Chapter 4687： revenge

This guy, this is going to suffocate his mind and die.

Lin Feng moved his neck.

"It's only one class, and you will see it soon."

Lin Feng moved his arms, Zhao Wuya's eyes narrowed in an instant, the aura of his whole body reached its peak at this instant, and the long sword in his hand turned into a blue light and rushed towards Lin Feng.

"I have already set up a soundproofing formation around, boy, I want to see how you call the city guard to protect you this time."

"I can't call, it's killing."

Lin Feng said lightly, raising his hand to block Zhao Wuya's attack.

A light blue aura lingered around, Lin Feng's hand shook lightly, a sword intent directly on Zhao Wuya's body, dissolving Zhao Wuya's attack.

An accident flashed in Zhao Wuya's eyes.

This kid can actually resolve his attack?

"It seems that I underestimated you."

Lin Feng didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Wuya, the breath of his body was still fluctuating with each other, but it was obviously weaker than before.

Lin Feng shook his head.

The two people were directly facing each other.

Zhao Wuya's shot was very quick, directly pressing Lin Feng underneath.

Lin Feng didn't greet him, but saw the trick. Several times, in Zhao Wuya's view, Lin Feng was just a little lucky to escape.

The battle lasted for a full half an hour, and the lights in the alley made everyone consciously avoid it and did not come over here.

The long sword in Zhao Wuya's hand continued to shuttle on Lin Feng's body, leaving Lin Feng with a few small wounds.

After trembling for half an hour, Zhao Wuya's face began to become more impatient.

Lin Feng was completely resisting his attack. Although he looked embarrassed, Zhao Wuya could feel that Lin Feng's aura was calm, and there was no big deal at all.

This kid, this is intentional.

Deliberately consuming his power!

After a round of battle, the two of them backed away. Zhao Wuya looked at Lin Feng with a cold face. He felt that the aura on Lin Feng's body became more and more intense. Zhao Wuya's body trembled, his eyes again Once fell on Lin Feng's body.

"You are very smart."

"of course."

Lin Feng nodded unceremoniously, "I am more than a little bit smarter than you."

Zhao Wuya snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards Lin Feng again.

"Lin Feng, if you are a man, you can fight with me openly!"

"You are stupid, I am a man now, so whether I fight you or not, I am a man."

Lin Feng cleverly avoided Zhao Wuya's attack, "Don't think you can lie to me, let me tell you, when Xiaoye came out, you still didn't know where to drink milk!"

The cultivator over there, he is a person who has survived for many years after all!

This Zhao Wuya, at best, has been born since he was born, and it has only been a few decades.

"Not ashamed!"

Zhao Wuya sipped, and the speed of the long sword in his hand accelerated, and afterimages flashed in the air now, and a faint sword-qi lotus began to form slowly under Zhao Wuya's hands.

Is it going to form sword energy?

Seeing Zhao Wuya's movements, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

The spiritual power of the mica star is thin, and the number of cultivators is also very scarce. These cultivators do not have the most spiritual power to improve their cultivation, so they can master other aids, such as sword intent. Ya, after cultivating for a lot of time, when he was fighting with Lin Feng tonight, he cultivated his own fighting spirit.

Zhao Wuya was very happy.

"Boy, it seems that I also want to thank you, your sacrificial sword is really of great significance to me, haha, I have studied for ten years, and finally I can use sword intent."

"You can do it."

Lin Feng nodded, and had to sigh, this Zhao Wuya was stronger than the old man next to Huang Chaofeng, not knowing how much stronger, especially, the guy in front of him did not seem to be very old.

"Then die!"

Hearing Lin Feng’s affirmative praise, the expression on Zhao Wuya’s face instantly became crazy, the aura of his whole body continued to rise, his eyes rolled around Lin Feng’s body, and then he gave a sneer, and Lotus directly turned towards Lin Feng rushed over.

The sword intent enveloped Lin Feng's body, but it did not have any powerful influence on Lin Feng.

This suggestion is indeed relatively strong, but it is only strong.

Lin Feng's finger lightly touched the lotus.

Lotus instantly settled there.

"you……"

Zhao Wuya stepped back a bit, turned his head to look at Lin Feng, his eyes were unbelievable.

Lin Feng actually blocked his sword intent!

how can that be!

No one can stop the sword intent, unless...unless there are suggestions in his body!

This is just a refining period, disciples in the refining period cannot cultivate sword intent!

"Jianyi is an entry-level thing..."

Lin Feng's hands were all over, a small dragon lingered between Lin Feng's, "It's not just you."

Xiaolong spread out from Lin Feng's fingertips, opened his small mouth and bit the sword intent.

"You... how can you..."

Sword intent was swallowed, Zhao Wuya's body stepped back a few steps, and his face became a little more depressed.

"In this world, many things are beyond your imagination."

Lin Feng took a step forward. After the Jianyi Xiaolong swallowed the lotus flower, he didn't stop but rushed towards Zhao Wuya. ,

"Since you like the feeling of playing with swords, then I will let it play with you!"

Lin Feng pointed his finger, the sword intent instantly became big, his breath continued to fluctuate, and he directly grabbed Zhao Wuya's body.

Zhao Wuya felt like his whole body was imprisoned by something. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't do it at all.

Lin Feng's sword intent, with a strength far beyond him, directly locked his body, making him unable to move at all.

How could it be... so powerful?

Zhao Wuya has gone through countless battles and killed the little disciple who had been in the Qi refining period, but this time, he was forced by a Qi refining period to the point where he could not move his whole body Lin Feng, you What do you want to do? "

"Of course it is to help you understand the sword intent."

Lin Feng smiled and snapped his fingers.

Zhao Wuya was still preparing to speak, but felt that the air around him seemed to have stopped.

Everything quieted down in an instant.

Zhao Wuya wanted to open his mouth and say something countless times, but he couldn't say anything.

The sword intent that was originally only the thickness of a thumb turned into a big mouth that was big enough to hold him, and it directly swallowed his entire body.

"Click."

A slight voice sounded, Lin Feng turned around, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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