“Wow~”

Long Aotian was as fast as lightning, and his strong body formed several afterimages in the air!

Next second!

"Dragon King Fist!"

He came to Lin Feng and punched him hard.

The surging fist wind surging, and a powerful aura spreads, making the surrounding space become distorted and illusory.

"A punch is so powerful, I'm afraid it can blow Mr. Lin into a bloody mist!"

Someone in the field was frightened.

However,

The next moment.

Such a terrible punch was easily blocked by Lin Feng's right hand.

"Too slow, too weak, too powerless! Although it is blessed by spiritual energy, it is still not worth mentioning!"

"It seems that it is not possible to enter the Tao with martial arts after all!!"

"If you are a Jindan cultivator, I may have to take a few more tricks to solve you!"

Lin Feng grabbed Long Aotian's fist and shook his head slightly.

According to his previous understanding, the martial arts master formed a martial core in his body, which is equivalent to a Jindan stage cultivator!

But in fact,

The combat power between the two can be said to be a world of difference!

Both of them are one level different from the control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the application of Taoism!

For example, Long Aotian's punch seems very terrifying and has a huge momentum, but in fact it is all used for decoration. It is estimated that only half of the energy used to attack oneself!

It’s not that Long Aotian did this on purpose, but that he does not have the ability to gather all his energy into one punch, so he can only waste half of it!

To sum up the gains.

Lin Feng believes that even if he is just a foundation-building cultivator, he can easily crush Long Aotian!

"Bang!"

Lin Feng threw Long Aotian out more than ten meters in one hand and said lightly:

"You are no match for me! Don't humiliate yourself anymore! Otherwise, I will kill you later, and another group of readers say that I, Lam Lin, is not patriotic!"

Seeing this scene,

Everyone in the field was in a state of dullness and could not say a word.

Long Aotian looked cold!

Although the strength Lin Feng showed now was indeed beyond his expectations, he did not think that he was not Lin Feng's opponent!

because,

He still has no trump card!

Who can become a master of martial arts? Who is not a martial arts genius?

Who can have no trump card of his own?

"No wonder you are so arrogant, and you don't even take me seriously! You do have some strength!"

Long Aotian said coldly with expressionless face:

"But that's all! My strength is not something you can imagine!"

"I declare that the battle is over!"

"Tiangangbo!"

Long Aotian's hands swirled and danced quickly,

Layer after layer of energy waves manifested in his palm, captivating the soul!

The audience onlookers saw this and their pupils were shrinking!

Tiangang wave?

This is said to be the unique skill of a major sect on the mountain!

It can manifest the spiritual power in the body into a ball of light. Once released, it can easily smooth out a hill!

"No! Everyone retreat quickly! If this blow is released, everyone present will either die or be injured!"

"Hide! Everyone, hide!!!"

The leaders of various major forces had a numb scalp and rushed out of the house.

Even Yun Zhongtian and Ye Tianlong left the conference hall!

Long Aotian's attack was too fierce.

It made their hearts tremble, as if they were about to crack!

It is hard to imagine that a person can release a powerful attack like a large-scale missile!

"Photosphere?"

Lin Feng looked surprised.

Finally something interesting!

It seems that the martial arts masters are not all waste, and they can already use some weakened versions of magic!

And just then.

"Lin Feng, go confess!"

Long Aotian bombarded the light ball in his hand fiercely at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged. He stretched out his right hand and easily controlled the ball of light thrown in his palm. He bounced it a few times with interest.

But after a while,

He was quite bored, and he shook his right hand slightly, then disassembled the light ball, shook his head and said,

"Who created such a brainless martial art? Any light ball technique I use is countless times more powerful than this martial art!"

"you…"

Long Aotian looked shocked.

The Tiangang wave that he used to do his best was easily resolved by Lin Feng?

This made his eyes turn black and unacceptable!

The many great power lords who ran out were also trapped in a petrified state when they watched this scene through the gate!

This...what is going on?

Such a terrifying blow not only did not hurt Lin Feng, but was also shot and played with Lin Feng?

Are you playing yo-yo?

"In order to avoid someone saying that I am unpatriotic, I will give you another chance in the end! Five hundred spiritual bombs will buy you a life, and I will come to get it in three days! I hope you can be smarter!"

Lin Feng glanced at Long Aotian indifferently, turned around and left directly.

Long Aotian looked at Lin Feng's departure back, clenched his fists tightly, and his expression was gloomy.

He really wanted to continue to attack, but when he heard what Lin Feng said, he felt a little scared!

Lin Feng is so weird!

The two violent attacks he launched were easily blocked by Lin Feng!

The key is that until now, he still cannot see through Lin Feng’s specific strength!

And just then.

Changes occurred in the field!

"Buzz!"

A terrible sword aura slashed Lin Feng from the sky!

The sword was extremely fierce. Even though everyone present was separated by dozens of meters, they felt a burst of tearing pain on their scalp!

Lin Feng frowned, easily avoiding the knife-hitting aura, and then shifted his eyes to the roof.

I saw it on the roof,

There was a man in a civilian standing straight with a light blue knife in his hand.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

From Ma Dongfeng's memory before, he knew that there was a sword master in the Baqi Group lying dormant in Jinling City, named the sword demon.
To be continued...