Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 192 Jedi Counterattack?

"By you?"

The old man in gray robe narrowed his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

But it's only been a few minutes, let Lin Feng become a genius again, how much can Daoxiu change.So, the old man at this moment didn't take Lin Feng seriously at all.

With this punch, he will finish him off!
"It seems you haven't noticed yet."

Lin Feng smiled and said in a deep voice.

"boom--"

Regardless of what Lin Feng said, the old man directly punched Lin Feng, hitting Lin Feng's body hard.

At that distance before, Lin Feng definitely couldn't dodge, but in fact, Lin Feng never thought of dodging.

The fist of the gray-robed old man landed heavily on Lin Feng's body.

"roll!"

The smoke and dust that rises from all directions is gone with the wind.

Lin Feng stood where he was, with a little blood fading from the corner of his mouth, but it didn't have much effect on his body at all.Lin Feng just wiped his lips with his sleeve. He looked at the gray-robed old man who was so close to him, without any tension on his face. Then he saw Lin Feng's lips moved, and he couldn't help laughing, "It seems that you still haven't noticed arrive."

Lin Feng said, and suddenly, a powerful Dao Yun was released from Lin Feng's body.

This powerful Dao accumulation was extremely rich, and instantly dissipated the fist power of the gray-robed old man.

"This is impossible!"

The old man stepped back quickly to avoid being hurt by the Dao Yun on Lin Feng's body. He was sure that even if he didn't take the initiative to retreat, the powerful Dao Yun on Lin Feng's body alone would be enough to force him back.

The old man couldn't believe it!
At this moment, Qinglong was flying freely in the sky. He could clearly see Lin Feng's attack just now, but he never thought that Lin Feng could have such a great improvement in Taoism, and it was still in such a short period of time .

"Where is Qinglong?"

Lin Feng had a smile on his face. The situation at this moment was completely controlled by Lin Feng.So Lin Feng wasn't worried at all that the old man would make any counterattacks from the Jedi.Therefore, Lin Feng wanted to resolve this battle as soon as possible.

With the gradual passage of time, Lin Feng's body has gradually shown signs of aging, and Lin Feng has also changed from a young boy to an authentic middle-aged man.

He didn't have time to continue entangled with the old man in gray robe here.

If the old man in gray robe was only the person Lin Feng encountered in the second most difficult situation, then the people Lin Feng would meet in the other five major difficulties in the future would be much more powerful than the old man in gray robe!By then, perhaps more entanglement.

"call--"

Upon receiving Lin Feng's call, the Qinglong, which was soaring in the sky, made a swooping posture in an instant, rushing towards the ground from the sky.

"it is good."

Lin Feng nodded happily, very calmly, stepped out with one step, and instantly came to the dragon's head.

At this moment, Lin Feng stood on the dragon's head, looking down at the world, as if everything was so small.

"bring it on!"

Seeing Lin Feng grow so fast, the old man in gray robe had only one thought in his heart at this moment, that this person should not stay.

The gray-robed old man knew very well that by keeping Lin Feng today, he was definitely leaving a disaster for his future self.

"Oh, that's exactly what it means."

Except for Lin Feng himself, no one knew about Lin Feng's adventure in the Kowloon Supreme Pill Furnace, so no one knew why Lin Feng's progress was so great.

"The sword comes out."

Lin Feng murmured, pulled his hand away, and in an instant, a blood-red sword blade appeared in Lin Feng's palm.

This is the sword control technique recorded in the Kowloon Supreme Pill Furnace.It is possible for a swordsman to easily control the sword in his hand. Lin Feng's talent is excellent, but it is enough to comprehend the sword control technique in a moment, so it is not surprising that Lin Feng can use the sword control technique freely at this time.

"Hmph, I have been practicing swords for more than 30 years, how can I lose to your sword?"

