Super Ring

Seeing that the second elder didn't bother himself anymore, Lin Feng didn't care about that much anymore. He slowly walked off the ring under the surprised eyes of everyone.

There was still fighting on the other side of the ring, Lin Feng had already ended the battle here, it can be said that there was no battle, so he solved an opponent.

Nine years of practice has already forged Lin Feng's path to a higher level. Now Lin Feng is just testing the results of his nine years of practice.

But at present, it is true that the past nine years has not been in vain, he has become very powerful.

But what Lin Feng doesn't know is that the exploration on the polar abyss has not stopped. Another parallel world and the parallel world where Lin Feng is located will cross once again a year later. This time, people from another parallel world will take advantage of this opportunity. Come to the parallel world where Lin Feng is to compete for the golden cicada.

The intersection of parallel worlds means that two different worlds intersect at one point, causing people in this parallel world to go to another parallel world, or after changing their parallel world at this intersection.

After Lin Feng stepped off the ring, he stood aside and watched.

At this time, many people squeezed to Lin Feng's side and asked what happened just now, but Lin Feng remained silent because there was nothing to say about it.

Nalanfeng soon came to Lin Feng's side, and he took Lin Feng to a secluded place and said, "Your swordsmanship was taught by Ashura?"

"Some of the tricks are his moves, and the rest have nothing to do with him. To be honest, he could teach me some tricks before. I will be his son's master in return. If you don't tell me, I have forgotten. I haven't been to his side in 2017, and I don't know how my apprentice is now." Lin Feng thought of Ashura.

"Then you want to take advantage of this gap? You have finished the match today, and you won't play again tomorrow." Nalanfeng said.

"Okay, I'll be back tomorrow morning." Lin Feng finished speaking, and a spatial channel appeared in front of him, and he walked directly in.

Now Lin Feng can break through the space with only his sword intent and enter the space channel.

Lin Feng walked leisurely in the space channel. Now it is very stable inside. The space channel opened by this state is of course much more stable than that built by the saint later.

Soon after passing through the space channel, he came to the lobby of the Celestial Sky Palace. At this time, Ashura was sitting in the lobby.

"Sura Swordsmanship, Ten Thousand Swords Flow, Tenth Style, Shura Weeping Ghosts!" Asura saw the opening of the space passage, shouted the name of the move, and the sword was out of its sheath, almost shooting with all his strength.

"No way of swordsmanship, broken sword flow, tenth style, eight wastes infinite!" Lin Feng heard Ashura's voice and prepared to make a move on the spot.

Next, tens of thousands of streamers rushed into the space channel. Three seconds later, the space channel was directly torn into the size of a basketball court, swelling to the point that the entire hall could no longer fit.

Lin Feng walked out slowly. There are eighteen broken swords floating behind him.

Just now, all the tens of thousands of streamers were picked up by Lin Feng, and he walked out of it without injury, seemingly relaxed.

In fact, Lin Feng was also a little stressed just now. Ashura was very strong, but now Lin Feng did not lose to him. They were all tenth forms and did not decide a victory or defeat.

"You can take my sword now, don't you think about worshipping me as a teacher?" Asura asked, looking at Lin Feng.

"Indeed, I didn't expect that now I have reached this point." Lin Feng calmly walked to the front of Asura and sat in a chair.

"Why have you been cultivating in the past eight years? With so many powerful sword skills, you have reached the stage of the god-man stage." Asura put away his sword and asked.

"I practice in the mirror world of a chaotic mirror in the polar abyss." Lin Feng dissipated the 18 broken swords behind him, and put away the blood-drinking sword in his hand.

"There should be a year left before the competition, you came out so early?" Ashura also knew about the competition.

"I'm now helping a friend to participate in the martial arts competition in the Wind Clan to recruit relatives." Lin Feng said lightly.

"The Wind Clan, I have dealt with this force before, and they are quite strong." Asura seemed to recall the past.

"By the way, where is my apprentice?" Lin Feng didn't find his apprentice.

"In the past few years when you have been absent, he has practiced the Broken Sword Style you taught him to the eleventh style, and the realm has also entered the real world." Asura said with some pride.

But this is also Lin Feng’s apprentice, Ashura’s son. Lin Feng didn’t understand why Ashura didn’t teach him Ten Thousand Swords by himself, but learned Lin Feng’s Broken Sword. Although both schools are now very powerful. , But Wan Jianliu currently has one more formula than Broken Jianliu, that is the thirteenth formula, this Lin Feng can't figure it out, and he doesn't know what Ashura planned.

After sitting in the hall for a while, Lin Feng and Ashura walked to the back garden of the Sky Palace.