Chapter 2579 One Sword

However, the moment he turned around, Lin Feng lightly raised the Fengtong sword in his hand, and made a very simple chopping movement.

"A sword."

Lin Feng spoke flatly.

When this sword was swung out, the violent wind that was blowing across the entire world suddenly froze.

But the pupils of the crowd who were watching the battle shrank in unison.

"What is that?! It's impossible!"

The eyeballs of the monks of the Youyou Tianming Jiao Clan instantly widened.

I saw that in mid-air, the fierce wind dragon that was charging forward was abruptly stopped by an invisible force. Not only that, the wind dragon was still twisting its body on the spot, looking painful extremely.

"what happened?"

The face of the cultivator of the Zhengyi League who performed this sword move changed drastically, and the scene in front of him was beyond his imagination.

He flusteredly waved the flying sword in his hand, trying to control the dragon to continue charging.

However, the next moment, he discovered that the connection between himself and the high-grade magic weapon Feijian in his hand had been cut off!

Just when he was in a daze, Jiaolong gave the answer he wanted.

Wind is colorless and invisible.

It is only after being attached to Yuanli by this cultivator that he can see its shape.

But at this moment, the flood dragon condensed by the sword wind was forcibly split from the center and divided into two halves.

"This... this..."

The red fox of the Puppet Sect widened its eyes, trying not to fall off the stone.

As the young master of the Puppet Sect, his vision is so high, and there are countless young talents who are willing to associate with him on the Yanxuan Continent.

Chihu happened to have a friend who was a swordsman genius. He was only over five hundred years old and had already reached the peak of the fusion stage. Before he came, he was preparing for the work of crossing the tribulation.

However, it is impossible for his friend, a well-known swordsman genius in the Yanxuan Continent, to do this!

The red fox doesn't know how to use a sword, but he knows some knowledge about swords very well.

In his cognition, even if the condensed sword moves were broken up, there would not be such a strange situation in front of him.

He was able to clearly see the wind that had been cut in half, and after the dragon was pierced by the sword, it didn't dissipate immediately.

What kind of sword speed does this require? He had clearly seen before that the speed of the sword from swinging to finishing was not fast, it could even be said to be a bit slow.

"Why exactly?"

The red fox was completely confused.

He couldn't believe that a cultivator at the transformation stage could have such terrifying sword skills.

But he couldn't help but believe the scene before him.

Hurrah.

Finally, with a gust of wind blowing by, the flood dragon formed by the sword wind finally dispersed slowly.

Lin Feng held the Fengtong sword in one hand, looked down at the monks of the Zhengyi League from a high position, and said lightly: "I said, you can't do it."

Under Lin Feng's staring gaze, the cultivator of the Zhengyi League felt in a trance that there seemed to be countless fine sword auras in his gaze, which pierced his eyes. It was only when he couldn't help lowering his head that he realized that his actions were inappropriate. , gritted his teeth, raised his head and said in hatred: "I don't believe it!"

With that said, he will continue to draw the sword again.

But before he raised the flying sword in his hand, he saw Lin Feng lightly raised the Fengtong sword in his hand, pointing the sword point directly at the monk, his sleeve robe moved without wind, and at the same time he opened his mouth lightly: "Broken. "

Stab it!

A beam of sword energy suddenly pierced through the void.

The speed was so fast that it was almost as soon as the monks present had reacted, they had already arrived in front of the monk.

A crisp sound sounded, followed by the monk's screams.

Everyone looked over, but they all gasped.

I saw that the tiger's mouth of the cultivator of the Zhengyi League had burst open, and blood was flowing down his wrist. His expression was extremely ferocious, and the power of the sword energy made him suffer tremendous pain.

And the most frightening thing is the flying sword that this monk held before.

Now, there is only one hilt left, and the beautiful sword edge has long since disappeared.

"Brother!"

The two members of Zhengyimeng quickly realized that one was staring at the air defensively, while the other rushed over to check the severity of his injury.

However, after the investigation, the middle-aged monk's expression became completely gloomy, and he raised his head and said coldly, "Your Excellency's methods are so ruthless."

"How is his injury?"

Seeing the ugly expression on the middle-aged man's face, the monk from Zhengyi League who monitored Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.

"All the bones in the arm were broken, and the bones inside... were almost completely shattered into scum. Even if you recover, it will have a great impact on your strength."

The middle-aged man said while suppressing his anger.

Indeed, even if there is a elixir for the living and the dead.

But how could this elixir be so easy to refine? Moreover, the bones can be regarded as a crucial part of supporting the human body, and the original ones are naturally the best. If they are completely broken, even if they can be repaired, the bones will no longer look like they used to.

It can be said that Lin Feng's sword destroyed the foundation of this monk's arm in disguise.

"What? So cruel??"

Hearing that the cultivator of the alliance also changed greatly, and then looked at the mid-air with resentment.

"Don't you want to kill me? Save face for your lord?"

Lin Feng's face remained unchanged.

He never said that he was a soft-hearted person.

If the enemy had murderous intentions towards him, then Lin Feng would definitely not show mercy!

After a pause, Lin Feng then said calmly: "With all due respect, your strength is not enough, it's too far behind."

"Extremely arrogant!"

The two intact Zhengyi League monks roared and rushed towards Lin Feng in unison.

The first move is their strongest killing move.

The strength of both of them is the ninth level of the fusion period, which is the peak of the fusion period.

Calculated, it can be regarded as the strongest combat force Lin Feng has ever faced.

But now, Lin Feng didn't feel that these two people could pose too much threat to him.

"Potential energy position, open!"

With a low shout, an invisible sword energy centered on Lin Feng suddenly spread around in a circle.

At this moment, everyone watching the battle below felt that Lin Feng seemed to be different at this time.

The vitality surging from his body showed that Lin Feng was still a late-stage cultivator.

But this kind of power is far beyond what monks in the transformation stage can compare with!

The two Zhengyimeng monks also realized this, but their anger had already made them lose their minds, and roared and rushed into Lin Feng's position of potential energy.

This position of potential energy is equivalent to Lin Feng's own domain, and within the domain, Lin Feng is the master!

In the air, messy sword energy crisscrossed all over the place.

A large number of space cracks emerged from midair, and the eyelids of the people below were jumping wildly.

They have also tried before, and they can destroy the space here with their strongest attack.

But it is still impossible to break through the space with a single sword like Lin Feng.

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