The old man put his wrinkled fingers on the center of his eyebrows, and then gently took his fingers away from the center of his eyebrows. As the old man's fingers gradually left the center of his eyebrows, an extremely slender white sword with a color as pale as snow appeared on the old man's face. fingertips.

It can be said that the gray-robed old man who practiced swords for hundreds of thousands of years, the founder of ghosts, and the swordsmanship he practiced have already surpassed the understanding of swordsmanship by normal monks.

Therefore, at this time, the old man did not directly pick up the sword with his palm, but chose to point his finger at the tail of the sword. If you look carefully at the sword held by the old man, you can clearly see that the white sword in the old man's hand does not have a hilt .

In other words, the sword in the old man's hand must not be held with the palm of his hand.

"Good guy, it seems that you really have a lot of good things about you."

Looking at the white sword in the gray-robed old man's hand, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. This is definitely a peerless sword. This is the only thought in Lin Feng's mind at this moment.As for the old man's sword skills, Lin Feng didn't care at all, as long as he was not as good as him.

"I keep this sword."

Lin Feng chuckled, and saw the old man volleying out his sword, pointing his fingers straight at the tail of the sword, he volleyed in the air, like a torrent of water, slowly flowing out from the white sword in the old man's hand.

The more the old man showed the power of the white sword, the more Lin Feng wanted to get the sword.

Because Lin Feng suddenly felt that Mo Qingcheng had no sword in his hand, or in other words, since the sword that struck Mo Qingcheng was broken, she never wanted to pick up other swords.Wouldn't it be a good thing if he could hold the white sword in his hands and present it to Mo Qingcheng after he was resurrected.

"you wanna die!"

The old man was very angry, this sword, but he wandered all over the world, finally found it in the extremely cold place, and took it out from the extremely cold place with great difficulty.

The young man in front of him threatened to take away the sword that he had spent so much to get. How could the old man bear it?Undoubtedly, if Lin Feng were to take the sword away, it would be a complete insult to the old man.

"Six swords."

The old man's brows were tightly clenched, and his expression was extremely dignified. According to his estimation, he punched hard just now, it was definitely enough to kill Lin Feng, but it was not the case.

Therefore, the gray-robed old man had already re-evaluated Lin Feng's strength in his heart.

This sword, if broken, can be transformed into six swords, enough to destroy a mountain peak.

The old man raised the sword in his hand, and the white sword surrounded by dazzling white light poured white light on the old man's fingertips. The old man's expression was extremely heavy, and this sword would definitely kill Lin Feng.

The sword at the old man's fingertips is transforming into six blades. Each sword is so sharp, and the killing intent permeated on the blade is extremely strong.

Seeing this scene, there was no smile on Lin Feng's face, and his expression was very serious.

"Qinglong, your dragon scale should be fine!"

Lin Feng was a little ashamed, he looked at the green dragon under his feet, and asked.

The old man transformed into six swords with one sword, his sword power has increased six times, and the direction of attack has become more thorough.Lin Feng was convinced that there was no way he could dodge this sword.Lin Feng had only two choices, either to use the dragon body of Qinglong as a shield to block the six sword blades.Or resolve it yourself.

"Brother, are you kidding me?"

Qinglong's voice was extremely funny, and he continued: "Don't hurry up and block these swords. Don't you want my dragon scales to be cut to pieces before you give up?"

"Ha ha--"

Lin Feng laughed, his face was full of smiles.

At this moment, the six swords condensed at the old man's fingertips, and the huge sword intent dispersed in the old man's fingertips, floating throughout the world.

"kill!"

The old man tapped his fingertips, his eyes burst open, he stared at Lin Feng, and the sword suddenly slashed out.

The six sword blades instantly transformed into six streams of air, attacking Lin Feng from six directions at a high speed.

"I said, you still don't make a move?"

Looking at the sword blade close to his eyebrows, Qinglong felt overwhelming killing intent, he felt a little bit bitter, his voice trembled, and he roared.

　PS: Uh, shamelessly asking for a recommendation ticket.

　　


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