Chapter 4687 Revenge

This guy is trying his best to die.

Lin Feng moved his neck.

"It's just a level. You will see it soon."

Lin Feng moved his arms, and Zhao Wuya's eyes instantly narrowed. The aura in his body reached its peak at this moment, and the long sword in his hand turned into a blue light and rushed directly towards Lin Feng.

"I have set up soundproof formations all around. Boy, I want to see how you call the city guards to protect you this time."

"If you can't call, it's called killing."

Lin Feng said lightly and raised his hand to block Zhao Wuya's attack.

The light blue aura lingered around, Lin Feng's hand shook slightly, and a sword intent was directly directed at Zhao Wuya's body, neutralizing Zhao Wuya's attack.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhao Wuya's eyes.

This kid can actually neutralize his attack?

"It seems that I underestimated you."

Lin Feng didn't speak. He stared at Zhao Wuya with his eyes. The aura in his body was still undulating with each other, but it was obviously a little weaker than before.

Lin Feng shook his head.

The two people faced each other directly.

Zhao Wuya's shot was very quick, directly pressing Lin Feng underneath and hitting him.

Lin Feng didn't say hello, and he tried to show off every move. Several times, in Zhao Wuya's opinion, Lin Feng was just lucky enough to escape.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and the lights in the alley made everyone consciously move away and not come this way.

The long sword in Zhao Wuya's hand kept passing through Lin Feng's body, leaving several small wounds on Lin Feng.

After trembling for half an hour, Zhao Wuya's face began to look a little impatient.

Lin Feng was completely resisting his attack. Although he looked embarrassed, Zhao Wuya could feel that Lin Feng's aura was calm and it was not a big deal at all.

This boy, this was intentional.

Deliberately consuming his power!

After a round of fighting, the two people retreated. Zhao Wuya looked at Lin Feng with a cold face. He felt that the aura on Lin Feng's body became stronger and stronger. Zhao Wuya's body trembled and his eyes returned. Once it fell on Lin Feng.

"You are very smart."

"certainly."

Lin Feng nodded unceremoniously, "I'm more than one or two points smarter than you."

Zhao Wuya snorted coldly, and charged towards Lin Feng again with the long sword in his hand.

"Lin Feng, if you were a man, you would fight me openly!"

"You are stupid. I am a man now, so whether I fight you or not, I am still a man."

Lin Feng skillfully dodged Zhao Wuya's attack, "Don't think you can deceive me. Let me tell you, when I came out, you didn't know which corner you were drinking milk in!"

The cultivator there, after all, he is a person who has lived for many years!

This Zhao Wuya has only been around for a few decades since he was born.

"Shameless talk!"

Zhao Wuya spat, and the long sword in his hand sped up. Afterimages flashed in the air, and a faint sword energy lotus began to slowly form under Zhao Wuya's hand.

Is sword energy about to form?

Seeing Zhao Wuya's actions, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

The spiritual power of Mica Star is thin, and the number of cultivators is also very scarce. These cultivators do not have enough spiritual power to improve their cultivation, so they are relatively good at other assistance, such as sword intention, and Zhao Wu Ya Ya, after practicing for a long time, when fighting Lin Feng tonight, he cultivated his fighting spirit.

Zhao Wuya was very happy.

"Boy, it seems that I have to thank you. Your sacrificial sword is really meaningful to me. Haha, I have been studying it for ten years, and I can finally use the sword."

"It's really possible."

Lin Feng nodded and had to sigh. This Zhao Wuya was much more powerful than the old man next to Huang Chaofeng. Especially, the guy in front of him didn't look very old.

"Then suffer death!"

Hearing Lin Feng's affirmative praise, the expression on Zhao Wuya's face instantly became crazy. The aura in his body continued to rise. His eyes wandered around Lin Feng's body, then he sneered, and Lianhua looked directly at Lin Feng rushed over.

The sword intent wrapped around Lin Feng's body, but it did not have any strong impact on Lin Feng.

This suggestion is indeed relatively powerful, but it is only powerful.

Lin Feng's fingers gently touched the lotus.

The lotus flower stood there instantly.

"you……"

Zhao Wuya stepped back a little and turned to look at Lin Feng with disbelief in his eyes.

Lin Feng actually blocked his sword intention!

How can this be!

No one can block the sword intention, unless...unless he also has suggestions on his body!

This is just a Qi refining period. Disciples in the Qi refining period cannot practice sword intent!

"Sword Intent is an entry-level thing..."

Lin Feng's hands moved, and a small dragon lingered between Lin Feng's hands, "It's not just you."

The little dragon spread out from Lin Feng's fingertips, opened his small mouth and bit into the sword intention.

"You...how could you..."

The sword intention was swallowed up, and Zhao Wuya took a few steps back, with a look of despair on his face.

"There are many things in this world that you cannot imagine."

Lin Feng took a step forward. The Sword Intent dragon did not stop after devouring the lotus, but rushed towards Zhao Wuya. ,

"Since you like the feeling of playing with the sword very much, then I will let you play with it!"

Lin Feng pointed his finger, and the sword's intention suddenly expanded. His breath continued to rise and fall, and he directly grabbed Zhao Wuya's body.

Zhao Wuya felt as if his whole body was imprisoned by something. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't do it at all.

Lin Feng's sword intent, with a power far beyond his, directly locked onto his body, making him unable to move at all.

How could it be... so powerful?

Zhao Wuya has experienced countless battles and tortured and killed young disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, but this time, he was forced to the point where he could not move by a Qi Refining Stage disciple.

"Lin Feng, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Of course it's to help you understand the meaning of the sword."

Lin Feng smiled and snapped his fingers.

Zhao Wuya was about to speak, but he felt that the air around him had stopped.

Everything fell silent in an instant.

Zhao Wuya wanted to open his mouth and say something countless times, but no sound came out.

The sword intention, which was originally only as thick as a thumb, turned into a mouth big enough to accommodate him, and swallowed his entire body.

"Click."

A slight sound sounded, and Lin Feng turned around with a faint smile on his lips.

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