Super Ring

"There was a sword repair, interesting!" The woman stood on the coffin and looked at Lin Feng condescendingly.

"No way of swordsmanship, breaking sword flow, twelfth style, breaking thought." Lin Feng uttered the name of the move lightly, and then the whole person was bathed in white light, the whole person exuding a milky white halo, and he entered this state.

"Vulcan Howl!" The woman yelled at Lin Feng, and a blue flame spit out from her mouth and struck Lin Feng.

"Give it to me!" Lin Feng chopped out a sword qi, and cut the flame away from the middle. The flame split into two strands and passed Lin Feng's left and right sides.

After cutting the flames, Lin Feng stepped forward and stood directly above the coffin, swinging tens of thousands of swords towards the woman in an instant.

"Puffy~~!" The woman was forced down directly, and she was struck with a sword on her right shoulder.

Splashing blood! Flow all over the place.

"I advise you to let us go, otherwise you don't know how many years you have lived, and how bad it is to fall in this age." Lin Feng said lightly.

"Want me to surrender? No possibility!" The woman stared at Lin Feng fiercely, as if she was preparing some big move.

"Then you can only offend again." Lin Feng tightened the blood-drinking sword in his hand and took another step.

Same as before, appeared directly in front of the woman.

"Evil eyes!" The woman glared at Lin Feng suddenly.

Lin Feng didn't feel anything wrong. He drank the blood sword in his hand, slashed it directly, and went down with a sword. The woman seemed to be unable to believe the facts in front of her, and her expression was particularly surprised.

"Puffy~~!" Another blood arrow spurted out.

This time the woman's other shoulder was also cut with a sword by Lin Feng, and blood was spilled on the ground again.

Lin Feng only swung one sword this time, and didn't swipe a few more swords, otherwise the woman might fall.

"How is it possible that spiritism is not effective for you!" The woman looked at Lin Feng and said with an unbelievable appearance.

Asura smiled when he saw this scene, and said, "He has a chaos mirror in the sea of ​​knowledge, and your spirit cannot crush the chaos mirror, so it won't work for him."

After Asura's words, Lin Feng probably understood why the Chaos Mirror came directly into his mind at that time. It turned out that the Chaos Mirror was a treasure used to defend spiritism, no wonder it was so.

"Chaotic Mirror? Where did you get the Chaos Mirror? I remember that the Chaos Mirror is not here in Shinto." The woman suddenly realized.

"Don't worry about that much about this, we are going up, or do you want to continue to block us?" Lin Feng said lightly.

"Well, since I can't stop you, then I will assume that I haven't seen anything. Go up." The woman returned to the coffin again and sat down cross-legged.

Lin Feng and Asura looked at each other and walked towards the fourth floor.

The two came to the fourth floor, and a monk wearing a robe was chanting there.

Asura walked straight over, one shot once, and the two took turns. Lin Feng also tacitly agreed to climb the tower in this way.

"Senior!" Asura walked up to the monk and shouted, because the monk hadn't opened his eyes yet, he still closed his eyes and chanted there.

"Outsiders, I didn't see anything." The monk said this and went silent.

When this happened, Lin Feng and Ashura didn't bother the monk again, and they walked towards the fifth floor.

It seems that this is too easy, right? Lin Feng and Ashura felt so.

On the fifth floor, a man in full armor sat on a chair with two machetes.

Lin Feng walked straight over. Before Lin Feng was ready, the man suddenly got up and directly attacked Lin Feng with two knives.

Lin Feng stepped back, leaving the entire man's attack range, the blood-drinking sword appeared in his hand, and he directly used the twelfth pose to stop thinking.

Then he went to war with the man with double knives. You came and went, fighting very crazy.

Asura, who was watching from the side, slowly became fascinated. The sword and sword skills of the two were almost the top.

After several rounds, Lin Feng and the armored man separated.

"Since I can't count anyone coming here today, then both of you should have broken through your own death. I am dedicated to guarding this level. You two can go together. For a long time, no one asked me to use all my strength. Now." The man in armor was still at ease in the twelfth style facing Lin Feng.

"Really?" Lin Feng glanced at Ashura, and found that Ashura had no desire to do anything, and he was still watching over there.

"Being underestimated, let him taste the Nilong style." Asura said with a smile on his face.

"Although you are very strong, you still don't want the two of us to play together, the ninth form, a sword against the sky!" After Lin Feng said, he took one step and the whole person turned into a phantom.

"Clang, clang!" After several sounds, Lin Feng went behind the armored man.

The next moment, the armored man knelt on one knee, his armor cracked every inch, and he fell on the ground.

These were all cut by Lin Feng. Although he did not cause the armored man to suffer much damage, his armor could no longer protect him. Lin Feng, in a state of absentmind, using other moves would increase the power of his moves many times. .

Attack power, speed, power, reaction ability, defense power, all have been greatly improved, using swordsmanship in this state will be greatly improved.