Chapter 143 I'm back

The wind knife all over the sky went straight to Fan's edge. Fan's wrist shook, and a aperture suddenly flashed on the pine pattern ancient sword. Those wind knives all dispersed at once, and then the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal. Fan's body jumped and went straight to Sun Haiqing.

Everyone screamed out and clapped their hands.

Lin Feng felt bad when he saw that Fan Nui went straight to Sun Haiqing. Sure enough, just as Fan Nui was close to Sun Haiqing's body, a sword light flew out of Sun Haiqing's sleeve. Fan Nui saw it and quickly stopped his footsteps. His body rotated in the air and flew back backwards.

Sun Haiqing was unrelenting. In the process of chasing Fan Nui, he did not forget to show off: "Sword is not just the patent of the Sword Hall."

Seeing that Fan's sword was exhausted, Lin Feng was unable to resist Sun Haiqing's attack. He immediately took a divine step and rushed out like a ghost. He put his arm in his arms at the critical moment. At the same time, Sun Haiqing had frozen, and his blade was sandwiched between Lin Feng's two fingers.

After damaging Sun Haiqing's sword, Lin Feng let go of Sun Haiqing's sword. Because this action was completed in a very short time, the onlookers did not see Lin Feng's terrible scene.

However, when everyone saw that the man who protected Fan Nui in front of Sun Haiqing was Lin Feng, who had no trace a year ago, everyone suddenly exhaled, and their eyes almost fell on Lin Feng's body.

Others didn't know the change just now, but Sun Haiqing knew it, and Lin Feng's sudden appearance stunned him. After a long time, he forgot to collect the sword and his whole hand froze in the air. Those onlookers still thought that he wanted to maintain this perfect "must-kill" trend, and silently praised in their hearts: "Captain Sun is so handsome in killing people."

Fan Xiu found that he was hugged by Lin Feng, and his face suddenly turned crimson. He lowered his head and said, "You, can you... let me go?"

Lin Feng showed a look of embarrassment, let go of Fan Nui and said, "I'm sorry, I'm scared by this." Lin Feng looked up at Sun Haiqing in front of him. At this time, Sun Haiqing also came to his senses, but his eyes were straight at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at Sun Haiqing and said, "I'm back. I can't believe it. Isn't it disappointing?"

Sun Haiqing was escorted by more than 200 people, and Qiu Zhan was not willing to show weakness. His eyes went straight to Lin Feng and said, "The battle between us seems to be the real beginning now."

Lin Feng sneered and said, "Okay, let's wait and see."

"Feng Shao... It's Feng Shao... Feng Shao is back..."

In addition to the Flying Tigers, of course, there are other onlookers, so some of them used to be Lin Feng's fans.

Sun Haiqing saw that the crowd began to be restless, and looked at Lin Feng's disdainful sneering. He was furious and said, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Since we met it today, let's start this game."

Lin Feng saw that Sun Haiqing would not give up today, and he no longer cared about anything. He said bluntly, "How can he be brave if he loses? Since you still want to humiliate yourself, I will convince you to lose today.

This time, Sun Haiqing actually took the lead and stabbed him with a sword. He actually took Lin Feng's heart directly. Because the distance between the two was too close, the onlookers suddenly screamed.

However, when Sun Haiqing's sword was against Lin Feng's chest, it was difficult for the tip of the sword to move forward, but it came back with a momentum along the sword body. Sun Haiqing was shocked and it was too late to draw the sword. He quickly abandoned the sword and flew straight back.

Lin Feng did not intend to hurt his life. Just now, he just wanted to scare him. At this time, he saw Sun Haiqing abandoning his sword and was slightly happy. As soon as he grabbed it, Sun Haiqing's sword had fallen into his hand, and then he picked up a figure and chased after Sun Haiqing.

Sun Haiqing is indeed a master of magic power. He has mastered his mana so well for more than a year. It seems that he can be regarded as a genius. When Sun Haiqing saw that Lin Feng caught up, he immediately ran his magic power. The air around him was used by him. All at once, all these airflows formed an air wall in front of him.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his wrist. The sword, which was originally a low-level treasure, suddenly turned into several fragments and flew straight to the air wall.

