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Nine hundred and fortieth chapters, the skin does not hurt the bones

 On the martial arts field.

Lu Feng moved through Lin Jinran and the others at extremely fast speeds. No matter how many changes their swordsmanship made, they could not even touch his clothes.

On the contrary, Lu Feng's Little Burial Flower Sword Technique continuously left scars on the three of them, but these scars only hurt the skin but not the bones. Although blood frequently spilled out, they did not damage any of their meridians.

"Too slow and incoherent!"

Lu Feng's cold voice sounded next to Lin Jinran's ears, revealing the shortcomings of his Thirteen Gale Swords. There was a hesitation in his moves, and he was not decisive in switching between sword moves, which was very incoherent.

, I don’t know how much worse than the double wooden sword technique.

boom!

The sword flashed.

The long sword in Lin Jinran's hand was skillfully opened by Lu Feng.

The long sword in Lu Feng's hand then came forward to meet the situation, wiping the latter's throat straight away.

But the purpose of this move was not to kill Lin Jinran, but to attract the offensive of Lin Manjiang and Lin Baige, with the intention of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao.

As expected, under the influence of this, the two men's originally offensive swords suddenly deflected, helping Lin Jinran to defend.

A cold and arrogant smile appeared at the corner of Lu Feng's lips, and the sword in his hand was tilted out again.

"I still have too little combat experience!"

While sighing, Lin Manjiang's long sword was also knocked down by Lu Feng's sword.

Because he was accustomed to using heavy swords, although the long sword was picked out of his hand, it did not fly too far.

In the lightning flash, Lin Manjiang instantly reached a cooperation with Lin Baige beside him. Lin Baige blocked Lu Feng's further offensive, while he turned around instantly. The moment the long sword came out from his right hand, he intercepted it with his left hand in mid-air and followed it.

The inertia of turning around brought him back to Lu Feng again, and he used his left-hand sword.

It has to be said that this kind of reaction alone is already superior to Lin Jinran's.

It's just a pity that Lin Manjiang's Ba Yuan Sword Technique was also poorly practiced, and he couldn't switch perfectly between the Double Wood Sword Technique, so that when he held the sword in his left hand and thrust out, his wrist couldn't bear the feeling.

The huge force that had not faded away suddenly sank.

If such an obvious flaw suddenly appears in a fierce battle, it is undoubtedly fatal!

Lu Feng reached out with his left hand and easily clamped the edge of the epee in Lin Manjiang's hand. Leng Ao's words echoed: "I'm not strong enough, but I still want to practice the epee!"

At the same moment when Lu Feng was holding Lin Manjiang's long sword between his arms, Lin Baige stabbed him with a cunning sword.

"The timing is good!"

Lu Feng smiled coldly and arrogantly. Although the sword in his right hand was not in reach at this moment and his left hand was restricted by the heavy sword, he still faced Lin Baige's sword calmly.

Splasher!

The famous skills passed down from the seventh senior brother of Qinghe Sect were displayed.

A mysterious force gathered between Lu Feng's two fingers, and in an instant, the heavy sword he held vibrated several times.

Lin Manjiang felt a numbness and pain in the tiger's mouth where he was holding the sword. He subconsciously let go. When he felt something bad, the long sword in his hand was removed by Lu Feng. He also deflected the blade and faced it.

This sword thrust by Lin Baige.

"Be careful!" Lin Manjiang was anxious.

Lin Baige also had a trace of panic in his eyes.

His sword has a softness to it, and what he fears most is facing the overbearing force of the heavy sword.

boom!

Before Lin Baige could respond, the heavy force was transmitted from Lu Feng's fingertips.

Between the horizontal bars of Lin Baige's long sword, the whole person could not help but be shaken back a few steps, his eyes full of horror.

At this point, the swords of two of Lin Jinran's three men had been thrown away. Although the remaining Lin Baige was holding a long sword, the sword body was hit by the heavy sword and was slightly bent.

"That's enough, let's stop here!"

In the distance, Zhong Sanxiao said to Lin Jinran and the others.

At that time, Lin Jinran and Lin Manjiang had picked up their respective long swords from the ground, and were close to Lin Baige again.

Lin Jinran's face was filled with gloom and dissatisfaction: "Uncle Zhong, we haven't lost yet, we can still..."

Before he spoke, Lu Feng smiled proudly and raised his hand to snap his fingers.

The next moment, blood mist burst out from the bodies of Lin Jinran and the three of them. Tiny scars spread all over their bodies. Each scar was surprisingly the same, the same inch in length, the same depth, and they were all just scratches.

It breaks the surface skin of the body without damaging the bones and meridians.

The faces of Lin Jinran and the three of them were pale, with cold sweat covering their foreheads. Under the pain, they couldn't help but kneel on the ground at the same time, using their respective swords to support their bodies, so as not to fall down in pain.

"This is... an inch of love!?"

Lin Wanshan blurted out in astonishment, but the tone was as thin and beautiful as a woman's.

Feeling the gazes of many elders on the side, Lin Wanshan said again while coughing: "He has mastered the Little Burial Flower Sword Technique so profoundly and unpredictably!"

The voice was low and full of magnetism, completely opposite to the previous subconscious blurt.

Zhong Sanxiao secretly frowned and glanced at him, and then said: "He is not just an inch of love, the sword force is also mixed with 'Xiang Duanhongxiao', and this is why the spiritual energy of Lin Jinran and the three people is now deepening."

Scars that suddenly exploded due to movement.”

Listening to these words, Lin Xiaojin's eyes were full of obsession and admiration.

Seeing such a stunning battle, even among the many elders from the sidelines, the voices of admiration could be heard one after another, and they all became less concerned and less concerned about Lin Liyun's identity as being born from a maid.

Wearing flowers and brushing willows, Begonias are frightened;

The fragrance fades and the red disappears, an inch of your heart is filled with beauty!

Lu Feng only used four moves of the Little Burial Flower Sword Technique, and he had already impressed most of the Lin family elders present. The most eye-catching thing, apart from the subtle scars left by Xiang Xiao Hong Duan and Yin Fang Xin, was the hand

The astonishing speed erupted by 'Haitang Jing'.

There are many people who are proficient in swordsmanship present. It can be seen that Lu Feng's style after performing the fourth form of the Little Flower Burial Sword Technique, "Begonia Jing", is completely different from before. Not only is the sword moving extremely fast, but also the movement skills during the movement are improved.

Great improvement.

In the hearts of these collateral elders, they have even given up on testing whether Lu Feng is Lin Liyun at this moment. Even if he is not, for the sake of the development of the Lin family, they are willing to think that he is Lin Liyun.

Of course, those who agree with it are also those who are dissatisfied.

"Master, the man in the martial arts competition was so ruthless. I ask the master to make the decision for my son and punish him severely!"

A man standing next to Lin Baijian bowed to greet him. This man was Lin Jinran's father, Lin Wuhu.

Before Lin Baijian could reply, on the martial arts field, Lin Jinran and the other two men suddenly let out a shrill roar of pain, their eyes turned red, and then they all fainted toward the ground.

Lin Wuhu was anxious, and he jumped up and ran towards the martial arts field.

The powerful strength that is close to the Heavenly Soul Realm is fully displayed.

Zhong Sanxiao could not help Lin Wuhu being so angry that he lost his mind and suddenly attacked Lu Feng, and immediately came to the martial arts field.

And when the two of them looked at the injuries suffered by Lin Jinran and the others, feeling the aura emanating from those wounds, their eyes revealed a look of disbelief and horror.


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