Bang!

The man in black robe instantly flew backwards and hit a huge rock in the distance.

His body also fell from the stone.

Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in his pockets and checked the huge rocks over there.

This place is indeed strange. He did not show any mercy in the attack just now.

But not only is the person fine, but the huge rock behind him has not even been left with a crack.

The man in black robe immediately stood up from the ground. He gently shook the long sword in his hand, looked at Feng Lin and said, "A person who can do this level must have reached the semi-saint level. Your voice sounds very young. Could it be that you are the semi-saint of the Demon Clan?"

Feng Lin nodded slightly, "That's right, I'm Mo Yu."

"Haha, you really can go down the steps. Can I not feel the aura of the Demon Clan?"

The man in black robe pointed at Feng Lin and asked, "Who are you?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

As Feng Lin spoke, the black clone held a long sword and walked towards the man in the black robe again.

"Do you think I'll lose to this thing?"

The man in black robe said lightly, "Your clone cannot be attacked. In fact, this is just a trick you have used. Your real attack is this long sword."

The figure of the man in the black robe immediately approached the clone. This time his attack did not fall on the clone, but slashed on the dark red sword.

Click!

The long swords of both sides really collided.

This further proves the conjecture of the man in black robe.

"Same as I thought, it's true!"

After one blow, a light flashed from the man in black robe.

Click!

He waved his sword again and cut off the dark red sword condensed by Feng Lin.

The long sword suddenly turned into Qi and disappeared.

"In this case, your clone illusion will be useless."

The man in black robe was just about to attack Feng Lin, and the black clone immediately burst out with the two-color Qi power.

Qi Jin attacked the man in the black robe. This time he was completely unprepared and his body was knocked away again.

Hit the stone in the distance.

boom!

With a loud bang, the stone was still fine, but the man in black robe began to drip blood on the ground.

"What? This clone can also attack?"

The man in black robe was already confused. Isn’t this too unreasonable?

His own attack cannot hit the clone, but his clone can hit him.

Feng Lin was still in his pocket. What he guessed was the trick that Feng Lin had once thought about.

It mainly attacks with a long sword, but if you add an illusory clone behind.

The first idea of ​​ordinary people is to attack the clone, not this long sword.

The long sword will naturally have a chance to attack the enemy.

But this method is a small method after all, and it cannot be a good place.

It’s different now. Your clone can also attack and store your own Qi.

It is also very terrifying to explode at one time.

The man in the black robe flashed with yellow Qi, and then he returned to his original state.

"You tell me now who you are, and you still have a chance to survive, or you will die."

As Feng Lin spoke, two black shadows appeared again from his body.

The black shadow walked step by step towards the man in black robe like a real person.

The man in the black robe suddenly changed his expression. Unexpectedly, such a clone could summon multiples.

"In such places, you cannot fly, move quickly, and destroy the terrain, so the more people there are, the more you have the advantage."

Feng Lin also walked towards the man in black at this time, "So, this is your only chance to survive."

The man in black robe looked more and more serious. He didn't expect that his semi-saint realm would suffer here.

However, the other party said it well, and in such a place, the battle returned to small fights.

Of course, there is more advantage in many people.

The man in black robe hesitated for a moment and was about to take the initiative to take the initiative to take a step back, so he took off his black robe.

This is a middle-aged man. Judging from his appearance alone, he is about fifty or sixty years old.

His eyebrows were raised, but his three eyes were orange.

"Three-eyed Clan?"

Feng Lin was secretly shocked. He heard before that a half-saint of the Three-Eyed Clan was at the foot of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, there is a semi-saint of the Three-Eyed Clan here. How strong is this race? There are two semi-saints hidden.

"I am not a member of the Three-Eyed Tribe. That kind of despicable race is not worthy of having me."

The middle-aged man said with a calm expression, "We are the godslayers."

"God Slayer? What is this?"

Feng Lin frowned. He had never heard of similar rumors before.

"This is an organization, a god-killing organization, there are all kinds of races in the organization, and we are all working for our goals."

The middle-aged man paused and continued, "My name is Ning Qu."

Feng Lin seemed to have heard similar rumors before, so he asked: "What is your purpose? Are you killing the god?"

"That's right, except for the God who sits in the throne, all the descendants of the old God are also the objects of our slaughter."

Ning Qu nodded lightly, "You are so strong and so young, you should be a descendant of the old god, right?"

"No, I'm not a descendant of the old god. Since you told me so much, there is no need for me to hide it."

While Feng Lin spoke, he took off his black robe.

Ning Qu looked at Feng Lin carefully and suddenly said in surprise: "Are you the rumored Feng Lin?"

"I'm Feng Lin."

"I didn't expect that, I remember that I received information about you just a few days ago, saying that you had broken your limbs, but I didn't expect that you had entered the semi-saint. No wonder you were so strong."

Ning Qu shook his head slightly, "But if I lose to you, I will feel better."

As Feng Lin spoke, the three clones just now walked back to Feng Lin's body and disappeared in unison.

The Qi Jin he had just separated out in his clone. It seems that he will not fight immediately, so he naturally wants to take back the Qi Jin.

"I think the establishment of your organization is a bit fantasy. What power do you have in the descendants of all the old gods, including the new gods? Do you know how many masters are there opposite you?"

Feng Lin looked at Ning Qu and said, "If you don't say anything else, you are really powerful, you will destroy the Yin-Yang Crusader first."

"We will sooner or later destroy the Yin-Yang Crusaders, but not now."

Ning Qu said lightly.

"Who is your boss? How strong is it? Why do I feel like he is drawing big pie for you?"

Feng Lin looked at Ning Qu, "Or, are you your boss?"

"If I can become the boss at the semi-saint level, how can we kill the gods? Feng Lin, I tell you, it's okay, because I still appreciate you more."

Ning Qu stretched out his hand at Feng Lin, "Your strength can be completely a part of our God-killer, we have the realm of a saint."

"saint……"

Feng Lin gradually clenched his fists with his hands in his trouser pockets. It seemed that his grandfather was right.

There are many masters hidden in this world.

"Yes, do you think I'm the kind of brainless person? Would I join them without the saints?"
Chapter completed!