After the elder Feng did not succeed in a shot, Shushan disciples on Zongmen Square no longer hustle and bustle. They looked at Lin Mingyuan's figure and secretly muttered in their hearts.
hit.
They are not fools. They know that they should not be coaxed at this time, otherwise they will fold the face of Elderly, and there is nothing good to eat in private.
"Boy, you are very good!"
Elder Feng's brows were trembling. I didn't expect Lin Mingyuan to take a hit, which made his face very unable to hang it.
"The old man originally wanted to keep you a small life. Since you don't know interest, don't blame me for being merciless!"
He took out a long sword and accumulated strength, and ignored the identity gap between the two.
There was an instantly blowing a wind in Zongmen Square, a very powerful spiritual fluctuations came from the wind, rolled up a large piece of sand and dust, and surrounded by the sword of the elders, it seemed to be condensed into a stingy wind sand. Among them, of which
Carry with a rolling thunder.
Wind helps Relax, thunder and wind rise!
For a while, Shushan disciples around them couldn't stand the heels. They retreated for ten steps and looked at it. They looked at Elder Wind.
Although Lin Mingyuan's talent is different, he can take over the sword of the elders of Jin Dan in the foundation period.
They were far away, and they felt a strong wind pressure that made people breathless, not to mention Lin Mingyuan, who was in the center of the storm, and in the same way, he had been on the ground for a long time, and shivered.
Feng Lei Jian moved out of his hands, carrying the thunderous momentum, and rolling towards Lin Mingyuan. The latter still stood in the center of the square. The Qing Jian flashed one after another in the hands, forming a mystery at the whole body of himself and Du's fat.
The swords cut out of the Qingjian became flexible as water, and a golden light was drawn in front of the two, like a golden tide, and the overwhelming giant nets, facing the wind and thunder.
The next moment, the two collided, the wind thunder swordsmanship seemed to be a beast who chose a person, tore the sword mangle ruthlessly, broke through countless lines of defense, and rushed towards Lin Ming.
The corner of Elder Wind's mouth appeared sneer. In the end, it was just a founder. In the face of his own fame and stunts, he had no power to fight back.
As soon as Zhao Xuan looked at Lin Mingyuan, who was supporting the support of Feng Lei Jian, he couldn't say anything in his heart. He remembered that in the eyes of the magic of the day, Lin Mingyuan was suppressed one after another, and he almost lost his life.
Your own destiny.
Lin Mingyuan is just a pawn in the Demon Program. Slightly he can kill a little bit about. There is Zhao Gao, Elder Wind, and even Xing Wudao behind him. What do you use to fight with me?
The disciples in the field have different thoughts, and the situation on the field is changing!
Seeing countless wind mines and the Tianglei rolling trend breakthrough in Lin Mingyuan's body sword, Du Fat has even closed his eyes. He didn't feel scared, just a pity, and a fearless.
Facing Qianfu's pointed out, Du Fati felt that the most correct decision in this life was to stand on the side of Lin Mingyuan. In the past, he was so careful of people, and he was like Zhao Xuan's small shoes.
Now seeing Lin Mingyuan facing Zhao Xuanyi, Elder Feng's aggressiveness is not as good as the mountain. In addition to deep envy, there is endless longing.
He has had enough of being dependent on others. Even if he dies today, he must live and die with Senior Brother Lin!
The sounds of wind and thunder kept roaring in front of Lin Mingyuan, constantly destroying Qingjian's defense. The layers of light shields continued to shatter, and even the light of Taiyi's split-light sword could not compete with it.
However, Lin Mingyuan's sword moves seemed to have spirituality, like a continuous wave that filled the gaps one after another.
Facing the strong pressure of Elder Feng's sword moves, Qingjian's sword power continued to accumulate, and each move became a little stronger. In the end, he was even stuck three inches in front of him with the wind and thunder sword moves, unable to take another half step forward.
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Lin Mingyuan's tiger's mouth cracked open, and blood flowed down his palm. His mouth felt sweet, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground.
Although it was just a sword casually swung by Elder Feng, its power should not be underestimated. If Lin Mingyuan's Geng Sword body had not tempered his body, he would probably have been broken in the first fight.
Although Lin Mingyuan looked very embarrassed, the wind and thunder sword energy could not break through the space three inches in front of him for a long time. The golden sword light around him continued to break and reorganize, becoming stronger and stronger each time, struggling to hold up in the violent wind and thunder.
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I don't know how long it took, but the wind and thunder sword move was actually rootless. After being continuously worn down by Lin Mingyuan, it gradually became weak and finally dissipated in the air. The sound of wind and thunder also weakened and returned to nothingness.
After everything had settled, when all the disciples turned their attention to the square again, they couldn't believe the motionless figure.
Lin Mingyuan is still alive?
He actually blocked this sword!
They simply couldn't accept this outcome, let alone Elder Feng, who was obsessed with saving face.
His face was ashen. Lin Mingyuan took his sword moves again and again, and even stood intact at this time. This was undoubtedly a hard slap on his old face. As a Shushan Golden Pill
Elder, if even a foundation-building monk can't suppress it, wouldn't it be a joke if word spread!
"Elder Feng, keep taking action, this kid must die here today!"
Zhao Xuanyi said sadly that the strength displayed by Lin Mingyuan made him feel scared. Thinking that in the eyes of the devil, even his golden elixir stage strength was no match for him, he felt even more uneasy.
This child must be killed today, otherwise he will become a big trouble in the future!
"Of course I know!"
Elder Feng's eyelids were twitching wildly. He felt the subtle glances from the Shushan disciples around him, and he could no longer hold back his heart.
"Boy, you're lucky, I won't hold back this time!"
He jumped up and came to the square, facing Lin Mingyuan. Feeling the situation inside his body, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This little devil was just pretending to be calm and calm. The sword move just now had already traumatized Lin Mingyuan, and he was afraid that he would never be able to withstand the next sword move.
For some reason, Elder Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If such an evil genius disciple is allowed to grow up, he may become the second Lin Shanhe sooner or later.
"It's a pity that you don't have a chance. I will do justice for God today!"
The words fall and the sword rises.
The sound of wind and thunder roared in the sky again. The long sword seemed to be able to trigger thunder and lightning. The entire Zongmen Square was filled with countless electric lights!
This time, Elder Feng was not careless. Instead, he stabbed Lin Mingyuan with his long sword, without giving the latter a chance to resist!