and saw it very clearly. When Lin Feng's hand was still the length of a sword from the chest of the Jin clan Jiansheng, a long sword appeared as soon as his hand turned over, and then the Feng clan Jiansheng watched Lin Feng naturally stab the long sword into his chest. What kind of magic means is this? Thinking of his clean sword brothers who had gone to the Lin clan and died, his heart suddenly became confused and scared.

Lin Feng was keenly aware that the breath of the sword saint of the Feng clan was a little chaotic. Although it was a little unclear, he still temporarily got rid of the siege of Jin Don and the sword saint of the Jin clan in a heroic posture of dying together, and stabbed the sword saint of the Feng clan fiercely like a sharp arrow. His speed is getting faster and faster, and this thorn has faintly driven the spirit of the surrounding heaven and earth, so it looks more and more spectacular and fascinating. Unexpectedly, he has the courage that only a sword saint can have.

The sword saint of the Feng clan was originally restless by the sudden sword, and it was believed that those Tongze who went to the Lin clan were also killed by the ghosts and gods such as Lin Feng. At this time, he saw that Lin Feng actually exerted the power of the sword saint sword with the strength of the swordsman's nine grades. Under the great change of face, he actually wanted to escape with the help of his ability to control the wind.

"Ha!" Lin Feng became more and more excited, and gradually there was a faint invincible momentum in the sword. This sword had a little of the sword saint's spirit of sword, coupled with this invincible momentum, which unexpectedly made the heart of Jinbu and the sword saint of the Jin clan also be seized, not to mention the sword saint of the wind clan who was firmly locked by this sword.

Afraid that the faster the dead will die, this is a true meaning that will not be broken for thousands of years.

The sword saint of the Feng clan felt the sound of the wind and sword behind him with a pale face, and the speed was a little faster.

Lin Feng's eyes fixedly looked at the weakest part of Jianyuan's defense all over his body, and poured most of the Jianyuan into the sword in his hand until it made an unbearable sound. He threw the sword in his hand fiercely at the weak breath of the sword saint of the Feng clan.

A golden bright light belt suddenly crossed in the night.

Lin Feng did not look at the consequences of his sword. He quickly lost two five-pin [Yangyuan Dan] in his mouth when he was surprised by Jin and the injured Jin sword saint, and then took out a long sword in the palm of his hand.

However, it was said that the golden sword crossed the sky and caught up with the body of the Feng clan Jiansheng in an instant. The sword saint of the Feng clan felt that the long sword behind him waved back fiercely, trying to stop him for a moment or two to buy more time for his life.

However, the golden sword has pierced his body from the weakest place, and the golden sword shield of his whole body was broken in an instant. Although his sword successfully blocked the golden sword, how can the sword, which has reached saturation and may be broken at any time, withstand even a little external force?

So the golden sword exploded without hesitation. The fragments of the sword carrying the golden sword have huge kinetic energy. They shoot quickly, like one of the most beautiful and brilliant flowers in the night, and they have inserted into the body of the sword saint of the wind clan.

The smile on the face of the Fengzu Jiansheng froze forever as soon as it bloomed. After a pause or two, his body burst without warning and turned into a bloody but beautiful red flower tonight.

And the fragments of the long sword that lost the support of the golden sword Yuan fell from the air and jingled into a piece.

The face of the sword saint of the Jin clan turned white in an instant. He watched Lin Feng slowly walk towards them with a long sword in his hand and subconsciously retreated two steps, and then was pulled by Jin Bu Bu fiercely.

"Monster..." The sword saint of the Jin clan said with trembling.

"I haven't seen it!" Although Jin Don's face was a little pale, he slapped the golden swordsman fiercely and said angrily, "Maybe he wears a universe ring on his hand. What's there to be afraid of?! Don't you also have a universe bag?!"

The swordsman of the Jin clan subconsciously looked at Lin Feng's finger. The night was too thick and the light was too dim, and he didn't see any name. However, his face was obviously a little better, and he obviously accepted Kim's claim.

"Oh no!" Jin Don't suddenly pat his head and rushed to Lin Feng fiercely.

Although the sword saint of the Jin clan was unknown, he also followed him and rushed up.

"You're not too stupid!" Lin Feng took the initiative to rush towards them with a long smile. But there is a little regret in his heart. In about half a column of incense, his swordsman can be fully filled. At that time, it will be difficult to deal with an elite sword saint and an injured sword saint, but he can still support it. Now they have to be frightened and afraid to do their best.

What he expected was not wrong. Seeing that Lin Feng took the initiative to come, Jin Don and Jin Jiansheng, who had not yet come out of the shadow of the previous wind clan swordsman's burst death, were obviously a little flinching, and they also bought him a lot of time for a while.

And Li Qinglian on that side watched Lin Feng, the swordsman of Jiupin, kill a swordsman under the siege of everyone. On the contrary, he, a super swordsman, has not been built for a long time, and now he no longer plays with murderous intentions.

The green lotus rotates more and more quickly and alternates with each other, but it faintly forms a blue and white beautiful light curtain.

"Dingdang bang!" Li Qinglian broke the sword in her hand and killed the sword saint of the fire clan. In contrast, this fire swordsman caused him the most trouble, so he was the first to be unlucky.

"Lin Feng, give me a sword!" Li Qinglian obviously knew the secret of hiding the sword on Lin Feng and shouted loudly.

Lin Feng's two swords temporarily avoided the golden swordsman and turned to Li Qinglian.

"Retake the sword!" Lin Feng shouted loudly and then threw two swords into the air one after.

The remaining two swordsmen who are fighting with Li Qinglian have just witnessed how the brothers fighting side by side with him died tragically. How can they let Li Qinglian get the sword again? When you rise into the air one after another, you will destroy the two swords.

Li Qinglian laughed and did not attack them. As soon as she turned around, she ran out of their encirclement and ran towards Lin Feng.

Reaching out to take the sword thrown by Lin Feng again, Li Qinglian and he looked at each other and laughed. Looking at this situation, there are still several long swords in the world of Lin Feng's broken sword. But I don't know how many long swords Lin Feng has prepared for tonight's battle.

"The young man is good, and he has become smart." Before the left and right enemy arrived, Lin Feng patted Li Qinglian on the shoulder and praised with a smile.

"That is, as the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black!" Li Qinglian took a sword flower and said proudly.

"..." Lin Feng was speechless. There was no doubt that his old man was the one who was approached.

Jinbu Jin Jiansheng finally rushed over, but Lin Feng and Li Qinglian, who looked at Lin Feng and Li Qinglian, who easily leaned against each other and farted, timidly dared to come forward. Well, they are not fools. Naturally, they won't learn from old birthday stars and think their lives are too long.

At this time, the aquatic swordsman and the post-seven swordsman finally realized that they had been tricked to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. Dang also rushed over one after another and surrounded Lin Feng and Li Qinglian again with the swordsman of the Jin Dynasty.

Their faces were very embarrassed, and at this time they also understood the viciousness of Lin Feng's sword loss. That is, they only besieged Li Qinglian and did not destroy the sword. Li Qinglian will naturally continue to kill them when she gets the sword. This is an unsolved problem!

"Lin Feng is indeed Lin Feng, what a deep mind, what a vicious scheme!" Influenced by Shui Qianqian, everyone in the weak aquarium had a particularly bad impression of the forest, especially the forest wind, and the aquarium sword saint immediately opened his mouth to sarcastically.