Seeing that the sword was broken, the onlookers suddenly made an uproar. They were all saying that the sword was not Lin Feng's. The strong use of good luck would inevitably cause this kind of fish dead net to break the situation. Unfortunately, the fish died, but the net was not broken. However, they did not know that the sword was deliberately broken by Lin Feng.

The fragments fell on the air wall. The air wall covering Sun Haiqing was suddenly broken, and the sword pieces also fell down, but Lin Feng did not stop.

Suddenly, at this moment, a wind knife fell straight to Lin Feng's head, which was Sun Haiqing's last blow.

This knife is clearly visible, which shows that Sun Haiqing's mana has reached a limit. Those onlookers suddenly became restless and thought that this knife was enough to kill Lin Feng.

Only Lin Zheng and seven people walked leisurely towards the crowd, because they knew that Shi Yufeng's purple electric yin thunder knife could not hurt Lin Feng at all, let alone the little magic master's mana knife?

Sure enough, the wind knife fell, but Lin Feng did not dodge. He directly greeted him, and half of the broken sword stretched out flat, straight to Sun Haiqing's throat.

The wind knife fell on Lin Feng's head, like a stone sinking into the sea. Not to mention hurting Lin Feng at all, he did not even touch a single hair. Sun Haiqing was stunned and stood still in a daze.

Lin Feng looked at Sun Haiqing with a pale face and said with a smile, "Has the battle between us just begun or is it over?"

Sun Haiqing trembled slightly and stopped talking.

Lin Feng threw away the half-cut sword in his hand, turned to Fan Kei, and said, "Are you the second waste material that has been circulating?" Lin Feng smiled so easily that it seemed that everything just now was just a trial.

Fan Nui looked at Lin Feng with a grimace and said, "Are you the first waste brother?"

Lin Feng laughed. In the eyes of the public, he completely regarded all the people of the flying tigers as air-like existence, and made fun of each other with Fan Nui, talking and laughing.

When Lin Feng and others parted, Lin Feng said to the Flying Tigers, "If I hear that your Flying Tigers bully others again, even if it is one, I will make you frustrated."

At this time, none of the Flying Tigers dared to speak again.

Lin Feng's nine people were separated in the Taxianyuan and returned to their own place, but Li Jing chose to return to the Sword Hall with Lin Feng and Fan.

Probably the feeling of being close to home is more timid. The faster it is to get to Jiansheng Hall, the slower Lin Feng walks, which makes Li Jing and Fan Nui feel that this is not in line with Lin Feng's style.

On the way, Lin Feng asked a lot about Jiansheng Hall and Jiansheng. Fan Xieddu answered for him one by one. In the past year, the biggest change in Jiansheng Hall was that another person came to Jiansheng Hall, but this did not change the loneliness of Jiansheng Hall, because it was also this year that Lin Feng was gone, and there was no sound of life and death.

Fan Xian suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "Brother, do you know that in this year, the master will look far from the stone in the square every day. I think he is probably looking forward to your arrival."

Lin Feng's nose was sore. He looked up at the high Jiansheng Hall, but his eyes would not turn, so he did not see the old Jiansheng who was looking far from the high stone at this time.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and said, "Master... how is he... how is the old man?" I don't know how many times Lin Feng has asked this question.

Fan Nui didn't mind Lin Feng's words. He said patiently, "Master, he is very good. Except for his gray hair, everything is fine."

Lin Feng was silent. After a moment, he suddenly accelerated his speed and said, "Let's go."

When he came to the stone steps outside the square of Jiansheng Hall, Lin Feng suddenly stopped, and his thoughts instantly returned to a year ago. At that time, he had just escaped from the ground. When he came to Jiansheng Hall, Jiansheng Hall was dead. At that time, he thought that Jiansheng had abandoned him, and he waited for a long time...

Lin Feng stood on the last step, but her eyes were straight at the old Jiansheng standing in the wind on the high stone in the middle of the square. Only a year later, Lin Feng suddenly found that Lin Feng was much older. For example, after ten thousand years, her white hair, embroidered with vicissitudes, and also carved the ruthlessness of the years.

The muscles on Lin Feng's face beat for a while, his nose was sore, and a shining mist suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Master..." Lin Feng muttered softly, staring at the old Jiansheng.